I Practice Farming While the Rest Cultivates

Hearing this distant yet familiar name, Ge Pu couldn't help but feel dazed, and all the past events surfaced in his mind.

"Yunxu Territory... Tianjian Sect's true teachings... Unknowingly, it has been more than fifty years since I returned to Dongxuan Sword Sect."

"I don't know how those brothers who couldn't migrate here together due to limited abilities are doing now."

His mood fluctuated.

Under the protection of several Yuanying Zhenjun of Tianjian Sect, he was brought back to Dongxuan Sword Sect as the first true teaching and had just been promoted to Jindan.

With his own talent and hard work, he practiced to the middle stage of Jindan and became a core disciple in the Sword Sect.

Although his status and position were very different from those in Tianjian Sect, he had already gotten used to it, but occasionally thought of the time in Tianjian Sect.

Among them, Lu Xuan's figure often appeared.

He calmed down and said to the young man respectfully:

"Reporting to my senior brother, I am indeed from the East Wilderness of Yunxu Territory."

"At that time, the entire East Wilderness was attacked by countless demons, and countless people were killed and injured. There was even more than one Yuanying Zhenjun who died. Several Zhenjuns in the sect had no choice but to escort some core personnel to the Dongxuan Realm and return to the Sword Sect."

Ge Pu briefly described.

"I have heard about the invasion of demons."

"Right now, there is another matter for you."

"In the Liyang Realm among the seven realms of Zhongzhou in Yunxu Territory, there is a Liyang Dao Sect with strong strength. A Ten Thousand Spirits Conference will be held in a while, and the Sword Sect is also invited."

"The group going to the conference will be led by Huanzhen Sword Master, and will also lead some Sword Sect disciples to go together."

"You have been out of Yunxu Territory for so many years. I wonder if you are interested in going back to take a look?"

The young man asked gently.

"I am willing to go with the Sword Master, senior brother and others."

Ge Pu nodded without hesitation.

The young man in front of him was named Mo Yuanfeng, a true disciple of the Dongxuan Sword Sect. He was at the early stage of the Nascent Soul Realm, with unlimited prospects, and his strength was not even lower than that of some of the outer sect elders of the Sword Sect.

As for the Huanzhen Sword Master he mentioned, he was a late Nascent Soul cultivator, whose strength was at the forefront of the entire Dongxuan Sword Sect. At the same time, he was proficient in many sword-related strange and erotic techniques, and had developed many magical high-level sword symbols, and had a transcendent status in the Sword Sect.

"Okay, the conference will be held in about a year. I will notify you then. Just pay attention to the time."

Mo Yuanfeng nodded and said.

Ge Pu expressed his gratitude and then left. His steps gave people a feeling of increasing ease when he walked.

Inside the thousand-foot giant sword, there was a middle-aged swordsman standing quietly.

The middle-aged man carried two silver-white swords on his back, and the handles of the two swords were shaped like dragon heads. There were two silver-white silk threads surrounding him.

The silk threads were like two silver-white dragons, flying with infinite and fierce sword intent, and murderous intent soaring to the sky.

A dark talisman was floating in front of him. The talisman was shaped like a sword tip, with dark light flowing on the surface. When he carefully sensed it, there was an infinite amount of faint black sword energy flowing inside the talisman.

Countless sword energies gathered together, and the sword intent was surging, as if it was about to pour out of the talisman. A faint yin energy lingered, giving people a strange feeling of both coldness and sharpness.

"A sword talisman that contains a lot of yin energy, and it is also of the fifth grade, is a bit interesting."

The middle-aged man's name is Jian Huanzhen, one of the sword masters of the Dongxuan Sword Sect, and he is proficient in various sword talismans.

But this dark sword talisman in front of him is the first time he has seen it.

The sword talisman was obtained by a good friend of his from a secret realm in the Yunxu Domain. He felt it was novel, so he personally sent it to him after returning and asked him to study it carefully.

"I don't know if this sword talisman was obtained by chance, or it can be drawn in large quantities."

"If it is the latter, then it is amazing."

He has a strong interest in the cultivator behind the drawing of this fifth-grade sword talisman.

After learning that the Liyang Dao Sect in Zhongzhou, Yunxu Territory, was about to hold the Ten Thousand Spirits Conference, he agreed and planned to search for traces of such sword symbols.

"Observe it again and try to draw it."

The middle-aged man whispered, his mind sinking into the dark sword symbol.

Lu Xuan, who was far away in the Leihuo Star Cave in Liyang Territory, naturally didn't know all this that was closely related to him.

After carefully cultivating many spiritual plants in the spiritual field, he decided to go to Fengyuan Star Cave.

"It's been a while since I went there. There should be evil spiritual plants in the spiritual field in the underworld that are fully mature."

Lu Xuan sighed secretly.

He asked the grass puppet to take good care of the cave, and after a little preparation, he flew to Fengyuan Star Cave.

After entering Fengyuan Star Cave, he concealed his breath and hid his figure, and soon entered the fifth floor.

When he came to the outside of the cave, he could sense the breath of the incarnation Ling Gu from a distance.

Ling Gu was naturally the same, and he had been waiting at the door with the flesh spirit god.

When the big meatball saw Lu Xuan, he jumped over.

"Don't rub blood on my robe."

Lu Xuan stretched out his crystal-clear jade palm to prevent the flesh spirit god's fur with a little blood stain from touching his robe.

The big meatball didn't care about his behavior at all, jumping back and forth, just wanting to get close to Lu Xuan.

"What about the Thousand-Handed Little Demon? Is it under control?"

Lu Xuan asked.

The flesh spirit god immediately rolled forward and nodded.

"No problem at all, very honest."

It turned into a bloody light and rushed into the cave, bringing the Thousand-Handed Demon out.

Compared with the last time, the Thousand-Handed Demon did not show any obvious changes. The moment it saw Lu Xuan, hundreds of arms behind it suddenly stretched out, trying to attack Lu Xuan.

A piece of bloody light swept past, and the arms immediately became shriveled, leaving only the last part that quickly returned to its original position.

"Roar!"

The Thousand-Handed Demon roared, seemingly angry, but in fact there was deep fear in his voice.

"If you don't listen, you will eat it, right?"

Lu Xuan was very satisfied with the way Big Meatball disciplined him, and smiled as he entered the cave.

He went straight through the many restrictions and came to the underworld spiritual field.

"Sure enough, the three soul worm fungi are fully mature."

Lu Xuan kicked the corpse skin that was attached to him away, and his mind was focused on the soul worm fungi.

The translucent progress bars under the three soul worm fungi were fully filled.

Lu Xuan picked them out one by one and temporarily put them into the gluttonous insect bag, and then his eyes were attracted by three white light balls.

He reached out and gently touched the nearest one.

The light ball shattered silently, turned into a sky full of tiny light points, and instantly condensed into a thin river of light, which sank into Lu Xuan's body.

At the same time, a thought flashed through his mind.

[Harvest a fifth-grade soul worm fungus and obtain a sixth-grade treasure species magic bag. 】

The thought disappeared, and an evil cloth bag appeared in front of Lu Xuan.

The cloth bag was black and red, and the material was made of unknown leather tanning, with a strong bloody smell, as if it had been soaked in countless blood for hundreds of years.

His mind was focused on it, and detailed information about the black and red cloth bag suddenly appeared in Lu Xuan's sea of ​​consciousness.

[The demon bag, a sixth-grade treasure, contains pure demonic aura, and can be placed in the evil demon, which is of great benefit to the growth of the evil demon. 】