"This can't be helped!"

The thin old man kept waving his hand and refused, with a firm attitude.

"You are just from a loose cultivation background, your foundation is not stable, and your status is estimated to be average in that kind of big sect, so it's better to keep these treasures to improve your strength."

As the steward of the Hundred Grass Hall, he came into contact with many monks who sold spiritual plants, and his vision was naturally unusual, and he could see at a glance that Lu Xuan's things were extraordinary.

Whether it is a stone bead, a talisman, or a spirit fruit, they all exude a strong aura of spiritual power, and they are likely to be third-grade treasures.

That token is even more precious, for small family monks or casual cultivators, holding this token will have a chance to change the sky and change their lives.

"He Lao, you can take it! These things are not too expensive to me. ”

"You should know me, for a broken spirit, I can fight with you for a long time, if it is really precious, how can I be willing to give it to you?"

A smile appeared on Lu Xuan's face.

The Flame Burst Bead comes from the light group reward of the Flame Fruit, at that time, ten Flame Fruits were planted, and more than a dozen Flame Burst Beads were opened, and the Pure Spirit Talisman of the third grade had no chance to be used, and there were several on the body, although there was not much left of the Jade Scale Fruit, but for the old man's current state, it was the most suitable.

As for Qingyun Ling, each inner disciple has one, Zhang Xiuyuan has already worshiped other sects, and it is a waste for Lu Xuan to keep it, so he plans to give it to He Guanshi.

In his eyes, these things were nothing compared to the old man's kindness.

When he was still a small casual cultivator on the second level of Qi cultivation, the spirit firefly grass he cultivated was cruelly rejected again and again when he was sold because of its average quality and quantity, and was finally purchased by the old man at a normal price, so that he could survive in the market.

Later, he introduced himself into the Baicao Hall, providing various spirit seeds, so that he entered the stage of rapid take-off, and when the spirit plant was diseased, he was the matchmaker, found a lot of spirit planters, and earned a lot of spirit stones.

It can be said that He Guan played a vital role in the early stages of his practice.

"Yes."

The thin old man recalled that Lu Xuan had been scheming about three or two broken spirits, and smiled dumbly.

"Then I'll be respectful and obey my orders, and accept it."

He arched his hand and said solemnly to Lu Xuan.

"Okay, He Lao, then I'll go, see you again."

A trace of amazement flashed in Lu Xuan's eyes, and he clenched his fists and said.

Immediately, under the gaze of the thin old man, he drove the wind falcon and rushed into the sky.

……

"Lu Daoyou, please stay!"

The wind falcon flew less than a hundred miles, and a calm voice came from behind Lu Xuan.

When he turned his head, he saw an old man rushing towards him with a flying sword.

"In Xia He Yunzong, the Baicao Hall in Linyangfang City was established by me, and today I know that Lu Daoyou passed here, why don't you go back to Fang City and have a good time?"

"In addition, the few clansmen who are not long-eyed in the Baicao Hall just now have been punished by me, if there is anything wrong, please forgive Lu Daoyou."

The old man has gray hair, but his complexion is extremely ruddy, and he is also the realm of the early stage of foundation building.

"It turned out to be Master He, who has admired the name for a long time."

Lu Xuan glanced at the old man, after establishing a cooperative relationship with Baicaotang, he was naturally very familiar with this famous alchemy master in Fang City, but he didn't have the fate to meet it until today.

"I didn't take that little matter to heart just now, and Hall Master He doesn't have to worry about it."

"I came here this time, I have a sect mission, and the reason why I came to Yangfang City was just to visit an old friend, and I won't go back to Fang City."

Lu Xuan said indifferently.

"I don't know which sect Lu Daoyou came from?"

The white-haired old man asked curiously.

The corners of Lu Xuan's mouth were hooked, and a black nameplate appeared in his hand.

There are countless large and small sword weapons on the nameplate, rising and falling, as if they will shoot out from the inside at any time.

"This token...... Could it be the Heavenly Sword Sect?! ”

He Yunzong looked at the identity plate of the Heavenly Sword Sect in Lu Xuan's hand, thought about it for a moment, and suddenly knew its origin, and said with half surprise and half panic.

After he learned that there was a foundation building monk coming from Baicao Hall, he quickly became aware of some information about Lu Xuan.

He even knew about Lu Xuan's experience of cooperating with Baicaotang as a spirit planter, and after knowing this, he had the idea of wanting to get acquainted with Lu Xuan, and quickly rushed to Steward He's house, but he pounced on it, and tried his best to intercept Lu Xuan.

But Lu Xuan's identity was far beyond his imagination, and he turned out to be a well-known disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect in the cultivation world.

There is a world of difference between ordinary foundation-building monks and foundation-building monks from large sects.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt two points shorter.

"It's true that I was lucky enough to become an inner disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect."

Lu Xuan said truthfully.

"By the way, He Daoyou, Guitang He is a friend of mine who has forgotten his year, and I usually ask Daoyou to take care of one or two, and I will come back from time to time to visit my old friend in the future, I hope he will not have any accidents."

There was a hint of threat in Lu Xuan's tone.

"That's as it should be, Steward He is also a member of my He family, so he will naturally regard it as his own and will not let him be bullied and hurt in any way."

After learning the identity of the disciple of the Lu Xuantian Sword Sect, the white-haired old man increased the importance of it by several levels in his heart, and hurriedly promised.

secretly decided that he must take care of everything in detail, and strive to catch Lu Xuan's line from him.

Although he is one of the few foundation builders in Linyangfang City, his status is respected, but there is an undercurrent surging under this surface.

He didn't have many years to live, and he could barely maintain the Hundred Grass Hall now, but once he sat down in a few decades, it was conceivable that the Hundred Grass Hall would be eaten and swallowed by other forces.

Lu Xuan's appearance gave him a glimmer of hope in his heart.

"That's good."

Lu Xuan nodded, before leaving, he repeatedly instructed the thin old man that he must keep the things he gave away, but he was afraid that he was a close relative, and he couldn't let him know at will.

The treasure amulet, coupled with He Yunzong's promise, can be said to be the greatest guarantee for the personal safety of Steward He.

He did not return to Linyangfang City with the white-haired old man, and after a few words of conversation, he said goodbye and left.

As for the Wang family in charge of Fang City, although he had a somewhat strong attitude when he invited him to enter the secret realm, he did not lose much of Lu Xuan's interests, and he even got the ghost-faced stone mushroom and the Xuanyang sword scabbard because of this.

Therefore, he adhered to the idea that more things are better than less, and if he didn't take the initiative to contact them, he was already satisfied if he could meet He Guan smoothly.

"Now that we've done it, it's time to go to the Infinite Sea to complete the garrison mission."

"I don't know what strange seaweed sea beasts I will see."

After repaying the past kindness of Steward He, Lu Xuan only felt extremely happy in his heart, and passed on a thought to the wind falcon under the seat.

The wind falcon let out a crisp chirp and turned into a blue light, speeding through the lofty mountains.

(End of chapter)