After dark, Song Zhongke did not dare to continue digging. You know, although the area around Xuantian Villa is peaceful, it doesn't mean it's safe. There are countless low-level monsters here, especially in the ditch. It's okay during the day, but once it's night, ferocious monsters will come out to look for food. Song Zhong is not strong now, and he doesn't want to die here in a muddle. In addition, he was tired all day, so he simply hid in the space of his life treasure to regulate his breath and meditate.
Three days later, Xiao Pang, who had dug dozens of feet deep, numbly grabbed something below and was about to throw it away, but unexpectedly, the bead suddenly vibrated at this time, which startled Song Zhong. He immediately realized that he might have found it, and quickly retracted his hand and carefully looked at the thing in his hand.
This is a broken piece of copper, about the size of a palm and two fingers thick. It looks like a broken fragment of some kind of artifact. Song Zhong could not feel any spiritual energy on it, nor could he see what was amazing about it. He thought, did I make a mistake? This is not what the natal magic weapon is looking for?
Thinking of this, Song Zhong immediately pretended to throw it, but unexpectedly, the bead immediately vibrated again. Song Zhong realized that he had really found the right thing.
The next moment, Song Zhong came to the space of the natal magic weapon with the fragments. Then he shook the copper piece in his hand and said, "Baby, is this the broken thing you are looking for? What's the use?"
No one answered him, and there was no change in the space. Song Zhong was bored. Thinking that he had dug garbage here for three days just to find such an inconspicuous thing, he was angry and buried the copper piece directly in the black soil, and then said viciously: "Since I can't see your name, I'll decompose you first!"
After doing all this, Xiaopang left the space and flew to his wooden house on a sword. Back to his doghouse, the exhausted Xiaopang fell asleep directly on the bed.
In the following time, Song Zhong did not even go out of the door, and kept meditating in his own space. Although he spent most of the three days out digging garbage, the garbage was not dug in vain. There were indeed a lot of good stuff under the garbage mountain. In short, Song Zhong did not waste these three days. He found hundreds of abandoned magic tools or magic treasures, almost filling up the space in the bead. Otherwise, he would not come back! It's just that there are not many high-end goods among them. Most of them are the lowest-grade magic tools.
However, even the lowest-grade magic tools are still magic tools! There must be some good materials mixed in them. And the magical black soil did not disappoint Song Zhong. No matter what level of treasure, it will be decomposed for you after being buried, and then piles of various rare materials will condense next to it.
The decomposition speed of the black soil is not fast, but it is definitely not slow. Ordinary magic tools can be decomposed in one day, and magic treasures can be done in three days. It can bury more than a dozen items each time, so after more than half a month, the hundreds of items collected by Song Zhong were decomposed.
At this time, the space of Xiaopang's natal magic weapon has completely changed, and it is no longer the dilapidated appearance at the beginning. First of all, its size has expanded hundreds of times, reaching a diameter of fifty feet. This is all the credit of those space magic tools.
In addition, after the space expanded, the magical black land also became much larger, and it has a radius of five feet and a depth of more than one foot. Its expansion seems to depend on the bones, animal horns and other things in the decomposed objects. Because Xiaopang found that the things decomposed in this space include metals and jade, but no bones. And many of the decomposed treasures are 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 water, forming a small puddle. Xiaopang still doesn't know how they were transformed.
But this does not affect Song Zhong's harvest. Hundreds of treasures have been decomposed into thousands of materials. The most numerous ones are low-grade black iron, which is about ten feet high and shaped like a mountain that pierces the sky. In addition, there are more common low-grade materials such as wind copper, refined silver, and purple gold. The smallest of them is the size of a fist, and the largest is almost the same as a watermelon. In addition, what surprised Song Zhong the most were the more advanced goods, such as fire jade, steel essence, ice iron, and some other things that he didn't recognize at all. Although they are all very small, most of them are like peas, the smallest is like rice grains, and the largest is like chicken eggs. But in terms of value, I don't know how much higher it is than black iron.
According to Song Zhong's understanding, black iron, the lowest and most common material, is worth only one low-grade spirit stone for one hundred catties, while purple gold and other uncommon materials are worth hundreds or even tens of thousands of low-grade crystals for one tael, which are all used by cultivators who have established their foundation. As for treasures such as fire jade, they are treasures pursued by cultivators above the golden elixir level. How much is the value, Song Zhong, a country bumpkin, can't estimate it at all. Moreover, Song Zhong only knew less than 1% of the materials here due to his lack of knowledge, and he didn't know most of the other materials. Maybe there were more advanced materials in it. If he came across something that a cultivator above the Nascent Soul needed, even if it was the size of a grain of rice, he could exchange it for a good magic weapon.
