Chapter 41 Mysterious Golden Liquid

Holding the Xuanfeng Sword, Xiao Mian couldn't let it go.

The Xuanfeng Sword was three inches long and one inch wide, with ice blue as the body and black gold as the edge. When the true qi was infused, the flying sword could stimulate the sword light and produce sword light. The sword light was dark blue, almost black, adding a sense of calmness and grandeur compared to the previous ice blue. Overall, the appearance of the Xuanfeng Sword changed too much and was no longer the same as before.

I'm afraid that even if Nie Sheng, a member of the Demon Shadow Sect, was reborn and held the Xuanfeng Sword in his hands, he would not find that this was the flying sword he regarded as his life before.

Thinking of the sharp formation mentioned by the scholar, although Xiao Mian didn't understand its meaning, he still held the flying sword and stabbed it towards a red-leaf maple thorn beside him that was as thick as two people hugging - this was also because Xiao Mian didn't have time to sacrifice the Xuanfeng Sword and couldn't control it.

With a "thump" sound, the flying sword sank into the tree trunk.

Still unsatisfied, Xiao Mian pulled out the Xuanfeng Sword.

Except for a small hole with a fist diameter on the thick trunk, there was no damage at all.

This made Xiao Mian very disappointed: Could it be that this Xuanfeng Sword was just a silver-plated spear head? Could it be that the scholar was just pretending? Could it be that the Nine Heavens Mysterious Gold was just a common commodity?

If the scholar knew what Xiao Mian was thinking at this time, he might even want to fly back and take back the Xuanfeng Sword!

The Nine Heavens Mysterious Gold was as high as the seventh level, and it was a special wonder of heaven and earth for refining magic weapons. Even some spiritual treasures contained a certain amount of Nine Heavens Mysterious Gold. If it weren’t for the fact that the piece of Nine Heavens Mysterious Gold obtained by the scholar was too small, it would not have been Xiao Mian’s turn - but this also shows from another aspect that the Nine Heavens Mysterious Gold is precious. Even the dignified Yuanying Patriarch only got so little, and nothing else for the next hundred years. Can this thing be ordinary?

Fortunately, before Xiao Mian could continue to think wildly, he heard a muffled sound of "puff", and the thick maple trunk suddenly split in half in the middle, from the roots to the crown of the tree, nothing was spared, and even the land near the roots was split a lot.

It turned out that Xiao Mian was so excited that he didn't pay attention to the direction of the sword's impact, and he stabbed straight up and down at the maple tree.

Xiao Mian was caught off guard by the sudden change of the fire maple tree, and he was quite ashamed.

At this time, Xiao Mian was shocked, and shocked!

Seeing the maple tree that seemed to be split in half from head to toe, Xiao Mian was stunned, and then quickly hid the Xuanfeng sword in his storage bag, looked around, and after making sure that no one was paying attention to him, Xiao Mian hurriedly ran away.

After walking through the red maple forest of Huoyun Ridge for a while, Xiao Mian took a rest on an unusually large tree crown after making sure that no one was following him.

Since the end of the auction, Xiao Mian has experienced life and death several times. If the scholar hadn't chased Chun Yuxiong and rushed to the mountain temple, he would probably have been tortured to death in the Demon Shadow Sect. Xiao Mian, who had been in a state of high tension, finally breathed a sigh of relief. As a result, a feeling of fatigue instantly crept into his heart, making him drowsy.

In a trance, Xiao Mian felt a coolness at the corner of his mouth, as if something had dripped into his mouth. He smacked his lips and it seemed quite sweet. Xiao Mian, who thought he was dreaming, didn't bother to care and slept soundly.

When Xiao Mian woke up naturally, he found that it was already another sunrise - he had slept for a full ten hours!

Xiao Mian was shocked. Even if he could sleep, sleepy, or tired, he would not have slept for almost a day! That was a full ten hours! If someone with ulterior motives found Xiao Mian at this time, he would not dare to imagine the consequences. But then again, how could he sleep so well? No! There must be something wrong! Thinking of this, Xiao Mian recalled carefully and suddenly remembered the sweet taste that appeared in his dream.

Could it be...

