Chapter 8

At this time, xiaopang's magic weapon space expanded to 60 Zhang again, and various materials increased a lot, especially the black iron, which grew to two or three Zhang high. In addition, there are a lot of wastes piled up beside, including flying swords and magic tools, but they are not high-level, just ordinary goods. This is also a matter of no choice. It's hard to find good goods. In addition, song Zhong is only busy looking for fragments and doesn't have much time to search, so he can only fill up with garbage temporarily. It's better than leaving the black earth idle.

Song Zhong didn't care about the things around him. After he came in, he came straight to the middle. There was a two foot high copper bell, which was formed by combining other fragments. Now the copper bell is only one piece in xiaopang's hand. He had a premonition that he seemed to know that there would be a surprise after the copper bell was completely assembled, so he didn't put it together in the gutter. Instead, he came back to rest and made preparations before taking this last step.

With an uneasy mood, xiaopang gently put the fragments in his hand on the copper clock. When the fragments were tightly pasted on the clock body, the whole copper clock immediately shook, and then suddenly burst into a dazzling brilliance.

Xiaopang himself was pushed far away by a flexible force, and then sat on the ground.

When the frightened little fat recovered his eyesight from the light, he was immediately stunned by the scene in front of him.

I saw that the broken copper bell had completely changed at this time. First, it was a head. It suddenly expanded to more than three feet high and one foot thick. Then there are the patterns on the top. The top layer is the sun, moon and stars, and the bottom is auspicious clouds. There are several gorgeous heavenly palaces in the auspicious clouds, as well as countless heavenly soldiers and generals and fairies flying into the sky.

The next layer is the dragon, Xuanwu, white tiger, rosefinch and so on. They soar freely in the air, hiding and appearing. Next is the beautiful mountains and rivers, dotted with birds and animals, flowers, birds, insects and fish, countless beautiful scenery.

And the lowest level is the Shura blood region, the yellow spring of hell, haunted by countless kinds of ghosts and wails, which makes people surprised at first sight!

At first glance, these are the reliefs above, but in fact, they are all alive, looming and appearing on the huge clock body in the form of light and shadow.

The whole clock has a magnificent atmosphere. Although it is only three feet high, no matter who stands in front of the clock, he will involuntarily give birth to a small feeling. It seems that this clock represents the whole world.

So gorgeous, so solemn, so magnificent treasure, little fat, let alone see more, he hasn't even heard of it, so that he is stupid. After a long time, he woke up and shouted in surprise: "Wow, developed! This, this is definitely not an ordinary magic weapon, no, no, what magic weapon, this is a magic weapon at all! Absolutely! "

Thinking of this, xiaopang was so excited that he didn't know what to say. He jumped directly into the air, climbed to the top of the clock, and then shouted, "mine, you are mine. I want you to recognize the Lord. Yes, yes, recognize the Lord, blood, here you are ~"

With that, the incoherent little fat directly cut his wrist and dropped his blood on the big clock. At this time, something happened that made him very depressed. His blood couldn't drop on the clock at all. An invisible force shook the blood away, as if he disliked his blood.

Seeing this, xiaopang shouted angrily, "Hey, hey, don't be so heartless, okay? But I tried my best to recover you. Why don't you ask me to recognize the Lord now? You can't turn your face and don't recognize people like this! "

The "hum" big copper bell roared gently. Song Zhong, who climbed on top of it, immediately felt his head sink, and his whole body was directly shaken out.

Just when xiaopang thought he was going to fall, a golden light suddenly shot from the big copper bell and hit the center of song Zhong's eyebrows. Then song Zhong floated strangely in the air.

Xiaopang, on the other hand, felt a powerful idea, which was instilling innumerable things into his mind. At the same time, a vast force was involved in Song Zhong's body along the golden light. This kind of power is very powerful. The innate Qi in Song Zhong's body immediately melts when he meets others, just like snowflakes falling into rivers, without any ripples.

Xiaopang thought he was going to die, but he didn't expect that this force didn't hurt himself, but rolled in his meridians with a special line. Each time he rolled, he would grow stronger and greatly strengthen the meridians of song Zhong.

No matter how stupid xiaopang was, he knew that this was clearly a powerful skill. He was very surprised and couldn't care about anything else. While receiving the information from the golden light, he memorized this skill.

Soon xiaopang understood that what the golden light instilled was the Dharma of this set of Kung Fu. The Dharma began to say: "the beginning of Hongmeng, the beginning of chaos, without Yin and Yang, and without the five elements. Pangu opened the sky, the rising of clear Qi is Yang, the falling of turbid Qi is Yin, and the alternation of yin and Yang is the five elements. Therefore, the ancestor of the five elements, chaos《 "Chaos formula" was born from this! Those with complete five elements and balanced attributes can practice it! "

From the beginning, this set of skill is called chaos formula, which seems to have a great origin. It is completely different from the popular five element skill. It requires people with all five elements to practice, and the more average the attributes, the better. In other words, song Zhong, a super waste wood in the eyes of others, has become the best person to practice this skill.

