As a popular ability, the chants for sword flight were not hard to come by, and could be said to be everywhere. Even if Song Zhong did not give any gifts, they would casually give him one. Last night, SongZhong had already memorised the Flying Sword Chant excitedly. So early in the morning, he excitedly prepared for his first flight.
It had to be said that Xiao Pang's slightly fat body did not help with flying. His flying sword was already broken, and now that it was attached to a fat master, it was even more unbearable. The pitiful flying sword bent after he stepped on it, bringing him along as he flew in the air. It was as thrilling as it could be, as if he was crossing a wooden bridge.
Luckily, Xiao Pang was considered a person who had practiced before, and every day he did not run for nothing. His body's balance was not bad, and after four hours of back and forth, he was finally able to control the flying sword, and fly back and forth in the air. Although his posture was like a sow climbing a tree, and could not be compared to other people's free and easy movements, but at least he did not fall.
Speaking of which, it was all thanks to Song Zhong's trash flying sword, because an ordinary disciple's flying sword could fly three to four hundred miles in a quarter of an hour. But Song Zhong's broken flying sword was only half the speed of others. One must know, the faster the flying sword, the harder it was to control. So in this way, Song Zhong could control it better, and this allowed him to learn the basics of flying in a short period of time.
The feeling of flying in the air for the first time was so good, and Song Zhong had never had such an experience before. In his excitement, he directly controlled the flying sword and flew to his most frequented place, the Sky Ravine.
In less than a quarter of an hour, Xiao Pang flew to the Sky Ravine. He casually kept the flying sword, and looked at the trash below, and sighed, "In the past, every time I came here, I would have to run for at least an hour, but now I only used less than a third of the time, and this is with the trashiest flying sword. If I had a better one, who knows how much faster it would be! Flying is indeed faster! "
After sighing with emotion, Xiao Pang summoned the flying sword again and flew down the Sky Ravine. The reason why he came here was not only to reminisce about the past, but also because he had proper business to attend to.
Through these two days of observation, Song Zhong also had a preliminary understanding of his life source magic weapon. First of all, this treasure's decomposing ability was really not ordinary terrifying. Whether it was talismans, pills, or magic treasures, it could decompose all of them. However, its decomposition speed was not the same. The higher the level of the item, the slower the decomposition speed. However, high-grade items contained a lot of precious materials. Therefore, in comparison, it was more cost-effective to decompose high-grade items. That way, not only could he increase the spiritual energy in the space, but he could also obtain high-grade materials.
One had to know that there was only so much black soil in the Life Source Magic Weapon. Only the things wrapped in the black soil would be decomposed. Therefore, strictly speaking, its decomposing ability was limited. It was impossible to decompose too much in one go. Under such circumstances, it naturally had to choose high level things to decompose first!
Song Zhong didn't have any high-grade items. The trash he picked up at work was all low-grade. If he wanted to obtain high-grade items, with his ability, he could only go to the Sky Ditch to try his luck.
Although Song Zhong didn't learn how to refine weapons, he had been in the cultivation sect for many years. He was influenced by what he saw and heard, so he knew a little bit about it. High-grade items were generally magic treasures. There were also high-grade pills and talismans, but those things were relatively rare. Moreover, those that were thrown into the Sky Ditch were mostly used wastes. It wasn't worth the effort. Therefore, he was now single-mindedly looking for failed magic treasures and flying swords.
Among the flying swords and magic treasures, the lowest and most common material was black iron, which was the material of the flying sword under Song Zhong's feet. This kind of thing was only worth one low-grade spirit stone per hundred pounds. It was super cheap. Song Zhong didn't want to sell this kind of thing. Therefore, when he was looking for trash, he didn't want anything black. He only wanted colorful flying swords or magic treasures.
After Xiao Pang flew in the Sky Ditch for a few hours, he really found a few colorful treasures. There were flying swords that were broken in two, armor that was almost broken into pieces, and all kinds of failed magic treasures and even magic treasures.
One must know that magic treasures were used by low-level disciples, while magic treasures were used by masters above the Jin Dan stage. The two were not on the same level at all. The materials of magic treasures were extremely rare, so even if the magic treasures were broken, many people were reluctant to throw them away. Therefore, Song Zhong was able to find a few discarded magic treasures. It was really a matter of great luck. Once the refining materials of these magic treasures were broken down, how many spirit stones could they be exchanged for? Song Zhong was drooling just thinking about it.
However, good things didn't last long. Just as Xiao Pang was excited, he suddenly felt the life source magic treasure in his dantian tremble fiercely. That numb and sour feeling was just too unbearable, as though his buttocks were stuffed with a vibrator. This caused SongZhong's buttocks to tighten and his legs to tremble. In a moment of carelessness, he fell off the flying sword.
Fortunately, Xiao Pang was looking for something, so he flew at a very low altitude, so he didn't fall to his death. Otherwise, he would have been taught a lesson. But even so, Song Zhong fell heavily. He only felt sore all over and couldn't get up for a long time.
