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Chapter 742: The first existence to refine soldiers with gold marrow!

"Yes, one kilogram can cause a big storm!" Little Tengu shook the arrow in his hand towards Zhao Fan and said: "This arrow is made of golden marrow without any impurities..."

Zhao Fan picked up one and broke off the arrowheads. He weighed it twice in the palm of his hand and said, "Almost a hundred arrowheads weigh one kilogram." Then he scanned the hall and made a preliminary estimate: "Probably the total of them can reach a hundred kilograms?

"

"One hundred...one hundred catties!"

The little Tengu rolled his eyelids and fell straight on his back on the arrow layer.

"Have you fainted from happiness? Why are you so excited? They are mine, not yours." Zhao Fan slapped the little Tiangu on the door and said urgently: "Get up and say Golden Marrow."

What’s the use?”

Now, he only knew that the material for making arrowheads was good, but he didn't know what was good about it. He felt itchy in his heart like being scratched by a cat's paw.

"Eh? Yes, they are yours, I'm so excited!" Little Tengu came to his senses after a while, and said with envy: "Brother, this has reached the scale of a hundred catties, just give me one catty.

Huh? I am your lucky star, first the Devouring Gourd, and then a large amount of golden marrow..."

"First explain the golden marrow, and I will divide it between you according to the situation." Zhao Fan threw out a blank check.

Little Tengu simply introduced: "The golden marrow has two functions. First, it is equivalent to the second life. When a pound is integrated into the Ming Heart, a mutation will occur and a golden liquid layer will be formed on the Ming Heart.

When encountering a fatal crisis, the golden liquid layer shatters, and at the same time, the protective dark heart will be driven into the void, and the distance will be extremely far in an instant! Even if it is a first-level Nether Lord, if its dark heart is protected by the golden liquid layer,

Even if it is faced with a full blow from the God of Hades, it will be fine, so its ability to defy the heavens and save lives has no distinction between realms, from the God of Hades to the new Lord of Hades."

"One pound, one life."

Zhao Fan nodded with bright eyes and asked expectantly: "Where's the second one?"

"The second function of golden marrow is to plate soldiers!"

The little tengu said fearfully: "If you plate the weapon with a layer of golden marrow, there will be an effect. The god of the underworld calls it a 'heavy hit'. The plated blade will increase its power to twice its original value. If it is done from beginning to end,

Fully plated, it’s five times that!”

"What if the whole body is made of golden marrow to create a weapon?" Zhao Fan asked as his thoughts moved.

"This...this." Little Tengu said in confusion: "I don't know, because the golden marrow is too rare, and no underworld god has the background to use this material to make weapons. The golden marrow that appeared in the past,

Basically, they are accidentally mixed in the ore during mining. They are as big as a grain of sand, and the larger ones are as big as a fingernail. In many mines, there is not even a golden marrow the size of a grain of sand. The competition is so fierce, I think.

It is too difficult to collect a pound of golden marrow to protect the heart of the underworld or to plate weapons. There was once a god of Hades who spent 90,000 years to collect a pound of golden marrow to plate the blades of weapons.

For plating, the bigger the weapon, the more gold marrow is consumed."

"Why not, let me be the first person to use golden marrow to refine weapons."

Zhao Fanshi swept away the arrows all over the place like he was swallowing mountains and rivers. In an instant, they all turned into streams of light and fell into his Mingkong Ring. Not a single one was left, including the one in the hands of the little Tengu!

One hundred kilograms of golden marrow is enough to refine a decent-sized knife, and maybe ten or eight kilograms are left over to protect the origin of the soul, getting the best of both worlds.

The little tengu was so shocked that he seemed to become mute. After a long time, four words squeezed out from between his teeth: "Inhumane!"

Zhao Fan was walking on the rugged arrow holes on the ground. He suddenly discovered that the ground was made of good material. He was hit by a golden marrow arrow that was comparable to the power of the fifth level. It did not explode, but only left a crater.

