Sword Sect Outer Sect

Chapter 89 Seeking Spirits in a Sea of ​​Flowers
Give an order.

The cultivators immediately set off to search in all directions, racing against time.

The area beneath Butterfly Spring, which had been somewhat crowded, suddenly became empty.

Since only individual contributions are counted in the end, there is no such thing as forming a team.

Song Yan did not rush to set off, and pondered for a moment.

Spiritual flowers and seeds should also possess special wood-elemental spiritual energy.

Would storing spiritual energy in the Xuan'e Bailing Mask slightly increase the efficiency of finding spiritual seeds?
The cultivators in Yougu are all at the Qi Refining stage. Unless they have special methods, most of them can only search by releasing their divine sense.

If the Xuan'e Mask can be of some use, then I will have some advantage.

Song Yan walked slowly forward. Beside the Butterfly Spring, there was a stone platform with some seeds on it.

These are the various spiritual seeds that the cultivators from Linghua Valley used to demonstrate when they introduced the rules.

"Fellow Daoist, I apologize for disturbing you."

He bowed and asked, "May I have a closer look at these spirit seeds?"

Upon seeing that they were cultivators from the Dongyuan Sect, the cultivators from Linghua Valley immediately dared not be negligent.

"That's natural."

All cultivators participating in the valley tour are permitted to participate.

There are many kinds of seeds.

From common to rare.

The contributions gained after the flower blooms naturally vary in size.

The frustrating thing is that the Xuan'e Mask can only store one kind of spiritual energy.

If multiple energies are mixed, it will probably lose its effectiveness.

Left with no other choice, he opted for the category with the largest number of entries and a reasonable contribution calculation.

A wisp of spiritual energy quietly seeped into the mask.

Just as they were about to leave, they discovered a blackened seed at the very end of the stone platform.

“Huh? Fellow Daoist, you don’t seem to have introduced this type of spiritual seed before.”

Upon hearing this, the cultivator looked at what Song Yan was pointing at.

He then realized what was happening and explained, "Fellow Daoist, you are unaware of this."

"This spirit seed is called the Moon-Touching Ancient Lotus, and it is not counted in the contribution points for this trip to the valley."

"Because this type of spirit seed is not numerous and has existed for a very long time."

"Although there is still a glimmer of hope, it is no longer possible for it to grow by pure spiritual power."

"After so many years of exploration, Linghua Valley has found very few methods to make this Moon-Holding Lotus grow."

"Moreover, because it does not grow naturally, it withers rapidly after flowering, its spiritual energy dissipates, and even a Qiankun bag cannot preserve it..."

Song Yan suddenly realized.

To put it bluntly, there are ways to make this Moon-Holding Lotus bloom.

However, the investment is too large, and the preservation is difficult.

Other spiritual plants that grow from spiritual seeds can be stored in large quantities for use in alchemy, weapon crafting, talisman making, and array drawing.

Compared to this, the Moon-Holding Ancient Lotus seems somewhat useless.

"When the mountain people hid the spiritual seeds, a few withered ancient lotus seeds were mixed in. That's why they're placed here for you fellow Daoists to distinguish."

He nodded, asked no further questions, and turned to leave.

"..."

We left Butterfly Spring.

As the mask was activated, the spiritual energy in the valley instantly spread like ink.

"It's really possible..."

Previously, Song Yan had also tried the effect of this mask, but that was within the sect.

The traces of various spiritual energies were rather messy, and the effect was not ideal.

Although there are other spiritual influences from plants and trees in this area, the traces are very faint and do not affect the search for spirits.

Driven by spiritual power, he leaped onto the rock face and bounded towards the precipice on the far west side of Linghua Valley.

The ink stains on the surface were indeed getting heavier and heavier.

Three seeds, shaped like peach pits, were embedded in a crevice in the rock wall, but were concealed by some kind of illusion, turning into ordinary moss.

"This Linghua Valley is truly ingenious; it has hidden several spirit seeds together."

"It's destined that some cultivators won't be able to get it."

He pointed his fingers like a sword, about to strike, when a crimson fire snake suddenly attacked from behind.

Song Yan quickly dodged and looked back.

Cheng Yu emerged from the woods behind them, a half-smile on his face.

"Fellow Daoist Cheng... what is the meaning of this?"

Cheng Yu gave a forced smile: "I'm sorry to offend you."

"I have been searching everywhere for flower seeds without success, but it just so happens that you have found something here, fellow Daoist..."

"Since we both discovered this at the same time, how about... I share some?"

The rules do indeed state that if two cultivators discover a spiritual seed at the same time, they can fight to win it.

However, the activities of this valley excursion are mainly for entertainment.

