MTL - Chaotic Lightning Cultivation-~ chapter 2
The second section of this life magic
Seeing this situation, Xiaopang is not shocked, because he has already checked the relevant books, knowing that only the treasures that can absorb the blood automatically can be made into the magic weapon. There is no treasure of this ability, or the grade is not enough, or It is already a master who cannot refine. In other words, since it can absorb its own blood, it proves that it can indeed be refined into a magic weapon.
Under the ugly big joy, they all refused to bandage their own wounds, and they quickly took the beads and transported their own innate aura to carry out refining work. As Song Zhong's aura slowly poured into the beads, Song Zhong felt that he and it seemed to establish an inexplicable connection.
After two hours, Song Zhong opened his eyes again, and the beads in his hand had disappeared. But he is not in a hurry. Because he can clearly feel that the thing has sneaked into his dantian, formally integrated with him.
Song Zhongxin read a move, the black beads immediately appeared above his palm, slowly rotating, the appearance looked, nothing changed. Xiaopeng was frustrated and found that he had not yet figured out its usage.
In desperation, Song Zhong had to explore his own thoughts. However, when the chubby gods and the beads contacted, Song Zhong suddenly felt a blur of his mind. The next moment, he was surprised to find that he had come to a strange space.
It's not big, it's only a square, surrounded by a standard ball shape, with a little shimmer on the top, some small particles like stars are shining, the ground under the feet is a few feet in diameter, and the middle is a piece. Two feet in diameter of black land.
Xiaopang stood in this space and felt extremely disappointed. There is nothing unusual here, not even any aura, it is not suitable for cultivation. The only conspicuous thing was the black soil. Song Zhong grabbed it and looked at it. Nothing was found except the color. It was also the same.
The joke is big! Xiaopeng’s depressed smile said, ‘I’m afraid it’s a space item that people can do with it, just because it’s too rubbish, it’s just abandoned. Unexpectedly, I was taken back by my mother, and I also played with me! I actually refine this garbage as my only magic weapon! Am I so bad? ’
In fact, it is no wonder that chubby is frustrated. One of the most common space bags in a family is almost one or two square feet, which is almost the same as Song Zhong. In other words, Xiaopang uses the most common and most garbage space bag in the real world to become the magic weapon. Of course, he will be depressed.
‘Hey, there is a space bag better than nothing! Now, chubby has to comfort himself. ‘At least one of the most garbage bags is worth a lot of Lingshi. With my current ability, I can’t afford it for a lifetime! ’
Although Xiaopang comforted himself, but the ten-year expectation, every day more than eight hours of hard work, but ultimately fell to such a end, suddenly cut off the end of the road to comprehension, or let him feel a huge blow. So that he did not care to continue to practice, but fell directly to the bed and fell asleep.
When Xiaopeng woke up the next day, he was surprised to find that it was the dusk of the next day. He actually slept for a whole day because of this blow, and he didn’t even have time to eat at lunch.
Although he broke off the road to comprehension, Xiaopang has no intention of being a child, and he has to persist in living. And if he wants to live, he can't give up the job of picking up trash. Therefore, even if he is hungry now, he can't go to eat immediately, but he must first complete his own tasks. Otherwise, he will have to look at his own dissatisfied management, and he will certainly drive himself down the mountain.
Therefore, although Xiaopang is now physically and mentally exhausted, he can only get up immediately and rush to the training hall. After rushing to the training hall, Xiaopang suddenly remembered that he had forgotten one thing, that is, with empty baskets.
Because according to the process, he must leave the empty basket and take the garbage away. Otherwise, he can only dump the garbage and return the empty basket. In that case, he will run a bit more, one back and forth. It’s just a hundred miles away! If you add two other churches, you have to run three hundred miles. In this way, I was afraid that when he finished his work, the sky would be dark, and the canteen would definitely not find the leftovers.
Xiaopang didn't want to continue to go hungry after running for hundreds of miles. So, in a hurry, he suddenly remembered his own magic weapon. In any case, the space of the beads is not small, and there are no problems with loading ten baskets of garbage.
Thinking of this, chubby eyes lit up, and immediately tried to pick up a basket of **** full of discarded spells, the mind was moving, the basket of garbage disappeared instantly. With the special induction of this life magic weapon, Song Zhong first noticed that the garbage basket entered the space.
‘Haha, there is a door! When chubby saw it, he immediately went to his own magic weapon, and then dumped the garbage on the ground, and went out with an empty basket.
After sending two baskets of garbage into the magic of the life, Xiaopang left the training hall and went straight to the practice hall. On the road, Xiaopeng secretly thought that although this life magic weapon was a bit wasteful, it was still useful. In the past, I had to go back and forth to the gutter and three churches three times. After I had it, I had to collect the garbage from the three churches first, and then go to the gutter again. This saves me at least a hundred miles.
