The third section is a magic weapon

The puzzled little fat temporarily put aside this question, continued to reach out and touch from the black soil, and grabbed three similar charms. After these charms were figured out, Song Zhong scanned them with his divine sense again, and found that the black soil no longer exuded aura, and had turned into that ordinary appearance again.

Fat saw this situation, so he immediately buried the tattered charm in his hand again. It turned out that the aura was once again dissipated from the black soil.

Haha, I understand! Xiao Fat suddenly realized at this moment, and said to himself excitedly: "This black soil can actually decompose the tattered charms! Decompose all the remaining spiritual energy inside, haha, if this is the case, then when these charms are all decomposed, won't the concentration of spiritual energy here become even more perverted than the best cultivation holy land? Then wouldn't I be able to cultivate the truth again?"

Thinking of this, Chubby jumped and jumped excitedly, and tears flowed out. Yesterday was still desperate, but today there is hope, this time the ups and downs are really unbearable for Xiaopang.

After being happy for a while, Song Zhong suddenly thought, since the black soil can decompose spells, can other things also be decomposed?

Thinking of this, Xiao Pang immediately grabbed a pill from the garbage next to him, at this time, a discarded pill, it must have no effect if taken directly, but after all, it is still refined with spirit grass, and the aura contains a lot.

When Xiao Pang buried this waste pill in the black soil, soon, a light new aura escaped from it, even faster than the aura that escaped from the abandoned charm.

"Haha, sure enough, the waste pill is also a pill, and it contains far more aura than the used spells, and there are more aura that naturally decomposes. Ah, by the way, and those refined flying swords, which contain spirit stones, maybe they can also be decomposed, right?" said Chubby, grabbing an abandoned flying sword and plunging it directly into the black soil. Then Chubby silently observed its changes with his divine sense.

Through the connection with the natal magic weapon, Xiaopang can clearly feel that the flying sword is also decomposing, but it is relatively hard, so the decomposition speed is very slow, not even half of the charm and elixir, but no matter what, the aura in the flying sword still quickly escapes from it. Speed and quality are even supreme in the elixir, after all, the flying sword contains a lot of spirit stones, and the aura in it is much more than that of ordinary elixir.

With this discovery, Song Zhong was naturally overjoyed, and he hurriedly buried all the garbage collected by the Lianqi Hall into it, what flying swords, magic weapons, and even a discarded space bag, all of them were buried in the black soil, burying the black soil to the full.

And the black soil is also very competitive, although it has been buried so many things, it is still unhurriedly decomposing, and streams of aura escapes from the inside, permeating this small space, just a few hours, so that the concentration of aura here becomes the same as outside.

You must know that the place where the mountain gate of the Xuantian Courtyard is located is not a random choice, it is definitely a treasure land for cultivation that can be counted in the vast mountains, although the place where Xiaopang is located is already a place where the concentration of spiritual energy is very low, but it is still several times higher than other places.

And the black soil can turn a space without aura into a holy place for cultivation in just a few hours, which is definitely a rare treasure.

Chubby also understands this, knowing that he has picked up the baby this time, and he is so excited that he almost hasn't slept all night.

After a day passed, Chubby's natal magic weapon had undergone earth-shaking changes, and the concentration of aura in this place had exceeded that of the hut where Chubby lived. Xiaopang moved in to practice with the surname Suo, and his efficiency improved a bit.

It was dusk again, and Xiaopang reluctantly left his natal magic weapon, started his work again, and hurriedly collected the garbage of the three halls into the natal magic weapon. He hastily ate it in the cafeteria again, and hurried back.

As soon as he returned to his hut, Chubby entered the natal magic weapon again. After coming in again, Song Zhong suddenly made two new surprises.

The first is that the space of his natal magic weapon has become larger, although it is only about a foot larger, but it has indeed become larger. When Chubby saw this phenomenon, the first thing he thought of was the space bag of the failed work that had been decomposed. Eighty percent is the special space materials such as Sumeru stone contained in the space bag to expand their own space. This phenomenon made Xiao Fat, who had always disliked his space too small, feel extremely excited, because as long as he found more space bags that failed to refined, he could make his natal magic weapon infinitely larger, which was too cool.

And the second discovery made Song Zhong almost unconscious with excitement. Because this discovery is so amazing.

It turned out that when Xiaopang came back this time, he suddenly found that around the black soil, there was an additional half-foot-high black peak, next to which was a fist-sized silver metal, and dozens of irregular beads of various sizes.

After checking it curiously, Xiaopang was pleasantly surprised to find that the largest black peak was actually Xuaniron, the most common material for making flying swords, and the others were rare materials such as silver smelting and wind copper, all of which were valuable materials used to refine flying swords or magic weapons.

