A small casual cultivator!

Chapter 887 Setting the Plan

"Other profound meanings?"

Lu Luan didn’t think so much about it. He just wanted to simply heal the ghost cultivators and then rest himself.

However, after hearing Lin Xi's specific words, and thinking about it carefully, it seems that it is indeed very likely. Chunyang Palace is insignificant in Haoyue Sect, and usually only two old elders are sent to be in charge there. Putting myself there would be a bit of a waste of talent.

Is it simply because his thunder has certain benefits for those ghost cultivators?

Lin Xi analyzed: "Brother Lu, after other people reach the peak of the Golden Core, their primordial spirit and soul have been slowly merging, but your fusion is blocked now. This is because you have encountered shackles. I asked several true elders today, and they said that the best way is to completely put aside all kinds of distractions in cultivation and concentrate on doing something. The more you devote yourself, the better the effect. Or you can travel and experience the various aspects of the human world. However, now that the demon clan is blocking us, the latter is definitely not possible."

“Senior Brother Lu, I think what the Third Elder meant is to give you the Chunyang Palace to deal with, rather than asking you to follow the old rules and wait there all day to deal with a few ghost cultivators and then do nothing but play chess or read books. Senior Brother Lu, you shouldn’t just think about getting by with perfunctory responses. Even if they are just small matters, you have to take them seriously.” Lin Xi looked at him very seriously.

After Lu Luan reflected on himself, he realized that he did have these shortcomings. He said to Lin Xi with a clear expression, "I've learned your lesson."

After all, he has been a casual cultivator for too long, and his way of thinking and doing things is obviously different from that of immortal disciples like Lin Xi. What he cares more about is actually personal interests.

"Xiao Xi, what do you think I should do next?"

Lu Luan wanted to see what Lin Xi thought.

Lin Xi asked: "What percentage of the ghost cultivators in Chunyang Palace can successfully transform?"

"Less than 10%."

Lu Luan replied that the difficulty of transforming from a Yin Ghost to a Yang God is much greater than breaking through a major realm.

"How long does it take for each ghost cultivator to undergo thunder tempering?"

“About once every three months.”

"Brother Lu, I think you should find a way to increase the transformation rate as much as possible. In other words, increase the time for ghost cultivation to temper itself."

"Although I can help the ghost cultivators recover quickly after each tempering, I cannot restore the psychological fear caused by the Pure Yang Thunder. It takes time to fade away. Otherwise, if I push them too hard, it may cause a drastic change in their temperament." Lu Luan had another worry.

He was worried that before he could transform those ghost cultivators into Yang Gods, he would torture them into madness first.

Ghost cultivators are evil spirits after all, and their bodies are just spirits without flesh and blood. The Pure Yang Thunder just happens to restrain them, and the tempering process is no different from execution. After a long time, even he can't withstand it.

"This requires you to guide them patiently, using various methods to allay their fears and enhance their confidence."

"It's so troublesome."

Lu Luan felt a headache. He thought it was an easy job, but if he wanted to do it well, he would have to put in a lot of energy. However, he also knew that if he really did it as Lin Xi said, the benefits to him would be self-evident.

"It's okay, just treat it as a practice. If there are any difficulties, we can find a way to solve them together." Lin Xi encouraged him, but at the same time frowned and said: "However, I am a little worried that they will not cooperate. After all, they are also elders and may not necessarily listen to your arrangements."

Lu Luan smiled and said, "You don't have to worry about that."

"Brother Lu, you don't want to use force, do you?"

Lin Xi looked at him suspiciously, she knew very well that Lu Luan was actually quite arrogant.

"No, the sect doesn't seem to pay much attention to them. If I'm willing to help them wholeheartedly, I believe most of them will cooperate." Lu Luan picked up a piece of cake with his hand, but did not eat it himself. Instead, he gave it to Lin Xi.

"That's good," Lin Xi lowered her head, slightly raised her teeth, and put the food in her hand into her mouth. While eating, she said, "Brother Lu, your thunder can help those ghost cultivators to condense their spirit bodies. So in normal times, you can organize them, collect them in the barrier, and use thunder to temper them. Also, you are now an inner sect elder, and you have the power to summon some inner sect disciples to help."

