Although Lu Xuan's request seemed a little absurd, Song Yu quickly found a suitable location.

The next day, Song Yun came over early and took Lu Xuan to the Lingtian found out by the Song family.

Lingtian is not far from the center of the Empty Styx Island, with an area of six or seven acres, which is much smaller than the peak of the Inner Sect.

"Senior Lu, this piece of Lingtian was originally occupied by a high-level Qi cultivation cultivator on the Empty Styx Island, after learning about your needs, our Song family bought it at a premium, and that loose cultivator moved out overnight."

Seeing Lu Xuan looking at the renovated spiritual field of the spiritual soil, Song Yun hurriedly explained.

"There's no such thing as buying and selling, is it?"

Lu Xuan looked around.

"Absolutely not, that casual cultivator cultivated this spiritual field just to earn some spirit stones, and we gave enough spirit stones, he didn't think about it for long before agreeing directly."

The Song family knew that Lu Xuan came from a famous and authentic family, and at least dirty behaviors were not allowed on the surface, so they would rather spend more spirit stones than make Lu Xuan unhappy.

"These spiritual fields are surrounded by spirit gathering formations, which are suitable for the predecessors to cultivate spiritual plants, in addition, we keep in mind the requirements of the seniors, there is a stone cliff behind the courtyard, and there is a tributary of the earth fire below."

Song Yun gave a detailed account of the situation in Lingtian.

Lu Xuan nodded, considering the growth needs of the four-grade earth fire heart lotus, when he asked the Song family to find the spiritual field, he specially instructed that it was best to find the spiritual field with the earth fire around.

The island itself is an island, and strange fires break out from time to time, so it is not difficult to find the earth fire.

"You have a heart."

Lu Xuan smiled and said to Song Yun.

Although the spiritual aura of the Lingtian is far inferior to the cave mansion in the Heavenly Sword Sect, it is already much stronger than the spiritual field in Linyangfang City, and he is already satisfied to find this spiritual field on this bitter cold island.

"It's good that the seniors are satisfied."

Lu Xuan's casual praise flattered Song Yun, and an irrepressible joy appeared on his face.

"Finally, I can release the treasures in the raw bag."

After Song Yun left, Lu Xuan laid out a simple formation and immediately opened the raw bag.

The first to jump out was the round wind falcon, constantly flapping its pale cyan wings, and it was obvious that it was a little uncomfortable to stay inside.

The lynx stepped gracefully, leaping out of the raw bag, its turquoise pupils scanning the surroundings, and the two tufts of gray hair on the tips of its ears spun around vigilantly.

The demon vine followed, and after crawling out, the gray vines dangled around, and after sensing that there were no marked rare and rare spirit plants around, they lay on the ground with a look of lovelessness.

"Wind Thunder Sword Grass! Planted here. ”

Lu Xuan found an open area and cast a ground induction technique to plant the Wind Thunder Sword Grass into the spiritual soil.

The sword grass is already three feet long, the sword body is gray-black, standing upright, the tip of the sword points straight to the sky, and soon after planting, there is a slight wind and thunder sword qi around it, and it causes a slight sword roar between the spinning and flying.

"Yuelin grass, we have to find a shady place for it."

Lu Xuan's spiritual power surged, the stone soil of the spiritual field on the island was constantly changing, and a simple shed was built in a few breaths to block the scorching sun for the Yuelin grass, and when night fell, the shed was withdrawn, so that the tower could absorb the moonlight to the fullest.

Then there is the four-grade Xuan insect vine, more than a dozen strangely structured insect chambers are linked together, grotesque and harmonious, forming a strange symbiotic relationship.

After planting the Xuan Worm Vine, Lu Xuan immediately buried the third-grade Starlight Sword Grass and the fourth-grade Sword Thousand Owls, the two kinds of Sword Grass could only absorb the aura and barely maintain their vitality because the corresponding sword techniques were not exquisite enough.

