That is to look at the rock blocking the road. Behind it is a huge black cave, which is the entrance to the spiritual mine! Why is the entrance to the spiritual mine closed? It is just the obstruction of the rock. Ling Chen’s spirit does not dare to explore the spiritual mine easily.
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Every spiritual mine in the black world, no matter how big or small, has a "mineral source" also commonly known as "spiritual veins", which is the most essential part of the spiritual stone. The importance of the mineral source is equivalent to that of an old hen that lays eggs, and the mining personnel
Don't use too much powerful spiritual energy, otherwise it will damage the structure of the mineral source, thereby reducing the amount of spiritual stones produced by the mineral source, or even destroying the mineral source, and the entire spiritual mine will be useless.
In fact, as long as you act according to the rules and do not use spiritual energy to forcefully probe into the spiritual mine, the mineral source will generally not be damaged. Monks in the spirit gathering stage must be careful when entering the spiritual mine, because their overflowing spiritual energy is likely to interfere with the depths of the spiritual mine.
Spiritual sources, generally the more important spiritual mines of the sect will set up strong prohibitions to protect the spiritual veins, so that the mining of the spiritual mines under the protection within the appropriate range can provide the sect with a continuous flow of spiritual stones————
That's why these ordinary people in the innate stage are recruited to mine for them, because their spiritual energy cannot destroy the spiritual source at all, and they are the most suitable workers for mining spiritual stones.
Ling Chen discovered that there were no prohibited fluctuations under the dark mountain wall of Guye Village. Is the spirit mine too small? The senior brothers stationed here did not even set up a prohibition?
Buwa angrily kicked the hard rock and yelled. He pointed at the tall rock obstacle in front of him and yelled angrily with his small mouth;
"It's all because of that monster that Uncle Wang sealed the spiritual mine. No one can go down to mine and make money." (In the underworld, ordinary people can use spiritual stones to exchange money with monks)
To be honest, his yelling and screaming just made Ling Chen feel too noisy. Because Ling Chen had just some clues and was interrupted by Buwa.
Ling Chen looked around and took out a storage bag (the size of an ordinary cloth bag) in his hand. His spiritual consciousness penetrated into it. After a while, a handbook appeared on his palm, patting the gray layer on the surface of the white handbook.
Ling Chen sat on the rock next to him and looked through it.
Buwa looked at the scene in front of him with an expression of disbelief. He saw that the small cloth bag in Ling Chen's palm transformed into a larger book-like thing. After a moment, he finally had the courage to walk gently towards Ling Chen.
Beside Chen, he looked at the book Ling Chen had opened——————
Although Ling Chen was reading the book carefully, he had some consciousness to observe the cloth doll next to him.
At such a young age, Buwa seems to understand the situation of the village chief (Senior Brother Wang).
The village chief has been telling Bouwa about the outside world since he was little, and teaching him some weird gadgets, so Buwa naturally supports the village chief very much.
She hid in the darkness behind the house and eavesdropped on the noise in the village last night. Ling Chen's consciousness also discovered him, but Ling Chen didn't pay attention to the fact that there was just a child.
But when the villagers said that Uncle Wang was unwilling to make offerings and only cared about himself, this was simply a more uncomfortable thing for Buwa than for herself.
Ling Chen glanced at him...
I found him squinting at the contents of his book...
Looking back, Ling Chen continued to read the books about spiritual mines and other things. Anyway, Buwa couldn't understand the words in the books————
Finally, Buwa, who had been selectively ignored by Ling Chen, couldn't help it anymore. He stepped forward and grabbed the book in Ling Chen's hand, raised it above his head, and shouted to Ling Chen——
"Brother! You haven't said a few words to me since this morning! Can you talk to me~~~!"
Well, Buwa's efforts finally paid off...
Ling Chen stood up involuntarily as the book between his hands was taken away.
"Bring it here."
Ling Chen stretched out his hand and made a gesture to ask the doll to return the book cup. But at least he had spoken and could no longer avoid answering the doll.
"Huh, big brother, it's really hard to talk to you. I'll give it back to you."
Buwa handed over the book, and Ling Chen stuffed it back into the storage bag. However, Ling Chen was no longer interested in looking at the book. He had to find some clues. But Buwa put his hands on his hips,
An attitude of having a winning chance.
"You don't know anything, so you have nothing to say."
Ling Chen's tone was very calm, as if he was asking for directions to a stranger. He didn't want to believe that a seven or eight-year-old Buwa could know anything. He just wanted to understand the surrounding environment of the village with him.
After hearing this, Buwa became anxious. The little boy obviously couldn't bear the feeling of being despised, and immediately shouted: "I know! I know everything!"
"No, you don't know. You don't even know what the 'monster beast Chongli' that your villagers call is."
"Hmph! Of course I know! The Monster Beast Limen is a big bad guy! It doesn't let adults go down to the spiritual mines to mine, and it spreads plague and destroys our harvests. It's a big bad guy through and through!"
Ling Chen lowered his head and thought!
“——————”
“…………………………There’s more.”
