Chapter 104: Golden Autumn Blood-Stained Maple Leaf Sword
Back home, Yang Xiuming was in a bad mood.
Fifth sister came over and shouted: "Third brother, give me a hug!"
Yang Xiuming hugged her fifth sister, and for some reason, she silently shed tears.
"Third brother, don't cry, don't cry."
Fifth sister wiped Yang Xiuming's tears, and then she started crying too.
Now it was Yang Xiuming's turn to coax her.
"Don't cry, don't cry..."
"Third brother, don't you cry anymore? If you don't cry, I won't cry either."
This clever little guy was just pretending to cry.
But this made Yang Xiuming's depression and sadness disappear.
People have to live no matter what, and living in the present is the most important thing.
He slapped his face hard and said:
"Yang Xiuming, be brave!"
"Live well! Live!"
In the evening, just after dark, Fu Xialiang suddenly called everyone.
He immediately went to Taishang Road.
Seeing Fu Xialiang, Yang Xiuming said: "Congratulations!"
Fu Xialiang not only refined the wandering spirit, but also completed the training of wandering guerrillas. He just needed to combine the three wanderings into one to advance to the level of raiding wanderer.
Fu Xialiang said: "Brother, it's a good thing to call you here today. I finally applied for the permission to harvest the Millennium Golden Maple Leaf.
Come on, let’s go pick leaves!”
Zhang Yue is also here, and he is most interested in this.
"How many can you collect?"
"According to the regulations, for one spiritual stone and one leaf, I can collect up to 365 leaves."
"Okay, so many?"
"I'm going to get rich now!"
The three of them set off and walked through the mountains and fields.
In the mountains here, there are golden maple leaf forests everywhere, and the maple leaves are flying endlessly in the sky.
But among the golden maple trees, there are groups of elves.
They are similar to macaques, but only the size of a palm. They take care of and guard all the golden maple forests.
This is a spiritual beast tamed by Taishang Dao, a second-level monkey that specializes in taking care of various spiritual plants for the sect.
Taking Golden Maple Leaf must be under their supervision.
Moreover, there must be a quota, and for every golden maple leaf taken, one spiritual stone must be paid.
A thousand-year-old golden maple leaf is worth approximately twelve spiritual stones.
It is difficult for someone to collect ninety-nine thousand-year-old golden maple leaves at one time, so there are people buying and selling them here.
There are golden maple trees all over the mountains and plains. Some ordinary leaves have fallen, but most of the maple leaves, which contain spiritual energy, have not fallen for many years.
Among them, the Millennium Golden Maple Leaf is only a very small minority, and taking the Millennium Golden Maple Leaf here is like gambling.
But for Yang Xiuming at night, it was too simple.
His Night Assimilation is a weakened version of the Golden Elixir Domain.
In the realm, everything is revealed.
The dark night swept by, and he locked on the many golden maple leaves one by one, and they all identified that it was the thousand-year golden maple leaf.
However, Yang Xiuming couldn't help but shake his head. The chance of golden maple leaves in this thousand-year period is too small.
It takes almost thousands of golden maple leaves to get just one thousand-year golden maple leaf.
To say that it is a thousand-year golden maple leaf does not mean that it has actually experienced a thousand years, but that it has existed on this golden maple tree for a certain period of time, decades or centuries, and evolved into a special spiritual material.
It really takes a thousand years, so that’s not bad!
As long as you discover the characteristics and assimilate it with Yang Xiuming's dark night, it is easy to find other identical thousand-year-old golden maple leaves.
Yang Xiuming checked over and over again and said, "I have checked three hundred and sixty-five thousand-year-old golden maple leaves. Can I pick them all?"
Fu Xialiang shook his head and said: "If you don't do things right, you will be hated by others.
The three of us took 297 pieces and refined three divine swords.
Pick another thirty leaves, which will be considered as collection expenses, and the rest will be picked at random, some ordinary leaves, don’t go too far, there is no other way, just stop in moderation.”
