Section 7 Strange Copper Plates

After dark, Song Zhongke didn't dare to continue digging. You must know that although the surroundings of Xuantian Villa are calm, it does not mean that they are safe. There are countless low-level demon beasts here, especially in this gutter, it is fine during the day, but once it is night, fierce demon beasts will come out to find food. Song Zhong is not strong now, but he doesn't want to die here in a daze. In addition, he was also tired from a day's work, so he asked for the surname to hide in the space of the natal magic weapon to meditate.

Three days later, Xiao Fat, who had already dug dozens of feet deep, numbly grabbed the next thing and was about to throw it out, but unexpectedly, the bead suddenly vibrated at this time, and Song Zhong was immediately alarmed. He immediately realized that he might have found it, and hurriedly withdrew his hand, carefully examining the contents of his hand.

It was a broken piece of copper, about the size of a palm and two fingers thick, and it looked like a broken fragment of some kind of artifact. Song Zhong couldn't feel the slightest aura on it, and he couldn't see anything amazing about this thing, and his heart said, am I mistaken, isn't it the natal magic weapon that I am looking for?

Thinking of this, Song Zhong immediately made a gesture to throw it, but unexpectedly, the bead immediately vibrated again. Song Zhong realized that he had really found the right one.

The next moment, Song Zhong came to the space of the natal magic weapon with the fragments. Then he shook the copper piece in his hand and said, "Baby, is this thing you're looking for?"

No one answered him, and there was not the slightest change in the space. Song Zhong was bored, thinking that he had been digging garbage here for three days, just to find such an inconspicuous thing, in anger, he directly buried the copper sheet into the black soil, and then said viciously: "Since you can't see your reputation, then decompose it!"

With that done, Chubby stepped out of the space, and Edgeworth flew towards his cabin. Back in his kennel, the exhausted Chubby fell asleep directly on the bed.

In the following time, Song Zhong didn't even go out, and kept meditating and cultivating in his own space. Although he spent most of his time digging garbage in the three days he went out, this garbage was not dug in vain, under the garbage mountain, there were really a lot of good goods, in short, Song Zhong did not waste these three days, he found hundreds of discarded magic weapons or magic weapons, almost all of them filled the space in the bead, if it weren't for this, he wouldn't have come back! It's just that there are not many high-grade goods, most of them are the lowest grade magic weapons.

However, even the most low-level magic weapons are magic weapons! There is always a little good material mixed in them. And that magical black land did not disappoint Song Zhong, no matter what level of treasure, it will be decomposed for you when it is buried, and then piles of various rare materials will be condensed next to it.

The decomposition speed of the black soil is not fast, but it is definitely not slow, and the general magic weapon can be decomposed in one day, and the magic weapon can be completed in three days. And it can bury more than a dozen items at a time, so after almost half a month, the hundreds of things collected by Song Zhong were decomposed.

At this time, the space of the little fat natal magic weapon has completely changed, and it is no longer the dilapidated appearance that it began to have. First of all, its size swelled hundreds of times, reaching a diameter of fifty zhang. It's all thanks to those space magic weapons.

In addition, after the space was expanded, the magical black soil was also much larger, already five feet in circumference, and the depth was more than one zhang. Its expansion seems to depend on the bones, horns, etc. in the decomposed products. Because Xiaopang found that the decomposed things in this space have metal and jade, but there is no bone. And many of the decomposed treasures were made of horns and bones.

In addition, the loess in the space has also become a lot more, and there are also some extremely thick water with spiritual surnames, forming a small puddle, and Xiao Fat still doesn't know how they were transformed.

But this did not affect Song Zhong's harvest, hundreds of treasures, decomposed into thousands of materials. The largest number of low-grade black iron, almost more than a zhang high, shaped like a mountain peak reaching into the sky. In addition, there are more common low-level materials such as wind copper, silver smelting, purple gold, etc., the smallest of which is the size of a fist, and the big one is almost similar to a watermelon. In addition, what surprised Song Zhong the most were those more advanced goods, such as fire essence jade, steel essence, ice cold iron, and other things that he didn't know at all. Although they are all very small, most are like peas, the smallest are like rice grains, and the largest are like chicken eggs. But in terms of value, I don't know how much higher it is than Xuantie.

According to Song Zhong's understanding, Xuantie, the lowest and most common material, is only worth a low-grade spirit stone for a hundred catties, while uncommon materials such as purple gold are worth hundreds, or even tens of thousands, for the monks who build the foundation. As for treasures such as fire essence jade, they are treasures pursued by monks above the golden pill. How much it is worth, Song Zhong's dirt bun is immeasurable. Moreover, due to his lack of knowledge, Song Zhong only knows less than one percent of the materials here, and most of the other materials do not know, so maybe there are more advanced materials in it. If you come across something that a monk above the Yuan Infant wants to use, even if it is the size of a grain of rice, it can be exchanged for a good magic weapon.

