Chapter 44

Xiang Yang has been an orphan since childhood. He is extremely independent. His character seems kind, but in fact he is extremely stubborn. Now he is forced to a dead end, which oppresses the strength in his bones.

"I don't believe it! Even if I dig three feet, I'll find some eyebrows!" just woke up, he secretly swore in his heart. Then he moved fiercely and looked down on the ground...

"Dig three feet?"

One day and one night later, he had dug out a big pit several feet deep. He was successful in refining his body and his body was extremely strong. However, the ground in this space seemed wet and soft, but after digging for several feet, it became a hard rock. He didn't have a suitable guy at hand. This progress was the result of his endless sleep.

He held the silver gun track instrument in his hand upside down and looked at the distorted gun head. He felt his chin dissatisfied and threw it aside. There were several similar damaged track instruments there.

The ground of this space is very strange. All spells and Taoist instruments have no impact on it. They can only dig a little with brute force, but the guy in hand is really difficult to use. The underground stones are hard and terrible. Ordinary Taoist instruments can't stand this toss. Several pieces have been destroyed one day and one night.

"It seems that it will take some time to get a better guy..." Xiang Yang looked through xumijie and sighed helplessly.

After checking the materials, I'm ready to make a shovel. The main material can only be used in the cold iron refined by you family, but the cold iron is square and upright. If you want to make it look like a shovel, you have to smelt it again, but there is a fire eye here, which saves a lot of effort.

There is an alchemy furnace and a mold for cooling solution in that set of refining tools. Naturally, these tools used by immortals are not comparable to ordinary secular objects. All these tools are Taoist tools. For example, the furnace seems to be only about the size of a foot. If you can input vitality after being branded with spirit, it can be turned into a height of half a foot at most, and the mold, It can also change the shape according to the user's mind, which is very convenient.

Soon, a cold shovel was ready, but this is not the end. Xiang Yang spent two days drawing more than a dozen arrays on it. Most of them are Pan Jin arrays used for reinforcement, and several sharp arrays are the most basic arrays. They have no other function except to make the shovel firm and sharp.

With the tools in hand, the work of digging the ground became a little easier. Ten days later, the depth of the big pit in front of him was nearly 100 feet, and a dark hole appeared on the ground.

It's only Zhang Xu wide, but it's dug so deep. Fortunately, the geology here is strange. If it were elsewhere, I'm afraid it would have collapsed.

In these ten days, he spent all his time on this boring work, except that he spent two hours a day in chaos to supplement his energy. It is estimated that he would give up when he met others, but Xiang Yang's stubbornness kept him going.

Unfortunately, to such a deep, still did not find. After looking at the cold shovel in hand, so many Panjin array and sharp array have been used to reinforce it, but it still can't be used continuously for such a long time. Now the head of the shovel has been deformed, and the original cold glittering edge has been passivated. It is about to be scrapped.

He looked up at the small entrance and estimated his distance from the ground. It was about a few feet to a hundred feet: "dig another five feet, and then make another one..."

He lowered his head and continued to work. Now he has become four in spirit. While carefully planing the rock like soil below, he distracted himself and collected the soil residue directly into xumijie without disorder.

Another ten days later, he had planed two hundred feet underground! Later, mechanical action had become an instinct. He even forgot why he did it. He was like a madman, regardless, just going down and down...

"Ding..." the numb Xiang Yang was awakened by a crisp metal collision, shook his confused head, and brushed away the scattered sediment on the ground with the tip of the shovel.

In front of him was a gray ore with red stars the size of a needle. He grinned and sat down on the ore, but immediately jumped up again. Hot heat stabbed him like a needle, making him feel a burst of hot pain, but these heat were tightly locked by the ore. if it wasn't for direct contact, No matter how close you are, you won't feel half a minute.

Yes, dazzle star flint can extract dazzle Star iron, which is one of the main materials of cold ice fire crow!

With the harvest, Xiang Yang became more energetic. After digging out enough dazzling flint, he started work in another place. Sure enough, he dug a kind of auxiliary material at two hundred feet.

Six months later, the side of the space near the eye of the earth fire was full of holes, and Xiang Yang's Xumi ring was almost full.

He spent a few more days refining all the minerals. After making room, he set foot on the ice sheet.

All the materials are short of only one main material, Sanyin Xuan ice crystal. Of course, there are several materials that can be replaced, but without exception, they are all ice series.

After digging out the first main material, Xiang Yang knew why there was such a large ice field in this space. This time, he went directly to the center of the ice field. The temperature here was very low, which could be described as breathing into ice. However, Xiang Yang was successful after all. Even if he was naked, he didn't feel much, but Xiao Fengwu seemed to dislike such an environment and left Xiang Yang for the first time, Ran to the eye of the fire and squatted there.

Xiang Yang estimated the position, clenched the shovel and went straight down. Unexpectedly, he bumped into the iron plate this time. With a bang, he only felt the huge earthquake at the mouth of the tiger. The handle of the cold shovel was obviously bent, and there was a clicking sound at the tip of the shovel, but there was only a faint white mark on the surface of the ice sheet on the ground.

"So hard?" he stunned and turned the cold shovel over, and a crack appeared at the sharp edge of the shovel tip.

After looking at the white marks on the ice and a few ice dregs, he took a breath and calculated the time. The one-year test time was still more than five months, but according to this situation, if you want to dig 200 feet, it may take several years?

What should I do?

In a dilemma, he suddenly remembered the dazzling star flint. He can't use magic or Taoist tools, but the heat of the material itself can always be used, right?

Thinking of this, he hurried back to the first mine, dug out a pile of star flint, returned to the ice field, took out a piece and put it on it. With the sound of "Yiyi", a steam rose from the ice, and the star flint slowly fell into it...