Chapter 40: Gifting the Sword to Xuanfeng

The next morning, the sun rose.

"Although I didn't come here specifically to save you last night, I did save you. In this way, the favor I promised that day has been repaid. Although this place is desolate, it should not be difficult to get out with your cultivation." As he spoke, the scholar's figure slowly rose, and when he was three feet above the ground, he nodded to Xiao Mian and said, "Be careful, I'm going!"

Before he finished speaking, the figure disappeared.

Xiao Mian stared blankly at the empty sky, feeling depressed for a while.

Looking around, the surroundings were desolate, and the only mountain temple was also shaky due to Chun Yuxiong's self-explosion of the golden elixir last night.

Thinking of Chun Yuxiong, Xiao Mian thought of another person - Chun Yuxiong's apprentice - Nie Sheng!

At that time, after the scholar put Chun Yuxiong into the magic weapon called "Shangshu", he didn't care about Nie Sheng's body at all. With a clever idea, Xiao Mian ran back to the mountain temple in a hurry. As expected, Nie Sheng's horrible corpse was still there, and a storage bag fell alone on the ground.

Picking up the storage bag, Xiao Mian looked inside anxiously.

"I'm rich! I'm rich now!"

The more he looked, the more frightened he became. He didn't know if Nie Sheng was a robber. There were nearly a hundred middle-grade spirit stones in the storage bag, and five thousand low-grade spirit stones - as far as Xiao Mian knew, this was comparable to Lu Chengfeng's wealth.

Besides, there were other messy things, many of which Xiao Mian didn't recognize, but the ones that Nie Sheng treasured and put in the storage bag were obviously treasures that Xiao Mian could not reach now.

There was also a set of black robes embroidered with the logo of the Demon Shadow Sect in Nie Sheng's storage bag, which was obviously similar to the Five Elements Robe of the Five Elements Sect. I don't know whether Nie Sheng despised it or wanted to conceal his identity, but he put it aside and didn't use it.

It was precisely because of this that this set of robes for the inner disciples of the Demon Shadow Sect was well preserved.

However, what made Xiao Mian most excited was the blue flying sword that almost killed him in Huoyun Ridge, lying quietly in the storage bag.

Xiao Mian was still immersed in the feeling of getting rich overnight, when a light sound suddenly came from outside the door, which surprised Xiao Mian. But before he could react, he saw the scholar coming back with an embarrassed face. Seeing Xiao Mian holding the storage bag and staring at him warily, the scholar made a look of understanding, but did not say it.

After carefully stuffing the storage bag into the inner layer of his clothes, Xiao Mian breathed a sigh of relief. Although the Yuanying Patriarch should not look down on Nie Sheng's storage bag, Xiao Mian was relieved when the thing really came into his arms.

But problems followed one after another. Why did this gentleman in front of him come back now after he was anxious to leave just now?

"Hey... kid, do you know the way to Huoyun Ridge?"

"Huoyun Ridge? Senior is going to Huoyun Ridge too?"

"So you know it?"

"I knew it before, but not now! Because I don't know where I am now, but if you can send me back to Lingchuan Market, I will know the way!" Xiao Mian rolled his eyes and a plan came to his mind. There is no village in front of me, and no shop behind me. It's unknown when I can go back by myself. It would be a fool not to use the ride in front of me! The scholar didn't seem to think so much. After hearing what Xiao Mian said, he took out the "Book of Shang" without saying a word, threw Xiao Mian up, and drove the "Book of Shang" into the sky.

When Xiao Mian first saw the Book of History, he was shocked. The scene of Chun Yuxiong, a Jindan strongman, being sucked into the book appeared in his mind. When he sat on the pages of the book, he found that the pages were soft and smooth, better than silk. Obviously, this Book of History is not only a magic weapon for killing enemies, but also a magic weapon for flying. Perhaps it has other functions that Xiao Mian could not imagine.

It takes one day to come and one minute to return.

