Seeing this situation, Xiaopang was not surprised but happy, because he had already checked the relevant classics and knew that only treasures that can automatically absorb essence and blood can be refined into life magic treasures. Treasures without this ability are either not of high enough grade or already have owners and cannot be refined. In other words, since it can absorb its own essence and blood, it proves that it can indeed be refined into a life magic treasure.
Xiaopang was so happy that he didn't even bother to bandage his wounds. He quickly held the bead and gathered his innate spiritual energy to refine it. As Song Zhong's spiritual energy slowly injected into the bead, Song Zhong felt that he seemed to have established an inexplicable connection with it.
Two hours later, Song Zhong opened his eyes again, and the bead in his hand had disappeared. But he was not in a hurry at all. Because he could clearly feel that the thing had already sneaked into his dantian and officially merged with him.
Song Zhong's mind moved, and the black bead immediately appeared above his palm, slowly rotating, and it looked like it had not changed at all. Xiaopang was frustrated to find that he had not figured out how to use it.
In desperation, Song Zhong had to probe his mind into it. However, when Xiaopang's mind came into contact with the bead, Song Zhong suddenly felt a blur in his mind. The next moment, he was surprised to find that he had come to a strange space.
This place is not big, only ten feet in radius, surrounded by a standard sphere, with a little light above, some small particles like stars shining, the ground under his feet is a few feet in diameter of yellow soil, and in the middle is a two-foot diameter of black land.
Xiaopang stood in this space and felt extremely disappointed. There are no exotic treasures here, and there is not even any spiritual energy, which is not suitable for cultivation at all. The only thing that is conspicuous is the black soil. Song Zhong grabbed a handful and looked at it. Except for the color, he did not find anything unusual, and there was no spiritual energy at all.
What a joke! Xiaopang smiled bitterly and thought, 'This is probably a space item made by someone, and it was thrown away because it was too rubbish. But I didn't expect that my parents picked me up as a treasure, and they also played a trick on me! I actually refined such a rubbish as my only life magic weapon! Am I so unlucky? '
In fact, it's no wonder that Xiaopang was depressed. The most ordinary space bag of others is about one or two feet in radius, which is almost the same as Song Zhong's space. In other words, Xiaopang used the most ordinary and rubbish space bag in the cultivation world as his life magic weapon, so of course he would be depressed.
'Alas, it's better to have a space bag than nothing! 'At this point, Xiaopang had to comfort himself, 'At least a rubbish space bag is worth a lot of spirit stones, and with my current ability, I can't afford it in my lifetime! '
Although Xiaopang comforted himself in this way, after ten years of anticipation and more than eight hours of hard work every day, he ended up like this, and the ending of the road to cultivation was suddenly cut off, which still made him feel a huge blow. So much so that he had no intention of continuing to practice, but fell directly on the bed and fell asleep.
When Xiaopang woke up the next day, he was surprised to find that it was already dusk. He had slept for a whole day because of this blow, and he didn't even have time to eat lunch.
Although he was cut off from the path of cultivation, Xiaopang had no intention of committing suicide. He had to insist on living. If he wanted to live, he couldn't give up this job of picking up garbage. So, even if he was hungry, he couldn't eat immediately, but had to complete his task first, otherwise, the manager who had long disliked him would definitely use this as an excuse to drive him down the mountain.
So, although Xiaopang was exhausted physically and mentally, he could only get up immediately and rush to the Lianfu Hall. After rushing to the Lianfu Hall, Xiaopang suddenly remembered that he had forgotten one thing, that is, to bring an empty basket.
Because according to the process, he had to leave the empty basket and take the garbage away, otherwise he could only dump the garbage and return the empty basket. In that case, he would have to run one more trip, and a round trip would be hundreds of miles! If the other two halls are added, it will take another 300 miles. In this way, it is afraid that when he finishes the work, it will be dark, and there will be no leftovers in the canteen.
Xiaopang didn't want to continue to be hungry after running hundreds of miles, so in a hurry, he suddenly remembered the life magic weapon he had just refined. Anyway, the space of the bead is not small, and it is no problem to hold ten baskets of garbage.
Thinking of this, Xiaopang's eyes lit up, and he immediately tried to pick up a basket of garbage full of discarded talismans. With a thought, the basket of garbage disappeared instantly. With the special induction with the life magic weapon, Song Zhong immediately noticed that the garbage basket entered that space.
'Haha, there is a way! ' Seeing this, Xiaopang immediately came to his life magic weapon excitedly, then dumped the garbage on the ground, and went out with the empty basket.
After sending two baskets of garbage into the life magic weapon, Xiaopang left the talisman training hall and went straight to the alchemy training hall. On the way, Xiaopang thought to himself that although this life magic weapon was a little useless, it was still useful. In the past, I had to go back and forth between Tiangou and the three halls three times. After I had it, I only had to collect the garbage in the three halls first and then go to Tiangou again. This saved me at least hundreds of miles.
