High in the sky, mountains and rivers swept rapidly under Lu Xuan's feet.

He was sitting on a giant black eagle.

The giant eagle's body is three or four zhang long, its wings spread out more than ten zhang, and its wings have deep black feathers like sword blades, and it is extremely fast.

The second-grade demon beast Iron Feather Eagle, raised by the Wang family, Lu Xuan once saw a third-grade Iron Feather Eagle in the bazaar, which was more than twice as large as this one.

The Iron Feather Eagle was surrounded by an aura shield that blocked the bayonet-like wind in the air.

The giant eagle flew extremely smoothly, and there was not the slightest jolt on the eagle's back.

Including the two high-level Qi cultivators of the Wang family, there were nearly twenty people sitting on the back of the eagle.

"Lu Daoyou, I didn't expect to meet you here."

An honest-looking monk slowly moved to Lu Xuan's side.

"He Dao is friendly." Lu Xuan said with a smile.

The monk's name is He Ping, the spiritual planter, Lu Xuan once met in the Baicao Hall, and it is said that he was related to the Zhuji Dan Master and managed a medicine garden for the Baicao Hall.

Among the monks who went to the secret realm to help the Wang family deal with the spirit plant this time, there were a total of fifteen spirit planters, and three of them, including Lu Xuan, were closely related to the Hundred Grass Hall.

Lu Xuan observed a little, most of the fifteen spirit planters were intermediate level Qi cultivation, and only one old man had a high-level Qi cultivation level.

At least on the surface.

"I just saw you observing others, I guess Lu Daoyou may not be familiar with the spirit planters present, do you want me to introduce it a little?"

He Ping said with a smile.

"Then it's troublesome for you Daoyou." Lu Xuan just couldn't ask for it.

"These more than ten people have good skills in planting spiritual plants, so they were invited by the Wang family to come."

"The old man who is at the top of the Qi cultivation level belongs to the Wang family."

He Ping introduced them one by one, indeed, as Wang Ruhai said before, most of the more than ten spirit planters had extraordinary backgrounds, and Lu Xuan was a little relieved in his heart.

"Can He Daoyou tell me about the secret realm?" Lu Xuan asked.

"Fellow Daoist friends haven't entered the secret realm yet, right?" A hint of strangeness appeared in He Ping's eyes, and he asked in a surprised tone.

"Honestly, there really isn't."

Lu Xuan said frankly.

"Because my cultivation is ordinary, I am not good at fighting, and I am greedy for life and afraid of death, so I have no idea of entering the secret realm to explore opportunities, and I am dedicated to cultivating spiritual plants."

"Lu Daoyou must have given up these to have the cultivation skills of transcendent people at a young age."

He straightened his face.

"The secret realm, the source is mainly two parts, one is the ancient legacy, which may be able to get a big chance, but it also hides huge risks."

"There is also a kind of ingenious workmanship, formed by chance by chance, and it becomes a world of its own, if it is born not long ago, there are generally a lot of cultivation resources in it, but there are also many demon beasts and evil beasts, opportunities and risks coexist."

"We're going to go in this time for the second one."

He Ping gushed endlessly.

Half a day passed, and the Iron Feather Eagle slowly descended in a valley.

There was already a monk from the Wang family waiting next to him, and he saw the Iron Feather Eagle with his wings folded and walked over with a large piece of demon beast meat.

"This is the edge of the secret realm, and then Li Jianfeng and I will take you to the destination."

The elegant scribe Wang Ruhai said with a smile.

Lu Xuan looked around curiously, the mountains were steep, the forests were towering, and the spiritual sense could feel that it was covered by some unknown spiritual power.

This valley is the stronghold of the royal family, and if other monks want to enter the secret realm, they must find another way to enter.

At Wang Ruhai's signal, a mid-level Qi cultivator walked out and used a magic mirror to open the prohibition outside the secret area, and the aura surged, and a small door that could allow two people to pass through appeared in front of everyone.

Lu Xuan and the other spirit planters followed behind the two of the Wang family and rushed in.

In a trance, Lu Xuan came to a strange space, and it was barren in the eyes, with a few strange-shaped plants growing on the black and red soil, and the sky was dark and gloomy.

"This is the secret outer perimeter, let's speed up and go straight to the destination."

Li Jianfeng, who had been silent, said in a deep voice, and his figure was like an arrow from the string, shooting into the distance.

More than a dozen spirit planters either cast their body spells or urged magic weapons, and followed closely behind.

Lu Xuan also put two swift talismans on his legs, and he was in the middle of the crowd at the back.

Along the way, the barren land gradually came to life, and as he entered the secret realm, Lu Xuan began to find traces of monks.

It's just that after seeing the large number of people on their side, and the team being led by a high-level Qi cultivator, the scattered cultivators who came across the secret outer perimeter were like frightened birds, and left in a hurry.

Half an hour later, Lu Xuan and his entourage came to a strange rocky mountain.

After going around and around the strange rocks, I finally came to my destination.

"This is it."

Wang Ruhai pointed to the mountainside and said.

On the mountainside, there are many black and red strange stone surfaces, and inconspicuous dark red strange grasses grow.

It is two feet long, towering on the surface of the rock wall, the shape is curved, the top is extremely thin, and it grows together densely, like a bunch of strange tentacles.

"Dragon Whisker Grass, Second Grade Spirit Plant, but the Dragon Whisker Grass here has produced some kind of mutation under the influence of the special environment of the secret realm, many dark red long whiskers have a certain degree of aggression, and there is no difference between them and normal Dragon Whisker Grass, but when or after picking, they will suddenly attack the monks."

"The attack strength is not large, it is probably equivalent to a second- or third-level cultivator who practices qi, but because it is mixed in the dragon beard grass after picking, it often damages the normal spirit plant, which is very annoying."

"Moreover, there are also some strange ingredients in the normal dragon beard grass, which are integrated into the plant, and it is difficult to detect the separation, which makes it difficult for the second-grade spirit plant to have the corresponding value."

"Therefore, we need to rely on all spirit planters, with the help of your experience in cultivating spirit plants, to identify the abnormal dragon beard grass, and separate the things inside the normal dragon beard grass, and pick them well and give them to us."

"Here are a hundred spirit stones, as part of the payment in advance, and after you go out of the secret realm, there will be a large number of spirit stones and elixirs to thank you."

"There will be a generous additional reward for the spirit planter who has handled the dragon beard grass the most."

Wang Ruhai took out a large number of spirit stones from the storage bag, divided them into fifteen small piles, and floated them in front of Lu Xuan and the others.

"One hundred spirit stones, the value is between a first-grade magic weapon and a second-grade magic weapon, which is not bad."

Lu Xuan smiled at a hundred spirit stones and put them in the storage bag.

"However, it's not worth putting me at risk, just follow the other spirit planters and touch the fish."

Lu Xuan thought secretly.

Several middle-level Qi cultivators from the Wang family began to set up camps, and among the spirit planters, some people had already walked up to the Dragon Whisker Grass, holding shields and magic weapons, and carefully observing the Dragon Whisker Grass.

A few others gathered together and whispered about how to identify the normal Dragon's Whisker Grass.

Lu Xuan followed behind these people, nodding in agreement from time to time, looking at the several spirit planters who had already penetrated into the territory of the Dragon Whisker Grass, the corners of his mouth twitched.

"One hundred spirit stones, what are you fighting for!"

(End of chapter)