Thinking, Xiao Mian looked up, but it was a coincidence that he just looked up and saw a drop of crystal clear liquid that looked like gold falling from the sky, falling straight into his mouth. Shocked, Xiao Mian stretched out his hand to block it, and the drop of unknown liquid was hit by his right hand and stained on the back of his hand. Xiao Mian took his right hand, which was dyed golden by the liquid, in front of his eyes, and suddenly a strong sweet fragrance came to his nose. After calming down, Xiao Mian bravely stretched out his tongue and licked it.

Sure enough, it was exactly the same sweet taste that appeared in the dream, but more real.

What is this?

Could it be that this thing caused me to sleep for ten hours?

Unfortunately, Xiao Mian was shallow in knowledge. Although he realized that this thing might be a treasure, he didn't know its specific use. He couldn't drink it when he couldn't sleep, right?

But this did not prevent Xiao Mian from wanting to find out the truth. After all, this drop of golden liquid would not really fall from the sky, so there was only one explanation, that it was produced by the red maple tree where he was hiding. With a thought, Xiao Mian stood up and searched higher up on the maple tree. After a moment, he found a small hole as thick as a finger above his head where he had just slept. The hole was shining with golden light and fragrant.

Obviously, the drop of golden liquid dripped from this small hole.

After finding the problem, Xiao Mian took out an empty porcelain bottle and pointed it at the hole, intending to collect this unknown golden liquid, but he waited for a quarter of an hour, and the hole had no reaction at all. Has the golden liquid in this hole been drained? Or does each drop of golden liquid need to wait for a long enough time before it is born? After waiting for another quarter of an hour, Xiao Mian still did not see the golden liquid appear, so he put away the empty porcelain bottle and jumped down from the maple tree.

Xiao Mian would not wait here for an unknown liquid whose actual use was unknown. It would be fine if he wasted some time, but it would be bad if someone discovered his whereabouts.

If it were normal times, with his strength of the eighth level of Qi training, he would have some self-protection ability, but now not far from Huoyun Ridge, there are Yuanying ancestors and Jindan masters fighting for a three-thousand-year-old spiritual medicine. Even the foundation-building cultivators are just cannon fodder. He, a small cultivator of the eighth level of Qi training, is the bottom of the bottom, the cannon fodder of the cannon fodder.

After noting the location of the red maple in his mind, Xiao Mian decided that if he found that this golden liquid was of great use in the future, he would still come back.

After that, Xiao Mian set off again, and wanted to get out of Huoyun Ridge first and then return to the Five Elements Gate after recognizing the direction.

If you don't want to cause trouble, trouble will come to you!

Xiao Mian shuttled back and forth in the red maple forest. Although he didn't lose his way, he was quite restrained. Suddenly, a "swoosh" sound came from the woods on the left. Xiao Mian was startled. The Xuanfeng Sword had appeared in his hand. As long as there was a slight disturbance, he decided to shoot the flying sword out regardless of the consequences. However, Xiao Mian searched carefully but found nothing, so he had to continue on his way, but his mood was a little heavy. After walking for a while, just when Xiao Mian suspected that he was suspicious before, another "swoosh" sound came suddenly, but this time it came from the right.

After searching again without results, Xiao Mian gritted his teeth and decided not to care about it, just bury his head and rush out of the red maple forest first.

Xiao Mian circulated his whole body of true energy, and his figure flew away like an arrow, but as soon as he moved, a fire shadow flew straight towards Xiao Mian. Xiao Mian was about to dodge, but he found that the fire shadow seemed familiar, and he was stunned. When he stretched out his hand to grab the fire shadow and take a closer look, Xiao Mian really couldn't help but smile bitterly: It turned out that the fire shadow was actually a fire beast, and it looked about the same size as the one he released that day.

He was actually scared to death by a fire beast and fled in a panic?

The more he thought about it, the more frustrated he felt. Xiao Mian looked at the Fire Beast with a less friendly look. On the other hand, the Fire Beast was no longer as timid as the rumors said. Although it was held by Xiao Mian's right hand, its little head was shaking, and from time to time it would stick out its tongue to lick the back of Xiao Mian's hand. Xiao Mian felt itchy and numb when it licked him, and he was angry and amused. But suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed through his mind. Once a bold idea appeared, it could no longer be stopped, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt it was right.

Could it be that the Fire Beast knew the purpose of the mysterious golden liquid?