There are not many stones on the island, Feng Zhiping checked them one by one, and was pleasantly surprised to find that they were all water-patterned copper ore.

After taking a good look at the distribution after the excitement, an idea suddenly came to him, and he began to dig down the largest piece.

When he reached a depth of about two meters, he muttered a few words and threw himself at the other stones and began to clean up, until the bottom of all the stones was exposed, he stopped and sat on the dirt slope, looking at his feet with straight eyes.

"A whole piece, it turned out to be a whole piece! I'll go, this island won't be all water pattern copper raw ore, how big is this!"

Looking around, his gaze stretching from the island in the middle of the lake to the shore, he shivered slightly.

Although he had never opened a mine, he had heard Wang Lang talk about it, and the scene in front of him made him extremely suspicious that he had discovered that it was a water-patterned copper vein, and its scope might not only be the island in the middle of the lake, but also the entire valley.

"Momentum like a star, momentum like a star falling, did I hear it wrong, what Wang Lang said is not hanging but falling? In that case, this valley may not be naturally conceived, but smashed out by flying stones from the sky, otherwise how could there be such a large piece of raw ore exposed on the surface?"

It's not impossible.

There are thousands of islands in the sea of clouds, the largest is like three continents, and the smallest is not as big as the grinding plate, and it is better to say that the island is more like gravel.

Most of them do not interfere with each other, and a few will collide with each other for various reasons, hitting other islands at some point.

Feng Zhiping didn't understand, but he also knew that there were very few veins that were naturally exposed on the surface, and the grade of copper like water pattern was extremely rare, and it should generally be hidden in the depths of the leylines or other similar dangerous places, otherwise the price of natural materials and earth treasures on the market would not be high.

"It's no wonder that the terrain of Milong Mountain changes every time it is opened, and the treasures in it have been dug for many years, and they are endless, and the dare is not all self-bred, but also foreign!"

"But the grass and trees here grow really fast, such a big pit can be cultivated like this in fifteen years, and it is estimated that it will take several decades to change to the Tian Yuan Continent, right?"

Feeling that he had guessed the truth, Feng Zhiping was extremely excited, but after thinking about it carefully, he was not very excited.

Even if your guess is true, what's the use, can you help yourself get out of trouble?

"Waste time. ”

Pursed his lips and stood up, looking around for a moment, he walked towards the broken tree with his sword in hand.

It's right to wait for the rabbit, but you can't wait to die, God knows if the passing master will also know what it means to be "like a star", he has to take the initiative to think of luring people over.

Peel and slice, each piece of wood is engraved with "the valley has a heavy treasure" four big characters, ready to carry the good guide sign along the edge of the valley to insert a circle, afraid of people stupid, and deliberately add an arrow to adjust the direction, pointing to the bottom of the valley.

After a whole day and night, not only the edge of the huge valley, but also the valley was full of street signs, as long as someone came, even a blind man could touch the sign to find him, if this could not get out of the predicament, it was really fate.

After glancing at his masterpiece with satisfaction, Feng Zhiping began to cultivate with peace of mind.

People have to wait, and the cultivation must continue, after all, it is not yet known whether passers-by are friends or foes, and a little more strength means more power for self-preservation.

The top-grade long sword was reluctant to use it, and it had to rely on it to defend against the enemy, and Wang Lang's dagger became the only choice.

Reverse grip dagger practice hand-to-hand combat, every move and style has a trace of refreshing aura into the body, a steady stream of pleasure makes him want to practice forever, but he doesn't dare, every time he finishes a set, he forces himself to rest for a while, for fear that he will become addicted.

My father told him since he was a child that the talent of a martial artist is important, but the heart of martial arts is even more important.

If there is no perseverance, tenacious and unyielding spirit and courage not afraid of hardships and dangers, then no matter how high the talent is, it is useless, and the warrior will be trapped by himself, and it will be difficult to move an inch.

Taught since childhood, he knows that shortcuts are not impossible, but they must not become habits.

It is necessary to know that among the people who practice martial arts in the world, there is a category of people called "medicine jars", these people are eager for quick success, in order to quickly improve their cultivation or use drugs to urge or find someone to initiate and pass on the gong, so that the internal force is vain and impatient to polish, so that although the cultivation is high but the strength is mediocre, the battle within the same level will be defeated and become a laughing stock.

He doesn't want to be a medicine jar, even if his internal strength still has no signs of vanity, he is in a hurry to improve his cultivation just to go home as soon as possible, in addition, he is even more afraid that his patience will be exhausted and lose his heart.

Despite the self-discipline, the dagger's spirituality still decreased rapidly, and the Yuan Li silk thread only had two more.

Against the backdrop of the Yuanli silk thread, the thin meridians were so thick, he didn't dare to think about how many human-level high-grade blades he needed to fill all the meridians, and his heart trembled when he thought about it slightly.

Finally, the dagger was reduced to mortal iron, and day and night alternated again, watching the long sword reach out several times and then retract it, he desperately restrained his impulse, not daring to abolish his only life-saving weapon.

Put the sword three feet away, sit on the stone with Feng Zhi flat, and close his eyes to practice.

No matter how slow the retreat is, it is also an accumulation, and it is better to talk than nothing.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he hurriedly grabbed it, and after a moment opened his eyes to look at the stone beneath him.

