Chapter 1025 Spirit Brewer’s Meeting
After Chen Jing left, Jianfeng monks came to visit one after another.
Among them were several spiritual plant masters like Shang Xiuyuan and Guo Shan, as well as powerful inner disciples like Chen Jing, and even Yuanyue Yuanrong, Jin Zaiqian and other Nascent Soul Masters also came here specially. Explaining the importance of the Jianfeng Competition to him, his words were full of expectations for Lu Xuan.
Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it is only two months before the official start of the competition.
"Sword Master, why are you here?"
Lu Xuan had just returned from the old sword dragon's place. He saw two silver-white sword lights that looked like dragons flying in the distance. He was excited in his heart and arrived at the gate of the cave in an instant.
"Come here and tell my nephew about the competition."
Huanzhen Sword Master said in a pleasant manner, completely unable to recognize the posture of the master of the first peak of Dongxuan Sword Sect.
Lu Xuan nodded heavily and respectfully welcomed the True Sword Master into the cave.
"Recently, there should be many Jianfeng monks who have come to bother you, nephew, right?"
Jian Huanzhen asked calmly.
"My uncle and some brothers came to my nephew's cave and told me a lot about the Sword Peak Competition."
Lu Xuan did not dare to hide anything and spoke truthfully.
"Well, I guess so."
"However, my nephew, please don't feel pressured by this. Just treat it with a normal attitude."
"The Thousand Thunder Sword Grass and Xiaodongxuan Sword Gourd that you presented earlier have already made a significant contribution to Huanzhen Sword Peak. In the following competitions, if you use them casually, you can achieve better results than before."
Jian Huazhen smiled.
"Uncle, don't worry. My nephew will do his best to make as much contribution to Jianfeng as possible."
Lu Xuan immediately expressed his stance.
"Performing well in the Jianfeng Competition will bring no harm to you, my nephew."
"You will gain a higher status as a result, especially among fellow sects who are good at spiritual planting, making talismans, etc."
"In addition, if your ranking rises, you, my nephew, will also benefit a lot from the tilted training resources."
"This time, everyone at Jianfeng is really working hard, and they are all eager to prove Jianfeng's strength in front of all their fellow disciples."
"It also coincides with the significant increase in achievements and the appearance of my nephew, which greatly increases the possibility of turning over."
"mutual encouragement."
The real sword master said a few words of encouragement, then said goodbye and left.
Two months passed in the blink of an eye, and the Jianfeng Competition officially began.
Lu Xuan followed the monks from Huanzhen Sword Peak and entered the Sword Palace.
In a wide square, three huge arenas with a radius of several hundred feet rose from the ground. There were countless formations on the ground and edges of the arena, which showed that they were extremely solid.
The monks in the nine sword peaks are divided into nine areas, led by each sword master, each with a cold expression and a serious expression, and each area is filled with a chilling atmosphere.
Lu Xuan stood at the forefront of the monks with a solemn expression.
The entire area has the Huanzhen Sword Master as an arrow, and several Nascent Soul Lords stand side by side. Lu Xuan stands with a dozen of the most powerful inner disciples, and it is obvious that he has a high status in the Huanzhen Sword Peak.
Suddenly, the sound of swords resounded through the sky, and a giant sword with a thousand-foot-long sword landed in front of the square with waves of sword roars.
There are countless large characters flying on the giant sword, among which the rankings of the major sword peaks are particularly eye-catching, as if they are engraved in the depths of everyone's consciousness.
"First, rush to Xujian Peak!"
"Second, Baigong Sword Peak!"
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"Eighth, Zixiao Sword Peak."
"Ninth, the real sword peak."
The monks at Huanzhen Sword Peak looked at the giant sword not far away, staring at the large flowing characters on it, with fighting spirit burning like a blazing flame deep in their eyes.
"This time, Huazhen Jianfeng will definitely be able to prove himself!"
Similar thoughts emerged in everyone's heart.
As his thoughts flashed, hundreds of figures flew out from the depths of the Sword Palace, led by a middle-aged man wearing a Taoist robe, whose aura was as deep as the sea, giving Lu Xuan the feeling of looking up from a high mountain.
"Could it be that he has the power to transform into gods?"
Lu Xuan was shocked and did not dare to look directly at the other party.
