Chapter 88: Tip-Off

Looking at the Yellow Spring Pond, Xiao Mian's expression was uncertain.

The most eye-catching thing in the Yellow Spring Pond now is naturally the unknown thousand-year-old spiritual grass, followed by a piece of eerie white bones and a small marble.

The marble was the silver light blasting bomb that Xiao Mian got from Fu Qingqiong. The first thing Xiao Mian did when he returned to the grassland that day was to find Ye Qingguo and ask her how to refine the silver light blasting bomb.

Unfortunately, although Ye Qingguo is an alchemist with solid theoretical knowledge, the silver light blasting bomb is really not within the scope of her research. If it is thrown directly into the Luanyin furnace for refining, it is afraid that the Ye family's ancestral alchemy furnace will be blown up.

In desperation, Xiao Mian had to find another way, but he had no clue.

But at this time, Guitou said something without thinking: If fire doesn't work, can't we use water?

This word awakened the dreamer. Most of the alchemy and refining in the cultivation world use fire, but there is indeed a so-called water refining method.

Finally, Xiao Mian threw the silver light blasting bomb into the Yellow Spring Pond, trying to temper it with the cold water of the Yellow Spring Pond to make it meet his requirements.

When thirty-six days passed, Xiao Mian came to see it and found that the silver light blasting bomb was smaller; when he came again on the seventy-seventh and forty-nineth day, he found that it was smaller again; after that, on the eighty-eighth and sixty-fourth day, and the ninety-nineth and eighty-oneth day, Xiao Mian had come and found that the silver light blasting bomb was getting smaller and smaller, and it was developing in the direction he expected. Finally, today, on the 108th day, Xiao Mian felt that the time was ripe and planned to fish out the marble.

As for the strange white bone, it was originally deposited in the Yellow Spring Pond.

Before that, Xiao Mian had not noticed it. He only discovered the existence of the white bone before throwing the silver light blasting bomb into the pond that day.

At that time, Xiao Mian had a thought and threw the silver light blasting bomb near the white bone.

Today, Xiao Mian came to get the silver light explosive bomb, so he wanted to kill two birds with one stone...

Xiao Mian took out a large and somewhat bloated glove from the storage bag and put it on his hand.

This glove is made of the skin of the fire beast, but it is not an ordinary skin. It is made by Xiao Mian after hollowing out the piece of fire beast skin that was formed after being wrapped in black cloth that day.

Putting on the gloves, Xiao Mian remembered the joke about "gloves" that he had talked about with Lu Chengfeng and Fu Qingqiong when he first came to Huoyun Ridge a long time ago.

I didn't expect that after so many years, things have changed and nothing is the same!

Collecting his thoughts, Xiao Mian remembered the fingernail that was frozen off by the water when he first touched the Yellow Spring Cold Pond, and he shuddered again.

According to Guitou, the Yellow Spring Cold Pond is extremely cold and cold in nature, freezing all living things and absorbing all living souls. Even Guitou's soul was swallowed alive by it.

When Xiao Mian threw the silver-light blast bomb into the Yellow Springs Cold Pond, he had considered the issue of retrieving it in the future. However, thinking that the Yellow Springs Cold Pond was just in the same place as the burial place of the Fire Beast, he was afraid that only the fire-proof cloth that was close at hand could restrain it.

This is why Xiao Mian had this huge fire-proof cloth glove in his hand, but he had to try it to know whether it would work or not.

After all the thoughts of success and failure in his mind were restrained, Xiao Mian stretched out his gloved right hand, but his eyes were fixed on the marble in the cold pond.

A red light flashed, and Xiao Mian's right hand had already reached into the Yellow Springs Cold Pond, and then the huge fire-proof cloth glove melted at a speed visible to the naked eye. Xiao Mian had no time to marvel, and quickly grabbed the silver-light blast bomb and the piece of white bones and retracted his palm.

When his right hand left the cold pond, only a thin layer of cloth remained on the original huge fire-proof cloth glove.

