A small casual cultivator!

Nearly a hundred runes circled around the sword like butterflies, emitting bursts of strange movements, creating a spectacular scene.

"Fire separation technique!"

Lu Luan chuckled softly and injected his true energy into the sword. The surrounding runes began to slowly brighten, and finally, they rotated faster and faster.

As if being pulled, a stream of flaming aura flowed out from the scorching flint on the ground. The aura appeared like a small whirlwind, entering the sword body from the tip of the sword, and soon, the entire sword was covered with vein-like stripes.

The runes began to flicker and dim, becoming thicker and more solid.

Lu Luan closed his eyes, sat in front of the sword, made a special movement with his hands, and began to calmly activate the Lihuo Sword to absorb the burning energy from the scorching fire stone.

……

Time passed gradually.

Five days later, early in the morning.

"Click."

The flint, which was once burning hot, had lost its temperature. When the last bit of fire was extracted, it turned into a small pile of red powder.

"call."

Lu Luan let out a long breath, opened his eyes, looked at the runes with clear patterns, and smiled: "It's more solid than before. I wonder how much more powerful it has become?"

"receive!"

As he gestured, the runes floating around the sword immediately turned into flowing light and were re-engraved on his sword.

When the fusion was complete, the sword energy emitted by the long sword formed a vortex, and the curtains in the room were blown to crackle.

Lu Luan held the sword, practiced for a while, and said with a smile: "My Fire Technique has improved further. The power of my sword is now 30% stronger than before! I am more confident on this trip."

The increase in the power of the magic weapon greatly increased his confidence.

The strength of a cultivator depends on two aspects: one is his own realm of cultivation, and the other is the power of his supernatural powers and magic weapons.

Lu Luan was very satisfied with the current Lihuo Sword. With a thought, he took it into his body.

Then he looked out the window and said, "It should be about time. We should go to the secret place and wait."

Next he left the inn and headed out of the city towards the mountains.

The mountain road was difficult to travel on. After rushing for half an hour, we finally saw many cultivators squatting on rocks and waiting in a valley high up.

The terrain of Nanling is very dangerous, and it is difficult for monkeys to climb around it. Most cultivators with weak cultivation like to enter from this place.

"Is that where we're going?"

Lu Luan looked forward, and in his pupils he saw a huge mountain range that looked like a python lying on the ground, majestic and magnificent, with clouds and mist rising. The shadows of many peaks were looming, and all kinds of strange peaks and dangerous ridges looked very mysterious.

He jumped off a stone step, looked at the crowd, and roughly estimated that there were seventy or eighty people who chose to enter the valley like him, and most of them were wandering knights at the first or second level of Qi Refining, as well as those strong and powerful warriors.

"It looks like there's no danger." Lu Luan felt relieved. With the current power of the Lihuo Sword, as long as he didn't encounter a fourth-level Qi Refining or powerful monster, he would be basically fine.

Then he sat on a rock, looking at the people in front of him, thinking silently: "Nanling is a very large area. The deeper you go, the better treasures you can get. But it will also be more dangerous. Hmm... I'd better stay on the outskirts and fight with those people who are at the first and second levels of Qi Refining for spiritual herbs. With the Lihuo Sword and the little bugs, I'm sure the harvest will not be bad."

Lu Luan began to plan. Although he had some strength now, it was better not to go too deep. Fortune and wealth are sought in danger, but they can also be lost in danger.

Of course, he was not afraid that others would covet the magic weapon in his hand. After all, he had practiced the magic technique himself and only he could use it. If he was killed, the runes on the sword would turn to ashes and the Lihuo Sword would become a piece of scrap iron.

"Does anyone need a map? Does anyone need a map? I have thirty years of experience in and out of Nanling. The map is definitely the most complete and reliable."

Just as he was resting, he suddenly heard a familiar shout coming from a distance.

"map?"

Lu Luan thought about it and felt that it would be more convenient with a map.

So I looked in the direction of the sound, and as expected, the person selling the map was the wretched old man. He used to sell fairy portraits, and now he was selling maps. This old man was really a shrewd guy.

However, relying on his decades of experience, his sales seem to be pretty good.

"Eh? My friend, I see you again, empty-handed. Do you want a picture?"

The old man also saw him, and handed him the map and asked with a smile.

"Brother, I think you must have earned a lot of Essence Pills these days." Lu Luan said in a strange tone.

"What do you want to do, kid?"

The old man was startled and quickly took a few steps back, looking at him warily.

Lu Luan said quickly: "I'm just reminding you to be more careful and not to be so ostentatious. Be careful not to be targeted by others."

"How much is this map?" he asked.

"Two taels of silver."

"Give me one." Lu Luan took out a few silver crumbs and handed them to him.

