Chapter 284 - The Happiest Time

  Linyang Market, Outer Area.

  Lu Xuan entered the market smoothly and walked slowly on the familiar streets.

  "A 90% new first-grade flying sword only costs thirty spirit stones!"

  "A big clearance sale of pills! Buy ten and get one free!"

  "Fresh monster meat! Just caught from the secret realm! Slaughtered on the spot!"

  On both sides of the street, in many stalls, the owners of the casual cultivators were trying their best to greet the passing cultivators. Various shouts entered Lu Xuan's ears, making his steps more cheerful.

  His eyes swept across the street, and many scenes that were sealed in the depths of his memory suddenly became vivid.

  Many shops he had visited before remained the same.

  "Huh? Has the owner of this shop selling spirit beast cubs changed?"

  He paused. In a familiar corner in front of his left, there was a shop that originally sold various first- and second-grade monster cubs and eggs. Now it has disappeared, replaced by a medicine hall.

  Lu Xuan still clearly remembered that after he started to harvest the white light balls, he passed by the red-bearded carp and iron-clawed crab monsters in that shop.

  As he continued to go deeper into the alley, he couldn't help but feel homesick despite his state of mind at the foundation-building stage.

  He took a deep breath and came to the small courtyard where he stayed at the beginning.

  Standing in front of the door, every brick and tile of the courtyard wall made him feel extremely familiar. His

  spiritual consciousness explored it very secretly. There were some simple arrangements in the house, but no one was at home.

  The more than half an acre of spiritual field in the backyard had been abandoned. There were several first-grade spiritual plants of different varieties, and their growth conditions were not very good. There were also many weeds growing in the spiritual field. It can be seen that the owner of the house was not good at spiritual plants.

  Lu Xuan looked at the weed-covered spiritual field across the courtyard wall. He seemed to see a handsome young man with low cultivation, who was diligently and meticulously cultivating the spiritual field, searching out the alien insect eggs in the soil inch by inch, and performing the spiritual rain technique with awkward movements, paying attention to the growth of the spiritual plants every day until the white light ball appeared.

  "The place where the dream began..."

  He sighed.

  "Although I currently own a mountain in the inner sect of the Tianjian Sect, I can easily use spiritual plant techniques such as the Spirit Rain Technique and the Wood Growth Technique, and plant a large number of rare spiritual plants of the third, fourth, and even fifth and sixth grades."

  "But my happiest time is when I am at the second level of Qi training, guarding this half-acre spiritual field and cultivating the gradeless spiritual firefly grass."

  Lu Xuan sighed.

  He turned and came to the house where Zhang Hong lived, and his spiritual consciousness subconsciously probed into it.

  When he was about to knock on the door, Lu Xuan's eyes condensed and his expression was cold.

  According to his spiritual consciousness, there were two mid-level Qi training cultivators in the house, but they did not belong to Zhang Hong, Zhang Xiuyuan, and Xu Wan!

  Based on his experience in the Qi training stage, casual cultivators in the market rarely change their residences. After all, casual cultivators have low cultivation and weak risk resistance. Accidents may occur during the move, so stability is the most important thing.

  Once you move away from your original residence, it means that there is a great possibility of changes, and most of them are bad situations.

  Thinking of this, Lu Xuan's spiritual consciousness entered the house wantonly.

  "Who?" The cultivator inside asked in a rough voice.

  After a few breaths, the door opened, and a cultivator with a fierce face walked out, holding a first-grade flying sword in one hand and a few first-grade talismans in the other.

  When he saw Lu Xuan for the first time, the fierce-looking cultivator's spiritual consciousness swept over and instantly sensed the unfathomable aura of Lu Xuan.

  "I didn't know you were coming, and I'm sorry for not welcoming you from afar. Please forgive me."

  The fierce cultivator restrained his expression as much as possible, squeezed out a kind smile, and said with lowered eyebrows.

  He had only felt the aura of the young man in front of him from a distance a few times in the market. It was exactly the same as those of the foundation-building cultivators in the market, and even a little stronger.

  "I have something to ask you, you'd better tell me the truth. If I find out that you are hiding something, the consequences may be unbearable for you."   

  Lu Xuan asked directly.

  "Excuse me, senior, I dare not hide anything."

  The fierce monk said quickly.

  "Okay."

  Lu Xuan nodded.

  "Let me ask you, how did you get this house?"

  "I bought it from a broker in the market. I have a deep impression of that broker."

  "So, where did the original family who lived in the house go?"

  "I learned about it before I bought this house. It is said that the owner's son has a good physique and joined a small sect. In order to give his children a better training environment, the whole family moved to the vicinity of that small sect." The

  fierce monk considered and said word by word, fearing that he would make a mistake and cause Lu Xuan's anger.

  "It turned out that the family moved for Xiaoyuan's future. I didn't expect that the little brat actually has some talent."

  Hearing the reason why Zhang Hong's family moved away, Lu Xuan felt relieved.

  "Okay, you go back to the house."

  He glanced at the middle-aged monk with a fierce face, left a sentence, and the whole person turned into a floating light and disappeared from the monk's sight.

  "Yes, senior, take care!"

  the monk shouted loudly. He hadn't sensed Lu Xuan's breath for a long time, and he was completely relieved. He

  exhaled deeply, wiped the fine beads of sweat that had oozed out of his forehead at some point, and was terrified.

  "I didn't expect that the few casual cultivators in this house would actually know a master of foundation building. Fortunately, the

  origin of the house is fair and square, otherwise..." Thinking of the possible results, the monk was still frightened and was extremely fortunate that he did not make enemies with the original owner of the house.

  "He really joined a small sect."

  After a while, Lu Xuan's figure quietly emerged, and his tone was half happy and half regretful.

  He was happy that Zhang Xiuyuan had a decent talent and was able to successfully enter a sect, and had the opportunity to change his own destiny of cultivation.

  As for regret, it was naturally that he could not meet Zhang Hong's family who trusted and helped each other on this trip.

  During the moment he disappeared, he asked several old casual cultivators living nearby and learned that Zhang Xiuyuan had indeed joined a small sect, and he was completely relieved.

  During the conversation, he learned that the small sect was thousands of miles away from Linyang Market, and the road was not very safe. In addition, he might not be able to find it in a short time after going there, so Lu Xuan had to give up the idea of ​​visiting.

  "I don't know when I can see it again."

  He sighed. He was cautious by nature, and because of the spiritual field light group, he didn't need to go out to look for opportunities. He had been in Tianjian Sect for seven or eight years before he had this opportunity to go out.

  I don't know when I will go out next time.

  Lu Xuan looked at the Zhang family's house and seemed to see a silly child standing behind a couple of casual cultivators, calling him Uncle Lu affectionately.

  He quickly adjusted his mentality and headed to the central area of ​​the market.

  "I haven't seen you for so many years, and I don't know how Mr. He is doing now."

  The figure of a thin old man flashed through his mind, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

  (End of this chapter)