Back home, Yang Xiuming was in a bad mood.

The fifth sister came over and shouted, "Third brother, hug!" ”

Yang Xiuming hugged the fifth sister, I don't know why, tears were silently left.

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

The fifth sister wiped her tears for Yang Xiuming, and then with a whoa, she also cried.

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

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

"Third brother, aren't you crying? 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 frustration and sadness dissipate.

People have to live no matter what, and living in the moment is the most important thing.

He slapped his face vigorously and said:

"Yang Xiuming, be brave!"

"Live well! Alive! ”

In the evening, just after nightfall, suddenly Fu Xialiang called everyone.

He immediately went to Taishang Dao.

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

Fu Xialiang not only refined the wandering soul, but also completed the cultivation of the wandering guerrillas, and it was almost impossible to advance to the rank of the three wanderers.

Fu Xialiang said: "Big brother, it's a good thing to call you here today, I finally applied for the permission to pick leaves of the millennium golden maple leaf."

Let's go, let's pick leaves! ”

Zhang Yue is also here, and he is most interested in this.

"How many can you collect?"

"According to the regulations, one spirit stone is one leaf, and I can collect up to three hundred and sixty-five leaves."

"Okay, so much?"

"I'm going to get rich now!"

The three of them set off for a stroll through the mountains.

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

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

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

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

To take the golden maple leaves, it must be under their supervision.

And there must be a quota, and at the same time, for every golden maple leaf taken, you have to pay a spirit stone.

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

It's hard for anyone to scrape together ninety-nine thousand-year-old golden maple leaves at one time, so there are people here who buy and sell sporadically.

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

Among them, the millennium golden maple leaves are only a very few, and taking the millennium golden maple leaves here is like gambling.

But for Yang Xiuming at night, it's too simple.

His night assimilation is a weakened version of the Jindan realm.

In the realm, everything is manifested.

The assimilation of the night swept by, and many golden maple leaves were locked by him one by one, and they all identified that it was a thousand-year-old golden maple leaf.

However, Yang Xiuming couldn't help but shake his head, the chances of this thousand-year-old golden maple leaf were too few.

Almost thousands of golden maple leaves only have a thousand-year-old golden maple leaf.

It is said that it is a thousand-year-old golden maple leaf, and it is not really a thousand-year-old time, but on this golden maple tree, the existence time has reached a certain level, decades, and a hundred years, and it has evolved into a special spiritual material.

It's really a thousand years, that's worth it!

As long as one of the qualities is discovered, with Yang Xiuming's dark night assimilation, it is easy to find other identical thousand-year-old golden maple leaves.

Yang Xiuming checked and said, "I have checked enough three hundred and sixty-five thousand-year-old golden maple leaves, have you picked them all?" ”

Fu Xialiang shook his head and said, "Things can't be done absolutely, they will be hated."

The three of us, taking two hundred and ninety-seven pieces, exactly three divine swords.

Pick another thirty pieces, which is considered to be the cost of taking, and the rest are just picking some ordinary leaves, which can't be too much, there is no way, just do it in moderation. ”

Zhang Yue nodded and said, "In case someone supervises, this is not all picking, not greedy or wolf, it is reasonable!" ”

Yang Xiuming nodded and said, "Okay, let's go!" ”

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

Then Fu Xialiang began to take the thousand-year-old golden maple leaves, and when he took more than thirty thousand-year-old golden maple leaves, the little monkeys began to scream.

Those are all the treasures of the sect they guard, seeing Fu Xialiang take such a move, they are distressed and have no choice.

Fu Xialiang stopped to take it, thought about it, and sent out a flying talisman.

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

"First-order 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 all kinds of crazy robberies.

Fu Xialiang took the thousand-year-old golden maple leaf again, and they didn't shout anymore, guarding the thousand-year-old golden maple leaf This is the spiritual object of the public family, how can there be a spiritual peach fragrance in their hands.

After a while, Fu Xialiang took three hundred and sixty-five golden maple leaves, including three hundred and thirty thousand-year-old golden maple leaves.

The night was fine, and the next morning, he called the local handyman steward and asked him to help with the sale.

Residents here have long-term purchases of millennium golden maple leaves, and the handymen here are familiar with them and quickly find buyers.

Thirty-three thousand-year-old golden maple leaves were all sold, and they were exchanged for three hundred and ninety-six spirit stones.

Fu Xialiang paid the cost of three hundred and sixty-five spirit stones, gave the steward five spirit stones for running errands, and removed the purchase of peaches, and there were twenty-three spirit stones left, all of which were put away.

One person divides ninety-nine thousand-year-old golden maple leaves, but this one still has to refine the sword!

But the three of them will be there, and Fu Xialiang has already prepared to find a senior brother.

At noon, Fu Xialiang wrapped a loose sparrow, flew out for a quarter of an hour, and came to a cave station, Tiening Cliff.

This is an active crater, and on all sides of the crater are all kinds of refining workshops, Fu Xialiang found a treasure refining workshop according to the location.

This workshop was founded by a Tsukiki Shinshu, who was also an apprentice of Broken Iron Zhenren, one of the official disciples.

Fu Xialiang found him, saluted and said, "Senior Brother Guling, please this time!" ”

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

This senior brother Guling took Fu Xialiang's thousand-year-old golden maple leaf and said:

"You wait outside, three hours, come and get your sword!"

"Okay, senior brother!"

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

"Don't want money?"

"Yes, fellow brothers, a favor!"

"This favor?"

"Later, maybe light, maybe heavy.

But for me now, I owe it! ”

Soon three hours later, Fu Xialiang went over to get his sword.

Three divine swords, the sword is three feet and three inches long, and above the sword body, there seems to be a layer of golden sunlight, flowing endlessly.

It has the characteristics of sharpness, evil and tenacity, its light is faint, its body is thin as paper, and its sword light and shadow surround, looming, as if it is a whole, with a unique style.

Third-order divine sword, golden autumn blood-stained maple leaf sword!

The three of them were all extremely happy, this was the first third-order magic weapon that belonged to the three of them!

One by one, each went home.

Back at home, Zhang Yue put away the Qingfeng sword and put it under his father's bed, keeping it for his fourth brother in the future.

It's like the eldest brother left a long sword corundum for him!

And he is a little bit of the dark night assimilation of the golden autumn blood-stained maple leaf sword!

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