You Practice Immortality, I Farm

Chapter 968 Purchasing Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Milk

It is extremely difficult to collect treasures that can restore the Yun Kong Immortal Vine to normal. Lu Xuan can only wait slowly.

 More than a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

 In the spiritual field, the remaining Thousand Thunder Sword Grass and Xiaodong Xuan Sword Gourd were all successfully planted.

 After Lu Xuan collected the spiritual seeds, he put them one by one into the spiritual soil.

On this day, when he was cultivating spiritual plants in the spiritual field, a familiar soft voice came from outside the cave.

“Nephew Lu, are you in the cave?”

Lu Xuan's beautiful figure immediately appeared in Lu Xuan's mind.

 With a flash of body, he arrived at the entrance of the cave.

“Uncle Yuan, please come in quickly. My nephew is a little too far away to greet me. I hope you can forgive me.”

 He welcomed Yuan Rong into the cave with a smile.

  “It doesn’t matter.”

“How are you doing lately, nephew? As far as I know, you rarely leave the cave in Jianfeng, but is there anything you’re not used to?”

Yuan Rong had an eager smile on his face.

“Thank you, Uncle Yuan, for your concern. Lu is just used to being a loner, and he still has some friendships with many fellow disciples in Jianfeng.”

Lu Xuan said quickly,

"That's good."

“I came here today to ask my nephew, how is the sword talisman and the real sword liquid that I commissioned you to draw so far?”

Yuan Rong asked softly.

“I have used all the materials that Jianfeng gave me not long ago, and I am planning to find you, Uncle Master.”

Lu Xuan said casually.

The Master of the Huanzhen Sword introduced him to Jianfeng. He valued his proficiency in spiritual plants and brewing. He had previously given him a large amount of materials, and the fifth-grade sword talisman, Huanzhen Sword Liquid, etc. he had received were recycled at a suitable price.

“Oh? Did the talisman making and spirit brewing go well?”

Yuanrong had some expectations in his heart.

“It’s not bad, I should be able to give you a report, uncle.”

A smile appeared on Lu Xuan's face. With a flick of his hand, a pile of treasures appeared in front of him.

More than sixty sword talismans, some of which are threatening, or sharp and cold, and more than thirty bottles of silver-gray spiritual liquid, the shimmering light is actually countless subtle sword auras.

“There are sixty-three Xuanyin sword talismans and Zhensha sword talismans in total, and there are thirty bottles of Huanzhen sword liquid!”

“These are the fruits of your time, nephew?”

Yuan Rong’s eyes lit up and he asked in surprise.

“That’s right, I hope I can live up to the expectations of my uncles.”

Lu Xuan nodded slightly.

 The sword talismans and the Huanzhen Sword Liquid he took out were indeed made by his own hands, and they did not use the same treasures found in the light group.

“As expected of the master of talisman making and spiritual brewing specially brought in by the sword master.”

Yuan Rong’s expression was full of admiration.

She herself also tried to draw sword talismans, but her level was average, so she had no choice but to give up and concentrate on practicing.

However, there is a Nascent Soul True Lord in Jian Peak who is proficient in making talismans, Nie Shaoyan, who once had a relationship with Lu Xuan.

 But according to her understanding, even Nie Shaoyan could not successfully draw so many fifth-grade sword talismans using the materials originally provided to Lu Xuan.

Sword talisman is the most lethal among talismans of the same level, and is also the most difficult to draw. Not to mention the Huanzhen Sword Liquid, which was almost lost in the place of origin, Huanzhen Sword Peak.

The sword talismans and sword liquids that Lu Xuan took out not only met the minimum requirements set by Jianfeng, but also exceeded half of them.

“Master Nephew Lu, each fifth-grade sword talisman costs two hundred sword seals, and each bottle of Huanzhen Sword Liquid carries one hundred and seventy sword seals. What do you think?”

Yuan Rong pondered for a moment and asked softly.

 “I’m fine.”

Lu Xuan immediately nodded in agreement. The price Yuan Rong proposed was about 40% lower than what was on the market, but he could understand it.

