Chapter 921 Jian Zong and his party
Time flies by, and in the blink of an eye, there is only one month left until the start date of the All Souls Conference.
Lu Xuan still stayed in the cave, cultivating spiritual plants calmly.
Liyang Daozong is not very far from Tianxing Cave. It can be reached in less than half a day, and it is easy and convenient to get there.
In the Sword Grass Spiritual Field, ten Thousand Thunder Sword Grass plants have successfully condensed sword grass spiritual seeds, with an astonishing 100% success rate.
Lu Xuan carefully took out the small sword spirit seeds surrounded by silvery white lightning from the sword grass and put them into the gluttonous sac.
Ten Thousand Thunder Sword Grasses condensed a total of thirty-six Sword Grass Spirit Seeds, and the output increased by six compared to the last time.
He was very satisfied.
“In the future, Thousand Thunder Sword Grass can be planted stably in batches.”
“Unfortunately, if you want to improve the fourth-grade Thousand Thunder Sword Grass into a fifth-grade sword grass, it will be as difficult as climbing to the sky.”
“It is difficult to do without the long-term impact of special rare objects or treasures.”
Although he has the Dongxuan Sword Stele and the Yangxuan Sword Sheath of unknown origin in his hand, it is not that easy to improve the fifth-grade sword grass spirit seed. It also requires a sword pond treasure land similar to that of the Tianjian Sect.
“I don’t know when or what month I will have the opportunity to improve the fifth-grade sword grass spirit seed.”
Lu Xuan said to himself that he has a special preference for sword grass spiritual plants.
When I was still a qi-training monk, a sword grass that I accidentally cultivated attracted the attention of Shen Ye, the senior executive of the sword hall, and others, so I acquired a lot of rare sword grass.
In addition, the rewards of the light clusters released after the sword grass matures are also extremely generous.
In a sense, Jiancao also represents the unforgettable time he spent slowly building up strength in the Tianjian Sect.
He stopped in the Sword Grass Spiritual Field, recalling the past years, with a gentle smile on his face.
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Liyang Daozong.
At the gate of Qianzhang Mountain, clouds and mist are lingering, cranes are soaring, and it looks like an immortal family.
Hundreds of miles away from the mountain gate, high in the sky, a huge space crack quietly emerged, and a flying boat shaped like a giant sword passed directly through the crack and was revealed.
On the flying boat, there were five sword cultivators with extraordinary temperament. The leader was a middle-aged monk with a deep aura, as deep as the abyss and the sea. He carried two silver-white swords on his back. The sword energy was vertical and horizontal. There were two silver-white swords surrounding him. It was the double swords. The sword spirit that was born.
The middle-aged monk is the Huanzhen Sword Master of the Dongxuan Sword Sect and a late-stage Yuanying practitioner. This time he was invited by the Liyang Dao Sect to attend the All Souls Conference.
Behind him, four sword cultivators stood respectfully.
The first young man has a sword shadow behind him. His name is Mo Yuanfeng. He is the true sword of the Dongxuan Sword Sect and has the early stage of Nascent Soul.
The other three are all core disciples of the Sword Sect, two of them are in the late stage of pill formation and one is in the middle stage of pill formation.
If Lu Xuan were present, he would definitely be surprised.
The sword cultivator in the middle stage of Danjie was handsome in appearance, with black and white pupils. He was Ge Pu, whom he had a close friendship with when he was in the Tianjian Sect.
“Finally arrived at Liyang Realm.”
Wan Zhong, who was standing behind Feizhou, had a look of excitement on his face.
Since the Dongxuan Sword Sect and Liyang Dao Sect are thousands of miles apart, separated by ten realms, just in case, and to express respect for Liyang Dao Sect, Huan Zhen Sword Master decided to come in advance.
Fortunately, the journey was smooth and we arrived near Liyang Daozong smoothly.
“Huh? There is a group of monks over there who don’t know where they come from.”
Wan Zhong looked at the distant place, more than ten miles away. High in the sky, a huge lotus flower was rushing towards the mountain gate of Liyang Daozong.