So, Zhao Fan squatted on the ground and dug out a piece with great effort. After repeated observations, he found no abnormalities, so he threw it into the hands of the little tengu and said, "See if there is anything special?"

"Brother, after you take the golden marrow and refine the weapon, I will give you a pound of whatever is left." The little tengu waggled its tail pitifully.

"Sure, I can promise you this, provided there are enough leftovers."

Zhao Fan shrugged his shoulders.

Then, the little Tengu analyzed the piece of soil diligently, sometimes picking it with its paws, sometimes licking it with its tongue, and studied it for almost a stick of incense. Finally, it shook its head helplessly and said: "It's just a piece of broken soil. It may be in the same position as the golden marrow arrow."

Only in the same formation were they not severely damaged."

"All right."

Zhao Fan stood up and said one after another: "Explore the way ahead, I will follow behind. If there is any situation, come over and report at any time. If not, there is no need to show up frequently."

"..."

The little Tengu felt that he was on the verge of being abandoned again. He thought to himself that this human youth was really trying to burn bridges, so he came to the door leading to an unknown direction. After sensing it for a few seconds, he opened it without any scruples. Then the little Tengu opened it without any scruples.

The Tengu disappeared into the void and disappeared without a trace.

The next moment, Zhao Fan stood at the door and looked outside. It was no longer an indoor room. What appeared in his sight was a garden, a small lake, pavilions, and rows of attics over there.

Now that we have obtained the Devouring Gourd and a golden marrow weighing an estimated one hundred kilograms, there are no signs of collapse in the secret realm, indicating that there are valuable and ownerless things.

Zhao Fan spent five hours in this area of ​​the underground palace, slowly conducting a carpet-like search with the help of dual fields, fearing that he would miss a place. As a result, there was no new harvest after digging three meters into the ground.

All things are ordinary and ordinary things.

It is worth mentioning that after Zhao Fan entered the secret realm, he marked the places he passed with invisible soul marks. This was to prevent him from getting lost. Otherwise, once the secret realm collapsed, if he could not find the way he came from, it would mean that he had to

Waiting to die.

Situations like this are not uncommon in the underworld, and many people fall into the secret realm because they lose their way.

The little tengu didn't show up, which meant that there was no danger posing a threat in the next area.

Zhao Fan kept vigilant while moving forward and reached the inside of the building.

After crossing a long corridor, I had to stop because there was a three-way intersection in front of me.

"..."

Zhao Fan hesitated for a moment and chose to wait for the Little Tengu where he was. Otherwise, he would have entered a fork in the road and the Little Tengu might not be able to find him when he came back. Although he disliked it on the surface, he had a person who was expected to become the God of Hades.

As a follower, the Tengu in this realm is a unique blessing.

I waited left and right, but no Little Tengu appeared.

"It's been ten hours."

Zhao Fan frowned, wondering if that guy had an accident? It would be okay if he was trapped, but if he died, he would not have finished his infancy, and it would be impossible to save seeds, which would be equivalent to the extinction of the Tengu lineage.

!

He felt that there was no point in waiting any longer, and he could only explore the remaining areas of the secret realm on his own.

Zhao Fan released his soul power and wrote a line on the ground, "Licking dog, I entered the second fork. If you come back, just go straight in."

After a moment, his figure passed through the fork in the middle.

Zhao Fan chose this one without any reason, but it was not chosen randomly. After all, among the three unknown options, it is the nature of most people to choose the middle one.

However, he did not know that the next moment after he entered the fork, something abnormal happened at the three-way intersection.

Gray-white mist emerged.

When the smoke disappeared and returned to the original state, the original second fork, which was the one that Zhao Fan entered, was replaced by the original first fork, and the third fork came to the second one, and the first fork was switched.

When you get to the right, you become the third one.

Another half hour passed.

