Feng Zhiping found a beam of fiery red streamer, not only because it was close, but also because it was thick, it was strong when it looked good, and it would definitely be able to knock out a big hole when he hit the mountain later.

At first, he was worried that it was just a simple light stream, and there was nothing to grab, but when he got closer, he found that there was really something in the light stream, a fiery red stone pillar that the two of them hugged at a glance, and he let go of his heart, gritted his teeth and hugged it fiercely.

"Ah!!h

Mentally prepared, but he still couldn't help but scream, the stone pillar was hot and fast, the moment he hugged it, the two arms were blurred with flesh and blood, and the smell of burnt smell was exuded from each joint, and every joint was heart-rending and painful, and the two arms were almost torn off directly, thanks to the solid muscles and bones and the support of Yuan Li, he used all his strength to grab a bulge with great perseverance, and there was only one thought in his heart.

Death will not let go!

In the blink of an eye, the top of the stone pillar hit the top of the cave, and when he saw it, he felt the stone pillar pause slightly, followed by a long drive like a bamboo.

Broken!

I'm exposed, and I'm going to be rubbed to death later!

Seeing that the roof of the cave was getting closer and closer to him, Feng Zhiping was terrified, and in his anxiety, he vaguely swept into the depression nearby, he gritted his teeth and moved in with difficulty, and in an instant, the whole person was wrapped in a heat wave, and he deeply felt like a lamb in the oven.

Endure!

No matter how hot it is, you have to hold back!

Roasting to death is better than rubbing to death, at least leaving a corpse!

Cheering himself up repeatedly in his heart, Yuan Li ran along Zhou Tian over and over again, and a message suddenly appeared in his mind that was baked.

[Red Lotus Rock, Red Lotus Blood Rough Stone, Ground-level Upper Grade, Very High Content]

Why, this thing turned out to be a high-grade Red Lotus Blood Ore on the ground level, a top-grade Fire Spirit Material, no wonder it was so hot!

Feng Zhiping didn't have the joy of meeting Chongbao at all, but secretly scolded himself for being stupid, so many colors of light and rain don't choose this one, don't you know that most red spiritual objects belong to fire, why don't you choose a white one?

It's better to freeze to death than to burn it!

Now it's useless to regret it, so I can only endure it, but fortunately, the temperature continues to drop after the stone pillar breaks into the soil, although it is still very hot, but it is much better than before.

Rubble kept falling in, and every inch of flesh on his body was screaming pain, and then Feng Zhiping couldn't feel the pain anymore, and the half of his body outside was as if it wasn't his own.

The vision was dim and he couldn't see the outside clearly, but judging by the noise of friction, the speed of the stone pillar had been slowing down, and if it went on like this, it should be able to stop soon, and he was just about to breathe a sigh of relief, when suddenly a very serious problem came to mind.

Are you going to the surface, or are you going deeper underground?

Floating around Zhenyuan Magnetism for so long, I can't tell the difference between up and down, left and right, if I find the wrong direction, I go underground, right, then in what life can I be dug out?

Just as he was thinking about it, another message suddenly popped up in his mind.

[Chiyan rock, Chiyan corundum rough, prefecture-grade medium grade, high content]

Well?

What's the situation?

Isn't it Red Lotus Rock, how did it become Red Flame Rock?

Feng Zhiping was confused, his first reaction was that Yuzhu was joking, but Yuzhu never told lies, there was only one possibility - the spiritual power was dissipating, and the grade of the stone pillar had dropped!

No, not only the grade, but also the types are different, except for the fact that they belong to the same fire line, the Red Lotus Rock and the Red Flame Rock are not the same, they are completely two spiritual materials.

Why is this happening?

Even if it's a living thing, it shouldn't just change!

Feng Zhiping was puzzled, and suddenly his heart moved, remembering what his father had said to him.

On that day, when he was young, he listened to the old man's story of repeating the glorious deeds of the Earth Fire Heart many times, and for the first time a question arose, curiously asking his father why so many people had been to the origin of the Earth Fire Heart, but he was the only one who picked up a bargain.

"Because I'm lucky. Feng Moxiu replied.

Feng Zhiping didn't believe it, thinking that his father was perfunctory.