Thinking about it, Xiaopang ran three halls. At this time, the sky was already dark. According to the process, he should have gone to the gutter to dump the garbage. However, if you go to the gutter again at this time, I am afraid that there will be no food. Anyway, Xiaopang's job is just to clean up the garbage of the three churches. Now the task is already completed. It doesn't matter if you go to the gutter for a while, no one will take care of this.
Therefore, after leaving the refining hall, Xiaopang did not go to the gutter, but hurriedly ran to the canteen. Just caught up with the last leftover that a buddy left for him. Hungry for a day, chubby for a moment, devour all the leftovers. Because he was too hungry, he ate a bit of support, and after running so many roads, his body was a little tired. Xiaopang thought about it and eventually did not go to the gutter, but after returning to his hut with the buddy. Anyway, the garbage is processed, even if it is more time in the life of the magic weapon does not matter.
After returning to his dilapidated hut, Xiaopang meditated according to his past habits. Half an hour passed, and Xiaopang recovered a congenital aura, and the spirit was much better.
According to the habits of Song Zhongping, he has already begun to practice directly. But now he already knows that he has no hope of cultivation, and where is he still boring to meditate? However, in this leisure, he does not know how to dispose of loneliness. Ten years of loneliness and self-cultivation have already made him a person who is isolated from the world. There are not many friends at all, not even a pet. So that I don't want to find something to talk about now.
Bored, Xiaopang once again remembered his own magic weapon, is that thing really rubbish? Is my parents really cheated by a piece of garbage? Is it all that my life has been ruined? Is it that I am destined to be bullied forever? Every time I think of chubby, I feel extremely unwilling.
No, I have to go and see, maybe there are some good things hidden inside, but I didn't find it! Thinking of this, chubby thought, the body appeared again in that space.
As soon as Xiaopang appeared, he immediately felt a resounding aura. Although the concentration of Aura was not very high, it was not as good as the aura of the house where he lived. It is indeed an aura.
Wait, Aura! After Song Zhong felt the aura, his heart was suddenly shocked, because when he came last time, he could not feel any aura, even if there was nothing in it! Why is there a reiki in the short day? Can it automatically generate aura here?
Thinking of this, Xiaopang hurriedly meditated, then let go of his own knowledge and carefully observe this weird space. Because this is the place where Song Zhong's life is the magic weapon, and Xiaopeng's mind is connected, so for Song Zhong, everything here is under control. He can even let the gods know free to enter the land here and feel the innermost changes.
Under the peek exploration, the true face of this space gradually appeared in front of Xiaopeng. It turns out that this space is actually a standard ball type with a diameter of a little more than one foot. One third of it is soil. The strange black soil in the middle is a column with two feet in diameter and three feet in height.
The whole space was filled with aura, and after the chubby **** swept through it, it was quickly discovered that the aura was actually emitted from the black soil in the middle.
After finding the source, Xiaopang immediately woke up and blinked. I found that the black soil in the middle has been completely covered by the **** that I have thrown away~www.novelbuddy.com~ Since I know that black soil is a baby that can exude aura, where does Xiaopeng still allow it to be covered by garbage?
He did not say anything, hurriedly ran over and pulled the **** to the side, revealing the essence of black soil. Then scan it with the gods and find that there are several sources of aura under the black soil. With an excitement, Song Zhong reached out and grabbed it into the black soil. He immediately felt that he had touched a kind of cotton and slippery material.
Xiaopeng suddenly had a happy heart, and said, haha, it’s really a baby, see where you are going this time!
Thinking of this, he hurriedly exerted his strength, and he pulled the thing out. As a result, Song Zhong looked at it carefully and suddenly became dumbfounded. It turned out that the treasure in his hand was just a tattered spell used.
The spell is a commonly used props for the comprehension. It can be used to directly release powerful spells, eliminating the intermediate casting process and is very convenient. Therefore, almost everyone with the comprehension is brought. After the spell was used, although most of the spiritual power has been released, there is still a small part that still remains in the spell and slowly dissipates over time.
The charm of Xiaopeng’s hand is just a used spell. It is the garbage that he just converges from the practice hall today. Apparently the other **** thrown in by the back pressed into the black soil, and then became the source of the aura.
At this time, chubby is strange, although the abandoned spell is to gradually dissipate the aura, but the speed is not fast, at least not in just over an hour, so much lost, almost almost gone. Moreover, Xiaopang repeatedly observed that the curse in his hand was ruined, and many places were corrupted into round holes, as if they had been buried in the soil for hundreds of years. But this is obviously the garbage that I collected today?
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