Xiao Feng took an iron pickaxe and knocked it on the mountain wall one by one.

From time to time, the iron pickaxe burst into sparks, which shows how hard the mountain wall is.

Xiao Feng was not surprised by this, because he already knew what kind of ore he was mining, which was an iron ore called heptane iron.

Heptane iron is mainly used for refining weapons, and when refining magic weapons for sect disciples, a large amount of heptane iron is required, like the long sword that Xiao Feng received in the Dustless Sect, which is actually made of ordinary heptane iron, and it is not a magic weapon.

However, the outer disciples or above used genuine magic weapons, and the amount of heptane iron used became very large. It is necessary for them to process and add some points to mine more heptane iron to satisfy the cultivation of these disciples.

Xiao Feng wanted to say that he was not dissatisfied with this, it was definitely impossible, but he knew that he would not pay attention to it if he was dissatisfied with the sect, in the eyes of the sect, he was just a dispensable little person.

Therefore, Xiao Feng turned the dissatisfaction in his heart into motivation, and to complain, it is better to seize the time to practice, and only with cultivation can he have the right to speak.

It's been a year since he came to the mine, and in this year, he has been almost isolated from the outside world, except for new people who are sent from time to time, Xiao Feng doesn't know anything about the others.

What is going on in the outside world, Xiao Feng is not in the mood to inquire, because he has time to take care of those things that can't be played with his own eight poles, it is better to use it for practice.

In addition, the cultivation environment here is very harsh, and it is more than ten times more difficult than him in the Dustless Sect.

If there is no accident, he will not be able to paint God in this life.

Xiao Feng didn't think about who would come to save him, because when he arrived here, even if the sect found out that he had been transferred, they wouldn't let him out, unless the ore here was mined out.

But according to Xiao Feng's understanding, although the ore reserves here are not very many, it is reliable that they will not be able to mine it in two or three hundred years. Unless Earth's technology can be resurrected again.

Suddenly, Xiao Feng's face changed, he gasped violently, his mouth grinned, he threw the iron pickaxe in his hand to the ground like a nervous reflex, and his other hand quickly covered the hand of the iron pickaxe. In pain, he bared his teeth and inhaled cold air.

It seems that he knocked something hard, and he used too much force, and he was injured by the backshock.

Xiao Feng immediately raised his hand to see that his tiger's mouth had cracked, and blood kept pouring out.

Xiao Feng's face was very pale, this was painful, he hurriedly used his mana to cover his wound, and soon after a burst of white light, his wound stopped bleeding.

"How can it be so hard. Xiao Feng's eyes flashed with haze, and he looked up.

Although this is heptane iron ore, the iron pickaxe in his hand is not ordinary iron, but heptane iron essence made by calcining heptane iron. The hardness is much higher than that of ordinary heptane iron.

In addition, he is a monk in the middle stage of the Governor's Pulse, so how can he not be injured by mining heptane iron ore.

At this look, Xiao Feng really saw that there was a problem, there was a small golden thing on the mountain wall. This obviously won't be heptane.

Xiao Feng picked up the iron pickaxe and gently struck it around the gold.

As he tapped, more gold appeared on the mountain wall.

The golden area grew larger and larger, and gradually a completely new thing slowly appeared in front of him.

Xiao Feng's face was not to mention how strange it was, he actually knocked out a dragon head. A miniature golden dragon head no bigger than his little mother's finger.

The workmanship of this dragon head is very exquisite, the dragon head carving is lifelike, not only the dragon whiskers, the dragon scales even have teeth and mouth gaps.

This can also stimulate Xiao Feng's curiosity, you must know that this is underground, buried in the ground I don't know how deep, and it is also a heptane iron vein, how can there be obvious artificially carved handicrafts.

As he tapped, gradually, the whole of the item was revealed, and it turned out to be a small tripod with very exquisite workmanship.

The small tripod is three-legged, supported by three unicorns, the tripod body is round, there are mountains and rivers around the grass and trees, the water flow is clear, especially the trees above, as if swaying with the wind.

The Ding Gai is made up of nine dragons hovering together, and it seems that the nine dragons are coiled with a gossip diagram.

The whole small tripod is only the size of a fist, and the workmanship is very exquisite, and you can know at a glance that it is from the master's handwriting.

"How can there be a small tripod buried here, strange, really weird. Xiao Feng buckled Xiao Ding, held it in his hand, and looked around again, his expression was very exciting.

Xiaoding will appear here, there are two situations, one is that there were no ore veins here, and later with the evolution of heaven and earth, ore veins were gradually produced, and Xiao Ding was also buried in it.

But if this kind of thing wants to be established, the premise is that Xiaoding has been here for more than hundreds of millions of years.

The second is that someone mined the ore here and accidentally left the tripod here, but there is also a premise here, that is, the heptane iron vein needs to be restored again. Otherwise, it would not be possible to bury in the deposit. And to do this, it will take hundreds of millions of years to achieve this state.

No matter which one it is, it all told Xiao Feng a fact, this Xiao Ding is extraordinary.

With this thought, Xiao Feng's face immediately became excited, such a treasure, what would be hidden inside.

He tried to unscrew the tripod cover, but the tripod lid was like a small tripod, very weighty, and it was simply solid.

No matter how Xiao Feng twisted it, he couldn't break it.

Now Xiao Feng is even more curious, his current strength is so great that he can definitely lift a big tripod with one hand, and more than 100 catties of things are like child's play in his hands.

Xiao Feng tried to shake Xiao Ding, wanting to see if there was anything inside, but unfortunately no matter how he shook it, he just couldn't hear any sound.

But when he got closer, Xiao Feng found that there was a faint fragrance on Xiao Ding, like the fragrance of some kind of medicinal herb, just smelling it made Xiao Feng's spirit lift. Hidden mana has the illusion of enhancement. This made Xiao Feng stunned.

Just smelling it gives you such a vision, and if it is opened, what will be inside.

Thinking of this, Xiao Feng's face couldn't help but become solemn.

He knew that he had bumped into the Great Creation, and as long as the lid was opened, he would definitely get unexpected benefits.

But Xiao Feng, who had this idea, suddenly became extremely nervous again.

Everything in the mineral deposits is owned by the sect, this is definitely not just talking, every time they finish their work, they need to be inspected, and the person who inspects them is Feng An's little old man.

Under his divine sense, not to mention such a big ding, even if it is a grain of rice, it can't hide it.