(Free to read.) When the night had completely fallen and the sky was completely dark, the person in front of him sent a divine sense transmission to Ye Feng, asking Ye Feng to follow him and slowly sneak forward.

Ye Feng had just arrived, and he couldn't figure out the situation here, but he happened to meet this monk who had the same purpose as himself, and without hesitation, he hid his breath well, followed behind him, and moved to the residence in front of him.

Perhaps it was because there had never been any looting in this hedron mine, and the defensive forces were not too deployed in the workers' residences, which were more of a guard and rest.

The two cautiously approached the entrance down the ground, where an iron gate blocked the way.

The monk in front took out a sword and gently cut the chain without making a sound.

Then the two of them entered it, and then the monk stretched out his hand through the crack in the iron door, and put the severed iron chain on it, and then the palm of his hand emitted a hot temperature, and fused the cut marks, and then grabbed a handful of dirt from the ground, and smeared the cut and fusion marks, and if it was not for the most careful observation, no trace of the cut would be found.

Ye Feng was secretly pleasantly surprised, it seemed that he had really come to the right place this time.

Then the monk took Ye Feng and walked quietly inside.

Not far from the ground inside lay many ragged workers, all of them with yellow faces and thin muscles, and they looked malnourished.

The monk sent out his divine sense at Ye Feng, and the two of them came to the edge and slapped the two workers who were already asleep to death.

Ye Feng secretly said in his heart: "Brother, I don't want to kill you, first, so that I can blend in, and secondly, it can be regarded as helping you get free." He saw that these workers were all monks, but they had been deposed and forcibly imprisoned here to do hard labor, and it might be a relief for him to kill him.

When it was a summary of what to do with these two corpses, Ye Feng didn't want to leak out of the inner world.

I saw that the monk took out a kind of medicinal powder and poured it on the two corpses, and immediately saw that the two corpses disappeared quickly, and not even a little dregs were left.

The monk picked up one of the clothes and put it on himself, and Ye Feng followed his example, putting on the one, and then grabbed some dirt on the ground and smeared it on his face.

After everything was done, they checked it again to make sure that nothing was missing, and the two of them lay down separately and fell asleep like the others.

But where can Ye Feng sleep, always maintain an excellent state, not only to beware of being discovered, but also to beware of this guy next to him, he has inadvertently broken his good deeds, maybe when he will move to kill, he will kill himself.

There was no word all night, and the next day, before dawn, the iron door was opened, and everyone was woken up.

Out of the cellar, under the watchful eye of some guards, Ye Feng followed the other workers in a line into the cave entrance of the spar mine.

After entering the hole, there is a place responsible for distributing food, and each person gives two black things that resemble steamed buns.

When he got the food, Ye Feng didn't have any appetite, but he had to gobble it up like others, and if he didn't eat the food, it was estimated that it would leak immediately.

"Hurry up, don't waste time. The guards on the side shouted loudly, and everyone walked as they ate, clutching the black food in their hands, and quickened their pace.

As soon as someone moves a little slowly, the guard's whip will drop without hesitation.

With the urging of the guards, no one dared to lag behind.

After a short time they reached the end of the passage, and the head of the guard hurried to the front, and at the end of the passage was a large mine, from which there were forks in all directions, and at the entrance of the mine lay a table, and behind it sat a fat fellow.

"Everyone has brought them, or a hundred. The fat man asked.

"Back to Li Ye's words, there are exactly one hundred mine slaves, one no more and one no less. The head of the guard whispered.

It seems that here, the status of this fat man is relatively high.

"Well, the old rule, each miner must collect fifty medium-grade spars, otherwise they won't come out. The fat man announced the rules.

As soon as the fat man finished speaking, everyone rushed to the depths of the mine as if they were crazy, not forgetting to pick up a pickaxe and a basket at the edge of the mine.

Ye Feng learned from others, grabbed a mining pickaxe and a back basket, and ran towards the depths of the spar mine.

There are more and more forks inside, and a hundred people are distributed to each fork, looking at their familiar appearance, Ye Feng knows that many people are going to be familiar with the ore veins being mined in the past, so as to ensure today's income.

In the blink of an eye, the monk was gone.

Ye Feng found a mine that no one had entered to enter, it stands to reason that this kind of mine that people entered must have been exhausted, but Ye Feng had something to rely on in his heart.

Sure enough, at the end of the mine, the ground was full of debris and rubble, and it seemed that no one had entered this vein for a long time.

The other veins of hedron were all burning with torches, only the depleted vein was pitch black.

Ye Feng didn't care, took out the spar beast Xiao Jia from the inner world, put Xiao Jia on the ground, Xiao Jia felt the breath of the spar, and immediately burrowed into the soil.

Ye Feng threw the food that had not been eaten in the palm of his hand into the rubble, this thing was too unpalatable.

After a while, as soon as the ground moved, Xiao Jia drilled out, opened his mouth and spit out, and a few pieces of shiny crystalline spars appeared in front of Ye Feng, Ye Feng picked them up and took a look, five pieces of medium-grade pure spars, not bad.

Putting away the hedron, Xiao Jia burrowed into the dirt again.