A few days ago, he was still a poor boy, but suddenly he became rich overnight, which made Song Zhong feel like he was dreaming. However, Song Zhong soon calmed down again, because he suddenly thought of a problem, that is, he must not be able to obtain so many discarded treasures endlessly, because this kind of high-level stuff is rare, and there are even fewer discarded ones. He searched for these in the gutter for several days before getting these. I am afraid that in a few years, the good things in it will be out of stock. Fortunately, it is still early, and there is no need to worry now. Just these things now are enough for him to squander for dozens or even hundreds of years.
There is another problem, that is, 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 major sects in the Cangmang Mountain area and is a place dedicated to cultivators' transactions. There are many shops with excellent reputations, some of which have even been passed down for thousands of years. If I can go there, I can definitely sell 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 several months to fly. On the way, you may encounter powerful monsters or cultivators who like to rob. Obviously, with Xiaopang's current combat power approaching 0, taking this road is basically the same as seeking death.
Then the other way is to use the sect's teleportation array. The advantage is that you can reach the city directly, without any risk, and it is very fast. Song Zhong followed his parents in this way. But unfortunately, the teleportation array charges a fee, and each person will be charged 20 low-grade spirit stones for one transmission. This is difficult for Xiaopang.
Although the things in his hands are of great value, unfortunately he dare not sell them locally. Even if it was the lowest grade black iron, he didn't dare to sell it. Because he was very low-ranking in Xuantian Courtyard and was extremely poor before, if he suddenly took out good things to sell, it would definitely arouse suspicion, which was completely courting death.
After thinking about it, Xiaopang, who couldn't find a good way, could only give up temporarily. In boredom, Xiaopang suddenly found that almost everything in the black soil had been decomposed. In order to keep the black soil idle, Song Zhong grabbed a red broken sword next to him, and then inserted it directly into the black soil, intending to continue decomposing it. But at this moment, he suddenly felt his hand holding the sword tremble, as if he had inserted something.
Xiaopang was immediately stunned, thinking, how could there be hard objects in the black soil? The previous things should have been decomposed almost long ago? Thinking of this, Song Zhong curiously probed into the black soil with his spiritual sense, and soon found the hard object, which turned out to be the copper piece he buried in the black soil.
Xiaopang was shocked and quickly stretched out his hand to suck the copper piece into his hand for careful observation. Then he was shocked again to find that this seemingly insignificant copper piece was not decomposed at all. You know, he buried it half a month ago! The decomposition ability of the black soil would decompose even the fragments of the magic weapon within three days, but it had no effect on it, which really shocked Song Zhong.
Subconsciously, Xiaopang immediately determined that this copper piece must be an extraordinary treasure, otherwise, his own life magic weapon would not force him to search for it.
However, Xiaopang then thought depressedly that this fragment was just a single fragment, and it had no practical effect at all. Even if it was a treasure, it would be useless if it fell into his hands? Unless a complete set can be gathered, 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 ditch, maybe other fragments are also in the ditch, there is a sense of the life magic weapon, as long as I get close, I can find it. If a set is really gathered, maybe its power will be revealed!
With this idea, how could Song Zhong sit still? He hurriedly flew up, rushed out of the house, and flew straight to the ditch on his sword.
Three months later, Xiaopang, who was exhausted, returned to his wooden house again. Although he had lost weight, his skin was tanned a lot, and his face was full of frost, he was still in high spirits, as if he had gotten a great bargain.
During these three months, Xiaopang only came back once to get food. As an outer disciple, no one would say anything if he took some food. As for the rest of the time, all of them were left. In the search and excavation. For three whole months, he searched the ditch for hundreds of miles and finally gathered 36 fragments.
It was not easy to get these fragments. Some of them were picked up by him, while others needed to be excavated. Sometimes, he even had to steal from the monster's nest. Fortunately, the other party was just a low-level monster pig and could not fly. After being tricked by Song Zhong with the trick of luring the tiger away from the mountain, he easily succeeded. But then he was chased by the angry guy for hundreds of miles and almost died.
After finally gathering the fragments, Xiaopang was no longer willing to stay there, and hurried back to lie down on the bed and have a good sleep first.
Xiaopang slept all day and didn't wake up until the evening of the next day. He was too lazy to go to the cafeteria, so he took out some dry food and ate it randomly, then took out the last fragment and came directly to his own space.