(This must be put first! I just found out today that 'Konoha Qingcha' has become the first young hero of the 'Almighty Weapon Refiner'. This may not be a big deal in the eyes of the great and lesser gods, but it is to Guanyin.

It is like a milestone! I would like to say here that Guanyin can reach this point firmly because of your continued support. Thank you! Thank you also to those book friends who have been silently supporting Guanyin.)

"Why do you need to show the blood moon to scare them away? Just kill them directly!" said the evil cultivator with a green face and fangs.

"Kill them directly. Even though these people are just disciples in the Qi training period, none of them are like Yi, the two boys above, one is extremely powerful physically, not much worse than you; the other's spiritual consciousness is not even better than mine.

Damn, if it weren't for the cover of the Hidden Spirit Pearl, we would have been discovered by it long ago. Besides, there are at least three of them nearby.

If the Cang Yue Sect's patrol team really takes action, if they can't kill all seven of them in one fell swoop, they will definitely come over when they see the movement." The black-robed evil cultivator blinked and continued: "Here are our seven main

As one of our strongholds, we can’t just scare them away, why cause unnecessary trouble.”

"That's right, consider them lucky!" said the evil cultivator with green face and fangs.

On the other side, the seven Xie Lings mobilized their spiritual power with all their strength and flew dozens of miles at extremely fast speeds before stopping.[

"Okay, we are now out of the distance affected by the evil cultivator. Let's take a rest and use the spirit stones to restore our spiritual power, and then continue on our way!" Shen Conghu looked up and saw the crescent moon to return to normal.

The remaining people nodded, each found a place to sit down, took out the spirit stones and restored their spiritual power. Half an hour later, the seven set off again, this time directly controlling the magic weapon and flying hundreds of miles away!

Ten days later, outside Guocheng, a group of seven people, five men and two women, walked unhurriedly from the official road to the city gate. They were Xie Ling and others. After leaving Nanyang County, the seven people had a tacit understanding.

The speed slowed down, and we stopped and stopped along the way. It was not until today that we arrived at Guocheng, which is the closest to the Heiling Mountains.

Guocheng is roughly the same size as Ruyang City. It is located in the southwest corner of Qingzhou. It is one of the three major sources of black iron ore in the Xuanwu Realm. Therefore, the city is very prosperous. In order to cope with buyers from all over the city, the restaurants and inns in the city are larger than those in Chiba, the capital city.

The city is no less impressive.

Along the way, Xie Ling gained a certain understanding of the Qingling Sect he was about to go to. Speaking of which, its history is even longer than that of the Cang Yue Sect. It was also a major sect resounding throughout the Xuanwu Realm a thousand years ago. Later, for some reason,

It gradually declined, and now it can barely maintain the dignity of a medium-sized sect solely relying on the geographical resources of black iron ore!

Of course, this is for the entire Xuanwu Realm. In Qingzhou, Qingling Sect seems to be the most powerful existence. No immortal cultivation sect in the territory can compete with it. In the eyes of ordinary people, it is even more powerful.

It is unimaginable that almost all the people in western Qingzhou are inseparable from the black iron mines they own. There will be at least one person in a family, and there may be several people in the family. It is even common for the whole family to make a living from it.

The officials of Qingzhou Prefecture are also under their control. Think about it, just the three thousand flying swords traded with Cang Yue Sect this time will cost 970,000 kilograms of black iron ore. Such a huge amount

In terms of quantity, the disciples of Qingling Sect are only responsible for supervision at most. As for mining and transportation, they need to be done by these ordinary people in the secular world.

Such a large amount of manpower and material resources requires a lot of funds. Fortunately, when black iron ore is unearthed, there will always be hard currencies such as gold and silver in the secular world. Qinglingmen uses this to pay for mining and transportation.

In this way, everyone gets what they want, and the local government is naturally very cooperative.

However, mining is extremely dangerous and hard work. If ordinary people don't really have no choice, who would be willing to go to the Black Ling Mountains to mine. The backbone of Qingling Gate is entirely in the black iron ore, and the demand only increases every year, which puts pressure on the local area.

On the government side, those officials did not dare to offend the Qingling Sect, so they had no choice but to use various corvee services to recruit the miners. Of course, some unpleasant things would happen.

Xie Ling looked at the continuous mining carts coming in and out of the city gate. Although it was already spring, the weather was still very cold. But the miners were all wearing tattered single clothes, and most of them were barefoot. There was too much gravel on the mountain, and their shoes were

I couldn't bear to wear it, and over time, thick calluses formed on the soles of my feet.

Suddenly his eyes fell on an old miner in his 60s. The old man had a white head and was so skinny that the rope pulling the cart was stuck inside. He was struggling to pull a cart of black iron ore in front of him. This was not what attracted Xie Ling.

The main reason was that at the back of the mine cart, an eleven or twelve-year-old girl was trying her best to help move forward. Because of the cold and gray weather, her face was dark and red, and she couldn't see clearly.

Mine carts can generally carry thousands of kilograms of raw black iron ore, and the official road is full of holes and bumps due to the constant crushing of mine cars every day. No matter how hard they try, the old man and the young can only move forward slowly on the official road, falling far behind other mine cars.

There was a sound of horse hoofbeats, and a black horse galloped towards the city gate from the front. Immediately, a fierce man in blue uniform whipped the whip in his hand on the old man pulling the cart in front, "Quickly

You haven’t eaten yet, have you? When can you finish taking a shower like this?”

"Grandpa" the little girl ran over from behind and helped up the old man who fell to the ground, tears streaming down from the corners of her eyes.

"What are you looking at? You want to work for him, right?" The fierce man glanced at the people looking around him.

People on both sides of the official road hurriedly turned their faces. These were ordinary people who dared to say anything. Only Xie Ling was left looking at him.

Xie Ling's seven men were dressed unusually at first glance. He also carried a huge sheathed black sword on his back. The fierce man still had some eyesight. He withdrew his gaze and said to the old man: "Stop pretending, get up and work quickly, I can

I don’t have time to waste with you.”

"Let's go! We can't finish this kind of thing." Jingyi looked back at Xie Ling, who was still standing there, and sighed.

Xie Ling tightened her hands, knowing that what Jingyi said was correct, turned around and continued to move forward.[

"What's wrong? It's this old guy again. I said you can send your granddaughter to Qihong Mansion so you don't have to work so hard?" said a man with a slightly shrill voice.

"I can still do it, so don't bother trying to take advantage of my granddaughter." The old man struggled to stand up from the ground and put the rope on his shoulders again. He lifted the mine cart with both hands and pulled it forward with all his strength.

The little girl walked to the other side nervously, not daring to look at the two people on the horse.

Two batches of horses passed by Xie Ling, mixed with obscene laughter. He frowned and held his hands tighter.

After entering Guocheng, there was still plenty of time. After the seven people found a place to stay, they planned to wander around the city separately. For them, this was their first trip, so it was inevitable that they would be a little excited and curious.

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Guocheng is the distribution center for the three major black iron ores in the Xuanwu Realm, and there are naturally a lot of monks coming and going. In addition, there is no super-large immortal cultivating sect here, and the black market is very prosperous. Many things that cannot be sold on the table can be sold there.

Found it! Seven people plan to go after delivery.
Chapter completed!