Unleashing his consciousness and exploring other mines, he could clearly feel that everyone was busy, desperately using a pickaxe to dig into the ore veins.

This is a very physically demanding job, the spar mine is not like a coal mine, as long as you find the vein, you will see countless spars, as long as a pickaxe goes down, you will get a lot of spars, on the contrary, the so-called veins of the spar mine only contain a certain number of spars on this ore line, and the spars are mixed with dirt and sand, sometimes even in the stones.

This requires miners to remove all the scrap from the mine line and then look for hedron in the vast amount of scrap.

If it is a monk with cultivation, this kind of work is quite easy, and it is easy to clean up the waste, and these mining slaves are all monks who have been completely abolished and cultivated, Ye Feng estimates that these are all monks who were forcibly captured from outside, and in order to prevent these mining slaves from rebelling, they abolished everyone's cultivation.

With the spar beast Xiaojia, Ye Feng didn't have to look for the ore vein at all, as long as he sat back and enjoyed its achievements.

Xiao Jia transported the spars back and forth, all kinds of grades, but ordinary spars had no use for Ye Feng, only pure spars were what he wanted, seeing that the medium-grade spars brought back by Xiao Jia were enough to hand over the task, Ye Feng explained to Xiao Jia that he only needed to find pure spars.

The day passed quickly, and all the miners gathered in the main mine cave one after another, except for the pickaxe, which was the spare, and they all carried an empty basket on their backs, which was not used to carry spars, who would find so many spars in a day, but to transport scraps to the outside.

Each vein will produce a large amount of waste, if you want to continue to dig deep into the spar, you must carry out the waste and put it in the main mine, naturally someone will take these waste away, and in order to reduce the generation of waste, but also to save time for yourself, the miners only dig out a half-meter high channel when digging the spar in the vein, they are in a half-squatting and half-sitting posture, tilting their heads and planing with a pickaxe, at the end of the day, its workload and hard work can be imagined.

And Ye Feng lay in it and rested for a day, if he wasn't afraid that Xiao Jia would not find him when he came back, he would have entered the inner world to rest, but this day was not wasted, and he spent it all in meditation.

Including the monk, all the hundred miners returned, all of whom had been digging hedrons here for a long time, and all of them had their own well-known veins, and they were still able to complete their tasks every day.

I don't know how the monk did it, but like everyone else, he returned with a basket on his back, and when he handed in the task, he completed it without a hitch.

Before leaving the mine, there was to be an inspection, and the fat man commanded several guard-like men to carefully inspect the body of the miner from top to bottom, in order to prevent anyone from going out with the spar without permission.

If there really is a mine slave who takes the hedron out, then the fat man's head is not protected.

Back in the cellar, Ye Feng had a brief exchange with the monk, but the monk didn't say much.

Lying in the dark and damp cellar, Ye Feng couldn't help but feel pity for these miners, the super-intense workload every day, the food was just two black things, and they didn't see the light of day all day long, and they were all skinny.

The next day was the same repetition, but the difference was that the spars that Ye Feng commanded Xiao Jia to bring back were all pure spars, and the task that needed to be paid every day was fifty medium-grade spars, and the medium-grade spars in Ye Feng's hands were enough for more than ten days.

By the third day, he had already gathered enough spars for building the foundation, but the only pity was that some of them were medium-grade pure spars, so it was enough to build the foundation in terms of quantity, but he had to replace the medium-grade pure spars with low-grade pure spars, and all Ye Feng could not build the foundation.

Since there are a large number of spars here, Ye Feng is not in a hurry to leave, and waits patiently for a few days, and it is estimated that he can gather the low-grade pure spars needed to build the foundation.

Ye Feng is very fortunate to have the spar beast Xiao Jia, and the small armor is also very easy to raise, just consume a piece of medium-grade pure spar every day, this kind of pay is completely disproportionate to the deal, and the profit is not lost.

In the next few days, Ye Feng did not specifically ask Xiao Jia to find a low-grade pure spar, anyway, Zhuji was not in a hurry, it was better to be able to get a medium-grade pure spar, and it was best to get a high-grade pure spar.

When you leave here, you can go out and redeem it.

Xiao Jia has never brought back the high-grade pure spars, Ye Feng estimates that Xiao Jia has not entered deep enough, if you want to get the high-grade pure spars, you should go deeper into the interior of the spar mine, according to the theorem, the distribution of the spar ore is layer-by-layer, the outermost layer is the ordinary spar, the deeper it is, the higher the grade of the spar, if you want to get the high-grade spar, you can only go deep into the deepest part of the spar mine.

But for the sake of safety, Ye Feng didn't let Xiao Jia go too deep, and he wouldn't get out of the control of his divine sense, Ye Feng's current cultivation, and the connection with pets can be kept within the range of five or six thousand meters, once it exceeds this range, Ye Feng will not be able to feel Xiao Jia's location, which will easily cause Xiao Jia to not find him.

In a blink of an eye, it had been ten days since Ye Feng came here, and he was repeating the same work every day, which was still very easy for him.

At the end of the day, Ye Feng found a different taste.