Kongming Island
“Okay, let’s send it here.”
“The colleague who will replace me will arrive on the island soon. You can ask him for help if you need anything in the future.”
Lu Xuan rode on the fat bird’s back and said to the monks of the Song family led by Song Yu behind him.
“Uncle Lu, this is a small specialty made from the Kongming Spirit Fish. I’ll leave it as a souvenir to you, Uncle Master.”
Song Yu handed over an exquisite jade box with strong reluctance in his tone.
During the three years that Lu Xuan was stationed on Kongming Island, although he usually lived in seclusion, if there was any problem on the island, he would always arrive as soon as possible.
Especially regarding the blood worm parasitism, they were notified in advance and prepared, and then they picked out those evil insects and killed them all, so that a big storm was eliminated invisible.
Therefore, Song Yu and the entire Song family were reluctant to let Lu Xuan leave.
Lu Xuan did not refuse, took the jade box and looked at Song Yun behind Song Yu.
“After I leave, remember to practice hard and look forward to the day I meet you in Tianjian Sect.”
“Yes! Senior Lu! I will definitely not disappoint your expectations.”
Song Yun, who was still just a young man, had red eyes and nodded heavily.
He himself has good talent, and with Lu Xuan’s guidance, he has already reached the sixth level of Qi training at a young age. After breaking through to the high level of Qi training, he can try to join the Tianjian Sect.
Lu Xuan told Song Yun, turned his head and looked at the fierce female cultivator Zhou Bingyu on the side.
“Fellow Daoist Zhou, we have to say goodbye today. I don’t know when we can see each other again. I rarely leave the sect on weekdays. If I have the opportunity, I can come to the Tianjian Sect to visit me.”
Shi Zhong completed the garrison mission long before Lu Xuan. Although he was reluctant to part with the rare fishing spot of the Boundless Sea, he still returned to Lishan Sect and was replaced by other sect members.
“Okay, Fellow Daoist Lu, see you later.”
Zhou Bingyu said lightly.
“See you later.”
Lu Xuan cupped his hands, and with a thought in his mind, the wind falcon let out a crisp cry, and a spiritual light emerged from its light blue wings, turning into a ray of blue light that shot up into the sky.
Two days later, Jianmen Town.
Lu Xuan controlled the fat bird to land on the huge bluestone square, took some supplies at various shops and casual repair stalls, and couldn’t wait to get to the small courtyard of the underworld.
When the Thousand Fantasy Clouds and Smoke Formation was opened, a familiar cool breath came instantly.
After Lu Xuan took away several kinds of underworld spiritual plants last time, the small courtyard seemed much empty. Currently, there are only fifth-grade Holy Infant fruit plants and fifth-grade blood evil flowers.
“Without nurturing them properly for three years, I don’t know how my two underworld babies are doing.”
He walked up to the Holy Infant Fruit. There was an embryonic spirit fruit on the ground. Inside the spirit fruit, using the Eye-Breaking Technique, he could vaguely see a small, skinny, gray-black baby hidden.
Sensing Lu Xuan’s gaze, the gray-black baby turned into a black shadow, hiding its figure silently.
Occasionally, a faint and cold aura gathers on Lu Xuan’s body, indicating its existence.
“Poor Holy Infant, he hasn’t eaten a child in three years.”
Lu Xuan sighed and took out the wooden baby of the Five Sons of the Concentric Demon from the gluttonous insect sac.
With a wave of the purple electric sword, a deep purple electric light struck the pale green wooden baby.
“Wake up! Vomit some baby soul!”
Muying’s gray-white eyes were full of resentment. Having had a lot of experience with electric shocks, he knew his situation. Sooner or later, he would have to separate out a few infant souls, and he would be able to avoid some of the pain of electric shocks.
After a few breaths, the soul of an infant the size of a fist crawled out from the dark hole of Muying’s belly button.
