After dark, Song Zhongke didn't dare to continue digging. You know, although the surrounding area of Xuantian Villa is peaceful, it does not mean safety. There are countless low-level monsters here, especially in this gutter. It's fine during the day, but once it's night, ferocious monsters will come out looking for food. Song Zhong is not strong now, but he doesn't want to die here in a daze. In addition, he had been tired for a day, so he simply hid in the space of his natal magic weapon to adjust his breath and meditate.
Three days later, Xiaopang, who had dug dozens of feet deep, numbly grabbed something underneath and was about to throw it out. Unexpectedly, the bead suddenly vibrated at this moment, alarming Song Zhong. . He immediately realized that he might have found it, and hurriedly retracted his hand and looked at the thing in his hand carefully.
This is a broken piece of copper, about the size of a palm and two fingers thick. It seems to be a broken fragment of some kind of utensil. Song Zhong couldn't feel the slightest aura from it, and he couldn't see anything amazing about it. He thought to himself, "Did I make a mistake? It's not the magic weapon I'm looking for?"
Thinking of this, Song Zhong immediately made a move to throw it away, but unexpectedly the bead immediately vibrated again. Only then did Song Zhong realize that he had found the right one.
The next moment, Song Zhong brought the fragment to the space of the natal magic weapon. Then he shook the copper piece in his hand and said, "Baby, is this crap thing you're looking for? What's the use of it?"
No one answered him, and there was no change in the space. Song Zhong felt bored, thinking that he had been digging for three days here just to find such an inconspicuous thing. In anger, he buried the copper piece directly into the black soil, and then said viciously: "Since If I can’t see what you are capable of, then I’ll break it down and talk about it!”
After doing this, Xiaopang left the space and flew towards his wooden house with his sword. Returning to his kennel, the exhausted Xiaopang fell directly on the bed and fell asleep.
In the following time, Song Zhong didn't even leave the house and kept meditating in his own space. Although he spent most of the three days digging out garbage, the garbage was not dug in vain. There were actually a lot of good things under the garbage mountain. In short, Song Zhong did not waste these three days. He found hundreds of abandoned magic weapons or magic weapons, almost filling the space in the bead. Otherwise, he would not come back! It's just that there aren't many high-end items among them, and most of them are the lowest-grade magic weapons.
However, even a low-level magic weapon is still a magic weapon! There always has to be some good stuff mixed in. And that magical black land did not disappoint Song Zhong. No matter what level of treasure, it would be decomposed for you when you buried it, and then piles of various rare materials would condense next to it.
The decomposition speed of the black soil is not fast, but it is definitely not slow. An ordinary magic weapon can be decomposed in one day, and a magic weapon can be decomposed in three days. And it could bury more than a dozen items at a time, so after more than half a month, the hundreds of items collected by Song Zhong were decomposed into pieces.
At this time, the space of Xiaopang's magic weapon has completely changed, and it is no longer the same shabby appearance as it was at the beginning. First, its size expanded hundreds of times, reaching a diameter of fifty feet. This is all the result of those space instruments.
In addition, after the space was expanded, the magical black land also became much larger. It was already five feet in diameter and more than ten feet deep. Its expansion seems to depend on the bones, horns and other materials contained in the decomposition. Because Xiaopang discovered that the things decomposed in this space include metal and jade, but there is no bone. Many of the decomposed treasures were made of animal horns and bones.
In addition, the loess in the space has also increased a lot, and there is also some extremely spiritual and rich water, forming a small puddle. Xiaopang still doesn't know how they were transformed.
But this did not affect Song Zhong's harvest. Hundreds of treasures were decomposed into thousands of materials. The largest number is the low-grade black iron, which is almost more than one foot tall and shaped like a mountain peak reaching into the sky. In addition, there are relatively common low-level materials such as wind copper, refined silver, purple gold, etc. The smallest ones are about the size of a fist, and the largest ones are almost similar to watermelons. In addition, what surprised Song Zhong the most were the relatively high-end goods, such as fire jade, steel, cold iron, and other things that he didn't recognize at all. Although they are all very small, most are like peas, the smallest are like rice grains, and the largest are like chicken eggs. But in terms of value, it's not even much higher than Xuan Tie.
According to Song Zhong's understanding, one hundred kilograms of the lowest and most common material, black iron, is worth one low-grade spiritual stone, while less common materials such as purple gold are worth hundreds or even tens of thousands of low-grade crystal stones. They are all used by monks who build foundations. As for treasures such as fire essence jade, they are treasures pursued by monks with golden elixir and above. How much it is worth, Song Zhong, a country bumpkin, can't estimate it at all. Moreover, due to lack of knowledge, Song Zhong only knew less than 1% of the materials here, and most of the other materials were unknown. Maybe there were more advanced materials in them. If you come across something that is used by monks above Nascent Soul, even if it is the size of a grain of rice, it can be exchanged for a good magic weapon.
