After the sky turned dark, SongZhong did not dare to continue digging. Although the surroundings of the Xuantian Monastery were peaceful, it did not mean that it was safe. There were countless low-level monsters here, especially in this ravine. It was fine during the day, but once night came, fierce monsters would come out to look for food. Song Zhong's strength was not strong now, and he did not want to die here. In addition, he was tired after a day's work, so he simply hid in the space of the natal magic treasure to adjust his breath and meditate.
Three days later, Xiao Pang, who had dug hundreds of feet deep, numbly grabbed something below and was about to throw it out. Unexpectedly, the bead suddenly vibrated at this time, which suddenly alarmed Song Zhong. He immediately realized that he might have found it, hurriedly retracted his hand, and carefully looked at the thing in his hand.
It was a broken copper piece, about the size of a palm and two fingers thick. It seemed to be a broken fragment of some kind of object. Song Zhong could not feel the slightest Spiritual Qi on it, and could not see what was so amazing about it. He thought, "Did I make a mistake? Is this not what the natal magic treasure is looking for?"
Thinking of this, Song Zhong immediately made a gesture to throw it, but unexpectedly, the bead immediately vibrated again. Song Zhong realized that he had found the right thing.
The next moment, Song Zhong took the fragment into the space of the natal magic treasure. Then he shook the copper piece in his hand and said, "Baby, is this what you are looking for? What's the use of it? "
No one answered him, and there was no change in the space. Song Zhong asked for a rebuff. Thinking that he had dug the garbage here for three days just to find such an inconspicuous thing, he was annoyed. He directly buried the copper piece in the black soil, and then said fiercely, "Since I can't see what you are, I will dissect you first!"
After doing this, Xiao Pang went out of the space, and then flew back to his cabin on his sword. After returning to his kennel, the exhausted Xiao Pang fell asleep on the bed.
For the rest of the time, Song Zhong did not even leave his room. He had been meditating and cultivating in his own space. Although he was out for three days, most of the time was spent digging up garbage, but this garbage was not for nothing. At the bottom of the garbage mountain, there were a lot of good goods. In short, Song Zhong did not waste these three days. He found hundreds of abandoned magic tools and magic weapons, almost filling up the space in the bead. If not, he would not have come back! However, there weren't many high-grade artifacts among them. Most of them were low-grade artifacts.
However, no matter how low level a magic tool was, it was still a magic tool! There had to be some good materials mixed in. And that mysterious black soil didn't disappoint Song Zhong. No matter what grade of treasure it was, it would decompose after being buried, and then it would condense into piles of all kinds of rare materials.
The black soil's decomposition speed was not fast, but it was definitely not slow. Ordinary magic tools could be decomposed in one day, and magic weapons could be decomposed in three days. And it could bury more than a dozen items at a time. So, almost half a month later, the hundreds of things collected by Song Zhong were mostly decomposed.
At this time, Xiao Pang's life source magic weapon space had completely changed. It was no longer as dilapidated as it was at the beginning. First of all, its size had expanded hundreds of times, reaching a diameter of five hundred feet. This was all thanks to those space magic tools.
In addition, after the space expanded, the mysterious black soil also grew a lot. It had a radius of five feet and a depth of more than ten feet. Its expansion seemed to depend on the bones, beast horns, and other things in the decomposed objects. Because Xiao Pang found that the decomposed things in this space, there were metals and jade, but there were no bones. And among those decomposed treasures, many of them were made of beast horns and beast bones.
In addition, the amount of yellow soil in the space also increased by a lot. Moreover, there was also some spiritual water, forming a small puddle. Until now, Little Fatty still didn't know how they were transformed into this.
But this didn't affect Song Zhong's harvest. Hundreds of treasures were decomposed into thousands of materials. Most of them were low-level black iron, which was more than ten feet high and shaped like a mountain peak. In addition, there were wind copper, refined silver, purple gold, and other common low-level materials. The smallest of them was the size of a fist, and the big ones were almost the size of a watermelon. In addition, what surprised Song Zhong the most were the high-grade goods, such as Fire Essence Jade, Steel Essence, Ice Cold Iron, and some other things that he didn't recognize at all. Although they were only a little bit, most of them were like peas, the smallest was like a grain of rice, and the largest was like a chicken egg. But in terms of value, it was unknown how much higher it was than black iron.
According to SongZhong's understanding, Black Iron was the lowest grade and most common material. A hundred catties was only worth a piece of low-grade spiritual stone. As for Purple Gold and other uncommon materials, one tael was worth hundreds or even tens of thousands of low-grade spiritual stones. These were all used by foundational cultivators. As for treasures such as Fire Essence Jade, they were treasures pursued by Jin Dan and above cultivators. How much they were worth, Song Zhong, this country bumpkin, simply couldn't estimate. Moreover, because Song Zhong's knowledge was not enough, he could only recognize less than one percent of the materials here, and the vast majority of the materials were unknown. Maybe there were more advanced materials here. If he encountered something that a Nascent Soul stage cultivator wanted, even if it was the size of a grain of rice, it could be exchanged for a good magic weapon.