"Mom, it's so scary. I finally came back alive. I have to tell my brother to retreat immediately."

The little Tengu fled out of the third fork in embarrassment. It was breathing heavily, and its body was already covered in scars, and some parts of the body had dried blood.

"What?"

The little Tengu was dumbfounded when he saw the message on the ground. He turned to look at the second fork and said with tears in his eyes: "Brother, why didn't you just go in without waiting for me?"

In desperation, the little Tengu turned around and walked into it. After thinking about it, since the human youth with strange and unpredictable methods had already entered, at least the places he passed were not dangerous. If he saw the other party's body, the Little Tengu would

Then they will give up and return to the original position. What if they can wait for the next explorer to come in?

After a while.

The gray-white mist reappeared, and when it dissipated, the order of the three forks changed again.



The other side.

A ray of cold light fell into Zhao Fan's hands. He lowered his head and looked at the body that was chopped into two pieces on the ground. It was an unknown underworld beast. There was no one in the map of the imperial study that could not match its name, and its strength was equivalent to that of the underworld beast.

The early stage of respecting the fourth realm.

Zhao Fan used his soul power to transform into a dagger and dissected the corpse of the strange beast.

I was almost fainted by the smoke. The flesh and blood of this underworld beast can be said to be the most vivid interpretation of the word "stinky".

However, the more this happened, the more Zhao Fan thought it contained good things, and this was experience.

He bit the bullet and finished the dissection, and finally found a blue particle of apricot flesh the size of a grain of rice in the stomach of the strange underworld beast. It had a shiny luster and made the soul body feel particularly comfortable when held on his fingertips.

"What's this?"

Zhao Fan shook his head and sighed, planning to wait until he left the secret realm and go to the imperial city of the Daku Dynasty to read more comprehensive classics, otherwise it would be too inconvenient.

He put the blue particles into the Underworld Ring and continued moving forward.

When they were nearly ten meters away, there was a detour. Before they could get over it, another underworld beast jumped out that was exactly the same as before. The difference was that its aura was much stronger and it had reached the middle stage of the fourth level of underworld master.

The Arc Moon Slash in Zhao Fan's hand turned into cold light, easily killing the underworld beast, and then began to dissect it.

What surprised him was that he still found that blue thing in his stomach, but it was not the size of a particle, almost as big as a date.

Zhao Fan held it between his fingers, and his soul seemed to resonate, and an unprecedented sense of comfort arose in his consciousness.

After taking in the Mingkong Ring, he walked another ten meters, but it was still a detour, and it was still the same strange beast of the underworld, and its strength had become stronger by a small level, and it was the late stage of the fourth level of the Mingzun.

This time, killing was not as easy as before. Three Arc Moon Slashers swarmed up and it took a stick of incense to kill the target.

After the dissection, the blue object in his stomach expanded to the size of a baby's fist, which brought a qualitative change to the comfort brought to the soul. Holding it in his hand, he felt as if he had become an immortal.

Zhao Fan put it away and stood there thinking.

There are winding roads ten meters apart, one after another, and they are all one level higher than the previous one.

Then the next strange beast is probably the first to enter the fifth level!

It's within Zhao Fan's control, but what about the next one? What about the next one?

Although that blue thing was not a mortal thing, he was not willing to take the risk anymore.

People die for wealth and birds die for food. The opportunities and fortunes that have been obtained since the beginning of the Devouring Gourd have greatly exceeded Zhao Fan's expectations. They are completely enough for him to wander in the underworld.

Greed can never be filled up, and the more greed you get, the more greed you get.

The next underworld beast could indeed be defeated, but he got the bigger blue object in its stomach. Zhao Fan was afraid that he would not be able to suppress his greed, get out of control, and die sooner or later.

Therefore, he resolutely turned around and walked towards the entrance where he came from.

Even if he is forced to leave the secret realm now, Zhao Fan really has no objection. This trip is worth it!


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