。With a grunt and a groan... I finally got inside. There was one remaining, crippled ox-shaped tomb spirit, its intelligence gone, leaving only a ferocious aura emanating from its body. Its thick lim...Lu Xia Tian reached out with his hand, and a palm-sized wooden figurine, crafted from Cangyun wood, appeared in his palm. It looked exactly like him. He couldn't help but smile with satisfaction. The craftsmanship of these puppet dolls improved as he became more skilled. This one absorbed damage even better than the previous ones. 。It can be said to be a top-notch protective amulet. In crucial moments, it can take your life for you, effectively giving you an extra life. Its preciousness goes without saying. Once it leaks out, it would be enough to drive Golden Core cultivators mad. 。

He just didn't know if it would work on a Yuanying cultivator. Lu Xiaoteng's eyes showed a trace of wonder, but he quickly returned to his composure. The Yuanying stage, who knows how long that would be Even if it was fast, it would probably take hundreds of years.

The difference in cultivation realms is vast. What is useful for a Jindan cultivator, may not be very helpful for a Yuan Ying cultivator. 。It's still a bit too far-fetched. 。Lu Xia Tian stayed at Zhenwei Houfu, there was no movement at all. He usually just busied himself with his own cultivation, occasionally taking care of the lotus flowers in the pond, the lotus leaves 。As for the spiritual beasts in the Marquis' Mansion mentioned by Cao Kun, they rarely come. 。This expanse of crimson lotus pond stretches for several miles. As the wind blows, the lotus leaves, as big as cushions, quiver slightly, releasing a refreshing fragrance of lotus petals. 。The crimson lotus leaves, like clusters of flames floating on the water, create a rather unique scene. 。Sometimes, young masters and ladies from the Hou Mansion of Zhenwei would come over to row boats in the lotus pond for recreation. Back and forth, the eldest son of Hou Mansion of Zhenwei, Cao Wei, the second son Cao Bao, and the third young lady Cao Xier... 。Besides Lu Xiaoxian, there were also several young masters and ladies from other renowned families that Lu Xiaoxian knew. Most of them had only reached the Qi Refining stage in cultivation. 。Every time these young wealthy heirs came to play, Lu Xia Tian would stay away, avoiding being called upon by these people. 。Among them, Cao Bao, the second son of Marquis Hou, had the worst temper. He would beat and scold his attendants at the slightest provocation. Lu Xiaoteng had seen this happen several times from afar. 。Although he was only a servant within the Hou Mansion, equivalent to an ordinary servant, if Cao Bao got the chance, he could be reprimanded and wouldn't even dare to complain. 。Luckily, with his cultivation, he could always avoid them from afar before this group arrived each time. 。Half a year later, one day, Lu Xia Tian sat cross-legged in a simply decorated courtyard, his five hearts facing the sky. Inside his dantian, the small sword wrapped in a layer of transparent light was wandering erratically along with his spiritual energy in his meridians. 。At this moment, Lu Xiaodao's main soul was immersed in the Sword Comprehension Stone Tablet. 。At this time, within the stone stele, the intricate sword energy continuously converged. One sword after another, in the hazy void, it carved out traces like divine craftsmanship. The sword energy was ethereal and fleeting; one moment it felt distant, and the next, it arrived before your eyes. 。

Lu Xia Tian was oblivious to the fact that he spent more and more time immersed in the Sword Inscription Tablet each day, even remaining unconscious for several days straight.

One day, Lu Xiaoteng saw the sword intent filling the sky. A flash of inspiration seemed to pass through his mind, and he felt that the surrounding sword intent suddenly became alive. 。A sword qi slashed through the void, suddenly forming a cyan light curtain. The sword qi in the void continuously converged toward the cyan curtain. 。It looked chaotic, but Lu Xia Tian soon let out a surprised exclamation. These seemingly random sword energies actually showed a certain pattern—eight becoming four, four becoming two, and two becoming one. 。Every sword qi is distributed with great order. 。"This, it's actually a formation, a formation composed of sword qi!" Lu Xia Tian's heart was filled with astonishment. 。In the end, these sword qi converged into eight light shields, each containing a sharp short sword. The sword intent was overwhelming. 。The sword encased in the luminous shield within Lu Xiaoteng's body and the sword embryo seen in the Misty Palace were identical, differing only slightly in their aura. 。Lu Xia Tian felt the eight small swords gathering together, and suddenly a terrifying sword glow appeared. 。not let the Heavenly Court easily anger the Dragon Palace" 。“Then thank you, Immortal. To be honest, if the Dragon Palace sent troops to fight for Heaven, I wouldn't hesitate. But this matter of savi...