The group came to the teleportation platform, and went to Shiwu Peak through the teleportation platform, and as soon as they arrived at Shiwu Feng's teleportation platform, they saw that there were people walking out of the teleportation platform one after another, each carrying tools, and it seemed that most of them were the slaves of the other Three Day Pavilion monks.

Li Chengfeng and the others followed the flow of people, walked for about two quarters of an hour, and soon came to the foot of Shiwu Mountain.

This mountain peak is obviously different from what Li Chengfeng saw before, the previous peak is lush, full of green grass and green trees, completely unaffected by the season, like a paradise, but when you come to this Shiwu Mountain, you can obviously see the surrounding trees withered and depressed, the dead grass is scorched, and the weather of the cold winter is fully revealed.

Moreover, the mountain is full of strange rocks and caves, and the whole mountain has been mined into a spiral-shaped mountain road, and in the middle of the mountain road there is a mechanical lifting platform embedded in the mountain, on which a truckload of ore is being transported.

Li Chengfeng said strangely: "Didn't you go down to the mine to mine? Why did this mine come down from above?"

Su You set up a pergola in front of his forehead with his hand, blocking the dazzling light, and said, "The top is the place where the spirit stone is dug, and the bottom is the place where the spirit jade and spirit crystal are dug." ”

Li Chengfeng already knew that the magic weapon was not directly built and refined, but first made a good weapon, and then embedded a piece of spirit crystal on the weapon, because only the spirit crystal can store mana, and the spirit jade can transmit mana, but just like this, this magic weapon cannot be called a real magic weapon.

The real magic weapon is that after getting rid of it, it has a strong sense of self and can fight on its own, without the need for the master to control it at all!

And this kind of magic weapon needs to refine the soul, refining the soul of monsters or demons into it, of course, there are also people who use the soul of human beings to refine the magic weapon, but these are all vicious magic weapons of the evil demon path.

Only these magic weapons that are injected into the soul, refined by the soul, and communicated with the master's bloodline to recognize the master are magic weapons in the true sense.

Li Chengfeng secretly pondered: When the time comes, I am afraid that I will have to go to the Leaning Moon Valley again and catch a more powerful monster to enter the soul.

He was thinking about it, and Su Youqi on the side said, "What's going on over there?"

Tianjun pointed not far away and said, "There." ”

Li Chengfeng looked in the direction of his finger, and sure enough, he saw that there were many people surrounding the entrance of a mine, and at a cursory glance, there were about thirty or forty people, all of whom were gathered together, as if they were watching the excitement, and there were faint bursts of scolding and scolding in the field.

Li Chengfeng glanced at Su You, but saw that Su You's face was serious and contemplative, Li Chengfeng and the others walked over curiously, squeezed through the crowd to take a look, but saw a man with a medium head and a meaty face beating a young fellow who was dressed as a scholar.

The young man was beaten to the point that his head was bleeding, his body curled up in a ball, and his hands were holding the legs of the man's fleshy face, and a miserable wail came out of his mouth.

Li Chengfeng has always been a hoe to help the weak, he just glanced at it and couldn't help but be angry, after a glance around, he saw that so many of the same people around him all showed sympathy and sorrow, but no one stepped forward, he couldn't help but pull Su You, and asked in a low voice: "What is the origin of this person?"

Su also knew that it was powerful, he lowered his voice, and said in a low voice: "This is the foreman of Shiwu Mountain, the servant of the senior brother of the Zangjin Pavilion, Qianshan Xue, called Xue Man, very powerful, many monks like us in the Lingshan Sect are afraid of him, and call him Xiaobawang." Don't mess with him, or he'll get revenge on you!"

Li Chengfeng held back his anger, grabbed a person next to him and asked, "Why did this person offend Foreman Xue?"

This person was thin and small, and he dared to look at the field angrily, and when he heard Li Chengfeng inquiring, he said, "Isn't it because he didn't give the little overlord filial piety money?"

