Ye Ling gently patted the storage bag pinned to his waist, with a thoughtful expression on his face, he groaned slightly for a while, and muttered to himself: "I should have been in this mine for more than six hours today, and now I have barely completed today's minimum task standard." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Besides, I have also practiced the body refining exercises, my arms have begun to be a little numb, and my body also has a faint feeling of overdraft, and the situation of other ordinary disciples is probably worse, I just don't know what the situation of Senior Brother Zhang is. ”

After speaking, he rubbed his sore arms again, but he couldn't help but think of Zhang Yuanzheng, who had been in this Jimo mining area for several years.

He sighed slightly, cleaned up briefly, and headed back the way he came. Although there is no map to guide him now, after his cultivation has reached the third level of Qi refining, his five senses have been opened, and it is no longer what it used to be, and he has never forgotten that this kind of excellent talent, which is the favor of heaven for ordinary mortals, is nothing to these monks, so he easily found the original path and returned with his body.

A strong burst of dazzling sunlight shone in from the mine entrance, and Ye Ling only felt a burst of white light rushing in his eyes, and suddenly a feeling of dizziness came.

He hurriedly half-covered his eyes with his hands, and it took a while to gradually get used to it, and only then did he see two disciples standing at the entrance of the mine, and the leader surnamed Liu was sitting at a table at this time.

"Why don't you come over here, what are you doing standing there!" The leader surnamed Liu looked at Ye Ling who was standing there, and suddenly felt that the person who came was very faced, it should be a newly recruited mining disciple, and immediately unceremoniously urged Ye Ling to come over.

The two disciples standing next to him immediately shouted, "Say you, come here." ”

Ye Ling glanced at them, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, then he stretched out again, walked over with a calm expression, and then threw the twenty pieces of red iron stones one by one in front of the leader surnamed Liu, and said calmly: "You count them." ”

The leader surnamed Liu glanced at Ye Ling, then swept the table with his divine sense, and nodded with satisfaction, "Well, it's good, I didn't expect you to be able to complete the task so quickly when you first went to the mine, not bad, not bad." Well, it's your reward. After speaking, with a wave of the sleeve robe, a golden arc swept by, and a low-level spirit stone burst out of the sleeve robe and landed on the table.

Ye Ling frowned, didn't say anything, picked up the spirit stone and walked outside.

The leader surnamed Liu glanced at Ye Ling's figure extremely strangely, and laughed twice, "Hehe" laughed twice, "This kid is also interesting." After speaking, he gently touched a cage next to him that held a hamster-like demon beast.

One of the disciples immediately stepped forward and patted the sycophants and said, "With Liu Tou and the Sniffing Spirit Mouse here, he has to be coiled even if he is a dragon, and he has to lie on his stomach if he is a tiger, he must be intimidated by your prestige, how dare he have half a complaint." ”

Another disciple immediately chimed in, causing the leader surnamed Liu to laugh heartily.

Ye Ling walked back to the stone house quickly, opened the protective formation of the stone house, and lay directly on the bed regardless of the mud on his body.

Although the stone bed was also extremely hard, it was undoubtedly an excellent enjoyment for Ye Ling, who was physically exhausted, at this time.

He let out a long breath, his chest gradually stabilized, he looked at the roof, and muttered to himself: "I have roughly figured out the following situation, but according to the current situation, I am afraid that I have already spent most of my time completing the most basic tasks every day, and I still have time to go out hunting beasts." Silkworm, what can you do? ”

The silkworm shook lightly in Ye Ling's mind a few times, "No." ”

Ye Ling smiled bitterly, and then shook his head again, "It seems that we can only take one step at a time, and see if there is a chance after a while." ”

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Picking up a piece of hematite stone that had fallen in the mud and stuffing it into a storage bag, Ye Ling's body flickered a few times, and then walked towards the inner mine road.

The deeper you go into the mine, the more dwarf plants that emit red light, but for some reason, the whole mine path becomes darker and darker, and the mine that could have accommodated four people in parallel is now narrow enough to only allow three people to pass through.

Ye Ling gently rubbed a piece of hematite stone embedded in the stone wall with his palm, the corners of his mouth slightly arced, and the iron pickaxe in his hand waved, and he quickly excavated.

The sound of "clang, clang" instantly broke the deathly silence here, and quickly spread from near and far along both ends of the mine.

Soon, there was a series of water stains splashing in the far side of the mine, and the sound was getting closer and closer, and it turned into a sparse footsteps, as if other mining disciples were walking towards this side.

Ye Ling's ears moved slightly, a trace of vigilance crossed the depths of his eyes, he put away the iron pickaxe in his hand, his eyes narrowed slightly and looked in the direction from which the voice came, at this time, he could already faintly see that there were two figures more than ten zhang away who were quickly walking towards this side.

After a few breaths, Ye Ling gradually saw the general appearance of the person who came.

One of the disciples was emaciated, his gray robe was stained with layers of mud, and his appearance was extremely ordinary. The other disciple was slightly chubby and pale as paper, probably because he had stayed under the mine for a long time and had not been exposed to sunlight.

Both of them were in the early stage of the seventh layer of qi refining.

Ye Ling's pupils shrank suddenly, and his brows furrowed.

The emaciated disciple showed a sneer on his face, and said first: "Yo, it looks very raw, it should be a newcomer." ”

Ye Ling's eyes quickly swept over the words "kill" embroidered on their robes, and there was a faint hint of clarity in his heart.

The slightly chubby disciple looked extremely impatient, "I asked you, wouldn't it be because I was stupid to see that we were the Seven Killings Gang?" Speaking of the back, he laughed heartily.

Ye Ling was not a stupid person, and when he saw that they were not good at coming, he understood their intentions. At this time, facing two Qi Refining Seventh-Layer cultivators at the same time, he knew that the chances of winning were not great, so he didn't want to entangle with them, so he turned around and wanted to leave.

The emaciated disciple's face instantly turned pale, and he casually shot a fireball towards Ye Ling, and the fireball swept through the mine, making a dazzling friction sound, like a small sun in this dim mine, roaring towards Ye Ling.

Ye Ling's heart sank slightly, and he began to understand in his heart that if he didn't solve the trouble in front of him, I was afraid that he would be entangled by the two of them in the future.

The shadows of his legs were stacked under his feet, his body swayed, and he easily dodged it against the edge of the stone wall, grabbed the iron pickaxe with his right hand, and smashed it towards the slightly chubby disciple.

The slightly chubby disciple obviously hadn't realized that Ye Ling had dared to advance instead of retreating, and fought back against him, and the panic on his face overflowed with panic.

The emaciated disciple seemed extremely calm, and as soon as he patted the storage bag, a ray of light erupted, and a three-inch-long short blade came up towards the iron pickaxe.

The corners of the emaciated disciple's mouth lifted slightly, and he spit out several magic tricks out of his mouth, and the magic seal in his hand was shot out again and again, only to see that on the originally plain short blade, an arc like a long snake was instantly ejected, and the entire short blade was like a lightning bolt at this time, and it was fast towards the iron pickaxe.

A deafening sound of metal handing over sounded in the silence of the mine.

Although the iron pickaxe is already a medium-grade magic weapon, it is only refined by the refining master of the sect to dig ore for the mining disciples, like Ye Ling, who is directly used to fight with others, I am afraid it is really rare.

At the same time, the iron pickaxe originally belonged to the sect, and it had been strictly stipulated that the disciples could not drip blood to recognize the master, and at this time, Ye Ling only relied on the exorcism technique and the short blade to hit hard a few times.

The arc of electricity that bounced off the short blade seemed to be extremely destructive, and soon the iron pickaxe showed some defeat.