Thinking about it, Xiaopang ran through the three halls. At this time, it was already dark. According to the process, he should have gone to Tiangou to dump the garbage first. However, if he went to Tiangou again at this time, I was afraid that there would be no food. Anyway, Xiaopang's job was just to clean up the garbage in the three halls. Now that the task had been completed, it didn't matter if he went to Tiangou a little later. No one would care about this.
Therefore, after leaving the Refining Hall, Xiaopang did not go to Tiangou, but hurried to the cafeteria. He happened to catch the last bit of leftovers left by a buddy. Xiaopang, who had been hungry for a day, wolfed down all the leftovers. Because he was too hungry, he ate a little full, and he was a little tired after running so much. Xiaopang thought about it, and finally did not go to the ditch. Instead, he said goodbye to the buddy and went back to his hut to rest. Anyway, the garbage has been dealt with, so it doesn't matter if he stays in his natal magic weapon for a little longer.
After returning to his dilapidated hut, Xiaopang meditated according to his usual habits. Half an hour later, Xiaopang recovered his innate spiritual energy and was in much better spirits.
If he followed Song Zhong's usual habits, he would have started practicing directly. But now he knows that his practice is hopeless, so why would he bother to meditate? But in this free time, he doesn't know how to get rid of loneliness. Ten years of lonely and hard practice have already made him an isolated person. He has few friends and even no pets. So much so that now he can't even find something to talk to.
In boredom, Xiaopang thought of his natal magic weapon again. Is that thing really garbage? Are his parents really deceived by a piece of garbage? Is my life ruined like this? Am I destined to be bullied forever? Every time Xiaopang thought of this, he felt extremely unwilling.
No, I have to go and have a look again. Maybe there are some good things hidden in it, but I haven't found them! Thinking of this, Xiaopang's mind moved, and his body appeared in that space again.
As soon as Xiaopang appeared, he immediately felt a spiritual energy coming towards him. Although the concentration of spiritual energy was not very high, it was not as rich as the spiritual energy in the hut where he lived outside, but it was indeed a spiritual energy.
Wait, spiritual energy! After Song Zhong felt the spiritual energy, he was shocked, because when he came here last time, he clearly couldn't feel any spiritual energy, not even a trace! Why is there spiritual energy in just one day? Can spiritual energy be generated automatically here?
Thinking of this, Xiaopang hurriedly sat cross-legged and meditated, and then released his spiritual consciousness to carefully observe this strange space. Since this is where Song Zhong's life treasure is, and he is in tune with Xiaopang, everything here is under control for Song Zhong. He can even let his consciousness enter the land here at will to feel the changes in the innermost part.
Under Xiaopang's exploration, the true face of this space gradually appeared in front of Xiaopang. It turned out that this space is actually a standard sphere with a diameter of more than ten feet. One-third of it is soil, and the strange black soil in the middle is a column with a diameter of two feet and a height of about three feet.
The whole space is filled with spiritual energy. After Xiaopang's consciousness swept across, he soon discovered that the spiritual energy was actually emitted from the black soil in the middle.
After finding the source, Xiaopang woke up immediately and opened his eyes. He found that the black soil in the middle had been completely covered by the garbage he had thrown. Since he knew that the black soil was a treasure that could emit spiritual energy, how could Xiaopang allow it to be covered by garbage?
Without saying a word, he hurried over to push the garbage aside, revealing the essence of the black soil. Scanning with spiritual sense again, he found several sources of spiritual energy under the black soil. With excitement, Song Zhong reached into the black soil and immediately felt that he touched something cottony and slippery.
Xiaopang was immediately delighted and thought, haha, it turns out there is a treasure, let's see where you run this time!
Thinking of this, he hurriedly exerted force on his hand and pulled the thing out. As a result, Song Zhong was dumbfounded when he took a closer look. It turned out that the treasure in his hand was just a used tattered talisman.
Talismans are props commonly used by cultivators. They can be used to directly release powerful spells, eliminating the casting process in the middle, which is very convenient. Therefore, almost everyone who cultivates the truth carries it. After the talisman is used, although most of the spiritual power has been released, there is still a small part of it that remains in the talisman, which slowly dissipates over time.
The talisman in Xiaopang's hand is a used talisman, which is the garbage he just collected from the practice hall today. It was obviously pressed into the black soil by other garbage thrown in later, and then became the source of the spiritual energy dissipation.
At this time, Xiaopang was surprised. Although the abandoned talismans would gradually dissipate spiritual energy, the speed was not fast, at least not so much in just over an hour, almost gone. Moreover, after repeated observation, Xiaopang found that the talisman in his hand was actually tattered, and many places had corroded round holes, as if it had been buried in the soil for hundreds of years. But this was obviously the garbage he collected today?