Mind Cultivation Record

Not long after, the black cloth flew up swayingly, trembling in the air as if it was burping, and then flew back to Xiao Mian's hand.

After taking a few steps to reach the pile of gold scale ore, Xiao Mian was surprised and disappointed when he saw that the small mountain of gold scale ore had been swallowed up completely. The reason why Xiao Mian allowed Hei Bu to swallow up such a large pile of gold scale ore was naturally to see if Hei Bu could fuse the gold scale ore into higher-level spiritual materials. Now all the gold scale ore has been incorporated into Hei Bu There is still a little bit of residue left in the belly, which is obviously impossible!

It's just that Hei Bu finally woke up, and since he had devoured such a large pile of gold scale ore, his condition was surprisingly good. Xiao Mian would not let go of this God-given opportunity.

With a roll of his eyes, Xiao Mian took out a large bundle of fire beast skins, but did not wrap them directly in black cloth. He patiently selected them first. When Xiao Mian left the Northern Wilderness Prairie, the spiritual grass and wood gold he carried were almost exhausted. Only the fire beast skin was still in stock, and the abyss was where the fire beast clan buried their bones. The quality and quantity of the fire beast skins stored inside are extremely high.

In just a moment, Xiao Mian selected 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 the passage of time.

One day and one night later, Xiao Mian opened the black cloth package.

The result surprised Xiao Mian: there was no fire beast skin anywhere in Heibuli at this time, not even a hair!

Could it be that... they were all eaten by it! ?

Just when Xiao Mian was thinking this, a timid thought came to his mind, as if a child who had done something wrong was admitting his fault.

ha! What on earth is this black cloth?

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

With this idea in mind, and seeing that Hei Bu was in good spirits, Xiao Mian once again selected a hundred animal skins of the same quality and put them into Hei Bu again.

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 took a look, and was overjoyed.

The hundreds of flaming beast skins have been perfectly fused together, regardless of each other, and because Xiao Mian carefully selected them in advance, the fused flaming beast skins are as natural as if they were torn from the same flaming beast. of.

It's just that the thickness and size are really not comparable to that of ordinary fire beasts. It's as if this animal skin was really ripped off from the body of a fire beast that has survived for thousands of years.

Before Xiao Mian could be happy for a while, a weak thought came from the black cloth, and then the black light flashed and penetrated into Xiao Mian's body and stopped moving.

Obviously, just as Guitou guessed, simple swallowing will increase Heibu's spiritual energy, but this perfect fusion will consume a lot of Heibu's spiritual energy. After fusing the fire beast skin this time, I don't know when the black cloth will wake up next.

Seeing the huge piece of animal skin in his hand, Xiao Mian pondered for a moment, then cut it in half, put half of it into the white jade flying pendant, and the other half was stored in a spirit sealing box, and then put into a specific Storage bag for later use.

From then on, Xiao Mian only focused on cultivation and did not care about worldly affairs.

In a blink of an eye, it’s already March.

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

When Xiao Mian arrived at the weapon refining workshop, he saw a huge furnace burning blazingly. The flames reaching into the sky seemed to go straight to the earth's veins. It was actually the rare poisonous fire of the earth's lungs. Above the stove, there is a seven-color stream of light that wraps around the entire stove. The seven colors flow and the stars shine.

Obviously, this seven-color stream of light is the spiritual spark of the old man named Wu.

Surrounded by the flames like a dragnet, a black and white sword light appeared and disappeared in the furnace, and there was a faint whistling sound from the sword. From time to time, it hit the flames surrounding the net, and there would be A cloud of seven-colored sparks burst out.

"Is this... the divine sword completed?"

"It's early! This is just a sword embryo!" The old man surnamed Wu was in high spirits at this time, but how could he look like he was dying that day? I don’t know if it’s the magical effect of the Evergreen Life Pill, or the excitement of refining the Star Magnetic Divine Sword. Without looking back, the old man surnamed Wu ordered: "Sprinkle blood into the furnace. Only with a lot of blood can you refine the sword with blood!"

"This..., my blood?"

"Nonsense! Hurry up!"

The old man surnamed Wu urged without looking back, but Xiao Mian dared not speak in anger.

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

It's just that before the blood enters the furnace, it is evaporated by the high temperature of the furnace and cannot enter the interior of the furnace at all.

The old man surnamed Wu turned around and scolded Xiao Mian loudly: "Are you a stupid donkey? You can't wrap blood with water properties? By the way, why is your kid's blood cyan? Could it have been mixed into my Wan Zong City? Is the demon clan careful?"

