Chapter 200 Small is cute
"Yes!"
"My understanding and practice of "Four Seasons Sword Art" is not deep enough, but don't I have the best tool in my hand?"
"Yangxuan sword scabbard can temper the sword energy and increase the power of the sword energy. Then I can completely inject the sword energy corresponding to the Four Seasons Sword Art into the scabbard. After warming and purifying for a short period of time, release it to nourish and stimulate the sword grass .”
"In this way, the sword qi will be raised from being poor to above the average level, but it will take a little more time. However, prepare in advance and stagger the cultivation time."
Looking at the quaint scabbard tightly wrapped around the Red Flame Sword, Lu Xuan thought excitedly.
"Four Seasons Sword Art" has four basic sword qi, and he intends to nourish two sword grasses with each kind of sword qi according to the nature of the sword qi.
The sword energy of the spring rain is continuous and endless, so it is suitable for planting next to a small lake full of aura.
Summer sword qi is violent and manic. You can use the ground attraction technique to build a suitable spiritual field on the magma river that emerges from the branch of the earth fire, and plant two swordgrass spiritual seeds.
As for the two sword qis of autumn wind and winter snow, the former can be planted at the entrance of the Black Wind Cave, while the latter can be planted inside the cave.
Under the nourishment and stimulation of different sword qi, try to provide a similar aura environment for the sword grass spiritual species, so that they can complement each other and grow faster.
In this way, there are only two remaining swordgrass spirit seeds out of ten.
Just when Lu Xuan was hesitating what to do, his eyes glanced at Yang Xuan's scabbard, and he suddenly had a whim.
"Why do we have to stimulate improvement after planting? It is completely possible to induce it in the spiritual seed stage to make it mutate."
"When improving the spirit firefly grass before, after the induction of the spiritual seed stage, the probability of getting a mutated spiritual plant is far greater than the stimulation change of the spiritual plant stage."
"Similarly, induction at the stage of sword grass spirit seed can probably increase the probability of sword grass mutation, but the price is the complete loss of sword grass spirit seed, unlike in the stage of spiritual planting, there is still room for compensation."
"As for how to induce and stimulate the spiritual species... the Yangxuan scabbard in front of me is a ready-made tool."
"Put the sword grass spirit seed into the Yangxuan scabbard, will the scabbard also temper the spirit seed?"
"The Scarlet Flame Sword has been inserted in the scabbard for a long time, and the relevant sword intent remains inside the scabbard. After it is pulled out, this sword intent can be used to stimulate and induce the sword grass spirit seed."
Lu Xuan did what he thought, grabbed the ancient and simple scabbard, and pulled out the Scarlet Flame Sword forcefully.
The flaming red sword was pulled out bit by bit, and a faint fire mist seeped out from the cracks in the sword body and scabbard. When it was finally pulled out completely, there were still a few drops of flaming red liquid on the tip of the sword.
The scabbard trembled slightly, trying to adapt to the state after the red flame sword was pulled away.
"The Scarlet Flame Sword has been inserted in the scabbard for a while this time, and the traces left inside the scabbard are a bit heavy."
Lu Xuan's spiritual sense penetrated into the inner wall of the scabbard, and noticed that it was filled with rich fire-type spiritual energy, which was strong and hot.
He grabbed a slender sword-like spiritual seed, and inserted it into the crack of Yangxuan's scabbard.
Perhaps it was because the Chiyan Sword expanded the scabbard, and the sword grass spirit seed slid into the scabbard.
The scabbard, which is not suitable for the insertion of the sword weapon, wanted to refuse, but before he felt anything, the spirit seed had already entered it.
Yangxuan's scabbard, which was trembling slightly, calmed down in an instant, stopped vertically in the low air and trembled, as if provoking Lu Xuan.
"That's it?"
"Uh... small is cute too."
Lu Xuan said something perfunctory, looked at the arrogant and simple scabbard in front of him, and decided to get a giant sword next time, and let the Yangxuan scabbard taste the feeling of being cracked.
His spiritual sense entered the inside of the scabbard, and felt that the sword grass spirit seed was quietly floating in it, and there was a faint fire-type spiritual energy lingering around it, slowly nourishing the spirit seed.
"The remaining two spiritual seeds, one is tempered with the sword intent left by the Chiyan sword, plus the Yangxuan scabbard, and the other is induced with the Xunlei sword pill from Dantian and the scabbard.
In this way, the possibility of mutation is higher, but once it fails, it will be reduced to a waste seed and has to be discarded. "
Lu Xuan thought to himself.
In the next few days, he planted eight swordgrass spirit seeds in different parts of the mountain, and occasionally checked the spirit seeds that had been left in the scabbard.
Of course, a lot of spiritual power is still spent every day, and time is spent on cultivating other spiritual plants.
The days are simple and plentiful, but as long as the thought of Lingzhi matures, he will be able to receive various rewards from the light group, the busy Lu Xuan has some hope in his heart.
This day, when he was nurturing spiritual plants carefully, there was a crisp cry from the foot of the mountain.
The direction of the chirping sound is the grass nest built by the grass puppet to facilitate the hatching of the young falcon's eggs.
"Could it be that the Lihuo dragon eggs are about to hatch?"
This thought flashed in Lu Xuan's mind, his figure flitted across the forest like floating light, and after a few moments, he came to the grass nest where the falcon chicks were hatching their eggs.
When Feng Falcon saw Lu Xuan appear, it was in a tense state and quickly relaxed.
Under its round belly, on the light red eggshell, there are more and more dense patterns, forming various fiery red patterns.
Cracking sounds as thin as mosquitoes came one after another, Lu Xuan looked intently, and cracks gradually spread on the fine lines.
The sound is getting louder and more frequent, and there are more and more cracks on the eggshell.
"ang~"
With the sound of a childish dragon's roar, the eggshell shattered, leaving only fragments on the ground.
A fiery red young flood dragon appeared.
Young Jiao is about a foot and a half long, wet all over, with tiny reddish scales on the back and sides of the body, eyes half-opened, observing the surroundings ignorantly.
After sensing that there was nothing unusual, the young Jiao bit the fiery red eggshell fragments on the ground.
Pieces of fragments were sent into the abdomen, and as more and more eggshell fragments were swallowed, the aura of the young dragon's body continued to rise, and as the mucus that came out of the body gradually volatilized, the young dragon's demeanor was slowly revealed.
Lu Xuan's mind was concentrated on Xiaojiao, and a thought flashed through his mind.
【Lihuo Jiao, in its infancy, feeds on monster meat and spiritual fruits, and has the potential to grow into a third-rank dragon. 】
【The physical body is strong, and as the strength grows, it can automatically comprehend low-level fire spells. 】
"Third-grade spirit beast, this is the first time to raise such a high-grade beast. When it breaks through, it is estimated that it can get more light clusters."
At the beginning, the red-bearded carp was raised without rank, then the iron claw crab of the first rank, the different species of stepping cloud lynx, the wind falcon of the second rank, and then the Lihuo Jiao of the third rank.
Although the level of spirit beasts does not rise as quickly as Lingzhi, it can barely keep up with Lu Xuan's progress in cultivation.
Just as he was thinking, the young Jiao ate faster and faster, swallowing all the fragments of the huge eggshell into his belly.
It let out a baby-like cry, and slowly squirmed under the chubby belly of the juvenile falcon beside it.
Eyes closed, leaning on the soft belly with a contented expression.
"...This Feng Falcon is still a minor, so he is regarded as a mother by this young dragon?"
Lu Xuan couldn't help but sighed while holding his forehead.
Short is also very cute→_→
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