"The spiritual properties of the weapon are for my use, and I haven't tried the medicine, so it should be okay, so what about these heavenly and earthly treasures that contain spirituality?"

"Whether it's a blade or an elixir, it's made by them, since the blade can, then I skip the intermediate step and absorb the spiritual material directly, it should be okay, right?"

"Definitely, after all, all I need is aura, and the spiritual qualities are no different from me, and without the refining link, maybe the effect will be better!"

Just do it when you think of it, Feng Zhiping stretched out his hand and pressed it lightly, slowly exhaling the internal force.

In the past, his internal force was always collected at the touch of a button, but this time it was as continuous as when he used a blade, trying to spread the internal force throughout the raw ore.

With the infusion of internal force, a slightly cool breath began to feed back into his palm, and he was happy to accelerate the perfusion, and the cool qi that entered his body flowed back to the dantian along the meridians, and after two turns with the sea of qi, it submerged into the sword seed.

"Ahh!!h

Pain.

Pain.

It is more severe than the abdominal pain that seems to go mad when condensing the sword seed.

Screaming and falling to the ground, Feng Zhiping was covered in cold sweat, and his fingers dug deep into the sand.

After a while, he couldn't even scream, and in a trance, he seemed to return to the moment when he had just swallowed the sword seed, the difference was that this time he couldn't avoid it by fainting, and could only clearly endure every pain.

I don't know how long later, the pain began to subside, and he collapsed on the ground weakly and gasped for a long time, only to find that he was actually urinating and feces when he got up.

There was no time to be dirty, he hurriedly closed his eyes and looked inward, the sea of qi was still there, and the sword was unharmed, but there were many injuries to the meridians, each of which was as hot as being pulled by a squirrel, and the viscera was also faintly painful, thinking that it was a secret injury.

The Yuanli silk threads did not increase, but each one was a little thicker, and he could feel that the thick part was not stable, and he had to concentrate on it.

"Damn, it's worse than poisoning, but it's good that the foundation is undamaged. This method can't be used, and even if you don't die again, it will take more time to boil up your internal strength than normal cultivation!"

Secretly scolding himself for being greedy, Feng Zhiping got up and walked to the river to wash his body, although he was used to smelling the smell of tiger dung, but the smell of his incontinence was absolutely unbearable both mentally and physically.

After a lot of washing, the body that had been dirty for many days was finally clean, with only a slight aftertaste.

Just as he was about to catch a fish to make up for it, his gaze suddenly froze, and there seemed to be a figure swaying in the forest belt at the edge of the valley.

Hallucination?

No, it's not an illusion, it's really someone!

Seeing the man walking towards this side, Feng Zhiping instantly forgot about the fish, jumped ashore and jumped and waved his arms vigorously.

"Hey, I'm here, here's someone, come !!"

As if seeing him, the man's pace, which was still a little hesitant, immediately quickened, and after a short time came to the waterhole, and saw each other's faces clearly, both of them were stunned.

"It's you?!"

"How are you?!"

grabbed the sword for the first time, Feng Zhiping secretly scolded the thief for playing with people, and even let him taste what it means to have a narrow road several times.

Gao Zhan also picked up the big knife and looked at Feng Zhiping and laughed.

"Dead boy, I've been looking for you, I didn't expect to meet you here, it's really the sky has eyes, the sky has eyes!

laughed and slashed, and his eyes showed a fierce light.

"Where's that dead girl? Say it, I'll give you a good time, I can't say it, I'll let you live but not die!"

"Wait, listen to me first!"

Raising his hand to stop, Feng Zhiping asked: "You were also trapped here in the fog, right? Brother, we should put aside our grudges and help each other now, there are monsters everywhere here, let's find a way to leave first, okay? Besides, we don't have a big enmity, it was you who picked it up that day, I just took your two blades, and I didn't kill your people, why be so careful! It's a big deal to go back and return the weapons to you, how about ending this matter?"

"Didn't hurt anyone's life? Heh, what a good one didn't hurt anyone's life! My junior brother Quanxia knows that he will definitely seek your soul for his life!"

"Dead?"

Feng Zhiping was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered the goatee that was broken by You Shuang'er's golden needle, it turned out that the person was really dead.

"Dead boy, it turns out that you are trapped here, and the heavy treasure you said is at your feet, right?"

Looking at the stones on the island, and then at the calm lake, Gao Zhan squinted.

"Say, what's strange in the water, unsheltered can trap you, say it, I can consider sparing your life!"

Hey, this guy is quite suspicious, like a fool.

Feng Zhiping almost burst out laughing.

If there is really danger in the water, can I still run back to the island to cocoon myself after inserting the sign, young master, am I sick?

Gao Zhan saw that his eyes were strange, and his tense face relaxed slightly.

"It turns out that he is playing tricks and wants to sing an empty city plan for me! Good boy, his mind is so deep at a young age, no wonder he is in the company of the Yin people of Diancang Mountain! It's a pity, if Senior Brother Wang hadn't died, I really wanted to give you a chance to betray some Canglai My Black Bone Cliff, now, go down and apologize to my junior brother!"

Jumping up, the knife wind whimpered, and the tall knife was compelling in appearance alone, and it was even more amazing in Gao Zhan's hands, as if he was going to split the island in the middle of the lake into two.