The figure is condensed and undisturbed, gray-white, with empty eyes, floating in the air sluggishly.
Sensing the appearance of the infant’s soul, the gray-black infant in the Holy Infant Fruit appeared again. He took a deep breath, and the infant’s soul was sucked into the spirit fruit like noodles.
Lu Xuan followed the same method and squeezed out several souls from Muying’s body and fed them to the Holy Infant Fruit one by one.
“In the blink of an eye, it has been several years since I obtained this Holy Infant Fruit Plant. Currently, the spiritual plant is in a period of rapid growth. We must consider the evil cultivator behind the scenes.”
The Holy Infant Fruit in the yard is not a complete plant, but only a part of the daughter plant separated from the mother plant. The evil cultivator behind the throwing out of the daughter plant can possess it when it is about to mature and observe and sense the surrounding situation.
Lu Xuan had long wanted to fish him out together with the mother plant of the Holy Infant Fruit, and decided to wait for a while, and after the Void Nightmare Eyes were refined more proficiently, he would come to the yard from time to time to take a look, and in turn monitor the evil cultivators behind the scenes.
After cultivating the Holy Infant Fruit, Lu Xuan came to the Blood Evil Flower.
A hollow blood ball grows on a dark red slender stem.
The blood cells seemed to be woven from countless tiny blood vessels. They had not received fresh blood for a long time, and the tiny blood vessels seemed to have shrunk a lot compared to before.
The spiritual consciousness penetrated into the blood cell, and the boundless sea of blood inside was no longer as powerful as before. It was as calm as a mirror, with only a scarlet flower budding in the middle.
Lu Xuan quickly took out the dragon essence and blood from the storage bag and poured it on the surface of the blood cell.
The tiny blood vessels suddenly became alive, sucking the dragon’s essence and blood to their heart’s content, and suddenly became alive.
The deathly sea of blood inside was rippled again, and the blood waves were getting bigger and more turbulent. The scarlet flower in the middle slowly unfolded its buds.
After feeding the blood evil flower well, Lu Xuan took out the Yishou flat peach and blood spirit palm ginseng from the gluttonous insect sac and transplanted them in the small courtyard.
The gluttonous insect bag is two levels higher than the raw bag, and has a stronger effect on maintaining the vitality of spiritual plants. In just a few days, it has no effect on the two spiritual plants.
Although the Longevity Flat Peach was formerly the Fifth-grade Longevity Flat Peach, after the mutation, Lu Xuan did not dare to plant it in the sect and had to keep it in the underworld courtyard of Jianmen Town.
So far, there are a total of four kinds of evil spiritual plants in the small courtyard, three of which are fifth-grade spiritual plants, and the worst one is the fourth-grade blood spirit palm ginseng.
“Fortunately, I got enough blood essence from the Qianlong Lake for the physical examination of those dragons, otherwise I really wouldn’t be able to deal with these two vampire spiritual plants.”
Lu Xuan looked at the gently swaying hollow blood balls and the pale red palms crawling around restlessly in the yard, and sighed secretly.
After taking good care of and cultivating these four underworld spiritual plants, Lu Xuan was eager to return to the sect, and he drove the fat bird to the outside of the sect’s guardian formation in an instant.
Passing through the Zhou Tianxing Sword Fighting Formation, a strong and pure spiritual energy hit his face.
“It’s better to be a sect.”
Lu Xuan sighed with emotion. When he was on Kongming Island, even though it was just a fish pond, he was still a little worried. After returning to the sect, he felt relieved.
He was thinking about the many spiritual plants in the cave that he had not seen in three years. Therefore, he did not rush to hand over the task, but returned to the cave as soon as possible.
When the formation was opened, the thick white mist dissipated, and a familiar scene appeared before his eyes.
Lu Xuan’s figure passed by and came to the spiritual field. Looking around, there was a slight white light flickering everywhere.
Groups of light are scattered all over the mountain!
(End of chapter)