Although Jindan strongmen are known as the strongest under the Yuanying ancestors, they are nothing compared to the Yuanying ancestors!

Chun Yuxiong took Xiao Mian to rush for a whole day to reach the dilapidated mountain temple, but after flying on the scholar's Book of History for only a quarter of an hour, Xiao Mian and the scholar returned to Lingchuan Market. Before he recovered from the shock of the rapid flight, Xiao Mian saw the scholar urging him anxiously, shook his head, and pointed to the north.

In an instant, a light flashed over the Lingchuan Market.

Although the number of cultivators still in Lingchuan Market has greatly decreased, there are still many low-level cultivators who have not gone to Huoyun Ridge to participate. They only felt a vibration above their heads, and then there was a whistling sound. Looking up, there was nothing.

In just a moment, "Shangshu" flew over Huoyun Ridge.

"Is this Huoyun Ridge? It's a good place! I can already sense the fluctuations of the true essence in front of me. It's too dangerous to go forward with your strength. You can get down here." Without waiting for Xiao Mian to answer, the scholar had already put him on a red maple tree, turned around and was about to leave, but stopped and said to Xiao Mian: "Although we have settled the matter before, it is my request to let you lead the way. Think about whether you have any requirements. If possible, I will help you complete it, of course, the premise is not to spend too much time!"

Xiao Mian was overjoyed when he heard this: this is the Yuanying Patriarch who promised to help him do something. Although it can't take too much time, with the ability of the Yuanying Patriarch, things that ordinary people can't complete in their lifetime are just a piece of cake in their hands.

After thinking for a moment, Xiao Mian took out Nie Sheng's storage bag again and took out the blue flying sword.

"Excuse me, senior, can you help me change the appearance of this flying sword?"

"Good boy! Good eyesight! Good scheming!" After praising Xiao Mian, the scholar opened his right hand to attract the flying sword, swept the sword body with his consciousness, then pondered for a moment, and took out a piece from his storage bag. The thumb-sized piece of black gold metal smiled bitterly at Xiao Mian: "You're lucky, kid! Because this piece of 'Nine Heavens Mysterious Gold' is too small, I haven't been able to use it for hundreds of years. I didn't expect that it would be an advantage for you today!"

As he spoke, a burst of ice-blue flames appeared on the scholar's right hand holding the flying sword.

The flame was like a ball of beating ice flowers. As soon as the servant appeared, Xiao Mian unconsciously shrank his neck and felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

This is actually a group of extremely rare cold flames!

Before Xiao Mian could even utter a exclamation, he saw that the blue flying sword had been completely wrapped in ice flames. During the crackling sound, the blue flying sword had a tendency to gradually melt. Looking at the scholar's left hand again, the so-called Nine Heavens Mysterious Gold was pulled by the scholar into a thin and narrow strip. When it was three feet long, the scholar wrapped the black-gold strip in the blue fly like a hem. The outer edge of the sword becomes the new blade!

After a moment, the ice flames gradually died down and the flying sword took shape.

"Then! Except for the flying formation that cannot be removed, I erased the other two irrelevant formations engraved in it, leaving only the triple overlapping 'sharp' formation, which can maximize the sharp properties of Jiutian Xuanjin. Let's call this sword 'Xuanfeng', it's enough for you to use it to the top of the foundation!" Throwing the unrecognizable flying sword, the scholar's figure disappeared into the sky, leaving only a soft voice: "Boy. ! If you go to Wan Zongyuan in the future, you might as well stop by our Confucian 'Hexi Terrace' and see you there again!"

Xiao Mian stretched out his hand to take the flying sword. Hearing the scholar's parting words, he couldn't help but feel moved and excited at the same time - although there are some casual cultivators like Chun Yuxiong who bully the weak in the spiritual world, there are also scholars like this who play games with the world. Senior master.

If I succeed in cultivating Taoism in the future, I will definitely wield the sword like this senior!

When encountering injustice on the road, use your sword to navigate the world!