"And? Um..." Buwa's face looked a little embarrassed. He clenched his fists and stamped his feet fiercely, trying desperately to recall some information about this monster beast Zongli. But in the end, he
He was still only eight years old, and his knowledge was really limited. After a few breaths, the little boy's face turned red, and he just said "and... and..." and just kept it in his mouth, unable to spit it out.
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Ling Chen looked at him quietly, waiting for him to finish. Seeing that he had nothing to say anymore, the calm man immediately turned around and faced the rock obstacle blocking the road in front of him... as if he was preparing to climb over
, it’s like entering the innermost spiritual mine to investigate!
"Wait a minute! Big brother, wait a minute! Come back quickly. Uncle Wang said that the spirit mine is very dangerous and you can't go in."
Ling Chen stood on a protruding rock but did not look back.
"Um...brother, do you really want to...um..." Buwa followed suit. He looked around to make sure no one was paying attention, then climbed up the rock, leaned into Ling Chen's ear, and whispered
Said, "Brother, can you really kill the monster Zhongli?"
The dark eyes were filled with a layer of thick fog, and Ling Chen's emotionless voice said flatly: "Yes."
"Okay!" As if to increase his confidence, Buwa climbed down the rock and jumped three steps away. He raised two fingers at Ling Chen on the rock and said with a smile, "Brother! Just watch.
!I will definitely let Uncle Wang tell you everything! I also believe that, big brother, you will be able to help our village get rid of this difficulty! Right?!"
Ling Chen looked up at the sky, with the scorching summer sun hanging above his head. In the scorching hot air, did the doubts on his face melt away a little?
With Buwa's promise, Ling Chen finally had one less thing to worry about regarding the mission. From that day on, Buwa pestered the village chief and Xiaoli every day, asking them to tell Ling Chen about Chongli.
. And Ling Chen did not leave immediately as Senior Brother Wang imagined. On the contrary, he stayed at Senior Brother Wang's house.
Three days passed in a blink of an eye, and if you didn't pay attention, it was already the middle of Saturday. As the days approached, the faces of Senior Brother Wang and his wife became more and more haggard. Especially Senior Brother Wang, who could still see at first
He went out for a walk, but then he just sat in the house, sighing from morning to evening, looking sad.
During the stay, in addition to Ling Chen borrowing the room of the village chief's house, the scene Buwa often saw was Ling Chen walking around the village with an ugly black sword on his back, holding the sword in his hand constantly.
The various books transformed into that magical little bag were read while staring at the scorching sun above my head.
"Brother, why haven't you gone to kill Zhongli for so long?"
This sentence was the one I heard most often in Senior Brother Wang's house. Ling Chen didn't care. He often listened and looked at the books in his hands, ignoring the child who came to visit him every day.
Ling Chen didn't know anything, and every senior fellow apprentice in the village had no intention of surrounding Chongli, which puzzled Ling Chen.
In these three days, Ling Chen visited every corner of the village. As a fellow disciple of Taiyi Sect, he could enter any house. Every time he entered, he could see his mother sitting in the corner of the house with her child.
.But no matter how Ling Chen asked, these people just brought out food to entertain him and refused to say anything about the monster Chongli.
Finally, another day passed like this——
"……………………"
Ling Chen stood on a high lookout in the northeast corner of the village. The view here seemed very broad, and he could see deep into the mountains and forests of the village...
He stood in the center of the watchtower, looking down at the dark entrance to the spiritual mine deep in the village with his eyes intently, thinking about something in his mind.
"Brother, what are you looking for?" Finally, a young Taiyi disciple next to him couldn't help asking Ling Chen. Because in the past few days, Ling Chen had to go to the watchtower almost every day to watch for a while, and gradually this disciple
I became curious about Ling Chen.
"Junior brother, why doesn't Senior Brother Wang let me enter the spirit mine to investigate? The purpose of my coming here is to help you kill the monster Chongli, and also to return to the sect before the sect's goods depart before July 1st.
Door"
After hearing Ling Chen's doubtful words, the young disciple's head drooped, and he looked dejectedly at the dark mineral veins deep in the village, and murmured: "Brother, don't be stubborn, Chongli is not that easy to deal with at all.
Yes, a senior brother has died under the spiritual mine. Only after July 1st, the sect inquires, and then sends a high-level talisman message to send the strong men of the mortal realm to the sect. Only the strong men of the mortal realm can deal with the mutated insects.
"Leave"
"According to Senior Brother Wang, Chongli has not mutated into the strength of a monk in the mortal realm. Why do you all look so afraid of Chongli? Why don't you try it together?" Ling Chen followed the disciple's demented gaze and silently followed it.
Looking at the sealed entrance to the spiritual mine.
After the junior brother said this, he did not respond to Ling Chen's words. He seemed to be caught in some kind of memory, and his frightened expression looked even more weird in Ling Chen's dark pupils.
After leaving the watchtower, Ling Chen felt more and more that there was something wrong with the closed spiritual mine. Perhaps, the root of everything came from————