The middle-aged monk squatted in the pit and kept digging hard. The dignified monk was actually sweating profusely from exhaustion.
In a short period of time, a big hole was dug in the ground and soil was thrown everywhere.
At this time, with a happy expression on his face, he was sifting out the raw gemstones one by one, and then throwing them into his pocket.
For the middle-aged monk, this is a rich harvest that he has never had before. Even if he is forced to leave in the end, it is still a worthwhile trip.
The reason why he suddenly gave up on meeting his companions was because he witnessed what happened in the illusion formation and knew that this forest was far more dangerous than he imagined.
Under this situation, the middle-aged monk took a step back and decided to take some of the raw gemstones with him.
Even if he is forced to leave the forest, if he adds the raw gemstones he obtained before, it will be enough for him to use for several years.
After a few years, when your cultivation level has improved, you can return here again and find ways to obtain more raw gemstones.
This is the middle-aged monk's plan. As for his fellow disciples, they can only seek blessings for themselves.
Maybe when I leave, I can help them out, but if they can't hold on that long, I can only blame them for their bad luck.
The middle-aged monk thought that his fellow disciples came here just for the treasure in the forest, rather than sincerely coming to save him.
If it weren't for the existence of the treasure, they would never have ventured into the forest after discovering the existence of the phantom array.
He was so angry that he had evil intentions. As soon as he finished speaking, the controller in his hand had already hit the middle-aged monk.
The middle-aged monk could not avoid it and watched helplessly as the controller stretched out its spider-like claws and landed on his forehead.
A scream suddenly came from the mouth of the middle-aged monk, echoing continuously in the forest.