Just from reading this chapter, he knew that the trip was worthwhile!
"Thunder Apricot, there is an acre of land there!" Wu Tian flapped his wings and rushed out, his glowing black wings crossed the sky, and he sank into a place of thunder.
Wang Xuan was not far behind. This thing could not be missed. It was an important material for brewing medicinal wine and was indispensable in the fermentation process.
Fortunately, there are more than a dozen silver apricot trees in an acre of land. There is a thunder lake there, with dense lightning, all striking it from leaves to branches. The thunder and lightning apricot trees are brilliant silver and white, absorbing the electric light, and the mythical substance is unusually rich.
If this happened outside, the appearance of one plant would cause many powerful people to scramble for it, but here there are more than a dozen plants, forming a forest.
Whoosh whoosh!
Wang Xuan grabbed three of them and put them in his pocket.
He was not greedy and rushed to the next place without delay. There were so many good things here that he absolutely could not give up an entire mountain for a small forest.
"Let's split up and share what we have and exchange rare items after we get out." Wu Tian said. He also grabbed a few plants and ran away, not daring to stay at all.
This was because the fishing net was too strong. Wherever it passed, no grass grew. It was indeed a super banned item. If it weren't for the lack of "true spirit", there would be no danger for the two of them this time.
Wang Xuan chose a direction and quickly collected several rare and wonderful items along the way, such as the Yellow Bud Divine Tree, which was full of tender buds that would never turn into leaves. It was said to be a top-quality treasure that could enhance the flavor of food. It could make delicacies more delicious, and it could make fine wine more fragrant. More importantly, it could nourish the body and was a great tonic.
"Um?!"
A glowing mountain, with runes flowing from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain, had the true charm of an ancient avenue, which immediately attracted Wang Xuan's attention. This place was extraordinary.
He rushed over at lightning speed and leaped to the front of the mountain. On the top of the mountain there was a high platform with a scarecrow on it, holding a rotten wooden sword in his hand.
In fact, the scarecrow was old and tattered and was about to fall apart.
However, there is an amazing rhythm of Tao flowing through this platform, which clearly tells people that this place is sacred and worth exploring.
Sure enough, when he stood in front of the high platform and looked at the scarecrow, he actually saw all kinds of symbols flowing. Then, one glowing little man after another jumped up and displayed all kinds of sword moves, which was the reflection of the true meaning of kendo.
To this day, Wang Xuan has seen all kinds of scriptures, and he has read most of the famous books in the mother universe. That is not just a Taoist school, but the accumulation of brilliant civilizations.
But he was still attracted here. The sword intent was profound and unfathomable. It must be a brilliant chapter, something that could go down in history.
Now that he had seen it, he couldn't miss it. Wang Xuan felt a sense of resonance, and devoted himself wholeheartedly to absorbing the essence of the heritage here.
Because, this might be the sword path left behind by a creature that has become a master of the Dao, and if you miss it, you will regret it.
whoosh!
As he practiced, he got on the right track. Astonishing sword light burst out from his body, and he gained understanding.
Because he has mastered the Zhan Dao Sword and mastered the Supreme Sword Wheel in the golden bamboo slips, he is definitely one of the most advanced people in the field of True Immortals.
When he practiced for a while, the tattered scarecrow actually moved. He slowly raised his hand and gestured for him to go up to the platform with the rotten wooden sword in his hand.
"Is this an alternative inheritance? Am I recognized?" he speculated.
In fact, the scarecrow on the platform will not move for a long time. Only those who have realized the true meaning of swordsmanship can revive it and make it move.
When Wang Xuan came on stage, the Scarecrow performed a certain fixed rhythm of Taoism and attacked right away.
"I...!" Wang Xuan was shocked, blood dripping down his face. When he opened his mouth, he tasted his own blood.
Then, he felt a sharp pain, as if his skull was shattered. A flash of sword passed by, and he was unable to avoid it.
Soon, he saw his skull falling, with blood and some grayish-white liquid falling in front of his eyes.
He quickly grabbed it in his hand, making sure it was his own parietal bone, which was blown off by the scarecrow's sword.
"I@@!" This kind of competition and guidance shocked Wang Xuan. It was really... too exciting.
Brain matter splattered out of his head and flowed onto his face, making him feel cold and uncomfortable. If he was not a true immortal, he would be dead and beheaded with one sword.
In an instant, the textures on his body intertwined, his flesh and blood glowed, his injured body recovered, and the blood quickly flowed back. At the same time, he put his skull back.
He fought with the scarecrow, and with a "pop", his heart was pierced.
Then, a bright sword light flashed across, splitting him in half and splitting his soul apart. The immense danger this time made his eyes dim for a short time.
But at the last moment, his sword wheel also broke the wooden sword in the scarecrow's hand into pieces.
This time, an inexplicable rune resonated here, helping him to recover his body and soul. He actually felt that his vitality was not seriously damaged. On the contrary, his Taoism had improved a little, as if he had been tempered.
He looked solemn. This was definitely a sword-testing place prepared by an unimaginable big shot for his core disciples, and he had "intruded".
At the same time, after he cut off the tip of the wooden sword, the scarecrow glowed and a page of scripture flowed out, which was a recognition of him and reflected the rhythm of Tao for him again.
Wang Xuan quickly wrote it down. He hesitated. Should he continue? He didn't know if there were any more scriptures.
However, if you delay any further, you will miss out on all kinds of rare treasures in other places.
In this world, what we should worry about is not the lack of opportunities, but too many of them, which gives people a headache because of the choices they have to make.
"Quick, disrupt the black fishing net. The most important ingredient of the medicinal wine is there. It has already taken away one plant. This one must not be missed." A violent fluctuation of divine thoughts came from afar.
Wu Dalang was chasing a huge golden lotus in the void. At the same time, a huge black net covered the sky and swooped down from the sky, trying to catch everything.
There is no choice. Wang Xuan has to help Wu Tian first. They both want to brew the supreme medicinal wine that can help people control their Dao.
"There are so many good fortunes in the True Saint's backyard. It really gives me... a headache!"
If outsiders knew about this, they would definitely want to beat to death the person who made such a comment.
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