A few days ago he was still a poor boy, but suddenly he became rich overnight. This made Song Zhong feel as if he was dreaming. However, Song Zhong quickly calmed down, because he suddenly thought of a problem, and that was that he definitely couldn't endlessly obtain so many discarded treasures, because these kinds of high grade goods were originally very rare, and the discarded ones were even rarer. He had searched the Sky Ravine for several days to obtain these, and he was afraid that in a few years, the good things here would run out. Fortunately, it was still early, and he didn't have to worry now. Just these things alone were enough for him to squander for dozens or even hundreds of years.
There was also another problem, and that was how to spend them. At this time, Xiao Pang had another idea. When he was young, he once remembered that he had gone with his parents to a place called Firmament City. It was a city built by cultivators, and it was hundreds of thousands of miles away from the Xuantian Monastery. It was jointly managed by all the large sects in the entire Infinite Boundless Mountain region, and it was specially used for cultivators to trade. There were many reputable shops inside, and some of them had even been passed down for thousands of years. If he could go there, then he would definitely be able to sell these things.
There were two ways to go to Firmament City. One was to fly there, and with Xiao Pang's strength, it would take him several months to fly there. On the way, he might also encounter powerful Demon Beasts or cultivators who liked to rob. Obviously, with Xiao Pang's current fighting strength that was infinitely close to zero, taking this path was basically equivalent to courting death.
Then the other way was to use the sect's transmission array. The advantage was that it would directly reach the city without any risk, and it was also very fast. In the past, Song Zhong had followed his parents to go there. But it was a pity that the transmission array had a fee, and each person needed to pay 20 low-grade spirit stones. This was a problem for Xiao Pang.
Although the value of the things in his hands was huge, he didn't dare to sell them locally. Even if it was the lowest grade black iron, he didn't dare to take it out to sell. Because he was in the Xuantian Monastery, and he was also extremely poor in the past. If he suddenly took out good things to sell, it would definitely arouse suspicion, and that was completely courting death.
After thinking about it, Xiao Pang, who couldn't find a good way, could only temporarily give up. In his boredom, Xiao Pang suddenly found that the things in the black soil were almost completely decomposed. In order to not let the black soil be idle, Song Zhong grabbed a red broken sword from the side, and then directly inserted it into the black soil, intending to continue the decomposition. But at this time, he suddenly felt his hand holding the sword shake, as if he had inserted something.
Xiao Pang immediately froze, saying in his heart, how could there be a hard object in the black soil? The things in the past should have been decomposed long ago. Thinking of this, Song Zhong curiously probed into the black soil with his Divine Sense, and soon found the hard object, which turned out to be the copper piece that he buried in the black soil.
Xiao Pang was suddenly shocked, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to operate his Qi, sucking the copper piece into his hand and carefully observing it. Then he was shocked to find that this seemingly inconspicuous copper piece had not been decomposed at all. After all, he had buried it half a month ago! And the black soil's decomposition ability, even if it was a fragment of a magic weapon, would be decomposed in three days, but it had no effect on it, which really made Song Zhong shocked.
Subconsciously, Xiao Pang immediately determined that this copper piece must be an extraordinary treasure, otherwise, his life source magic weapon would not force him to search for it.
However, Xiao Pang then thought gloomily, this fragment was only a single fragment, and it had no practical use at all. Even if it was a treasure, it was useless in his hands, right? Unless he could gather a set, maybe he could ~
Thinking of this, Xiao Pang's eyes suddenly lit up, and he couldn't help but say to himself, "This fragment was found in the Sky Ravine, maybe the other fragments are also in the Sky Ravine, with the life source magic weapon's induction, as long as I get close, I can find it. If I really gather a set, maybe its power will be revealed!
With this thought in mind, how could SongZhong still sit still? He hurriedly flew out of the house, and flew straight to the Sky Ravine on his sword.
Three months later, the exhausted Xiao Pang once again returned to his wooden house. Although he had lost a lot of weight, his skin was a lot darker, and his face was full of hardships, he was still full of joy, as if he had gotten a great deal.
In these three months, Xiao Pang only came back to take food once, as an outer sect disciple, no one would say anything if he took some food. As for the rest of the time, it was all spent on searching and excavating. For a full three months, he searched hundreds of miles of Sky Ravine, and finally gathered thirty-six fragments.
These fragments were not easy to get, some were picked up casually, some needed to be excavated, and sometimes, he even had to steal from the nest of a demonic beast. Fortunately, the other party was only a low level demonic pig, and could not fly. After it was lured away by Song Zhong's plan, it was easy to get it. But then, he was chased by that angry guy for hundreds of miles, and almost died.
After gathering the fragments with great difficulty, Xiao Pang did not want to stay there any longer, and hurriedly returned, lying on the bed and having a good sleep first.
Xiao Pang slept for an entire day, and did not wake up until the evening of the second day. He was too lazy to go to the cafeteria, and directly took out some dry food, and took two bites, then took out the last fragment, and directly went into his space.
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