He was a poor boy a few days ago, but suddenly became rich overnight. This made Song Zhong feel as if he was in a dream. However, Song Zhong quickly calmed down, because he suddenly thought of a problem, that is, he definitely cannot obtain so many discarded treasures endlessly, because there are few such high-end goods, and there are not many discarded ones. It took several days of searching in the gutters to get these. I'm afraid that within a few years, the good stuff inside will be out of stock. Fortunately, it's still early, so there's no need to worry now. Just these things now are enough for you to spend dozens or even hundreds of years.
There is also the question of how to spend them. At this time, Xiaopang had another idea. When he was young, he remembered going to a place called Lingxiao City with his parents. There is a city built by cultivators, hundreds of thousands of miles away from Xuantian Villa. It is jointly managed by all the sects in the entire Cangmang Mountain area and is a place dedicated to cultivators' transactions. There are many reputable shops inside, some of which have been around for thousands of years. If you can go there, you can definitely get rid of these things.
There are two ways to go to Lingxiao City. One is to fly there by yourself. With Xiaopang's strength, it will take almost a few months. You may also encounter powerful monsters or monks who like to rob on the way. Obviously, Xiaopang is infinitely close now. With a combat power of less than 0, taking this path is basically courting death.
Then another way is to use the sect's teleportation array to get there. The advantage is that you can reach the city directly without any risk, and it's very fast. That's how Song Zhong followed his parents back then. But it is a pity that the teleportation array requires a fee, and each person will be charged 20 low-grade spiritual stones for each transmission. This stumped Xiaopang.
Although the things in his hands were of great value, it was a pity that he did not dare to sell them locally. He didn't dare to sell even the lowest level of black iron. Because he has a very low status in Xuantian Courtyard and was extremely poor before. If he suddenly comes up with good things to sell, it will definitely arouse suspicion, and he is completely seeking death.
After thinking about it, Xiaopang couldn't find a good way and could only give up temporarily. In his boredom, Xiaopang suddenly discovered that almost everything in the black soil had decomposed completely. In order not to let the black soil idle, Song Zhong grabbed a red broken sword nearby, and then thrust it straight into the black soil, intending to continue to decompose it. But at this moment, he suddenly felt his hand holding the sword shake, as if something had been inserted into it.
Xiaopang was immediately stunned and thought to himself, why are there hard objects in the black soil? The old things should have been decomposed long ago? Thinking of this, Song Zhong probed his consciousness into the black soil with curiosity, and soon found the hard object, which turned out to be the piece of copper he had buried in the black soil.
The little fat man was immediately startled. He hurriedly stretched out his hand to exercise his strength, sucked the piece of copper into his hand and observed it carefully. Then he was shocked to find again that this seemingly inconspicuous piece of copper had not been decomposed at all. You know, he buried this half a month ago! As for the decomposition ability of black soil, even the fragments of the magic weapon would be decomposed within three days, but it had no effect on it. This really shocked Song Zhong.
Subconsciously, Xiaopang immediately concluded that this piece of copper must be an extraordinary treasure. Otherwise, his own magic weapon would not force him to search for it.
However, Xiaopang then thought depressingly that this fragment was just a single fragment and had no practical effect at all. Even if it's a treasure, it's useless if it falls into my own hands, right? Unless I can get a set together, maybe~
Thinking of this, Xiaopang's eyes suddenly lit up, and he couldn't help but mutter to himself: "This fragment was found in the gutter. Maybe other fragments are also in the gutter, and they are sensitive to the magic weapon. As long as I get close, You can find it if you can. If you really put together a set, maybe its power will be revealed!"
With this idea, how could Song Zhong still sit still? He hurriedly flew up, rushed out of the house, and headed straight for the gutter with his sword.
Three months later, the exhausted Xiaopang returned to his wooden house again. Although he had lost a lot of weight, his skin had tanned a lot, and his face looked weathered, he still had a happy face, as if he had gotten a big deal. of.
In the past three months, Xiaopang only came back once to get food. As an outer disciple, no one would say anything if he got some food. As for the rest of the time, all is spent on searching and digging. For three months, he searched hundreds of miles of gutters and finally collected 36 fragments.
It was not easy to get these fragments. Some of them were picked up casually, while others required digging. Sometimes, he even had to steal them from the nests of monsters. Fortunately, the opponent was just a low-level demon pig and could not fly. After being deceived by Song Zhong using the trick of luring the tiger away from the mountain, he succeeded easily. But then he was chased for hundreds of miles by that angry guy and almost died.
After finally putting the pieces together, Xiaopang no longer wanted to stay there. He hurried back and lay down on the bed to have a good sleep first.
Xiaopang slept all day and didn't wake up until the evening of the next day. He didn't bother to go to the canteen. He just took out some dry food and took a few bites. Then he took out the last piece and went directly to his in the space.