Chapter 376: Bloody Sword Refining

Not long after, the black cloth flew up slowly, and it trembled in the air, as if it had burped, and then it flew back to Xiao Mian's hand.

After a few steps to the pile of gold scale ore, Xiao Mian was surprised and disappointed to see that the gold scale ore that was like a small mountain was completely swallowed up. The reason why Xiao Mian allowed the black cloth to swallow such a large pile of gold scale ore was naturally to see if the black cloth could fuse the gold scale ore into a higher-level spiritual material. Now that all the gold scale ore has entered the black cloth's stomach, there is no trace of residue left, which is obviously impossible!

It's just that the black cloth has finally woken up, and after swallowing such a large pile of gold scale ore, the state is surprisingly good. Xiao Mian will naturally not miss this God-given opportunity.

With a turn of his eyes, Xiao Mian took out a large bundle of fire beast skins, but did not wrap them directly with black cloth. He patiently selected them first. When Xiao Mian left the Northern Wilderness Prairie, the spiritual herbs and wood gold he brought with him had almost been used up. Only the Fire Beast skins were still in stock. In addition, the abyss was originally the burial place of the Fire Beast clan, and the quality and quantity of the Fire Beast skins stored inside were extremely high.

In just a moment, Xiao Mian picked out a hundred Fire Beast skins of the same size, thickness, quality and even color.

Taking a deep breath, Xiao Mian wrapped the Fire Beast skins with the black cloth, then put the black cloth bundle into his Dantian and waited for time to pass.

After a day and a night, Xiao Mian opened the black cloth package.

The result surprised Xiao Mian: There was no Fire Beast skin in the black cloth at this time, not even a hair!

Could it be... all eaten by it! ?

Xiao Mian just thought about it, and a timid thought emerged in his soul, just like a child who had done something wrong, admitting his fault.

Ha! What on earth is this black cloth?

Wait! I wonder if I can communicate with it...

With this thought in mind, seeing that Black Cloth was in good spirits, Xiao Mian picked out another hundred pieces of animal skins of the same quality and put them back into the black cloth.

Less than six hours later, the black cloth suspended in Xiao Mian's dantian suddenly vibrated. Xiao Mian quickly took it out, opened the package and saw it, and was overjoyed.

The hundred pieces of fire beast skins had been perfectly fused together, and they were indistinguishable from each other. Because Xiao Mian had carefully selected them in advance, the fire beast skins that were fused together this time were as natural as if they were torn from the same fire beast.

But the thickness and size were really not comparable to those of ordinary fire beasts, as if this piece of animal skin was really stripped from a fire beast that had lived for ten thousand years.

Before Xiao Mian could be happy for a while, Black Cloth had a weak thought, and then a black light flashed, drilled into Xiao Mian's body and stopped moving.

Obviously, just as Guitou guessed, simply swallowing will increase Black Cloth's spiritual energy, but this perfect fusion will consume a lot of Black Cloth's spiritual energy. After this fusion of the fire beast skin, it is unknown when Black Cloth will wake up next time.

Seeing the huge piece of skin in his hand, Xiao Mian pondered for a moment, then cut it into two halves, put one half into the white jade flying pendant, and the other half into a soul-sealing box, and then put it into a specific storage bag for later use.

After that, Xiao Mian only practiced and ignored worldly affairs.

In a flash, it was already March.

On this day, the scholar woke Xiao Mian up and pulled him to the refining workshop of the old man surnamed Wu.

When Xiao Mian came to the refining workshop, he saw a huge furnace burning fiercely. The sky-high flames seemed to go straight through the earth veins, which was a rare earth lung poisonous fire. Above the furnace, there was a seven-color streamer that wrapped the entire furnace, seven colors flowing, and starlight shining.

Obviously, this seven-colored stream of light is the nuclear explosion of the spirit fire of the old man surnamed Wu.

Under the flames that were like a net of heaven and earth, a black and white sword light appeared and disappeared in the furnace, and there was a faint sound of sword whistling. From time to time, it would hit the flame net and burst into a bunch of seven-colored sparks.

"Is this... the magic sword?"

"It's too early! This is just a sword embryo!" At this time, the old man surnamed Wu was full of energy, where was the dying old man? I don't know if it was the magical effect of the Wanqing Shoudan or the excitement of refining the Xingci magic sword. Without looking back, the old man surnamed Wu ordered: "Sprinkle blood in the furnace, a lot of blood, so that the sword can be refined with blood!"

"This..., my blood?"

"Nonsense! Hurry up!"

The old man surnamed Wu urged without looking back, but Xiao Mian dared not say anything.

Looking back at the scholar, seeing that he nodded, Xiao Mian reluctantly cut his finger, and saw a stream of green blood gushing out, rushing towards the furnace under Xiao Mian's control.

But the blood had not yet entered the furnace, and was evaporated by the high temperature of the furnace, and could not enter the furnace at all.

