Starting from the first layer first, Yun Ling counted as he walked. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info【】

There were a hundred rooms on the first floor of the palace, some of them empty, some of them full of all kinds of ore crystals, and ten of them stored the black ash bookshelves that had been brought back from the Blazing Mountain Volcanic Castle.

After probably knowing this, Yun Ling slowly walked up to the second layer.

There were sixty rooms on the second floor, and the first thirty were full of fuel, strange and viscous, and Yun Ling could see at a glance black lumps of coal and ink-like oil, as well as some yellowish grease that looked like some kind of animal.

Each of the twenty rooms on the second floor had a furnace, some of them were huge, some were the size of a palm, some shimmered, and some seemed to be carved out of ordinary pine wood.

And in the last ten rooms on the second floor, from the first to the last, each room has a teardrop-shaped coat of arms inlaid with the door. The door of the first room is inlaid with a waterdrop badge made of black iron, the second is bronze, followed by silver, gold, amber, nephrite, jade, quartz, crystal, and diamonds.

Just when Yun Ling didn't know the meaning of these badges, he suddenly saw the words on the wall on one side.

The text was carved into the stone wall, and the handwriting was strong, but the content was just a complaint.

Yun Ling looked at it from front to back and understood the general meaning that the classification of refiners in the world was too rough, and it was difficult to reflect the true strength of the different realms of refiners. Therefore, Wan Qing proposed a new realm division, from level 1 to level 10, corresponding to different ores. These rooms can only be accessed if they have reached the corresponding level.

"This man is really a refiner." Thinking so, Yun Ling spun up the stairs and came to the third floor of the entire palace.

Walking around, Yun Ling counted out twenty rooms, each of which had a weapon rack placed in the middle of the room, and the weapons that shimmered with various colors stayed quietly on the weapon rack, there was no doubt that these were all spiritual weapons refined by Wan Qing.

"Hey, hey." Yun Ling laughed, this is simply a treasure trove

But what about the one hundred and eighty-one rooms that Fire Dance said

Yun Ling turned to the central axis of the palace and found a staircase leading to the top floor, and after going up, Yun Ling was completely stunned by the scene in front of him.

It was a very large but regular crystal, which seemed to be formed by two tetrahedron passing through each other, and every edge and corner revealed extreme beauty and extreme power, and it was slowly rotating at this time.

"What is this?"

"Light crystal." Fire Dance emerged from Yun Ling's body at the right time, startling Yun Ling again.

This guy himself is condensed by spiritual power, formless and substantial, and really like a ghost.

Fire Dance looked at the light crystal and said slowly, "Infuse your spiritual power into the crystal." ”

Yun Ling did so.

Milky white spiritual power poured out of her hands, slowly pouring into the crystal without reservation.

Click, click, click

As if an ancient mechanism had been touched, the speed of the light crystals was slowing down little by little.

"The speed at which the light crystals rotate represents the speed at which time passes, and you are changing the speed at which time passes in this space." Fire Dance explained.

After Yun Ling heard this, he laughed softly, his spiritual power was still injected, but it was already accelerating.

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