Song Yan subconsciously assumed that everyone would be amicable and courteous to each other.

They had almost forgotten that there was also a top-grade magic weapon as a reward, hanging in front of all the cultivators.

"..."

Song Yan narrowed his eyes.

Before he could reply, crimson flames, accompanied by a heatwave, swept across the rock face, and his toes lightly touched the rock wall.

The fire snake grazed past the hem of his clothes and crashed against the stone wall.

Smoke rose from the vines on the rock, and the three spirit seeds were shaken and tumbled to the ground.

Cheng Yu flew forward, channeling his spiritual power to seize the spiritual seed. Song Yan immediately formed a hand seal with his left hand, and the Unmoored Boat transformed into a streak of light, heading straight for Cheng Yu's face.

hum-

Where the sword's edge passes, a clear and resonant sound rings out.

"So fast……"

Cheng Yu's pupils contracted, and the jade pendant at his waist suddenly emitted a crimson light, condensing into a semi-transparent fire shield in front of him.

Taking advantage of the momentum, he leaped three zhang away, holding a talisman between his fingers.

The talisman burned out in an instant, turning into red light, and more than ten fire arrows attacked from all directions, completely blocking Song Yan's retreat.

The heat distorted the air, even turning the stone walls orange-red.

Seizing the advantage, he pressed on, and with a flicker of inspiration at his fingertips, the phantom of a longbow slowly appeared before him, the light condensing into an arrow.

Cheng Yu snorted coldly, feeling a sense of satisfaction.

Where did this random cat or dog come from that makes Junior Sister Yun'er so concerned!

The Fire Arrow Talisman and the Geng Metal Spirit Arrow wouldn't be fatal, but it would be enough to make him suffer a little.

"Ok?"

But Song Yan neither dodged nor yielded, and several white sword shadows emerged from the boat.

With a flash of sword light, more than ten fire arrows were extinguished.

Now, Song Yan is thoroughly familiar with the Cloud Sword move.

This is the benefit of specializing in one thing.

Nowadays, people can often move beyond the original sword techniques and wield the sword's shadow and light independently and flexibly.

The Gengjin Spirit Arrow suddenly flew out of his hand, but the tip of the Unbound Boat Sword accurately struck it, and the spiritual power instantly dissipated.

A white sword shadow swept in, circling around Cheng Yu.

Cheng Yu's expression changed slightly, and he was about to use his methods again when he suddenly felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end.

The unmoored boat had somehow circled around to the back.

Song Yan used his spiritual power again, making a grasping motion with one hand, and the vines rolled the three spiritual seeds back into his palm, storing them in his Qiankun bag.

Almost like lightning.

The dust has settled.

"Fellow Daoist Cheng, the scenery in Linghua Valley is breathtaking. Fighting and killing would spoil the scenery."

He certainly wouldn't actually kill them here.

Kill an inner disciple of the Sheyang Sect at the Flower Festival organized by the Sheyang Sect?
Song Yan wanted to live for two more years.

Let's leave this person to Ah Nian to handle.

Anyway, he is a "demonic" cultivator.

"Accepted."

"..."

Cheng Yu's expression was gloomy, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes.

But his expression changed, and his smile became warm.

"Hehe, Fellow Daoist Song, your swordsmanship is quite impressive..."

"I am inferior in skill and humbly admit defeat."

"When enjoying flowers and sightseeing, let's not spoil the harmony."

Song Yan chuckled coldly: "...That's natural."

Remove the flying sword.

You're welcome.

"please."

"..."

After giving him a deep look, Cheng Yu slowly stepped back.

They disappeared into the dense forest.

It's really baffling.

Song Yan cursed under his breath, thinking, "Where do all these idiots come from, always wanting to draw their swords at the drop of a hat?"

"We need to warn A-Yun to be careful."

Wouldn't it be better to have such a relaxed and enjoyable gathering in the valley, with everyone getting along harmoniously?
What should have been a playful and carefree time has turned into a fight over spirit seeds...

Really...

"what?"

He muttered curses under his breath, then glanced back casually.

A black object caught his attention.

Perhaps it was already there, piled up with the three spirit seeds in that crevice, hidden deep within.

It was not discovered at that time.

They tumbled out together amidst the tremors.

"The withered seed of the Ancient Lotus of the Moon?"

Song Yan held it in her hand.

He examined it for a while, turning it over and over.

“Which lazy mountain folk just shoved so many spirit seeds here?”

While playing with it, he searched for other places.

Aside from the ancient sword, Song Yan had no interest in the other prizes, but frankly, he wasn't confident he could make it into the top three since he didn't practice wood-based techniques.

It's always a good idea to collect more spirit seeds first.

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