If Xiao Mian's movements were a little slower, he would have lost his right hand forever!

But before Xiao Mian could be afraid for a moment, his face changed drastically, and he suddenly felt a knife-like pain coming from his right hand that was holding the finger bone.

In shock, Xiao Mian threw the finger bone on the ground.

"Don't be afraid! It's just a piece of demon finger bone!" Guitou's voice sounded at the right time, solving Xiao Mian's doubts: "Seventh-level spiritual material, demon finger bone, how can a cultivator of the eighth level of Qi training like you bear such a strong spiritual energy fluctuation?"

"Demon finger bone? Seventh-level spiritual material!?"

"Well! Let's put this thing here first! Seventh-level spiritual material, the spiritual energy fluctuation it emits is stronger than that of top-grade spiritual stones. It is not something that your storage bag can shield at all, even ordinary storage magic weapons cannot completely shield it!"

"This... that's it!"

Xiao Mian is also a person who can take it or put it down. After recovering from the shock of the seventh-level spiritual material, Xiao Mian didn't look at it much, and threw the demon finger bone by the pond.

Anyway, if this secret place is discovered by someone, Xiao Mian will definitely not be able to get the Heavenly Demon Finger Bone or the Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Herb. If no one finds it, it is much safer to leave it by the pond than to carry it with him...

Just wait until Xiao Mian's strength improves in the future, and then deal with it.

Taking a deep breath, suppressing the panic in his heart, Xiao Mian left the secret cave without looking back.

After returning to the wooden house, Xiao Mian took out the miniature silver light explosion bomb and looked at it carefully. However, although Xiao Mian has made great progress in body training, he is only at the eighth level of Qi training, and has not cultivated even a trace of divine consciousness. If you want to know the power contained in the disposable consumable silver light explosion bomb, you can only detect it through divine consciousness. In desperation, Xiao Mian had to ask Guitou for help, after all, his soul consciousness has a similar function to divine consciousness.

After Guitou's test, he found that this silver explosive bomb had been tempered in the Yellow Springs Cold Pond for 108 days, and unnecessary impurities had been removed. Although its power had not increased or decreased much, it seemed to contain a trace of the power of the Yellow Springs Cold Pond.

Hearing this, Xiao Mian breathed a sigh of relief: no matter what the power of the Yellow Spring Cold Pond was for, his first step was accomplished.

After that, Xiao Mian fiddled with it for a long time before he put the silver light explosive bomb into the soul-sealing box, affixed the soul-sealing talisman, and hid it in the storage bag.

After that, Xiao Mian sat in meditation every day, but did not practice the "Taiqing Sutra". He just kept thinking about all the battles he had fought since he started practicing Taoism, from the initial battle with the Red Crown Feathered Snake to the later Huangfu Wei, and then to Nie Sheng, Wei Laohei, Liu Sanhuai, and Duan Shuiliu. Xiao Mian recalled them one by one over and over again, thinking about his gains and losses, and reflecting on his right and wrong - he was preparing, just to make no mistakes in the next battle!

Because this battle was not only for himself, but also for his parents!

Xiao Mian wanted to figure out everything, but there was a prerequisite - he had to be alive!

Half a year after Xuan Lang and Ye Qingguo left, it was midsummer.

Calculating the time, he should have come...

Sure enough, on the afternoon of the third day after that, Lu Chengfeng came uninvited.

"Xiao Junior Brother, you are really good at elegance! I didn't expect you to stay in this barren land without any spiritual energy for three years, and you didn't even want to go back to the Five Elements Mountain! But you forgot Yanzhu Peak? Forgot me, Lu?" Lu Chengfeng, who fell from the sky, had a cold face and was aggressive to Xiao Mian: "Xiao Junior Brother, noble people forget things easily. I admit that you forgot me, Lu. But my grandfather treated you well! You knew that his life was coming to an end, and you were the only one he valued in his life. How could you stay outside for three years, neither returning to the mountain nor sending back any news?"

"..."

Xiao Mian smiled bitterly, but did not answer.