 After all, the materials for drawing sword talismans and brewing sword liquid are all provided by Huanzhen Jianfeng. If you entrust them normally, the remuneration you will get is far lower than the price proposed by Yuan Rong.

 Hence, he was quite satisfied with the price.

“Sixty-three fifth-grade sword talismans, thirty bottles of real sword liquid, a total of seventeen thousand eight hundred and eighty sword seals, please take a look at it, nephew Lu.”

 A large number of sword seals that looked like hills were delivered to Lu Xuan.

 “No problem.”

Lu Xuan’s spiritual consciousness swept over him and he spoke loudly.

It has been nearly two years since he apparently obtained the materials, but in fact, he has processed them all in just a few months with his superb skills in making talismans and spiritual brews.

Normally speaking, it is quite good for Talisman Masters and Spirit Brewing Masters in the Dan Formation realm to earn thousands of sword seals in two years, but he made two or three times more.

“Well, I even secretly withheld some sword talisman and sword liquid.”

He has absorbed multiple "Sword Talisman Annotations" experience packs and "Huanzhen Sword Liquid" formula experience packs. These two cultivation techniques have reached the level of Dacheng or even Grandmaster, and the success rate is extremely astonishing.

It would be too shocking to take out all the refined sword talisman and sword liquid.

Having already overfulfilled the Jianfeng mission, and because Lu Xuanyan had the habit of plucking hair, he secretly deducted some sword talisman and sword liquid.

“As a talisman-making and spiritual brewing master like me, I should charge more interest.”

He thought shamelessly.

However, even if a small part is taken away, the sword talisman and sword liquid taken out have far exceeded Yuan Rong's expectations.

 The more she looked at Lu Xuan, the more satisfied she became.

“My nephew is willing to continue to help Jianfeng refine the sword talisman and sword liquid? Or at the previous price.”

"It just takes a long time, and it may delay your usual practice, nephew."

"I have no problem. I can do my best for Jianfeng, and the little time I spend is nothing."

Lu Xuan said immediately without any hesitation.

He naturally refused to let go of such an opportunity to easily earn a large number of sword seals.

"Okay, but the Sword Talisman Sword Liquid requires a lot of fifth-grade materials. Jianfeng will need a period of time to collect them. When the amount is enough, I will bring it to you, my nephew."

Yuan Rong said with a smile, and then left with a large amount of sword talisman and sword liquid with satisfaction.

“Nearly eighteen thousand sword seals… it’s more than enough to buy a seventh-grade sword grass spiritual seed.”

“However, we must first solve the seventh-grade spiritual liquid required to restore the Yunkong Immortal Vine.”

 Lu Xuan thought secretly.

 When he went to check the Sword Palace treasure house some time ago, he learned that there was a bottle of seventh-grade ten thousand-year spiritual milk in it. It was extremely rich in vitality and was suitable for warming the withered vines.

However, the Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Milk is a seventh-grade treasure, and he, as a pill-forming disciple, is still not qualified to exchange it even if he has enough sword seals.

 If he continued to wait, the Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Milk would most likely be replaced by the sect's Yuanying True Monarch. To avoid long nights and dreams, Lu Xuan decided to find another way and seek help from the other Yuanying True Monarchs in Jian Peak.

“Well, I can cultivate high-level spiritual plants on your behalf, and Lord Nascent Soul can also help me purchase ten thousand-year spiritual milk.”

Lu Xuan thought very optimistically.

 Immediately, I came to the cave where the true swordsman Mo Yuanfeng was.

“Junior Brother Lu, why are you free to come over to my place today?”

After Mo Yuanfeng received the messenger talisman, he came out with a smile. The shadows of swords behind him were like majestic mountains, majestic and thick.

“I’m sorry to disturb my brother’s practice. Here are a few bottles of green gel and Huanzhen Sword Liquid newly brewed by my brother. I’ll give it to you to try, brother.”

“I came here today because I have something to ask Brother Mo for help.”

Lu Xuan gently put down four bottles of spirit brew in a corner and said enthusiastically.

“Hahaha, four bottles of fifth-grade spiritual brew, it seems to be no ordinary trivial matter.”

Mo Yuanfeng laughed, with a bit of teasing in his eyes.