The Dragon Muscle Grass was just an introduction, and the aura that Zhang Yi absorbed during his meditation was dozens or hundreds of times that of other monks, which was the reason why he was able to broaden the meridians to the limit of his physical body in one breath. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

After Zhang Yi reached the late stage of qi enduction, he continued to start his gold rush road.

Shiny gold also has a certain value among cultivators, and its greatest value is no longer the monetary value of ordinary equivalents in mortal transactions, but as an alchemy or blended material in refining vessels.

The value of gold has been greatly reduced among monks, and only the spirit stones full of spiritual energy are generally recognized by monks as their general equivalent.

After two days of hard work, Zhang Yi was tired, with back pain and leg cramps. Although he had received nearly five taels of gold, it had delayed a lot of cultivation time. In the past few days, he needs to refine the meridians, and he doesn't need to violently devour the spiritual energy to cultivate, but there are not a few days like this, so he has to think of another way not to delay time.

So Zhang Yi exchanged a logging axe from others the next day, and with his extraordinary martial arts that he had practiced for more than ten years and a golden talisman he had written to attract the blessing of golden spiritual energy, he easily overturned a thick tree in more than ten axes.

After several trimmings, Zhang Yi spent the morning building a crooked two-person tall waterwheel, then erected the waterwheel to a deep bank, and made a wooden stepped tank to connect to the bottom of the waterwheel.

A pot of silt rich in golden sand was poured onto the top of the sink, and Zhang Yi started the waterwheel.

The river drove the waterwheel to draw the water to a height of two people, and then introduced the water into the tank, where the force of the water washed away the silt, in which the lighter sediment was washed away by the current, while the heavier sand was left behind by the stairs, which became Zhang Yi's harvest.

In this way, Zhang Yi was able to compress a lot of time-consuming gold panning work into an action to dig up the silt and harvest the golden sand every half an hour. The rest of the time you can practice and draw talismans.

Although the effect of the cultivation is not ideal, the harvest of gold is more, and you can harvest two or three catties every day, which is ten times that of before.

The waterwheel in Zhangyi was imitated by other gold diggers on the second day, and for a time the waterwheel was lined up, as if it had become a water town in the south of the Yangtze River.

There were only a few suitable places on the shore for the erection of waterwheels in the vicinity of the camp, and the latecomers almost fought because of these positions, until the Tsukiji monks suppressed their riots.

The monks then built larger waterwheels on the perilous reef in the center of the river, further upstream, and even on the banks of the unfathomable Jinsha River. Although there were a few incidents of the demon beasts in the river sneaking up on the gold diggers who had gone deep into the river, the shining gold made them ignore the danger, and the gold diggers did not pin their heads to the waistband of their trousers, so they did not do this business for fear of danger.

For a time, the entire gold rush camp was a creaking waterwheel, and then with the help of the waterwheel, the efficiency was greatly improved. For a time, the protection money collected by the foundation monks filled their storehouses, and thin pieces of golden sand even flowed out of the cracks in the doors.

Half a month later, this section of the Jinsha mine near the camp was emptied, and everyone made a lot of money. During this period, two foundation building monks brought another 300 people one after another, and at night, the gold panning camp was as lively as a bazaar.

When everyone made a fortune, Zhang Yi was ready to retreat.

It's not appropriate to stay in this demon-filled White Stone Mountain Range for too long, and the danger here can't be seen when it doesn't erupt, but once it erupts, it's not something that a minor monk of the Qi Induction level can resist.

When the gold mining in this camp was about to dry up and his own cultivation had stabilized, Zhang Yi came to the door of one of the foundation building monks and waited to be summoned.

After a short while, Zhang Yi saw the foundation building monk guarding the camp, a middle-aged monk in his forties, with a short beard and eyes as sharp as a knife.

"What's the matter?" asked Monk Tsukiki.

"Immortal Master, the kid Zhang Yi is polite. After a deep salute, Zhang Yicai said: "The kid suddenly felt that he was about to break through his cultivation recently, so he wanted to go back to Fang City to buy some pills, and hoped that the immortal master would bring the kid when he went back to bring people." ”

The monk didn't make things difficult for him, but said, "Yes, but you have to pay ten catties of gold." ”

Zhang Yi agreed without thinking about it, and then got the answer to set off at noon.

Zhang Yi returned to his residence and packed all the golden sands together, about a hundred catties, which was all he had gained for nearly a month here.

Half of it was given to a special treasury as the cost of being protected by the foundation monks, and then ten catties were taken out as the middle-aged monk's travel expenses. He still had a full forty catties of gold left, nearly four hundred taels of gold, and he could be called a great rich man in the mortal realm.

At noon, Zhang Yi waited early in front of the middle-aged monk's house. When the middle-aged monk came out, he took out a small wooden boat like a toy from his body.

As he silently recited a mantra, the small wooden boat quickly grew larger, and did not stop until it was a foot long. Then the middle-aged monk sounded with a smug voice: "Boy, this is my Shenmu Chasing Wind Boat, look dumbfounded, don't come up quickly." ”

Zhang Yi was a little surprised, although he knew by hearsay that the magic weapons of the monks were very magical, but his social status could only contact some lowest-level talismans and pills, and this was the first time that such a magic weapon that could be changed in size was the first time he had come into contact with it.

Zhang Yi quickly came back to his senses, and while getting on the flying boat, he casually complimented: "The magic weapon of the immortal master is really very powerful, the kid was stunned for a while, the magic weapon of the immortal master is afraid that it is the top in our Baishifang, and the kid can take it for a while, it is really a blessing for three lives." ”

Flattered the middle-aged monk, so that he could see Zhang Yi much more pleasing to the eyes, perhaps also in the ten catties of gold, he said: "I am a sacred wood chasing the wind boat, but the top grade in the magic weapon, I spent nearly half of my net worth for this, only to get it from the auction, at that time it was also hundreds of people bidding, the head of the fight was bloody, or I finally bid to suppress all the monks to win this treasure, this treasure can fly five hundred miles in an hour, is the strongest magic weapon under the golden pill." ”

Listening to the words of the middle-aged monk, Zhang Yi sighed a little, flying five hundred miles in an hour, this is already the speed of the strongest magic weapon under the golden pill, although there may be some moisture, but it is not too much.

However, in the previous life, a broken Alto could also run at this speed, 125 kilometers per hour, and 500 miles per hour.

The world of monks has his charm, and the world of mortals has its wonders.

Unfortunately, he can't go back.