The old man surnamed Wu turned around and yelled at Xiao Mian: "Are you a fool? Can't you use the water attribute to wrap the blood? By the way, why is your blood green? Could it be that you are a spy of the demon clan who sneaked into my Wanzong City?"

"Brother Wu, don't worry! There is nothing wrong with this boy's origin!"

As he said this, the scholar stretched out his hand and patted Xiao Mian on the back, and Xiao Mian felt a chill spread throughout his body, and the blood gushing out of his fingers was also frozen, and then smoothly rushed into the furnace wrapped in flames, and then melted.

In this way, Xiao Mian breathed a sigh of relief.

Just a moment later, the old man surnamed Wu suddenly came to Xiao Mian, grabbed Xiao Mian's wrist and slashed it, and blood flashed in an instant, and the blood flow increased.

"Senior, are you killing a pig?"

"Hmph! If you just do that, this magic sword will be useless!"

"Stop talking, kid! The blood refining method requires extremely high blood quality and quantity from the cultivator himself. You should think about how to supply a large amount of blood!"

"......, how much blood do you need to supply?"

"Not much! One zhang square will do!"

"You two are murdering!? One zhang square is not enough?" Xiao Mian was about to get angry, but the scholar chuckled and said, "I'm kidding you! The first blood refining only requires a little blood."

"Huh..., senior, you can't play like this! Wait! The first blood refining? Is there a second time? Don't tell me there is a third time!"

"There are nine times in total! And each time, more and more blood will be needed!" At this point, the scholar withdrew his hand Palm, Xiao Mian knew that blood was no longer needed, and quickly closed the wound on his wrist, but he just happened to hear the scholar say with some gloating: "You should prepare some blood-generating and blood-replenishing spiritual herbs!"

"Is there no other way?"

"You can refine the Star Magnetic Sword without the blood refining method, but you will not be as handy as the blood refining method in the future. Senior Brother Wu and I also considered that the raw materials of this flying sword are very rare, so we did not hesitate to use the blood refining method to help you forge the sword! Besides, according to the current situation, if this sword is completed, it must be a magic weapon level. You are a foundation-building cultivator, and you don’t even have true essence. How can you sacrifice this magic weapon flying sword?"

"..., I understand!"

After coming out of the weapon refining workshop, Xiao Mian found Dan Qiusheng and came to the courtyard of the Jade Chu Patriarch for the second time.

Since we are preparing for a protracted war, finding spiritual herbs is essential.

Fortunately, the Jade Hoe Patriarch responded to Xiao Mian's request. When he heard that it was just some spiritual herbs that could replenish blood, the Jade Hoe Patriarch asked Ding Kaishan to take Xiao Mian to find it.

Ding Kaishan and Xiao Mian were also close friends, so he would not make things difficult for Xiao Mian.

Therefore, when Xiao Mian returned to the weapon refining workshop, there were already many high-level spiritual herbs in his storage bag.

Fortunately, Xiao Mian was determined not to take pills, but he was not determined not to eat spiritual herbs.

However, eating spiritual herbs raw is not as comfortable as taking pills. The taste of some spiritual herbs is definitely not wonderful, and there are many toxic substances mixed in them. If others took them raw, they would have died long ago. This is why Xiao Mian dared to do so.

After that, Xiao Mian was asked to bleed every three days.

As the scholar said, the amount of bloodletting was more and more.

Xiao Mian was able to hold out from eating the spiritual herbs for the first three times. He ate one plant for the fourth and fifth times, two plants for the sixth and seventh times, and three plants in one go for the eighth time. He managed to hold out.

Today is the ninth and last time of bloodletting.

As soon as he entered the weapon refining workshop, Xiao Mian felt that the scholar and the old man surnamed Wu looked at him with something wrong, and he couldn't help but shudder.

After that, everything went according to plan. The old man surnamed Wu took the knife, and the scholar helped. Xiao Mian only bled with one hand and held a spiritual herb to his mouth with the other hand. A lot of blood flowed numbly, Xiao Mian's face turned pale, his whole body trembled, and his head was dizzy. Then he couldn't help but take a bite of the spiritual herb. His mouth was full of bitter and fishy taste, but when he thought of the journey of a hundred miles, he gritted his teeth and held on.

This time, Xiao Mian ate five spiritual herbs raw before he completed the blood refining method.

Dragging his tired feet, Xiao Mian walked out of the weapon refining workshop.

A spring breeze blew a conversation behind him.

"How is it? I won! I said this kid would definitely be able to hold on, and he would definitely eat more than five spiritual herbs raw!"

"This kid! So bad? He only took three spiritual herbs for the eighth time and held on, how come he took five spiritual herbs at once for the ninth time? Four would have been enough!"

"But he ate five! I won! Give me that sixth-level 'Green Smoke Sand'!"

"Tsk! Take it! Take it!"

Xiao Mian's rosy face turned pale, and he was complaining in his heart: Inhuman! He actually bet on how many spiritual herbs he ate during the bloodletting process?