The puzzling little fat man temporarily put aside his doubts and continued to dig through the black soil, and pulled out three more similar talismans. After these talismans were obtained, Song Zhong used his spiritual consciousness to scan again and found that the black soil no longer dissipated spiritual energy and had returned to its ordinary appearance.
When Xiaopang saw this situation, he immediately buried the tattered charm in his hand again. It turned out that spiritual energy was once again lost from the black soil.
Haha, I understand! Xiaopang suddenly realized it and said to himself excitedly: "This black soil can actually decompose tattered talismans! It can decompose all the remaining spiritual energy inside, haha, if this is true, then when all these talismans are decomposed, Wouldn’t the concentration of spiritual energy here become even more perverted than the best holy land for cultivation? Then wouldn’t I be able to cultivate again?”
Thinking of this, Xiaopang jumped up and down with excitement and shed tears. I was still in despair yesterday, but I have hope today. The ups and downs this time are really unbearable for Xiaopang.
After being happy for a while, Song Zhong suddenly thought that since black soil can decompose talismans, can other things also be decomposed
Thinking of this, Xiaopang immediately grabbed an elixir from the garbage nearby. At this time, a spent elixir would definitely have no effect if taken directly, but after all, it was refined with spiritual grass and contained a lot of spiritual energy.
When Xiaopang buried the waste elixir into the black soil, a new spiritual energy soon began to escape from it. It was even faster and more powerful than the spiritual energy emitted from the abandoned charm.
"Haha, it's true. Waste elixirs are also elixirs. They contain far more spiritual energy than the used spells, so more spiritual energy will be naturally decomposed. Ah, by the way, there are also those broken flying swords, which contain spiritual stones, maybe also Can it be decomposed?" Xiaopang said as he grabbed an abandoned flying sword and inserted it directly into the black soil. Then Xiaopang silently observed its changes with his spiritual consciousness.
Through the connection with the natal magic weapon, Xiaopang can clearly feel that the flying sword is also decomposing, but it is harder, so the decomposition speed is very slow, not even half as fast as the spells and elixirs, but no matter what , the spiritual energy in the flying sword still quickly dissipated from it. The speed and quality of elixirs are even the most important. After all, the flying sword contains a lot of spiritual stones, and the spiritual energy in them is much more than ordinary elixirs.
With this discovery, Song Zhong was naturally overjoyed. He hurriedly buried all the garbage collected from the weapon training hall, including flying swords, magic weapons, and even an abandoned space bag, all buried in the black soil. , buried full of black soil.
And the black soil is also very impressive. Even though there are so many things buried, it still decomposes calmly. A stream of spiritual energy escapes from it and fills this small space. In just a few hours, Let the spiritual energy concentration here become the same as outside.
You must know that the place where the mountain gate of Xuantian Villa is located is not chosen randomly. It is definitely one of the most precious cultivation places in the vast mountains. Although the place where the little fat man is is already a place with a very low concentration of spiritual energy, it is still better than other places. Several times higher.
And black soil can turn a space without spiritual energy into a holy land for cultivation in just a few hours, which is definitely a rare treasure.
Xiaopang also understood this. Knowing that he had picked up a treasure this time, he was so excited that he almost didn't sleep all night.
After one day passed, Xiaopang's natal magic weapon had undergone earth-shaking changes. The concentration of spiritual energy in this place had exceeded that of the hut where Xiaopang lived. So Xiaopang simply moved in to practice, and his efficiency improved a lot.
At dusk again, Xiaopang reluctantly left his natal magic weapon and started his work again, hurriedly collecting the garbage from the three halls into his natal magic weapon. He ate hastily in the cafeteria again and hurried back.
As soon as he returned to his cabin, Xiaopang once again entered into his natal magic weapon. After coming in again, Song Zhong suddenly made two surprising new discoveries.
The first one is that the space of my natal magic weapon has become larger. Although it is only about a foot larger, it has indeed become larger. After Xiaopang saw this phenomenon, he first thought of the decomposed space bag of the failed work. Eighty percent of it is the Xumi Stone and other special space materials contained in the space bag that expands his own space. This phenomenon makes Xiaopang, who has always disliked his small space, feel extremely excited, because as long as he finds more space bags that have failed to be refined, he can make his natal magic weapon infinitely larger. This is so cool.
The second discovery made Song Zhong so excited that he almost passed out. Because this discovery is so amazing.
It turned out that when Xiaopang came back this time, he suddenly discovered that there was a half-foot-high black mountain peak around the black soil. Next to it was a fist-sized silver metal, and there were dozens of irregular ones, large and small. Various beads.
After Xiaopang curiously inspected it, he was pleasantly surprised to find that the largest black mountain peak was actually black iron, the most common material for making flying swords. The others were rare materials such as smelting silver and wind copper, all of which were refined. A precious material used for flying swords or magic weapons.