In addition, ten ordinary second-grade sword grass were planted, and after these matured, they were mainly used to condense spirit seeds, expand the scale of sword grass, and improve sword grass varieties with a larger base.

The entire spiritual field, most of the area is used to cultivate water fireflies.

There were nearly one hundred and sixty water firefly spirit seeds condensed before, and it was also the key to Lu Xuan's ability to break through to the middle stage of foundation building in a short period of time.

He already has ordinary qualifications, and he has arrived on the Empty Styx Island, where his aura is relatively thin, if there is no water firefly light group to add cultivation to him, he doesn't know how long and what month it will take to break through smoothly.

After planting the water fireflies, Lu Xuan came to the courtyard, jumped off the stone cliff, went deep into a cave, and found a small tributary of the earth fire.

"It's barely enough, it's a big deal to use Aoki source gas to ripen again."

He put the Earth Fire Heart Lotus, which produced a lot of pale red lotus seeds, into the hot magma.

After being washed by the scorching magma many times, the vitality of the Earth Fire Heart Lotus has recovered a lot, and the rhizomes of the lotus leaves are shining, glowing with red and pale red light, which is brilliant and dazzling.

"As for these underworld spirit plants, I can't care about them so much, and they are mixed with other spirit plants."

He returned to the spiritual field and took out the three netherworld spirit plants that he had brought over.

Two ghost-faced stone mushrooms, with strange patterns growing on the surface of the gray stone, look like a strange face under a closer look, and it is breathtaking.

The thorn bone has grown into a small jungle of white bones, slender white bones grow wantonly, and there are countless small bone spurs on the side of the white bones, densely packed, which can instantly suck a fresh demon beast corpse into a dry corpse.

On the trunk of a tree that was as old as a face, dozens of evil pupils opened at the same time, staring at Lu Xuan, turning slightly.

Many of the pupils still have dried demon beast eyes, all of which have been dried for a long time, like a worn-out gray lantern that shakes powerlessly in the wind.

A cool breath came from Lu Xuan's neck, and the discomfort caused by dozens of evil pupils suddenly disappeared.

He found a remote corner and planted these three kinds of underworld spirit plants.

The Empty Styx Island is no better than the small courtyard of Jianmen Town, it is protected by the four-grade Thousand Illusion Cloud Smoke Array, and it is located near the Heavenly Sword Sect, so it is almost difficult to see the figure of the evil cultivator, so there is no need to worry too much about the safety of the spirit plant.

In the Heavenly Sword Sect, he was just a small foundation building pre-stage cultivator, and if he planted many underworld spirit plants, he might attract attention, and even doubt his origin, purpose, etc.

And the Empty Styx Island is different, the cultivation in the early stage of foundation building, coupled with the identity of the inner disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, can be regarded as one of the monks with the highest power in the surrounding islands, even if it is discovered, it will not be harmful.

Therefore, Lu Xuan no longer shied away from it, and directly mixed the thorn bones and other spirit plants together.

"Finally, everything is properly disposed of, and I am about to start my three-year desert island farming career."

Although the aura spirit soil on the Empty Styx Island was much weaker than that of the Heavenly Sword Sect, Lu Xuan still maintained an optimistic attitude.

For the next ten days, he closed his door and kept carefully cultivating and taking care of the many spiritual plants in the spiritual field.

During this period, the elegant monk Song Yu came over several times to invite him to the banquet, and after Lu Xuan attended once or twice, he politely declined his invitation and devoted himself to the spiritual plant.

"The three-grade thorn bone is ripe."

On this day, inspecting the spirit field, Lu Xuan found that the faint progress bar under the thorn bone had been full, and with surprise, he carefully pulled out the thorn jungle surrounded by white bones.

The rhizome spreads deep in the ground, and when it is pulled out, it looks like a forest of bones, with a little dirt, like bones that have been rediscovered after many years.

(End of chapter)