Feng Moxiu put away his smile and said to him seriously: "It's really luck, the higher the grade of spiritual materials, the more you have to look at the face, it's not that you can find it if you have the relevant information and know the source, time, environment, the timing of encounter, and the means of collection are all indispensable." If I hadn't appeared in that place at that time that day, I wouldn't have been able to discover it, and if I hadn't happened to have the Heavenly Sea Cold Essence filled with an entire jar made of Heavenly Star Stones, I wouldn't have been able to seal it, and if it hadn't been for King Zhan sending someone to rescue me, and generously rejecting my loss of using the Heart of Fire to resist the Cold Essence afterwards, I wouldn't have been able to get it. I didn't expect the volcano that had been silent for 10,000 years to suddenly erupt, and I didn't expect that I could survive in the magma everywhere, and I was fated to meet the heart of earth fire that erupted with the magma and happened to have the right thing to collect. You know, your father and I were just in the spiritual consciousness period at that time, and the divine hiding period was not. ”

The time, the place, the people, the time, the environment, the timing, Feng Zhiping at that time couldn't deeply understand these things at all, he only listened to the story, and then thought about it at this time, if he had an understanding.

The best spiritual materials may not be immutable.

Aside from time and human factors, the environment alone has a great impact on the type and grade of spiritual materials.

Just separated from Zhenyuan Magnetic, the rock pillar under his body is Red Lotus Rock, but as it gradually cools down deep into the soil layer, the dissipation of spiritual power and the change of the surrounding environment and its own temperature have changed its nature, and it has retreated from the Red Lotus Rock on the ground level to the current Chiyan Rock.

No, it's not Chiyanyan, Yuzhu gave another message, the stone pillar under his body has become a ground-level low-grade fire spirit iron ore, and it also contains a little thunder and lightning power, becoming the best two-color gold of the two spirits of thunder and fire.

Although the earth is the treasure of the earth, magnetism is closely related to electricity, and a little thunder and lightning power should be given by it, is this the flow of the five elements, the change of yin and yang?

Feng Zhiping felt that he understood something, and felt even more confused, the stone turned into metal, and it also contained thunder power, and it was absurd to think about it with normal thinking.

However, the facts are in front of him, and he has to believe even if he doesn't believe it.

He was confused for a long time, and it was not until the stone pillar under him changed again, and Yuzhu gave a message of "iron essence, human-grade high-grade, containing a little fire spiritual power, and medium content", that he suddenly came back to his senses.

"Grass !!"

Annoyed and scolded, he regretted that he wanted to vomit blood, just now he patronized and pondered, and he watched the huge treasure mountain become "scrap iron", why didn't he think of digging a piece and preserving it!

The red lotus blood of the prefecture-level grade has now become an iron essence, and Feng Zhiping has the heart to die.

If you dig down a piece just now, even if it is only a small piece the size of a fist, its value is enough to reach thousands of catties of iron essence, it is a rare treasure with no price!

Feng Zhiping wanted to cry without tears, but after thinking about it, he felt that he was taking it for granted.

His idea is very good, but the probability of realization is very low, the more advanced the spiritual material appears and the conditions for receiving it will be more demanding, even if he really makes the next piece, he may not be able to guarantee that it will not change, the most likely result is that it will still turn into iron ore with the body.

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Anyway, I know how these treasures came about, and when I cultivate to a high level in the future, I will come again after making sufficient preparations, as long as I find the Zhenyuan Magnetic Mother, I don't have to worry about not being able to find the natural treasure, if you can, it is better to directly receive the Zhenyuan Magnetic Mother, which is equivalent to receiving the hen that will only lay golden eggs, what do you want?

Feng Zhi was relieved, and the stone pillar also stopped completely, only a few aftershocks remained, and the sound of sporadic rock formations grinding sounded from time to time in the darkness in front of him, but it didn't take long for it to completely calm down.

I'm not dead!

But it hurts!

Pain to pain, Feng Zhiping still couldn't help cheering, but as a result, his mouth was full of dirt.

Quickly closed his mouth, held his breath and listened intently, except for the sound of his own heartbeat, there was no movement, and the previous thoughts came back to him, and he couldn't help but feel panic.

Where is this?

Is it near the surface, or deep underground?

His eyes were so dark and dead that he couldn't make out anything, and a moment later he found a very serious problem - he was running out of air to breathe!

After the stone pillar stopped, it merged with the surrounding rock and soil, there was no gap, and the recess where he was was probably the only space where he could stay, but it was sealed all around, and the only bit of air left could not support it for long, and he could clearly feel the turbidity increase with every breath.

If you want to get out, you can only dig!

But the gap is too small, his arms can't be stretched straight, and he is seriously injured, and he wants to dig it out with his bare hands, how difficult is it?

Hoping for someone else to come to your rescue?

Pull it down, then it's better to count on the gods to save it!

No matter how difficult it is, you have to dig, if you don't want to die, you have to work hard!