"What??," Li Chengfeng said in astonishment, "Why do you want to pay filial piety money when you go to the mine?"

This person looked at Li Chengfeng with a strange expression, and said, "If you don't give filial piety money, why should you go down to mine?"

Along the way, Su You had already explained to Li Chengfeng: When you go down to mine, it is not that you can take away what you dig, but like farming, the sect is to intercept and collect taxes, and the taxes on the mine are very heavy, full of seventy, that is to say, if you dig ten pieces of spiritual jade, you have to hand over seven pieces to the sect, as for how to distribute these seven pieces, it is not clear.

But with such a harsh heavy tax, you still have to collect filial piety money when you go to the mine?

Li Chengfeng fights small gangsters in the rivers and lakes, and he is used to seeing blood-sucking usury in nine out of thirteen, and he has never seen such black-hearted rules!

Is this a cultivation sect or a gangster?!

But even if you don't have money to pay for filial piety, you won't be so ruthless, is this going to kill someone?

Li Chengfeng was furious, and was about to step forward, his body just moved, Su You suddenly pressed on his shoulder, Li Chengfeng turned his head to look, but saw Su You looking at him seriously, and slowly shook his head.

Li Chengfeng suddenly remembered his summary two days ago: he had already offended many people in this Lingshan Sect, if he offended the senior brother of the Zangjin Pavilion again, Qianshan Xue...... The consequences are terrible.

In this way, if the senior sister of Zangxiu Pavilion sees herself at this time, she is afraid that the first thought is to kill people and destroy her mouth, and the battle of Zangjin Pavilion and Huangfu Song are also eager to break their corpses into ten thousand pieces, although Zangqing Pavilion has not offended people, but looking at their appearance of only Zangjin Pavilion and Zangxiu Pavilion is the head of the horse, I am afraid that when Zangjin Pavilion and Zangxiu Pavilion raise their butcher knives against themselves, Zangqing Pavilion may be the first to make a move.

That Zhou Yuyi of the Tibetan Qing Pavilion is the best proof of this!

If you offend the people in your circle, it is already a dead end that you can't die anymore, if you offend the senior brother of the Tibetan Jin Pavilion again, Qianshan Xue...... I'm afraid that the head of the house will protect him, and he won't be able to live the rest of his life.

Li Chengfeng took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the anger, and he asked Su Youdao in a low voice: "Is it in line with the rules of the sect that this Xue foreman collects this money?"

Da Zhu was stunned for a moment, and before he could speak, the thin fellow next to him sneered: "I've searched through the doctrinal code, but I haven't found any rules.

Li Chengfeng stared at Xue Man, his eyes narrowed slightly, and said, "How much is this filial piety money?"

The thin man said with an indignant face: "Fifty taels of silver!"

For Li Chengfeng, this fifty taels is not much, but for an ordinary person, this is already a huge amount of money. And how can the Tibetan Sword Pavilion and the Tibetan Qing Pavilion have the children of noble and rich families?

Li Chengfeng bowed slightly, and said, "Do the senior brothers know his rules?"

The thin man hesitated, not daring to speak.

At this time, Xue Man in the field was also a little tired, his legs were tightly hugged, so he had to bend down and hit with his fists, at this time he straightened up and gasped for a few breaths, and then said with a hideous face: "Come on, drag this dead ghost down!"

Two people came next to him, pulled away the unconscious young scholar's clenched hands, and then dragged them down, dragging a long blood mark on the ground, which was very infiltrating, and the people next to them watched with fear as the scholar was dragged away.

Xue Man crossed his waist at this time, pointed to the scholar who was dragged away, and said loudly: "Look at it, it's all good for Lao Tzu! Who dares to break Lao Tzu's rules here? Hmm? This is your example!"

As he spoke, he stared at a pair of bull's eyes, staring at everyone on the field viciously, only to stare at them one by one, and no one dared to touch his edge.