Although Xiao Pang was already so unlucky, the life source magic treasure in his dantian still didn't stop beating. Instead, it became even wilder, as if it was urging Xiao Pang.
"F * ck, this life source magic treasure can't be broken, right? Why is it beating for no reason! "Song Zhong, who fell with a bloody nose and a swollen face, couldn't help but curse.
The life source magic treasure obviously couldn't speak, so it could only beat at an even faster frequency to express its protest. Xiao Pang couldn't help but beg for mercy. "Good boy, stop beating. If you keep beating, my balls will be shattered by you! I'm still counting on it to help me carry on the family line! "
The bead ignored Xiao Pang's pleas and continued to beat restlessly. Song Zhong was helpless. He could only reluctantly get up and said with a wry smile, "Okay, okay, I surrender. What do you want to do? Why did you suddenly jump up here? Is there something you're looking for here? "
The bead suddenly stopped for a moment, and then it started to beat more violently, as if it was very excited. Song Zhong immediately understood that the other party was happy. It seemed that he was right. He quickly said, "Okay, okay, stop jumping. I know you're looking for something. I'll find it right away, okay? If you keep jumping like this, I can't even stand up. How can I find it for you? "
After hearing Song Zhong's words, the bead finally quieted down completely. It only occasionally jumped, as if to prove its existence.
Seeing that it was quiet, Xiao Pang heaved a sigh of relief. Then, he subconsciously took a step forward. As a result, the bead immediately jumped violently, causing Song Zhong to tremble and sit on the ground.
Xiao Pang immediately wailed, "Oh my god, can you beat less? I'm going to die because of you! "
Only then did the bead lighten a little, but it was still jumping. Song Zhong then hurriedly said, "Did I go in the wrong direction?"
The bead immediately shook violently a few times.
"Okay, okay, I'll go in another direction!" Xiao Pang said and turned left. Just as he took a step, the bead jumped again.
Song Zhong was so scared that he hurriedly continued to turn. The bead immediately stopped jumping and became very obedient.
Song Zhong finally knew the direction and hurriedly walked forward. He didn't dare to fly on his sword now, afraid that the bead would jump up and throw him again. Helpless, he could only walk. In the vast mountain of trash, Song Zhong walked for half a day, but he still didn't feel any information from the bead. He thought to himself, "Why is there no movement? Have I been fooled by the bead? "
Thinking of this, he immediately tried to turn around and take a step. As a result, the bead seemed to be angered and immediately jumped angrily. Song Zhong felt his stomach tremble. He was so scared that he hurriedly said, "Baby, baby, stop jumping. I just want to know how far we have to go."
The bead was quiet for a moment, then jumped more than ten times in a row.
Song Zhong was immediately depressed. He smiled bitterly and said, "Baby, I don't know what you mean by this. How about this, I'll fly on my sword. When we reach the place, you can remind me, but it can't shake too much. If I fall again, I'll be dead! "
The bead shook slightly three times, as if to express agreement. Song Zhong carefully flew on his sword again. At the same time, he said with some surprise, "Baby, can you understand what I said?"
The bead didn't respond this time. It just stayed there quietly, as if it didn't understand what Song Zhong said. Xiao Pang was somewhat disappointed, but he immediately said to himself, "Even if it doesn't understand what I said, from its performance just now, it's enough to prove that it has spirituality! A treasure with spirituality, isn't that a spirit treasure? I'm rich. No wonder Father and Mother value this guy so much. As expected, the older, the wiser. It seems that in the cave of the ancient cultivators, there really won't be garbage. "
Spirit treasure was a higher level item than magic weapon. Generally, only the super masters above the Spirit Severing stage would have one or two. There were not many Yuanying stage masters. The Spirit Severing stage masters were legendary existences. Even the head of the Xuantian Monastery was only a master in the middle stage of the Yuanying stage.
If this bead was a spirit treasure, then there was no doubt that Xiao Pang would get a big bargain. In fact, from the point of view of the ability of this bead, even if it was a spirit treasure, it wouldn't be surprising.
Just when Xiao Pang was happy, the originally quiet bead suddenly trembled again. Song Zhong didn't dare to neglect. He hurriedly landed on the ground and looked around. He found that it was still a garbage mountain. There was garbage all around, and it was the garbage of many years. Many broken weapons were rusty. It should be known that the magic weapons of the cultivators were the best materials. Even the lowest level of black iron would not rust without thousands of years. It could be seen how long the history of the garbage here was.
At this time, the bead was again affecting Song Zhong with its jump. Song Zhong didn't dare to neglect. He immediately followed the instructions of the bead and slowly came to a point. When he stood there, no matter which direction he went, the bead would tremble.
No matter how stupid Song Zhong was, he knew that he had reached the place. The thing was most likely under his feet. He hurriedly squatted down and began to clean up the garbage under his feet. However, there was too much garbage here. Song Zhong dug all day, until the sky was dark, he didn't dig to the bottom. He just dug down more than a hundred feet deep, almost burying himself.
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