You Practice Immortality, I Farm

Chapter 939 Old Sword Dragon

After dozens of breaths, the giant sword flying boat entered one of the ten thousand-foot sword peaks.

There is a cave in Jianfeng Peak, which is so vast that it seems to form an independent small world.

The four of them landed on a mountainside, and the giant sword flying boat instantly shrank countless times and flew into Jian Huanzhen's sleeves.

"Master Nephew Mo, please arrange a resting place for little friend Shen Ye first."

"yes!"

Mo Yuanfeng was very discerning and realized that Jian really had something to say to Lu Xuan, so he took Shen Ye away first.

Shen Ye naturally did not dare to have any opinions, nor did he feel dissatisfied or jealous because Lu Xuan was valued by Huan Zhen Sword Master.

After meeting Lu Xuan again, he had already recognized the gap between the two and had already accepted it calmly.

"Master Nephew Lu, this time out of selfish motives, I have brought you into the True Sword Peak. Proper arrangements should be made for your future cultivation career."

"Now you have two choices. One is to worship me as your master, and I will teach you the essence of my sword."

"The second is to continue to refer to each other as master, uncle and nephew, but they belong to Huanzhen Sword Peak. This is how Master Nephew Mo is the sword master of the sword sect."

"Based on what I know about you, my nephew, maybe the second option would be more suitable for you."

"Master Nephew, you are already in the late stage of pill formation and have abundant longevity. After entering the Sword Sect, you will definitely have a lot of resources due to your attainments such as spiritual planting and spiritual brewing. It is highly likely that you will be promoted to the Nascent Soul realm."

"When the time comes, we will naturally treat each other as brothers and sisters."

"Besides, my nephew seems to be used to being at ease and doesn't like to be restrained. Becoming my disciple might be a form of restriction for you."

Jian Huanzhen had been with Lu Xuan for such a long time and already understood Lu Xuan's temperament very well, so he did not force Lu Xuan to become his disciple.

Lu Xuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thanks to the great kindness of my uncle, my nephew, I am really used to being undisciplined, but I feel more at ease when I am alone."

"In addition, my qualifications are only above average at best, and I really can't afford to be the sword master's disciple."

A trace of apology appeared on Lu Xuan's face.

"It doesn't matter, as long as my nephew belongs to Huanzhen Sword Peak."

Jian Huai waved his hand, already anticipating Lu Xuan's choice.

"By the way, this time when I return to the sect, I will take my nephew to visit an old senior."

Before he finished speaking, a silver-white bolt shot out from behind, wrapping the two of them into a sword energy space.

There was endless sword energy floating in the space, and there was a pure white stone pillar in the middle. A sleeping magical dragon was wrapped around the stone pillar.

Looking from a distance, the dragon's body exudes a gleaming white light, and slender sword blades grow out of the body like hair. Two long silver-white beards float on the head, bringing bursts of sword intent wherever it passes.

"Uncle Master, this is..."

Lu Xuan's voice could be heard as he was afraid of disturbing the mysterious dragon in front of him.

"Don't be afraid, this is the old sword dragon from Huanzhen Sword Peak. The sword spirit owned by the first generation Huanzhen Sword Master will not harm any Jianfeng disciples."

"It's even possible to get a great opportunity from it. The two flying swords behind me are to get some spirituality from the senior Jianjiao to refine the intermediate flying sword magic weapon."

Jian Huazhen said slowly.

Lu Xuan felt much relieved after hearing this.

"The reason why I brought you here is to let you get to know me."

"Of course, there is one more thing I have to entrust you with."

"Old Sword Dragon likes all kinds of sword energy treasures. If you are free, you can come over from time to time and feed it some real sword liquid."

Jian Huanzhen said, taking out a bottle of Huanzhen Sword Liquid brewed by Lu Xuan from the storage bag and sending it to the mysterious dragon in the distance.

"Sword is so good, what kind of treasure did you bring to the old dragon?" The mysterious dragon seemed to sense the subtle sword energy in the silver-gray spiritual liquid, woke up, and sniffed gently with its nose.

"Senior Jianjiao, here is a bottle of real sword liquid. The taste is much better than what you have tasted before. Would you like to try it?"

Jian Huanzhen and Lu Xuan came to the stone pillar and shouted loudly.

"Junior Lu Xuan, I have met my senior."

Lu Xuanggong saluted respectfully, not showing any signs of neglect because the other party was just a sword spirit.

He collected countless treasures from the last magic weapon spirit.

Jian Jiao glanced casually, as if heavy sword intent passed over Lu Xuan's body.

Lu Xuan's heart trembled, and his attitude became more respectful.

The sword dragon's sight was completely attracted by the Huanzhen Sword Liquid. He opened his mouth and sucked it in, and a bottle full of silver-gray spiritual liquid poured into his mouth like an electric shot.

"This is still delicious!"

The old sword dragon smacked his huge mouth and said with emotion.

The sound is sharp and can cause a slight tingling sensation in the ears.

"It's been a long time since I tasted such authentic Huanzhen Sword Liquid. How many years has it been since the last time?"

Jianjiao fell into memories.

"Haha, senior Jianjiao, if you want to experience this kind of real sword liquid more often in the future, you can find this Jianfeng disciple."

"However, it is not easy to brew such a high-quality real sword liquid. Don't eat and drink other people's wine in vain."

Jian Huanzhen laughed and pushed Lu Xuan out.

"Okay, little friend Lu Xuan, right? Remember to bring more real sword liquid in the future."

Old Jianjiao looked at Lu Xuan with some recognition in his eyes.

"Yes, this junior will definitely bring the best quality Huanzhen Sword Liquid to the senior!"

Lu Xuan immediately expressed his stance.

He knew in his heart that Jian Huazhen brought him here specifically to give him a chance to make friends with this mysterious old sword dragon. It was considered a great gift from Huan Zhen Jian Peak, so he was very grateful to Jian Huazhen. .

With a flash of sword light, the two retreated into a wide hall.

"The old sword dragon has been in Huanzhen Sword Peak for more than ten thousand years. Due to the causal entanglement with the first generation of Huanzhen Sword Master, he has been staying deep in Jianfeng."

"In the past, there was still a lot of Huanzhen Sword Liquid left by the sixth-generation sword master in the Huazhen Sword Peak. Unfortunately, after his death, few Sword Sect disciples could brew high-quality sword liquid, so that Old Jianjiao has always missed him."

"Now, when Senior Nephew Lu comes over, you don't have to worry about this problem."

"I will give you the method of entry to my nephew later. You can check it out from time to time. Maybe it will bring you an unexpected opportunity."

Jian Huazhen told Lu Xuan.

"Thank you, uncle, for reminding me. Lu Xuan will keep it in mind."

Lu Xuan saluted sincerely.

"Okay, more specific information about Jianfeng, I will give you a detailed introduction to my nephew later."

"I will summon the Nascent Soul True Lord from Jianfeng. Under their witness, I will include you, my nephew, in Huanzhen Jianfeng."

"Cultivation geniuses are easy to come by, but logistics geniuses are hard to find. With a logistics genius like you, my nephew, who has reached the realm of spiritual plants, spiritual brews, and talismans, in the future Jianfeng comprehensive assessment, you can definitely get rid of the last place every time. Give it to other Jianfeng!"

Jian Hua really laughed loudly, and there was a hint of pride in his voice.

Then, a tiny dragon flew out of the silver-white swords behind him. The dragon swayed in the air and turned into seven or eight phantoms of the dragon. It controlled the light of the sword and shot out in all directions.

(End of chapter)