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Chapter 1242 Bad news

"Junior Brother Lu, these two true brothers have extraordinary origins. Senior Brother He is said to have a piece of immortal bone in his body. He is strong in strength. Breaking through the realm is as simple as drinking water."

"Senior Brother Zhu is a descendant of a god-transforming ancestor in the sect. He is talented and can detect subtle differences between various spiritual ores. He has a very high success rate in refining weapons. He is also good at raising the spirituality of high-level magic weapons. He has many magic weapons in his hands."

"You can make friends with two people well, maybe one day you can help you a lot."

Suddenly, the sound of Mo Yuanfeng sounded like a mosquito, and it sounded in Lu Xuan's ears.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Mo, please let me know, please keep it in mind."

Lu Xuan sent a voice to him.

Mo Yuanfeng nodded slightly and continued to introduce the remaining Nascent Soul youths present to Lu Xuan.

Although their identities are not as good as He Qingping and other three, they are also the most outstanding people in the younger generation in the Sword Sect, and each of them has an unlimited future.

Lu Xuan met two or three of them once, and the remaining few people had heard of him refining a new sixth-grade sword grass, and was extremely polite to him in his words and deeds.

"Junior Brother Lu, Bai wants to ask you about your experience in cultivating sword grass, and I would like to ask your junior brother to solve the problem."

Lu Xuan chose a corner to sit down. As soon as he tasted a few spiritual fruits, a handsome young man came over.

"Senior Brother Bai asked, Lu said everything."

Lu Xuan smiled slightly.

The young sword cultivator in front of him is named Bai Chungang, who comes from Chunyang Sword Peak, and he knows the sword skills very well.

During the conversation, Lu Xuan learned that Bai Chungang had planted a seventh-grade sword grass, which had been cultivated for nearly eighty years and was in the late stage of growth.

He was afraid that something would happen, so he came here to communicate with Lu Xuan.

Lu Xuan planted countless high-level sword grasses, and even an eighth-grade sword grass. Although its special ability plays a crucial role, he also found some unique experiences. Occasionally, he would benefit Bai Chungang a lot.

"Thank you, Junior Brother Lu for your advice."

Finally, Bai Chungang said with gratitude.

"Senior Brother Bai is polite and communicate with each other."

Lu Xuan replied with a smile.

"Junior Brother Lu's achievements in sword grass were beyond my expectations."

"However, my senior brother is confused about something. I am willing to devote my whole life to cultivating spiritual plants?"

Bai Chungang asked curiously.

"There is no way, I am so obsessed with all kinds of rare spiritual plants, and I would even rather put my practice next."

Lu Xuan shook his head with a wry smile.

"There is a saying that senior brother doesn't know whether to say it or not."

Bai Chungang pondered for a while and continued, "Spiritual plants are ultimately the path, and practice is the foundation of our cultivators."

"I'm not hiding my senior brother, Lu is already satisfied if he can break through to the Nascent Soul realm by chance and dare not ask for too much."

"Let's practice go forward and see step by step, and let it go."

Lu Xuan said sincerely.

"Everyone has their own ambitions, I hope Junior Brother Lu can think about his future path."

"I'll think about it."

Lu Xuan replied pretending to.

He knew that the other party was out of good intentions, but who made him have the special existence of light balls?

Can you harvest all kinds of magical treasures from it, and do you practice without farming?

After all, the two of them had just met for a while, and it was rare for Bai Chungang to remind him. He heard Lu Xuan's response, so he did not talk too much.

After the gathering was over, Lu Xuan returned to the cave and went straight into the spiritual field.

"Three hundred years of practice are approaching the late stage of the Nascent Soul..."

"If I increase the yield of Yuan Lingguan, I can do it too."

Lu Xuan raised his mouth and tiny sword energy surged out of his fingertips, which whistled into many sword grasses.

Before I knew it, a year passed.

Lu Xuan was still in the cave and cultivated spiritual plants with peace of mind. The troubles in the outside world had nothing to do with him.

During this period, no major incident happened in the Sword Sect or the cultivation world, and the occasional interesting news did not arouse Lu Xuan's great interest.

On this day, he practiced the magical powers of the universe in his sleeves in his portable space and returned to the cave.

As soon as it appeared in the spiritual field, the sharp voice of the white ape sounded outside.

"Master, Senior Ge Pu is here!"

Lu Xuan flashed and immediately appeared at the entrance of the cave. But when he saw Ge Pu's expression on his face, he couldn't help but be stunned.

Ge Pu, who used to be as gentle as jade, had a very bad face, and even had a bit of sadness in his eyes that was difficult to dissolve.

"Senior Brother Ge, what's wrong?"

Lu Xuan asked with concern.

"Junior Brother Huo's soul lamp... is out!"

Ge Pu breathed a long sigh and said with a serious expression.

"How is that possible?"

Lu Xuan asked subconsciously, his tone full of disbelief.

"This is indeed the case."

"Junior Brother Huo has been out for more than ten years this time, so I asked the senior brother who is on duty to pay attention to me."

"Just just learned from a senior brother that Junior Brother Huo's soul lamp has been extinguished."

Ge Pu sighed.

After Huo Lin'er had not returned for a long time, the two of them had bad ideas in their minds, but they didn't know the specific whereabouts and details of Huo Lin'er, so they could only wait in the Sword Sect.

But unexpectedly, what was waiting for was such bad news.

Lu Xuan brushed his robe with a solemn expression. He faced the sea of ​​sword energy and bowed deeply three times.

All the past appeared in his mind.

The two met in the Tianjian Sect and returned to the other tribe with Huo Lin'er to observe the spiritual plants. Huo Lin'er helped him solve the evil cultivator who used the Holy Infant Fruit as bait and came to the reunion of Dongxuan Sword Sect.

"Senior Brother Huo, go all the way."

"Oh, Junior Brother Huo is really too eager to achieve success."

"After the journey of cultivation, you should not be impatient or impatient, and slowly plan it. Although you have obtained a lot of treasures from those secret realms, as long as you fail once, the price you pay will be difficult to accept."

Ge Pu sighed aside.

Lu Xuan nodded silently.

After Huo Lin'er returned to the Sword Sect, her practice was not smooth, and she had not even broken through to the realm of elixir when she came back.

The gap between his former classmates' cultivation level was getting bigger and bigger, which made him, who was once a pride in heaven, unable to accept it. After suddenly forming a pill with the help of Lu Xuan, he was keen to go out to explore the secret realm and get a lot of treasures from it.

But when you walk by the river often, you can't help but not get wet. Exploring the secret realm is no better than farming in the sect. You have to face countless hostile cultivators, monsters, evil spirits, and even disciples of the Sword Sect, you can't guarantee that you can escape unscathed every time.

"Senior Brother Ge knows the specific situation of Senior Brother Huo's death?"

Lu Xuan calmed down and asked with a calm expression.

"I don't know yet, but I will go and inquire carefully to see if I can get some information from the other disciples."

Ge Pu shook his head and said.

"Okay, then I'll trouble Senior Brother Ge. If you have any questions, just talk."

"If you learn about the opponent who killed Senior Brother Huo, remember to come and notify me."

Lu Xuan placed a wooden table in the courtyard, and there was Xinyan Wine, which Huo Liner usually loved, and said in a deep voice.

Although he is low-key and cautious in his actions, Huo Lin'er has a deep friendship with him. After receiving the news of his death, he kept anger in his heart and needed to vent it.
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