Zhang Yue nodded and said: "In case there is someone to supervise, this is not just picking them all, neither greedy nor wolfish, it makes sense!"
Yang Xiuming nodded and said: "Okay, let's start!"
Fu Xialiang began to collect leaves. The first few were ordinary golden maple leaves, which immediately attracted the ridicule of a group of little monkeys.
Then Fu Xialiang started to take the thousand-year-old golden maple leaves. After taking more than thirty thousand-year-old golden maple leaves, the little monkeys started to scream.
Those were the treasures of the sect that they were guarding. Seeing Fu Xialiang's actions, everyone was so distressed that they had no choice but to do anything.
Fu Xialiang stopped taking action, thought for a moment, and sent out a flying talisman.
Soon, a doorman from outside delivered a box of spiritual peaches.
"The total number of first-order peaches is less than three spirit stones."
Then Fu Xialiang threw these spiritual peaches to the little monkeys on the tree.
Immediately the little monkeys cheered and started grabbing all kinds of things.
Fu Xialiang took the Thousand-Year Golden Maple Leaf again, and they stopped shouting. The Thousand-Year Golden Maple Leaf was guarded by the public as a spiritual object, and how could it be as fragrant as the spiritual peach fragrance in his own hands.
After a while, Fu Xialiang took 365 golden maple leaves, including 330 thousand-year-old golden maple leaves.
There was nothing to do at night. Early the next morning, he called the handyman here and asked him to help with sales.
There is a resident here who has been purchasing the thousand-year-old golden maple leaf for a long time. The handymen and stewards here are all familiar with it, and they quickly found a buyer.
Thirty-three thousand-year-old golden maple leaves were all sold in exchange for 396 spiritual stones.
Fu Xialiang paid three hundred and sixty-five spirit stones and gave the steward five spirit stones for running errands. Excluding the one who bought the peaches, there were still twenty-three spirit stones left, which were all put away.
Each person is divided into ninety-nine thousand-year-old golden maple leaves, but this requires sword training!
But where will the three of them meet? Fu Xialiang has already prepared to find a senior fellow student.
At noon, Fu Xialiang wrapped a flying bird and flew out for a quarter of an hour, arriving at a cave residence, Tie Ning Cliff.
This is an active volcano crater. There are various weapon refining workshops on all sides of the crater. Fu Xialiang found a treasure refining workshop based on the location.
This workshop was established by a foundation-building cultivator, who was also the disciple of Broken Iron Master and one of his official disciples.
Fu Xialiang found him, saluted and said, "Brother Gu Ling, I'll take care of you this time!"
"Hahaha, it's just three small swords, a trivial matter!"
Senior Brother Gu Ling took Fu Xialiang's thousand-year-old golden maple leaf and said:
"You wait outside for a while, maybe three hours, and come and get the sword!"
"Okay, senior brother!"
At this point, someone was helping to practice the sword. When Fu Xialiang left here, Zhang Yue couldn't help but ask:
"for free?"
"Yes, fellow disciples, just a favor!"
"This favor?"
"We'll talk about it later, maybe it's light, maybe it's heavy.
But for me now, it’s a timely help, so I owe you what you owe!”
Soon after three hours, Fu Xialiang went over to get the sword.
Three divine swords, the swords are three feet and three inches long. On the sword body, there seems to be a layer of golden sunlight that flows continuously.
It has the characteristics of sharpness, evil-breaking, and toughness. Its light is as light as a void, its body is as thin as paper, and its sword is surrounded by light and shadow, faintly visible, as if it is integrated, and has a unique style.
The third-level divine sword, the golden autumn blood-stained maple leaf sword!
The three of them are extremely happy, this is the first level three magic weapon belonging to them!
One by one, everyone goes home.
After returning home, Zhang Yue put away the Qingfeng Sword and placed it under his father's bed to keep it for his fourth brother in the future.
Just like the eldest brother left the long sword corundum for him!
And he is a little bit of the night assimilated into the golden autumn blood-stained maple leaf sword!
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