Seeing this, Chubby immediately understood. When the black soil decomposes those failed works, substances such as spirit stones are directly emitted in the form of aura, while substances such as dark iron are separated separately and piled together. This also means that even if it is other people's discarded garbage, it can be restored to various materials in the hands of Xiaopang.

After discovering this ability of his natal magic weapon, Xiaopang immediately realized that he was completely developed.

You must know that when refining magic weapons or flying swords, various materials will be fused together, and once the refining fails, then the materials that are completely melted into a whole are equivalent to being wasted, and no one can separate them separately. Therefore, these works that failed to be refined can only be thrown away. Chubby, on the other hand, can re-decompose this garbage and turn it into a variety of individual cherished materials, which can be used again. Thinking of the mountains of garbage in the gutter, Chubby seems to see that he has countless wealth.

"Jinshan, Jinshan!" Chubby jumped around the space excitedly, tears coming down. Since the death of his parents, this is the first time that Xiaopang has shed tears, even if he was drenched in soup for fun, even if he was almost wiped off his head with a wind blade, even if he was discriminated against every day to eat leftovers, Xiaopang has always been smiling, only putting deep hatred in his heart, and never crying. But now, after learning that he had the hope of success, he finally couldn't help but shed tears that he had endured for ten years!

After the madness, Xiaopang wiped a handful of tears and said viciously: "Wait, those bastards who bullied me, one day, Lao Tzu will find them all!"

At this time, Xiaopang can be said to be full of confidence, don't look at his talent is not good, but he is not nervous at all. You must know that there has never been a shortage of miracles in the cultivation realm, and many of the talents of the masters are waste materials, but in the end, they have cultivated to become immortals because of various opportunities. Here, there is a famous saying that is good, that is, 'congenital does not work and acquired to make up'. It means that if the innate talent is not good, it can be forcibly compensated for with various elixirs.

For example, there is a waste material in the Xuantian Courtyard, and the talent is a little stronger than that of Xiaopang and limited, but the life of the family is good, the parents, and the grandfather are all high-level in the family, and the talent is not good after the child is born. immediately began to pour the elixir, which made him enter the innate realm at the age of 8, and this result is almost catching up with the top talent. Song Zhong worked so hard, but he only reached the congenital at the age of 16, which shows how big the gap is. Therefore, as long as Xiaopang has enough elixir to take, plus the treasures to accelerate his cultivation, and the support of good exercises, it is not impossible to advance quickly.

However, Xiaopang, who has experienced five years of hardship, was not immediately carried away by this good news. Don't look at him stupid on the surface, but in fact he is shrewd, otherwise he wouldn't have lived until now. Xiaopang clearly knows that his wealth will definitely not be visible, and if it leaks out, what awaits him is only to disappear silently. There are countless monks who have died unjustly in the Xuantian Courtyard, and every year there are disciples who will disappear for no reason, there are too many things to kill people and seize treasures, in order for himself to break through the bottleneck and increase longevity, what is suitable for the same door is bullshit, he doesn't want to be a ghost who died unjustly.

Therefore, despite such a treasure, it cannot be taken out blatantly. How to use it without attracting the attention of others has become a dilemma for Song Zhong.

First of all, you must become an official disciple! After some thought, Xiaopang finally made up his mind.

In the Xuantian Courtyard, there are three kinds of disciples, miscellaneous servants, outer disciples, and inner disciples. Miscellaneous servants, that is, little guys, and Chubby are this kind of people now. They are the most numerous, and they are not considered serious disciples. He can't even go out of the mountain gate, he is completely a slave.

However, such a slave has the right to practice the primary exercises, according to the regulations of the Xuantian Courtyard, as long as these little servants can enter the innate from the acquired realm, no matter how old they are, they can immediately obtain the status of an outer disciple and officially become a disciple of the Xuantian Courtyard. Therefore, many mortals who want to cultivate immortals will rush to come to the Xuantian Courtyard as a handyman.

The outer disciples are the official disciples of the Xuantian Courtyard, and they can be used as all kinds of labor without it, and they can also get a subsidy of 1 lower grade spirit stone per month. They are able to practice all kinds of magic, as well as alchemy, the art of refining weapons. With a certain degree of personal freedom, you can go out of the mountain at will. Song Zhong took a fancy to this and decided to become an official outer disciple.

However, although the outer disciples are at ease on the surface, they are actually extremely bitter. After the poor child became an outer disciple, there was no elixir, and a low-level spirit stone per month was not enough for cultivation at all. Therefore, they had to complete various production tasks assigned by the master in exchange for spirit stones and elixir cultivation.

It is precisely because they can keep producing that those who obviously have no hope of advancing will also be allowed to join the Xuantian Courtyard and become outer disciples. And the charms, pills, and other substances they produced were subsidized to the elite disciples of the inner gate. Because only elite disciples are the most important cornerstone of the sect.