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

Saying this, the scholar reached out and patted Xiao Mian on the back. Xiao Mian felt a cold air spread throughout his body, and the blood spurting out of his fingers was also completely frozen, and then he smoothly rushed into the flame-wrapped room. In the furnace, it melted.

As a result, Xiao Mian breathed a sigh of relief.

But not a moment later, the old man surnamed Wu suddenly came to Xiao Mian's side, grabbed Xiao Mian's wrist and slashed it with a knife. In an instant, blood burst out and the blood surged.

"Senior, are you killing a pig?"

"Hmph! If you follow your example just now, this divine sword will be useless!"

"Stop talking, kid! The blood refining method has extremely high requirements on the quality and quantity of the monk's own blood. You'd better think about how to supply a large amount of blood!"

"...How much blood will be supplied?"

"Not much! Just one foot square will do!"

"You two committed murder!? One foot is not much?" Xiao Mian was about to get angry, but the scholar chuckled and said: "I lied to you! The first blood refining only requires a little blood."

"Huh... Senior, I didn't let you play like this! Wait! The first blood training? Is there a second time? Don't tell me there is a third time!"

"Nine times in total! Moreover, more and more blood will be needed each time!" At this point, the scholar retracted his palm. Xiao Mian knew that there was no need for blood, so he quickly closed the wound on his wrist, but I happened to hear the scholar say with some schadenfreude: "You'd better prepare some spiritual herbs that can replenish blood!"

"Is there no other way?"

"You can refine the Star Magnetic Divine Sword without the blood refining method, but you will be far less comfortable using it in the future than the blood refining method. 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 it. The blood refining method will help you forge the sword! Besides, judging from the current situation, if this sword is completed, it must be of the magic weapon level. As a foundation-building monk, how can you refine this magic weapon flying sword if you don’t even have true essence?"

"……,Understood!"

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

Since we are preparing to fight a protracted war, it is essential to find spiritual herbs.

Fortunately, the Jade Hoe Ancestor was responsive to Xiao Mian's requests, and he heard that they were just some spiritual herbs that could produce blood and replenish blood, so the Jade Hoe Ancestor asked Ding Kaishan to take Xiao Mian to search for them on their own.

Ding Kaishan and Xiao Mian also had a life-long friendship, so naturally they would not embarrass Xiao Mian.

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

Fortunately, Xiao Mian was determined not to take the elixir, but he was not determined not to eat the spiritual grass.

After all, eating raw spiritual herbs is not as comfortable as taking elixirs. 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 probably die long ago. This is also Only Xiao Mian dared to do this.

From then on, Xiao Mian was asked to have blood drained every three days.

Sure enough, as the scholar said, the amount of bloodletting increased each time.

The first three times Xiao Mian could insist on not eating the spiritual grass. The fourth and fifth times he ate one. The sixth and seventh times he ate two. The eighth time he ate three in one go. Only then could I persevere.

Today is the ninth and final day of bloodletting.

As soon as he walked into the weapon refining workshop, Xiao Mian felt something was wrong in the way the scholar and the old man surnamed Wu looked at him, and he couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

From then on, everything went according to plan, with the old man surnamed Wu wielding the knife and the scholar helping him. Xiao Mian only bled with one hand and held a spiritual grass to his mouth with the other. Numbly bleeding a lot of blood, Xiao Mian's face turned pale, his whole body was trembling, and his mind was dizzy, so he couldn't help but take a bite of the spiritual grass. His mouth was filled with a bitter and fishy taste, but when he thought about walking a hundred miles, Xiao Mian gritted his teeth and persisted.

This time, after eating five spiritual grasses, Xiao Mian completed the blood refining method.

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

A spring breeze blew a conversation behind me.

"How about it? I'd better win! I'm telling you, this kid will definitely be able to persevere, and he will definitely be able to eat more than five spiritual herbs alive!"

"This kid! Such a bad guy? He only took three spiritual herbs for the eighth time and persisted. Why did he take five spiritual herbs for the ninth time? Four plants are enough!"

"But he just ate five of them! I won! Give me that sixth-level 'Qingyansha'!"

"Cut! Take it! Take it!"

Xiao Mian's somewhat rosy face turned extremely pale, and he cursed in his heart: It's inhumane! He actually bet on how many spiritual herbs he would eat during the bloodletting process?