Understand these, little fat heart suddenly gave birth to a burst of ecstasy. You know, it's hard for a talented person like him to find a suitable skill now. He can only choose one of the five elements to practice. Naturally, he is far inferior to other talented people. But now he accidentally got such a set of suitable skill methods. How can he not be excited? Without any hesitation, xiaopang immediately devoted himself to the cultivation of this set of skills. I don't know how long it took xiaopang to wake up from that mysterious state. After he got up, he was first shocked by the situation in his body. In the past, the innate aura in his body was extremely disordered. There were all five elements of aura, which made him have powerful aura, but he could not exert too much power. But now, song Zhong strangely found that there was no five elements Reiki in his body. All Reiki was transformed into a gray special Reiki. Although the previous innate aura was complex, the total amount was still considerable. It rolled back and forth in the body's meridians, which was unspeakably comfortable. However, after it was transformed into this gray aura, the number decreased greatly, and the aura was almost invisible, which made song Zhong a little depressed. However, he didn't feel his strength retreating, especially physically. On the contrary, he had an unspeakable pleasure. He seemed to be full of strength. With this feeling, xiaopang doesn't care how much aura. He raised his head and looked at the big clock floating in front of him. He couldn't help saying with regret: "unfortunately, you gave me a set of kung fu skills, but still didn't let me recognize the Lord!" While talking, xiaopang tentatively extended his divine consciousness to the big clock to explore its secret. As a result, he found that his divine consciousness easily penetrated into the bronze bell and felt countless strange characters in it. Those characters seemed to have mysterious power. Song Zhong was dizzy when he looked at them. He couldn't stand it anymore and hurried out. Then he couldn't help but say in surprise, "strange, what are those characters? Also, I'm not its master. Why can my divine consciousness easily penetrate into it? Doesn't it mean that only the owner of the magic weapon can penetrate the divine knowledge into the magic weapon and use the divine knowledge to command? If anyone's divine sense can easily get into the magic weapon, whose magic weapon does it listen to? okay? Am I already his master? " The suspicious song Zhong tried to command the big copper bell to float towards him with divine knowledge. As a result, the big copper bell really floated slowly! Xiaopang immediately shocked, "well, what's going on? How can I command without sacrificing and refining it? In my life, I seem to have refined a magic weapon of my own life? " Thinking of this, xiaopang suddenly brightened his eyes and said in surprise, "ah, by the way, this copper clock was discovered by my magic weapon. There seems to be a very close relationship between them. Otherwise, the bead won't force me to find this clock. Are they the same set? No, they are two parts of a 'magic weapon'?" In addition to this conjecture, xiaopang really can't think of why he can use this big copper bell. Because this kind of high-level magic weapon is that experts have to spend a lot of time if they want to sacrifice and refine. Unless they sacrifice and refine in advance, they can't let themselves use it so easily. Xiao Pang was not sure about this, but it did not prevent him from being in the joy of obtaining a powerful magic weapon. He excitedly commanded the big copper bell to fly back and forth for several times, and asked it to try to change its size. Soon, song Zhong almost understood the characteristics of this bell. First of all, the size of this clock can be changed freely. It can be put in the palm of your hand when you are young. When you are big, it is dozens of feet high, which is almost breaking through this space. This is obviously not its biggest time, but song Zhong's ability is not enough to support the consumption that makes it bigger. Secondly, the aura consumed by commanding the big copper bell was not generally large. After playing for a while, xiaopang was exhausted. In desperation, he had to sit cross legged and began to adjust his breath. At this time, the Reiki concentration has reached a very abnormal level. However, the aura here does not grow infinitely. A few days ago, after reaching the extreme, it brought a surprise to song Zhong, that is, the excess aura gathered into pieces of aura stones. Although it is only the lowest grade Lingshi, the number is not much, only dozens of pieces, but it makes song Zhong very happy. Because this means that xiaopang can have almost unlimited spiritual stones in the future. Because as long as it contains aura, even the lowest level garbage can release a large amount of aura after decomposition, and then it can be condensed into a spirit stone. However, this is limited by the decomposition capacity of black soil, because black soil is not large and cannot decompose too much at one time, so the Lingshi that song Zhong can obtain every day is only limited. But anyway, it was a windfall. With this source of income, at least song Zhong doesn't have to worry about going to the 20 inferior spirit stones in Lingxiao city. Welcome book friends to read. The latest, fastest and hottest serial works are original at the starting point!