Mi Xiaojing was too lazy to listen to their continued argument. He walked to the corner of the platform and began to think about Zeng Ban's words.
He still agrees with using stone milk to make containers. After all, the heavy marrow liquid is produced from celestite, so it cannot corrode the celestite milk, so it is perfect for packaging.
Mi Xiaojing asked: "Zeng Ban, is there anything special about using lapis lazuli milk to make thin bottles?"
Zeng Ban said loudly: "Of course, but why should I tell you?"
He thought Mi Xiaojing would ask for help, but who knew that as soon as Mi Xiaojing lowered his head and started exploring on his own, Zeng Ban suddenly felt extremely bored.
He said domineeringly: "That's the kind of person he is... ignore him!"
Zeng was so angry that he turned around and left, returned to the center of the platform and sat down, muttering: "Damn, everyone is so annoying!"
Mi Xiaojing's method of thinking is very simple, that is, to directly cut the one-foot-square lapis lazuli into stone strips as long as a palm and as thick as a finger, and then use the fairy sword as a carving knife.
The fairy sword turned into sword mist, and Mi Xiaojing suddenly felt very handy. He carved almost as he pleased, carving whatever came to mind, directly punching a very thin hole from the center, without making the outside into a circle, and still kept the long strip. shape.
Such a thin bottle can only hold one drop of heavy marrow fluid, but despite the small amount, this drop can do a lot of things.
One foot square of stone milk can be used to make many thin bottles. Mi Xiaojing is very agile. At first, he drilled holes one by one, then two or three at the same time, and then ten bottles at the same time. As his proficiency gradually increased, , and finally you can even make a one-foot-square stone milk in an instant.
Because he felt that the speed was still too slow, he directly started making thin bottles that could hold more drops, and could store up to ten drops of heavy marrow fluid.
Finally, Mi Xiaojing repackaged and sealed all the collected heavy marrow liquid. This kind of container made of stone milk would not be corroded by the heavy marrow liquid inside no matter how long it was left.
This time, even the celestial sand and Mi Xiaojing that appeared under the attack of the sword mist were not wasted, and he collected them all. These celestial green sands are definitely of the highest quality, because the stone milk itself is the most essence of celestial stone.
Mi Xiaojing thought in his mind that if he could find some immortal grass and immortal plants in the Fantasy Immortal Realm, he could start refining elixirs directly. Although most of the materials were left in Xingkong Blessed Land, he still had a lot of materials in hand.
That is to say, one day passed. Mi Xiaojing stood up and flew off the platform again, rushing towards the fantasy world below. As more and more people entered the fantasy world, they had to hurry up.
Ba Ru and Leng Qing Wu were still sitting quietly on the platform. Perhaps they had stayed here for too long and did not have much enthusiasm left to explore the fantasy world. As for Zeng Ban, there was nothing he could do even if he wanted to go. He could only stay on the platform and look for it. A chance to see if we can reunite our brain and body.
Mi Xiaojing's consciousness swept across the earth, and he planned to enter a light-colored illusion this time.
There are mostly dark colored illusions here, and there are also many dangerous illusions. According to his idea, dark colors are probably dangerous illusions, so a small number of light colored illusions are the first choice.
Mi Xiaojing took a little longer to choose this time. After running a long way, he found an almost white illusion. There were very few such illusions, so he plunged into it.
The illusion was instantly pierced, and the biting cold hit him immediately. Mi Xiaojing activated the Mantra without thinking, but even so, it was still extremely cold.
It was a vast expanse of white, with goose feathers and heavy snow flying in the air.
Ice and snow!
When he was in Xiyanmen, Mi Xiaojing could see snow almost every year, but this was the first time he saw such heavy snow. The snowflakes were as big as a palm and kept hovering in the air.
He stretched out his hand, pinched his fingers, and a piece of snow fell between his fingers.
Mi Xiaojing's body was falling crazily, but he still had the thought to look at the snow flakes in his hand. In fact, it should be called ice flakes more appropriately. The palm-sized hexagonal ice flowers seemed to have been carefully carved by someone, and they looked extremely beautiful.
The edges of the snowflakes are like sharp blades. The most peculiar thing is that there are natural runes on the snowflakes. Every falling snowflake is actually part of the illusion.
Such a miraculous phenomenon made Mi Xiaojing marvel in admiration. He was also thinking that if he didn't have the Mantra, even if he was stronger, he would be in trouble when he came in.
As soon as he loosened his hand, the snowflakes between his fingers flew out, instantly blending into the surrounding snow scene. The sound of breaking through the air was a bit scary.
Mi Xiaojing looked around. Countless snow flakes hit the mantra and were immediately bounced away. Under the influence of the formation, although these snow flakes could not hurt the immortal, they looked very annoying.
Soon, Mi Xiaojing fell to the ground, and as soon as she stepped on it, she heard a rattling sound.
The snow flakes on the ground are very large and extremely hard, and will not break under normal circumstances. However, Mi Xiaojing's cultivation level is too high, and the effect of the Mantra Tower, a lot of them broke as soon as he stood on it.
Mi Xiaojing stood still and scanned it with his huge spiritual consciousness. He was not yet sure whether this was a treasure illusion or a dangerous illusion. He would observe it first.
In any illusion, spiritual consciousness cannot penetrate and can only scan within the scope of the illusion.
There were no plants around, and everything was covered under the thick layer of snow. In the northwest, his consciousness scanned the strangely shaped icebergs, which were mountains made of blue ice crystals.
This iceberg shocked Mi Xiaojing and immediately flew over there.
Resistance was found at this flight. The snowflakes hit the Mantra Tower and made a clanking metal sound. It was nice to hear, but the murderous intention contained in it made people shudder.
Mi Xiaojing didn't pay attention to this murderous intention. He flew all the way and soon saw the iceberg.
This is a real iceberg. Against the backdrop of the white snow, the ice surface shines with azure light. The cliffs are polished to a crystal clear state. There is thick snow on the top of the cliff wall, which looks strangely beautiful.
Mi Xiaojing was stunned. What treasure is there
He didn't even have a concept of ice and snow treasures, but extreme environments produced treasures, which was a consensus that all cultivators knew.
Suddenly, Mi Xiaojing noticed something coming out of the blue cliff. It was a cloud of mist, sinking directly to the ground.
He raised his head in surprise. The vision here was extremely poor. Even an expert like Mi Xiaojing could only see about a hundred meters, and then there was a vast expanse of white.
The thick white mist sank one after another, and began to shrink and condense in the air. As the weight increased, the falling speed also increased. Mi Xiaojing began to retreat, because the cliff was right in front of him.