"We welcome all fellow Sword Peak students to participate in this competition. The rules are the same as those in previous competitions. I hope that all major Sword Peaks can achieve their desired results."
The rich voice of the leading middle-aged monk rang in everyone's hearts. After saying that, his figure disappeared directly into the giant sword, as if monitoring every move of all the Sword Sect monks through the giant sword. "I will be the host of the next competition. I hope that all my fellow disciples will not use some dirty tricks to avoid embarrassing each other."
An old man with an indifferent expression floated out from the crowd at the back and said coldly.
Several Nascent Soul Lords flew to the top of the ring, each holding an exquisite array disk in their hands.
"These are the judges for the battle in the Alchemy Disciple Arena."
Lu Xuan sighed in his heart.
He had already handed in his relevant information on spiritual planting, spiritual brewing and talisman making two months ago.
Of course, they will definitely not tell the whole story. The alchemy, weapon refining, and formation methods have not been exposed. The spiritual brew and talisman making have been concealed, not to mention the spiritual plants. There are all seventh-grade spiritual plant cultivation methods, and there are several high-level methods. He buries Lingzhi's method of condensing seeds deeply in his heart.
But even so, the part he showed can completely surpass other spiritual planters.
Among them, the Lingbian competition was scheduled for tomorrow. Lu Xuan did not need to make any other preparations. He simply stayed in the square and watched the fellow disciples from the nine sword peaks compete with each other.
On the three arenas, swordsmanship, magical powers, magic weapons, secret techniques, and talismans were flying all over the sky, and there were various visions.
Lu Xuan, who was watching the battle below, was dazzled.
"As expected of a disciple of the Dongxuan Sword Sect, each of them has gone through countless overt and covert fights before they can reach the ring."
Lu Xuan couldn't help but sigh. Among the magical powers he practiced, swordsmanship and thunder were the most powerful. The rest had to rely on the power of magic weapons.
After watching the fight for a long time, Lu Xuan returned to the cave to rest under Yuan Rong's advice.
The next day, the spiritual brewing competition officially began.
Lu Xuan came to the designated place in the Sword Palace full of fighting spirit.
In a majestic palace, a large number of spiritual brewing materials are placed in the hall.
Many Danjie disciples are slowly patrolling, and there are three Nascent Soul Lords sitting in the center of the hall.
The three of them are all judges for this spirit brewing competition. They belong to the Sword Palace. They are either proficient in brewing spirit brewing, or have extremely rich experience in tasting spirit brewing and have unique vision.
"Master nephew Lu Xuan has met three master uncles."
Lu Xuanggong bowed respectfully.
"Lu Xuan? Is this really a new inner disciple that Jianfeng has acquired in recent years?"
A young man with a somewhat proud expression raised his eyebrows and asked doubtfully.
"It's the junior."
Lu Xuan answered quickly.
"It turns out to be Senior Nephew Lu! When I saw him today, he turned out to be outstanding in style and well-deserved for his reputation."
A gentle female cultivator in the early stage of Nascent Soul said softly.
"I heard that my nephew has opened a shop in Jianyuan City, which sells several high-end spiritual brews. It is very popular in Jianzong and the supply exceeds the demand."
The female cultivator said softly.
"Indeed, especially the real sword liquid, even in the sword sect, it is almost lost. I didn't expect that I would have the opportunity to taste it often now."
An elegant middle-aged man looked at Lu Xuan with admiration in his eyes.
"It turns out that the real sword liquid in Jianyuan City was made by nephew Lu."
First, the young Nascent Soul monk adjusted his posture and looked at Lu Xuan carefully.
"In my opinion, even the two senior brothers are far inferior to nephew Lu in brewing spiritual brew."
"Qi admits this, at least I can't brew the True Sword Liquid."
The elegant monk said with a smile.
"There is no need to doubt the level of my nephew's spirit brewing, but I still have to go through the cutscenes."
The young man paused and said slowly.
The dozen or so spirit brewers below who had already come over all lowered their heads and cursed in their hearts:
"What about the promised spiritual brewing competition? What's the point of going through the motions?"
"Did I go to the wrong place? Is this the meeting of the spiritual brewing masters?"
"You don't take our Eight Sword Peaks spiritual brew masters seriously!"
"Although this is true..."
Everyone secretly added in their hearts.
(End of chapter)