Seeing this, Xiaopang immediately understood. When Black Earth decomposes those failed works, substances such as spiritual stones are directly emitted in the form of spiritual energy, while substances such as black iron are separated separately and piled together. This also means that even if it is other people's discarded garbage, it can be restored into various materials in Xiaopang's hands.
Developed! After Xiaopang discovered this ability of his natal magic weapon, he immediately realized that he was completely developed.
You must know that when refining a magic weapon or a flying sword, various materials will be fused together. Once the refining fails, the materials that are completely melted into a whole are equivalent to waste, and no one can separate them separately. Therefore, these works that failed to be refined can only be thrown away. However, Xiaopang can re-decompose these garbage and turn them into various individual precious materials, which can be continued to be used. Thinking about the mountains of garbage piled up in the gutter, Xiaopang seemed to see countless wealth.
"Golden mountain, golden mountain!" Xiaopang jumped around in the space excitedly, almost crying. This was the first time that Xiaopang shed tears since his parents died. Even if he was soaked in water for fun, even if his head was almost wiped off with a wind blade, and even if he was discriminated against and ate leftovers every day, Xiaopang still couldn't help but cry. They always smile at each other, only keep the deep hatred in their hearts, and never cry. But now, after learning that he had hope of success, he finally couldn't help but shed the tears that he had been holding back for ten years!
After the madness, Xiaopang wiped away his tears and said fiercely: "Just wait, those bastards who bullied me, one day I will get them all back!"
At this time, Xiaopang was full of confidence. Even though his talent was not good, he was not nervous at all. You know, there has never been a shortage of miracles in the world of cultivation. Many experts have useless talents, but in the end they became immortals due to various opportunities. Here, there is a well-known saying, that is, "what you are born with is not good enough, you must make up for it the day after tomorrow." This means that if your innate talent is not good, you can use various elixirs to make up for it.
For example, there is a loser in Xuantian Villa. His talent is only a little better than Xiaopang, but he has a good fortune. His parents and grandfather are both high-level people in the sect. After the child is born, it seems that his talent is not good. He immediately started pouring the elixir, which allowed him to enter the innate realm at the age of 8. This achievement is almost as good as that of people with superior talents. Even though Song Zhong worked so hard, he only reached innate talent at the age of 16, which shows how big the gap is. Therefore, as long as Xiaopang has enough elixirs to take, plus treasures to speed up cultivation, and good skills to support, it is not impossible to advance quickly.
However, Xiaopang, who had gone through five years of hardships, was not immediately dazzled by the good news. Although he looks stupid on the surface, he is actually very smart, otherwise he would not be alive today. Xiaopang clearly knew that his wealth would definitely be kept secret. If it were leaked, all that was waiting for him would be to disappear silently. There are countless monks who died unjustly in Xuantian Villa. Every year, disciples disappear for no reason. There are too many murders and treasure grabbing. In order to break through the bottleneck and increase his lifespan, any suggestion of being a fellow disciple is bullshit. He does not want to be The unjust ghost.
Therefore, even though there is such a treasure, it cannot be taken out blatantly. How to use it without attracting others' attention became Song Zhong's dilemma.
First, you must become a formal disciple! After some thinking, Xiaopang finally made up his mind.
In the Xuantian Academy, there are three types of disciples: servants, outer disciples, and inner disciples. A handyman, that is, a boy, is what Xiaopang is now. They are the most numerous and are not considered serious disciples. He couldn't even leave the mountain, he was just a slave.
However, such slaves have the right to practice elementary skills. According to the regulations of Xuantian Academy, as long as these servants can enter Xiantian from the acquired realm, no matter how old they are, they can immediately obtain the status of outer disciples and officially become Xuantian. A disciple from another courtyard. Therefore, many mortals who want to cultivate immortality will rush to work as handymen in Xuantian Villa.
The outer disciples are the official disciples of Xuantian Villa. They don't have to do various labors, and they can also receive a monthly subsidy of 1 low-grade spiritual stone. They can practice various spells, as well as alchemy and weapon refining techniques. With a certain degree of personal freedom, you can go out and wander around at will. It was because of this that Song Zhong decided to become an official outer disciple.
However, although the outer disciples appear to be happy and happy on the surface, they are actually extremely miserable. After a poor child becomes an outer disciple, there is no magic medicine, and a low-level spiritual stone every month is not enough for cultivation. Therefore, they had to complete various production tasks assigned by the master in order to exchange for spiritual stones and spiritual elixirs.
Precisely because they can continue to produce, those who clearly have no hope of promotion will be allowed to join Xuantian Villa and become outer disciples. The charms, elixirs and other substances they produced were subsidized to the elite disciples of the inner sect. Because only elite disciples are the most important cornerstone of the sect.