He only had a rough idea of the technique. Assuming that the area of the cave-sky was 20,000 square kilometers, then the entity of the space glass piece would be about 70,000 square kilometers if spread out flat, which would be the size of a state or a continental plate in modern times.
When stacked together, they are like the backbone of the world.
The space glass pieces themselves are not precious. At least for Wuxiang, as long as he masters the method, he can easily make tens of thousands of them.
But if the number reaches hundreds of billions or even trillions, they will also be shocked.
It is like if everyone in the world gave me one dollar, then with nearly 8 billion in cash, I would be number one on the rich list.
Qiu Wuji became more and more confused as he watched, and said, "How did they do it? They were able to create so many space-related magic weapons. It's just like a human factory making plastic bottles."
In his earliest memory, he had worked in a factory that made plastic bottles.
“That’s why I said this place is like modern times.”
Panhu leaned over and pushed aside a piece of ruins, exposing pieces of weathered stones, on which Taoist patterns were faintly visible.
Neatness and height are in perfect harmony with heaven and earth. In other words, it is the modern industrial standard, accurate to the millimeter and to the slightest change in the rules.
And these extremely solid space barriers seem to be built in an assembly line manner.
"I have studied human history, and there is a saying in it: invention is the beginning of technology, and workers are the starting point of modernization. If there are not a large number of high-quality workers, there will be no industrialization."
"If there weren't a large number of high-level monks, this cave wouldn't have appeared."
Panhu made such inferences with a hint of pleasure in his voice, and his digging movements became more and more rapid.
With a lift of his arm, thousands of rocks flew into the air, and the land within a radius of dozens of miles was dug down layer by layer.
The sinkhole is deepening.
And below is still a ruin, in which there are no longer stones, but fragments of some spiritual wood, jade, bronze, and fragments of magic weapons...
Just like archaeological discoveries, every object tells them about a period of history, a civilization that once existed.
When the excavation depth reached 1 kilometer, an extremely huge shuttle came into view. It was diamond-shaped, with a jade-like shell covered with cracks.
Panhu suddenly stopped what he was doing, millions of stones were suspended in the air, and he landed on the shuttle.
The commotion here attracted Dayu Yansheng, who also appeared on the shuttle. He took a look and commented: "The internalized space is 100,000 meters long and 10,000 meters wide."
“It’s a nice toy.”
Nice toy, compliments from Wuxiang.
If this shuttle only hits the target, the Nascent Soul will surely die, and the Spiritualization will not benefit from it either.
Boom!
The earth trembled again, and rocks continued to fly upwards, allowing them to see the second floor of the ruins.
Jade-like fragments were scattered all over the ground, and keels of ships were floating alone, broken into pieces, or inserted into the broken shuttles.
Dayu Yansheng glanced over, his eyes slightly fixed, and his expression became solemn.
There were thousands of toys he just reviewed.
It is impossible to judge the specific power of many, but if the specifications are the same as the shuttle under the feet, it is equivalent to a thousand saint-level magic weapons.
The immortal way calls it a semi-immortal weapon.
The god of transformation is half-immortal.
It seemed as if an unparalleled civilization was buried among the ruins, a true civilization in the cultivation world since ancient times.
The three of them remained silent, and the more they dug, the silenter they became.
They put aside their initial casualness and began to explore the only cultivation civilization with a pure desire for knowledge. They hoped to restore its former glory through the ruins.
They hope to see something about Li Changsheng to prove that this place is related to Li Changsheng, rather than through speculation.
Even a lightning spear that penetrates heaven and earth cannot serve as conclusive evidence.
Finally they dug up something related to Li Changsheng, perhaps
It is also a stone tablet, flat, without any magical features, just a piece of stone that can be found everywhere.
There is a passage engraved on it.
Here I bury my children - Li Changsheng
They found a tombstone, a tombstone of civilization.
Looking up, the ruins of the city, jade artifacts, flying shuttles, and countless martial arts techniques were floating down as Panhu suddenly released his power. At this moment, it was as if time had gone back and the funeral of the past was replayed.
The three of them saw a figure standing on the edge of the sinkhole, an ordinary Taoist priest overlooking the fallen objects. This was just the remnant of time that was stimulated, the only memory of this broken world.
People would bury things related to the dead with the dead, but Li Changsheng buried civilization, so he buried everything in the grave.
Countless ruins collapsed, and a jade slip was thrown out from somewhere.
Panhu raised his hand and took it into his palm, and saw a line of tiny words.
In the 10,000th year of the Immortal Calendar, the human race will destroy the heavens! Defeat the heavens! Defeat the heavens!
Ten thousand years into the Immortal Calendar, humanity is determined to overcome the catastrophe, attack the heavens, establish humanity, and forge peace.
The plot can be said to have just unfolded, or it can be said that I have pushed it to the edge of the cliff.
This is the first time I have written so many words, and also the first time I have expanded my worldview, so I am writing slower and slower. I am really afraid of making a mistake (definitely not because I am lazy)
(End of this chapter)
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