Dao Shaohua

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 picked up Fifth Sister, and for some reason, tears fell silently.

"Third brother, don't cry, don't cry."

Fifth Sister wiped away Yang Xiuming's tears, and then wow, she also started crying.

Now it was Yang Xiuming's turn to coax her.

"Don't cry, don't cry..."

"Third brother, don't you cry? If you don't cry, I won't cry either."

This little clever ghost is completely pretending to cry.

But this made Yang Xiuming's depression and sadness go away.

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!"

At night, just after dark, Fu Xialiang suddenly called everyone.

He immediately went to Taishangdao.

Seeing Fu Xialiang, Yang Xiuming said, "Congratulations!"

Fu Xialiang not only refined the Youdao Wandering Soul, but also completed the training of Youdao Guerrilla, and he was only short of the three tours combined to advance to the rank of Plundering Tournament.

Fu Xialiang said: "Brother, it's a good thing to call you here today, I finally applied for the permission to pick thousand-year-old maple leaves.

Come on, let's pick leaves! "

Zhang Yue is also coming, which he is most interested in.

"How much can you collect?"

"According to the regulations, one spirit stone and one leaf, I can collect up to 360 five leaves."

"Okay, so many?"

"Now I'm going to get rich!"

The three of them set off for a walk in the mountains.

In the mountains here, there are golden maple leaf forests everywhere, and maple leaves are flying endlessly in the sky.

But in the golden maple leaf tree, there are groups of elves.

They are similar to macaques, but only the size of a palm, and they take care of all the golden maple forests.

This is a spiritual beast domesticated by Taishang Dao, a second-level ceasus monkey, who specializes in taking care of various spiritual plants for the sect.

To take the Golden Maple Leaf, it must be under their supervision.

And there must be a quota, and at the same time, for each golden maple leaf taken, one spiritual stone must be paid.

A thousand-year-old maple leaf is worth about twelve spirit stones.

It is very difficult for someone to make up 99 thousand-year-old maple leaves at one time, so there are people here who buy and sell sporadically.

There are golden maple trees all over the mountains and plains. Some ordinary leaves fall, but most of the maple leaves that contain aura do not fall for many years.

Among them, the thousand-year-gold maple leaf is only a very small number, and taking the thousand-year-gold 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 core field.

In the field, everything is fully visible.

As the night assimilated and swept across, many golden maple leaves were locked by him one by one, and one after another identified the one as the thousand-year-old golden maple leaf.

But Yang Xiuming couldn't help shaking his head, the chances of a thousand-year golden maple leaf are too small.

There are almost thousands of golden maple leaves for only one thousand-year golden maple leaf.

It is said that it is a thousand-year-old golden maple leaf, but it does not mean that it has really experienced a thousand years of time, but that it has existed on this golden maple tree for a certain period of time, decades, or a hundred years, and it is called the golden maple leaf that has evolved into a special spiritual material.

It's really a thousand years, that's not bad!
As long as you discover the characteristics and assimilate Yang Xiuming's dark night, you can easily find other same thousand-year-old golden maple leaves.

Yang Xiuming searched and searched, and said, "I've found 360 and five thousand-year-old golden maple leaves. Have you picked them all?"

Fu Xialiang shook her head and said: "If you can't do something absolutely, you will be hated by others.

The three of us, taking 290 seven pieces, happened to refine three divine swords.

Picking another [-] leaves is considered to be the cost, and the rest is just picking some ordinary leaves. It can't be too much, there is no way, enough is enough. "

Zhang Yue nodded and said, "If there is someone to supervise, it won't be all harvested, not greedy or wolfish, it makes sense!"

Yang Xiuming nodded and said, "Alright then, let's start!"

Fu Xialiang began to pick leaves, and the first few were ordinary golden maple leaves, which immediately attracted the ridicule and ridicule of a group of little monkeys.

Then Fu Xialiang started to take the thousand-year-old maple leaves, and after taking more than 30 thousand-year-old maple leaves, the little monkeys started screaming.

Those are all the treasures of the sect they guarded. Seeing Fu Xialiang adopt such a move, each of them feels distressed and has no choice.

Fu Xialiang stopped to take it, thought for a while, and issued a flying talisman.

Soon, a handyman from the outer door brought a box of spirit peaches.

"Level one peaches add up to less than three spirit stones."

Then Fu Xialiang threw these spirit peaches to the little monkeys on the tree.

Immediately, the little monkeys cheered and rushed wildly.

Fu Xialiang took the thousand-year-old maple leaf again, and they stopped shouting, guarding the thousand-year-old maple leaf is a spiritual object of the public, how can they have the fragrance of the spirit peach in their hands.

After a while, Fu Xialiang took 360 five golden maple leaves, including 330 thousand-year-old golden maple leaves.

There was nothing to do at night, and early the next morning, he called the handyman here to help with sales.

Some of the residents here have been buying thousand-year-old golden maple leaves for a long time. The handymen and managers here are familiar with it, and they quickly found a buyer.

The 33 thousand-year-old maple leaves were all sold, and they were exchanged for 390 six spirit stones.

Fu Xialiang paid 360 five spirit stones, and gave the steward five spirit stones for running errands. After removing those who bought peaches, there were still 23 spirit stones left, all of which were put away.

Each person is divided into 99 thousand-year-old maple leaves, but this one still needs to be refined!

But where will the three of them meet, Fu Xialiang has long been prepared to find a senior brother.

At noon, Fu Xialiang packed a escaping sparrow, flew out for a quarter of an hour, and arrived at a cave residence, Tie Ningya.

This is an active crater, and there are various refining workshops around the crater. According to the location, Fu Xialiang found a treasure-making workshop.

This workshop was established by a real cultivator who established the foundation, and he was also an apprentice of Master Broken Tie, one of the official disciples.

Fu Xialiang found him, bowed and said, "Senior Brother Gu Ling, this time please!"

"Hahaha, but three small swords, trivial matter!"

Brother Gu Ling took Fu Xialiang's thousand-year-old golden maple leaf and said:
"You wait outside for a while, three hours, come and get the sword!"

"Okay, brother!"

At this point, someone helped practice the sword, and when Fu Xialiang left here, Zhang Yue couldn't help asking:

"for free?"

"Yes, brothers from the same sect, a favor!"

"This favor?"

"Later, maybe light, maybe heavy.

But for me now, it’s a timely gift, just owe it! "

Three hours later, Fu Xialiang went to get the sword.

The three divine swords are three feet and three inches long. On the blades, there seems to be a layer of golden sunlight flowing endlessly.

It has the characteristics of sharpness, breaking evil, and toughness. Its light is faint and empty, its body is as thin as paper, and its sword is surrounded by light and shadow, looming, as if it is integrated, and has a unique style.

The third-order divine sword, the golden autumn blood-stained maple leaf sword!

The three of them are extremely happy, this is the first third-order magic weapon belonging to the three of them!
One by one, go home separately.

Back home, Yang Xiuming put away the Qingfeng sword and put it under his father's bed, to keep it for his fourth brother in the future.

Just like the elder brother left the long sword corundum for him!
And he is a little bit of black night assimilated into golden autumn blood-stained maple leaf sword!

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