As Huo Junyuan said, this Thousand Locks Xuanji Box is really not a layer, relying on the ice silk drilled in, Fang Ling clearly felt that the square wooden blocks outside were not large, and there were all kinds of small wooden blocks inside, and these wooden blocks were not all square, there were also long, round, diamond-shaped, and so on.

The whole box looks ordinary on the surface, but it is full of delicate parts, which are interlocked, interlocked, and combined in various ways to form an interlocking mille-layer lock, and at the innermost layer is a two-finger long and wide box.

There are thousands of locks, layers of rings, and as the ice silk marches, Fang Ling sketched it in his mind, and the structure of the box is so complex that it is almost perverted, just looking at it like this is already overwhelmed, not to mention that someone has made it.

There are not many people who can admire Fang Ling in his life, but a craftsman like this has a magic workmanship, in addition to admiration, but now is not the time to admire, he must find the trick to open the box.

It took a whole hour for the ice silk to finish the box, Fang Ling took back the ice energy, and he was already sweating all over his body, focusing on controlling these ice wires, just like walking a tightrope on a thousand-foot cliff, and no accidents could happen, so after this hour, although the physical strength consumed was not much, but mentally he was very tired.

Fang Ling took a breath, closed his eyes, and the construction diagram of the box he had sketched just now appeared in his mind, and as soon as his mind moved, the various parts of the entire box were separated in his mind, and when his mind moved again, they were all combined again.

Using his amazing memory, Fang Ling was able to not only reproduce the construction diagram in his mind, but also make various parts combine at will to study its construction.

However, this does not mean that things will be simplified, and there are many of these parts, at least more than a thousand, each of which has a purpose that makes this box an impregnable fortress.

Fang Ling simply used the most clumsy method to analyze them one by one to understand the purpose of these parts.

Time passed slowly, and Fang Ling was as quiet as if he was sitting in the long river of history, observing the history through which this box passed.

Xiao Qing occasionally tiptoed to the door to take a look, and when she saw Fang Ling closing her eyebrows and thinking deeply, she returned cautiously and shook her head at Mo Xiang.

The sun was slowly setting, the sky was getting dark, and Mo Xiang was quietly guarding the courtyard outside the door, glancing in the direction of the door from time to time, and the little hand was clenched at some point, waiting for the result.

Fang Ling's entire spirit melted into his mind, and he discerned these parts without distraction, and finally, after careful exploration, he found a part near the inside, which seemed to be missing a part.

Any part is more than two pieces of structure into a lock, but only this one, although it is with other parts, but it seems to have been suddenly interrupted, there is no joint thing, Fang Ling's heart suddenly moved, carefully distinguish the surrounding structure.

Then it was found that the long part seemed to be stuck in the opening of another long wooden bar, and if it was violently shaken off, it would cause vibrations on the two parts below, resulting in a chain reaction in the box.