"No wonder, that bastard came to see us so late!" Fatty Jin was a little angry.
"It seems that they were calculated." Zhang San also felt depressed in his heart, but his face didn't show anything.
The "service" dragon boat slowly landed, and a voice spread silently.
"Servants, come quickly. Anyone who exceeds the time limit will be treated as if they have abandoned their mission!"
"Let's go," Zhang San took the lead and left without thinking too much. Whether it was a blessing or a curse, we will all know later.
But what reassured Zhang San was that Fatty Jin was assigned to guard the spiritual objects, but it couldn't be simpler.
When no one came up, the dragon boat slowly took off in the air. "Brother, look..." But it was Fatty Jin who had sharp eyes and reminded Zhang San.
"Huh?" Zhang San looked around, but it was Dali who should be on the bed and his foundation-building brother looking at him from below, looking ill-intentioned, and even sneered again and again.
Zhang San's eyes lit up, and he suddenly smiled as if he had discovered a new world. He raised his arms and waved goodbye, looking inexplicably happy, until he looked at the two people who looked as disgusting as if they had suddenly eaten flies.
After seeing the brother, he shrank with cold eyes.
"Brother, do you see?" But "Dali" was a little unsure of Zhang San's weird movements, and asked with a gloomy face.
"Well, what's the point of calling a dead person? He..."
"Brother, what are you doing?" The dragon boat went farther and farther, and in the blink of an eye it had traveled to another place. Fatty Jin looked at Zhang San who had stopped acting strangely, and finally couldn't help but ask.
"Disgust them." Zhang San regained his composure and smiled lightly, "If we make them too proud, then we will be embarrassed."
"Oh, is that so?" Fatty Jin seemed a little hesitant and said, "But seeing how they are making things difficult for you, senior brother seems to be getting very excited."
"This golden fat man..." Zhang San could not help but be speechless and did not answer. He looked directly into the distance, but he was thinking secretly in his heart.
"At first I thought it was the Qiu family who came to say hello, but I didn't want to take action in the future. Unexpectedly, it was those two bitches who were plotting against me. Mr. Zhang has always had a clear distinction between grudges and grudges. You will look after me when I come back."
Fatty Jin had also been secretly sizing up Zhang San. When he saw him exuding murderous aura after being dull for a while, he couldn't help but wake up and secretly said: "It turns out that senior brother has not changed his gangster character at all. He must be thinking about how to repay him now."
"Those two people."
There are no words to say all the way. The scenery along the way really shows the theme of change. Sometimes it is spring, summer, autumn and winter, sometimes it is hot and cold, and sometimes it is snow. Rare and rare animals come and go. From time to time, you can see the light passing by. Every time, dragon boats are going.
Slow down to show respect.
Fatty Jin explained in a low voice: "Those are all monks who are above the realm of the Golden Core." He looked envious as he spoke, and even Zhang San couldn't help but daydream about the life of rising from Kunlun in the morning and entering the Netherworld at dusk.
Just as Zhang San's heart was filled with excitement, the dragon boat suddenly stopped and said, "The mine has arrived. Please let the serving disciples get off the boat."
The monk who presided over the flying boat had such a gentle voice that Zhang San quickly bowed his hand to Fatty Jin and followed a group of elites from the sect "fishing down".
Until watching Fei Zhou leave, Zhang San couldn't help but pout. After looking at it for a while, he lost his original interest in talking and sat on the ground to meditate.
"After all, they are elite disciples. They all have indifferent expressions and are habitually separated from each other by a certain distance." Zhang San was also a little strange in his heart, but then he was attracted by the spiritual energy around him. The spiritual energy here was half as strong as outside.
above!
"It's really close to the mineral vein!" Zhang San praised.
"Are you the disciples serving this time?"
A sudden sound interrupted Zhang San who was about to practice. Zhang San followed the sound and saw an old man in red robe walking towards him with an indifferent face. He was only a few meters away with a swaying step. In the blink of an eye, he came to Zhang San.
In front of the third class of people.
"Take out your tokens and verify them with me."
"What a profound cultivation level." Zhang San narrowed his eyes solemnly. There was a sense of danger coming from the seemingly plain old man, which made the hairs on his body stand up. It's not like Zhang San had never seen the foundation-building realm before, and he even
I have played against Ma Yang, who just joined Foundation Establishment, but I didn't feel this way.
"Well, there's nothing wrong with that." The old man checked one piece and was satisfied, then returned the token and gave each person a storage bag.
"Inside are some of your food and your tools for digging spiritual stones. Give me your storage bag to mark with restrictions. You will use this storage bag in the next month."
Seeing the monks around him acting like they were used to it, Zhang San handed it over without any meaning.
"I still want to tell you that if anyone among you uses or hides spiritual stones without authorization, if it is found out, not only you, but all your fellow sect members who have come into contact with you will be severely punished. The sect's rules in this regard are,
"I would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go." So those who have different intentions must not harm others or yourself."
After saying this, the old man looked at everyone and finished with a sneer.
"I am the elder who controls the punishment here. You call me Uncle Ma. It's a pity that no one came in pretending to be someone else. Otherwise, I could teach you a lesson. Alas, it's been a long time since I brought someone out to feed me.
puppies, and now they are a little malnourished."
Speaking of this, the old man became less interested and looked listless. Not to mention everyone, even Zhang San trembled in his heart when he saw the changes in the old man, and was even more slandered in his heart.
"It seems that he is not a normal person. If this old man were in modern times, he would be a lunatic!"
"Okay, you guys enter the mine vein immediately and we can start now!" But it was Uncle Ma who urged him.
The mineral vein is a good place. This was Zhang San's view that he finally changed in a week. The original lifelessness in the mine was replaced by habit.
At first, Zhang San was a little curious about why the pores on his body could receive spiritual energy on his own. Now he finally understood that the density of spiritual energy in the spiritual mine was too high. At the advanced level of Qi training for Zhang San and others, at least half of the cultivation energy must be separated.
To fight against the suppression of spiritual power in the air.
In addition, the soil of Reiki is terrifyingly tough, and every digging requires full strength. Even breathing during movement is a little uncomfortable. Over time, the body will use the pores all over the body to breathe on its own. Fortunately, it only works ten hours a day.
However, everyone worked extremely hard every time they went out, and an unexpected bonus was that they absorbed spiritual energy faster.
Zhang San smiled bitterly every time he thought of this, and the several monks who were originally assigned together were even more wary of each other, fearing that they would be implicated, so they all worked hard.
"This is boring!" Zhang San ignored it, grumbling in his heart but minding his own business.
Looking at the soft light of the night pearls around him, Zhang San's heart slowly calmed down as time went by, and he unconsciously felt nothing at all about the boring days.
Another day has passed.
"Did you know that not far below us, a fellow sect dug out a low-grade peak spiritual stone, which has already turned into a mid-grade stone, tsk tsk!"
"Oh, we have been here for twenty-one days this time, and we finally heard some good news. Don't talk too much and work harder. We might be able to dig it out even though we are so close. So don't be envious."
Zhang San, who had just come in and was about to enter the mining state, was shocked when he heard the news. The middle-grade spiritual stone is something that can only be used reluctantly in the realm of the golden elixir. The low-grade peak is simply a masterpiece that can be used to build a foundation and rush into the golden elixir.
Help.
"It's a pity." Zhang San felt a little disappointed. As life went on, the joy of having an innate physique gradually calmed down. "It's been twenty-one days, why hasn't anything happened yet? Could it be that those two
How can you be so honest, brother?"
In fact, Zhang San had been on guard, but this sudden thought made even him shake his head with a smile.