"understood."

After hearing what Lin Xi said, his thoughts became clear.

The two began to discuss the next specific matters.

Lin Xi is now the eldest senior sister of their lineage and is very experienced in this kind of expression. She provided many good methods. After dinner was almost over, the plan was almost discussed.

It was still early and they had nothing to do, so they walked around the city to relax and continued to discuss some details.

The sky was dark.

The moon is bright and bright.

……

Early the next morning.

Lu Luan left his residence and went to Chunyang Palace.

Lin Xi did not go to the elders today to guide his fellow junior fellow students, but practiced in the house.

"Elder Lu, you are here."

In Chunyang Palace, Deng Feng was lying on a rocking chair, drinking tea leisurely under a tree.

He lives in this Chunyang Palace, and at his age, he basically doesn't need to practice any skills or supernatural powers anymore.

"Come, sit here. There are basically no ghost cultivators coming to temper themselves at this time. I lost to you in yesterday's game of chess. Let's continue today."

Before Lu Luan approached, he had already prepared the tables, chairs and benches quickly and enthusiastically.

Lu Luan said: "Elder Deng, we won't play chess today."

"Okay, let's drink tea and talk."

Lu Luan shook his head and said, "No, Elder Deng, I plan to gather the ghost cultivators from the Chunyang Palace. I need to explain some things to them and see what they think."

"Elder Lu, what are you going to do?"

Deng Feng looked at him in confusion.

Lu Luan looked up and looked around. "The ghost cultivators in the Pure Yang Palace are a bit slack, and the number of them transforming into Yang Gods is too small. I plan to help them increase their chances of transformation."

Deng Feng stood up with a frown on his face. He was very surprised when he heard Lu Luan's intention, and then he said earnestly, "Elder Lu, cultivation is your own business, and the feeling of being struck by Pure Yang Thunder is more unbearable than having your bones and tendons pulled out. It's good for you to think of a way. I'm worried that your interference will backfire."

He is the Yang God and knows how much suffering the transformation process involves.

And if they are pushed too far, the ghost cultivators in Chunyang Palace might be scared away.

Lu Luan said: "I will proceed step by step, and I usually use my thunder to condense ghost bodies for them."

"But there are more than 500 ghost cultivators in Chunyang Palace. You are overworked."

Deng Feng hesitated.

"It's okay. Since the Third Elder asked me to come to Chunyang Palace to work, I must be loyal to my duties and not be perfunctory." Lu Luan said in a firm voice.

Seeing this, Deng Feng was very surprised. The Elder Lu today was completely different from the Elder Lu yesterday.

"Thank you, Elder Lu."

Deng Feng bowed sincerely to express his gratitude, because the Haoyue Sect is short of resources now, and because the Yang God has many defects and weaknesses, and it takes a lot of resources to cultivate the Yang God, so the Chunyang Palace is also unimportant and is not taken seriously at all.

It was a rare opportunity for a caring and strong person to come, and he was deeply touched.

"I'll go call those ghost cultivators over right now."

After standing up, he flew towards the depths of Chunyang Palace.

“I don’t know if I can do this well.”

Watching Deng Feng's figure disappear, Lu Luan murmured in his heart, although he has lived for nearly two hundred years, this is the first time he has done such a thing.

Soon, more than 500 ghost cultivators gathered here one after another.

Staying in Chunyang Palace, they all wanted to become Yang Gods, and looked at him with hope in their eyes.

Next, Lu Luan will gradually implement the method discussed with Lin Xi.

These ghost cultivators also cooperated unexpectedly, and everything began to proceed in an orderly manner. Although there were some unexpected difficulties, they were gradually solved.

Although there are more than 500 ghost cultivators, their strength is not strong. As for thunder, he can provide it easily. However, due to the large number, it is not laborious, but very time-consuming.

Time passed like this day by day.

With his help, the atmosphere in Chunyang Palace changed little by little.

And after persisting for a period of time, he was surprised to find that his soul and his spirit showed signs of merging again.

Everything started to move in the right direction.