"Okay." The old man immediately smiled.

Without further chit-chat, the old man took out a map and gave it to him before leaving.

Lu Luan opened it and took a look, but he was not sure about the old man. Seeing someone else selling it at the back, he bought another one so that they could compare.

"Fellow Daoist, how much is the map?"

"One tael of silver."

"You bastard old man, you're cheating me again." When Lu Luan found out the price others sold it for, he cursed. Although he wasn't cheated much, he was very unhappy and gnashed his teeth in anger.

Then he compared them with each other and found that they were actually similar, except that the records on the ones sold by the old man were clearer, and even marked which areas had more spiritual herbs.

"It seems that I didn't suffer any loss."

Lu Luan took the old man's map and began to study it carefully, but the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

"No, this old bastard almost got fooled again!"

Looking at his sneaky figure in the distance, Lu Luan understood instantly and cursed in his heart, almost swearing out of anger.

He figured it out. With the old bastard's temper, how could he be so kind as to mark the location with more spiritual herbs? The poisonous miasma only dissipated in about a day. If he found the wrong location, he would be doomed.

Obviously, the places with the most spiritual herbs may be the places that are said to have fewer on the map.

Most of the people around him were newcomers from outside, and those who knew the real information of the secret place would definitely not tell it out. Suddenly, he felt the malice in the world of independent cultivators.

After he figured it out, he looked at those people who had come from other places with sympathy, but of course he would not be so stupid as to spread the news.

"Look, the poisonous miasma is beginning to dissipate."

After sitting quietly for a while, the crowd in front suddenly started to get agitated.

"Should we start?"

Lu Luan stood up and looked ahead. Although there was still thick fog in the depths of Nanling Mountains, the fog on the periphery was beginning to fade, gradually revealing its lush and green appearance. He couldn't help but start to feel excited.

When the light had almost dissipated, everyone rushed inside impatiently like locusts, and Lu Luan was naturally among them.

As soon as he entered the ridge, he clearly felt that the air inside was a bit more damp and cold than outside, and the strange poisonous miasma had not completely disappeared yet. Even though he had the third level of Qi Refining cultivation, he still felt a little uncomfortable, but it was not a big deal.

"I didn't expect the spiritual energy in there to be so rich. It looks like there are a lot of spiritual herbs growing there." Lu Luan was delighted.

The spiritual energy here is several times richer than that in the mountains outside. There must be more herbs producing spiritual energy and transforming into spiritual medicines.

It was his first time entering the forest, and after watching everyone disappear into the forest one after another, he immediately went to the place closest to him where "spiritual herbs were scarce".

After running all the way, Lu Luan felt relieved when he saw that there were only some warriors at the first and second levels of Qi training and ordinary people in the periphery.

With my own strength, the possibility of encountering danger in these places is extremely low, and I can move forward with ease.

The terrain of Nanling Mountains is dangerous and you have to rely on your hands and feet to climb. If you can't fly, it will take a long time to go around a mountain. After half a quarter of an hour, he finally reached the nearest location.

This is under a steep cliff and is very hidden.

"really."

As soon as he arrived, he felt the signal from the medicine bug and smiled, knowing that his guess was correct.

Time is the essence of life. Not daring to delay, he followed the instructions and soon arrived in front of a huge rock.

"Is this the iron stone that produces spiritual charm?"

When he got closer, he found two emerald green sprouts growing in the crevice of the stone, one big and one small, climbing tightly on the stone. His eyes lit up, thinking that this must be a rare and good medicine, so he immediately took out the Lihuo Sword and began to carefully chisel around it.

In less than ten breaths, the two spiritual herbs were in hand. Lu Luan held them in his hands and observed them repeatedly. "They are growing well. Although the grade is slightly lower, they are worth one Essence Pill."

This kind of Dendrobium is actually just an ordinary medicinal herb, but if it grows for a long time in this mountain area with rich spiritual energy and few people, it will produce spiritual charm.

After putting it away, he hurriedly walked away.

In fact, there was still a young seedling, but it didn't have much spiritual energy, so he didn't dig them all up.

"There it is again!"

The medicine bug worked very hard. After twenty breaths, he found another one and was very happy.

……

"I'm finally here. Those idiots from other places, just wait and cry. Haha, all the spiritual herbs are mine!"

A gray figure jumped across a stream, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and muttered maliciously.

"Hmm? Where's my spiritual herb? Someone got there first?"

When the wretched old man arrived at the place and was about to start searching, he saw a lot of dug pits. In an instant, the smile on his face froze.

After all, he was old and had difficulty moving, so he could not travel as fast as Lu Luan. By the time he arrived, Lu Luan had already moved to another place.

"Which bastard is it?"