One month later.
Lu Qingfeng walked out from the cave in the desolate mountain.
The sky was already bright.
During this month, Lu Qingfeng had already thoroughly reconnoitered the surroundings. If his cultivation were not insufficient, once he utilized the Heavenly Listening and Earthly Viewing Great Method, even the whole star would be under his sensory grasp.
Although his current cultivation was quite modest, probing several tens of miles around was not a problem.
Desolate mountain.
Junkyard.
Within several tens of miles, there were many small and large mountains, piled up with all sorts of discarded metals of various types and colors.
Most of them were ordinary weapons, iron tools, and the like.