A few days ago, he was a poor boy, but suddenly he became rich overnight, which made Song Zhong feel as if he was in a dream. However, Song Zhong quickly calmed down again, because he suddenly thought of a problem, that is, he must not be able to obtain so many abandoned treasures endlessly, because there are few such high-end goods, and there are not many abandoned ones, and he has been looking for them in the gutter for several days to get these, but he is afraid that it will not take many years, and the good things in it will be out of stock. Fortunately, it's still early, don't worry about it now, just these things now, it's enough to squander dozens or even hundreds of years.

There is also the question of how to spend them. At this time, Chubby had another idea, when he was young, he once remembered going to a place called Lingxiao City with his parents. It was a city established by cultivators, hundreds of thousands of miles away from the Xuantian Courtyard, and it was a place jointly managed by all major sects in the entire Cangmanshan region, and was specially used for the trading of cultivators. There are many reputable shops inside, some of which have been passed down for thousands of years. If you can go there, you can definitely sell these things.

And there are two ways to go to Lingxiao City, one is to fly over by yourself, with the strength of Xiaopang, it will take almost a few months to fly, and you may also encounter powerful demon beasts or monks who like to rob on the way, obviously, with Xiaopang's combat power that is now infinitely close to 0, taking this road is basically equivalent to looking for death.

Then another way is to use the sect's teleportation array to get there. The advantage is that it arrives directly in the city, there is no risk at all, and it is very fast, Song Zhong followed his parents like this back then. But it's a pity that the teleportation array has to be charged, and each person has to charge 20 lower-grade spirit stones for one pass. This stumped Chubby.

Although the things in his hands were of great value, it was a pity that he did not dare to sell them locally at all. Even if it was the lowest-grade dark iron, he didn't dare to take it out and sell it. Because he was very low-income in the Xuantian Courtyard, and he was super poor before, and suddenly taking out good things to sell would definitely arouse suspicion, and that would be completely looking for death.

Thinking about it, Xiaopang, who couldn't find a good way, could only give up temporarily. In boredom, Chubby suddenly found that everything in the black soil was almost completely decomposed. In order not to let the black soil be idle, Song Zhong grabbed a red broken sword next to him, and then plunged it straight into the black soil, intending to continue to decompose. But at this moment, he suddenly felt his hand holding the sword shook, as if something had been inserted.

Xiao Fat was immediately stunned, and said in his heart, how can there be a hard object in the black soil? The previous thing should have been almost decomposed a long time ago? Thinking of this, Song Zhong probed his divine sense into the black soil with curiosity, and soon found the hard object, which turned out to be the piece of copper he buried in the black soil.

Xiaopang was taken aback, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to suck the piece of copper into his hand to observe it carefully, and then he was shocked again to find that this seemingly inconspicuous piece of copper had not been broken down at all. You know, this is what he buried half a month ago! And the decomposition ability of the black soil, even if it is a fragment of a magic weapon, will be decomposed in three days, but it has no effect on it, which really shocked Song Zhong.

Subconsciously, Xiaopang immediately decided that this piece of copper must be an extraordinary treasure, otherwise, his natal magic weapon would not force him to search for it.

However, Chubby then thought depressedly that this fragment was just a separate fragment, and it had no practical effect at all. Even if it's a treasure, it's useless to fall into your own hands?

Thinking of this, Xiaopang's eyes suddenly lit up, and he couldn't help but say to himself: "This fragment was found in the gutter, maybe other fragments are also in the gutter, there is a natal magic weapon induction, as long as I get close, I can find it." If you put it together, maybe its power will be revealed!

With this thought, where can Song Zhong still sit still? He hurriedly flew up, rushed out of the house, and went straight to the gutter.

Three months later, the tired little fat returned to his wooden house again, although he had lost a lot of weight, his skin was tanned a lot, and his face was full of wind and frost, but he was still full of spring breeze, as if he had gained some big bargain.

In these three months, Xiaopang only came back to get food once, and as an outer disciple, no one would say anything if he got some food. The rest of the time is all about searching and digging. For three months, he searched hundreds of miles of gutters, and finally gathered 36 fragments.

It was not easy to get these fragments, some of them he picked up casually, some of them needed to be excavated, and sometimes, he even had to steal them from the nest of demon beasts. Fortunately, the other party is just a low-level demon pig and can't fly. After being deceived by Song Zhong with the trick of adjusting the tiger from the mountain, he easily succeeded. It's just that then he was chased by that angry guy for hundreds of miles and almost hung up.

Finally got the pieces together, and Chubby didn't want to stay there anymore, so he hurried back and lay down on the bed for a good night's sleep.

Xiaopang slept all day this night, and didn't wake up until the evening of the next day, he didn't bother to go to the cafeteria, so he directly took out some dry food and gnawed it twice, and then took out the last piece of fragment and came directly to his own space.