Chapter 44 (1/2)
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.