There are several monks in the center of the lotus. Their bodies are covered with Buddha light, and there are faint Sanskrit sounds ringing deep in their hearts.
Seemingly noticing Wan Zhong's prying eyes, a tall monk with Nascent Soul realm made a Buddhist name and nodded towards the giant sword flying boat.
"This is an eminent monk from Xuankong Temple. The leader is Master Kong Hui. He is in the late stage of Nascent Soul and has a Vajra body. Most magical powers and magic weapons cannot break through his physical defense." Mo Yuanfeng turned to Ge Pu and others behind him. Brief introduction.
“Xuankong Temple is said to be located in an extremely secluded Little Thousand Buddha Kingdom. I didn’t expect to see the eminent monks from the temple here.”
Wan Zhong said softly with some excitement.
“Junior Brother Wan, Junior Brother Ge, and Junior Brother Zhou, on behalf of Dongxuan Sword Sect, come to Liyang Dao Sect to participate in the Wanling Conference. Remember to be careful and don’t tarnish the reputation of Sword Sect.”
"But don't be timid. If there are monks with ulterior motives and malicious provocations, take action when it's time to do so."
Mo Yuanfeng ordered with a solemn expression.
“Yes! Senior Brother Mo!”
The three of them nodded in unison.
Mo Yuanfeng is the true swordsman of the Dongxuan Sword Sect. He is one of the most outstanding swordsmen among the younger generation. He has reached the early stage of Nascent Soul, has superb swordsmanship and is deeply admired by everyone.
His status is not lower than that of some elders within the Sword Sect, but because he is still the Jianzi of the Sword Sect, he is still treated as a senior brother.
“Senior Brother Mo, I have always been kind to others, and I will not fight against others easily.”
It was obvious that Wan Zhong had the most out-of-the-box personality among the three, and he said to Mo Yuanfeng with a playful smile.
“However, Junior Brother Zhou’s murderous intention may not necessarily be the same as mine.”
Wan Zhong turned to look at a young man with a stern expression beside him.
There is a slender sword mark in the middle of the young man's forehead, and there is a faint evil aura escaping from the sword mark.
Hearing what Wan Zhong said, the young man named Zhou Chao was unmoved and looked ahead with indifferent eyes.
“Senior Brother Mo, I will strictly abide by your words.”
“I just returned to the Yunxu Realm many years later. When the Tianjian Sect moved, many brothers passed through the teleportation formation and entered the Liyang Realm.”
“After arriving at Liyang Daozong, in the month before the All Souls Conference is held, I want to ask around to see if I can find any trace of my old friend.”
Ge Pu said in a deep voice.
The reason why he came to participate in the All Souls Conference was not only because he was extremely talented and highly valued by the sect, but also had a lot to do with being a disciple of the Tianjian Sect.
When the Tianjian Sect migrated back to the Dongxuan Sword Sect, since there were only three Yuanying True Lords in the group, and they were all in the early stage of Yuanying, there were only a few disciples who could completely protect them in the void, so they could only move most of them. Most of the disciples were sent to Zhongzhou to stay away from the Eastern Wasteland where demons invaded.
Coming here this time, if you find a former fellow sect, and if your talent and cultivation are recognized, you can return to the Dongxuan Sword Sect under the protection of the Huanzhen Sword Master.
It can be regarded as making up for a little regret at the beginning.
“Junior brother Ge Pu, this time when I return to your previous training place, you have to take me to see the customs and customs of Yunxu Territory.”
Wan Zhong said with a smile.
“Senior brother, when I entered the Dongxuan Sword Sect, I had just broken through to the realm of pill formation not long ago, so I only know Donghuang relatively well. If senior brother wants to find a companion, we can go shopping together in Zhongzhou.”
Ge Pu said helplessly.
“Then take a trip to Donghuang?”
Thousands of sudden whims.
“It won’t work.”
Ge Pu shook his head.
“Why?”
“Eastern Wasteland has been invaded by demons from outside the territory.”
…”
Wan Zhong touched his nose and chuckled.
(End of this chapter)