Feng Zhiping breathed silently, he couldn't count on the injury on his left arm, and the only thing he could count on was his right hand.

He groped around to see if he could find a columnar bulge to break down as a tool, but unexpectedly found nothing, so he had no choice but to dig with his bare hands, and punched out with enough internal force, and the next moment, the fist bone was in pain.

Hastily, stony!!

The touch was like a rock, and Yuzhu's feedback confirmed his guess, this thing was the hardest stone in the Daqiu Mountain Realm, and if he didn't have the innate power to dig it with his bare hands, it was impossible for him to cultivate.

What to do?

Feng Zhiping's anxious brain went crazy, but the reality didn't allow him to think about it at all.

The air was so muddy that it was suffocating, and instinct drove him to gasp frantically, and he barely managed to hold back it with great perseverance, and he knew that the more he gasped at this time, the faster he died.

Just when he was about to go crazy and couldn't stop the urge to break the jar, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed through his mind.

Stone pillar!

The stone pillar has turned into an iron concentrate vein, but it still contains a little fire spirituality, and the left and right are dead, why don't you fight it and directly absorb the spiritual power of the ore vein to attract the innate fire, and melt through this damn rock?

When he was in the Dragon Mountain, he tried to directly absorb the spiritual power of the spiritual material, and the end was very miserable, the kind of pain that was worse than death he will never forget, at that time he swore that he would never feel it again in this life, but now, he can't care so much.

Because he wants to live.

The right palm pressed the rock under him, and the Yuan Force poured into the palm of the body to spit out, and after a little preparation, Feng Zhiping's pupils suddenly contracted, and no one roared in his heart, and the Yuan Force poured out and poured into the stone, time seemed to stand still for a moment, and the next moment, the whole person fell into the abyss of pain.

The indescribable pain tortured every inch of his flesh and blood, scorched his soul, tortured him so much that he forgot to breathe, and there was only one obsession left in his almost blank mind - fire!

I don't know how long later, the dark vision suddenly had a flash of fire, and it seemed to be his right arm that was burning.

He didn't have the slightest extra energy to think about whether his right arm would burn, so he clenched his fist according to his obsession, riveted all his strength, and punched out.

The fists and stones intersected, and the impregnable walls of the rock seemed to turn into soft cheese, and his fists were only blocked for a moment before they drove straight in, and his arms stretched to the limit, stopping without elbows.

The fist stopped, but the punch didn't have the strength.

The power of fire surged out, like a broken bamboo, and the rock quickly turned red, and as Feng Zhiping cracked and peeled off, a dark red channel half a human width appeared in the darkness.

It's not enough, it's not going to get by!

Feng Zhiping clenched his teeth and tried to control the firepower to expand the passage.

Seeing that the passage was getting wider and wider, and soon it could accommodate him to crawl past, the hot wind in the cave suddenly surged, and quickly turned from dry heat to sultry tide, and before he could understand it, he saw the red light at the end of the way quickly dimmed to this side, and in the blink of an eye, the strong water crashed into him, almost knocking him unconscious.

Water?

Could it be an underground river?

As soon as he thought of this, he felt the stone pillar under him tremble, and the passage that he had finally opened up had broken stone falling, and he was suddenly startled.

There was an earthquake!

It's broken, the passage is going to collapse!

Without time to think about it, he hurriedly swam forward, not thinking about whether he would be sealed inside.

After swimming three or four meters, there was a sudden muffled sound in the water, and through contact with the cave wall, he knew that the earthquake had intensified, and if he continued to swim out, the passage would collapse completely, what should he do?

Holding his breath has reached the limit, and his thinking is getting more and more sluggish, but even if he encounters this situation at normal times, it is impossible to think at all, and he can't help but sigh secretly, he is going to die here after all.

The will could no longer restrain its instincts, and opened its mouth to breathe, but where was the air, only water was inhaled into the throat, and the lungs twitched violently, and it hurt hotly.

Consciousness continued to sink into darkness, and the figures of family, friends, and You Shuang'er crossed his mind like a marquee.

Feng Zhiping cried.

It wasn't until this moment that he realized that the rhetoric of the past was bullshit, he was also afraid of death, he didn't want to die, he didn't want to die at all.

He wanted to live.

However, this is an extravagant hope, just like his tears that melt into the water, he can't see or touch them, no matter how much he has, it's all in vain.

When he was dying, he seemed to feel something tugging at him, and the force was fierce, and then something kept hitting his body, and he was unable to distinguish it, with the last trace of desire for life, his consciousness completely fell into darkness.