On this day, the zombie itself looked weak, and there was an air mass the size of a human head in front of him, which was jet black and slowly rotating.

"My Origin, .......!"

After thinking about it, the zombie deity still plans to use his own zombie origin to strengthen these messy little zombies, after all, the Flying Immortal Wasteland has begun to be in chaos, and no one can guarantee that it will not be affected.

I saw that the zombie deity's hands changed the technique, and suddenly a black light mask emanated from the body of the zombie deity, and quickly diffused towards the vicinity.

In less than a moment, a huge black light mask appeared in the depths of the Blue Moon Mine Cave, and the light mask covered the zombie itself and these dense little zombies.

"Go ......!"

The zombie deity held up its weak body, and the fingers of his right hand controlled the zombie origin the size of a human head in front of him, and flew towards the center of the black light mask.

Bang!

The size of a human head, the jet-black zombie origin burst in the center of the light mask, and suddenly a black mist filled the entire light mask, and the inside of the light mask was suddenly black.

The zombie deity teleported out of the light mask, took out a large number of precious materials from the mustard seed space, and threw them into the light mask one after another, but his face was full of heartache.

"I hope you don't waste the uncle's materials and origin qi in vain, otherwise the uncle will be wronged to death!"

The zombie deity looked pained, looking at the spirit stones he had worked so hard to save, which were used a lot by the large array, and then these little zombies needed a lot, and there was no material for the Wanfa Mountain in the mustard seed space to absorb.

"Whew... Oh... Roar... Whew..."

All kinds of terrifying howls came out from the black light mask, and the little zombies inside were already slowly absorbing the origin qi and various materials of the zombie deity.

In the mine above the black light mask, there were more than 100,000 strong mortals, digging hard to dig the ore embedded deep in the walls of the mine, and every miner's face was full of smiles.

Because some time ago, there were a few messages from the Immortals.

The first piece of news: If you don't steal, if you have been mining for ten years, you will receive ten gold ingots and go home.

Second message: long-term miners, the miner's family can distribute three gold ingots per year.

The third message: Shangxian can check at any time, and if there are strong-willed people, they can be accepted as disciples.

...

After all the miners heard the news, they were like crazy, the forces established by the powerful miners before were disbanded, and they just wanted to work hard, and they were accepted as apprentices by the immortals, or for three gold ingots a year.

In the past, the miners would die almost every day, but now it is much better, there are meat pieces of food every day, everyone can eat a full stomach, if there is a disease or injury, the upper immortal gate will also give out pills.

Most of the miners chose the second one, long-term mining, three gold ingots a year, and a few people chose to go home with ten gold ingots after ten years, but almost all miners fantasized about the third one in their hearts.

Li Mao looked at the ore on the cave wall at this time, and picked up the miner's hammer and smashed it next to the ore on the cave wall.

Li Mao's family is not good, his mother has always been weak and sickly, and his father wanted to go up the mountain to make up for Li Maoniang's body, but he didn't expect to disappear after that.

Li Maoniang was left to depend on each other, and her mother dragged her weak body to raise Li Mao to adulthood, and Li Mao also reached the age when she should say that she was a daughter-in-law, but she was poor, and no girl was willing to marry him.

One spring, Li Mao was doing farm work in the field, and suddenly his eyes turned black, and when he woke up, he found that he had come to the current mine.

From then on, a hellish life began, mining a little slower, would be whipped with a leather whip, and every day there would be no food, no warm clothing, and work that would overdraft one's life.

When he came to the mine for the second year, one day Li Mao saw that several people carried a tall figure out of the mine, and the guards ordered Li Mao and others to dig a big pit and bury the figure that was still breathing but had been injured.

Li Mao looked at this figure that was about to be buried, and suddenly knelt on the ground and suffered loudly, because this figure was his father, although Li Mao's father disappeared when he was very young, but his father's appearance has always been deeply imprinted in Li Mao's mind.

When the guards saw Li Mao in pain, they threw up their leather whips and beat Li Mao fiercely, Li Mao endured the heartache in order to take revenge and see his mother, and buried his father in the pit.

...

Every time Li Mao thought of this, he felt that he would have inexhaustible strength in his body, picked up the miner's hammer, and fiercely mined the ore that showed a glimmer of light.

Syllable... Syllable... Syllable...

"What's your name?"

Li Mao was pounding the stones around the ore, and suddenly a question came from behind him, Li Mao turned around and found an old man standing in the air, immediately lowered his head, knelt on the ground and replied respectfully: "Hui Shangxian, the little one is named Li Mao!"

"Li Mao, you are very good, are you willing to enter the gate of immortality?"

The old man is Gong Lao, Gong Lao looked at this young man who was thin but full of strength and asked.

"Uh, the little ones are willing, the little ones are willing!"

Knock knock...

When Li Mao heard the immortal ask him if he wanted to enter the gate of immortality, he immediately kowtowed to the old man, and his forehead hit the hard ground hard.

"Good!"

Li Mao only heard a "very good", and suddenly became dizzy, and when he woke up, he found that he was already in a big cave, and the cave was like a fairyland.

Li Mao was attracted by the fairyland-like cave mansion and his thoughts.

"I haven't met my son yet, why are you stunned!"

A shout suddenly exploded in Li Mao's mind, Li Mao suddenly came back to his senses, only to see a young man sitting not far in front of him, the old man he had seen just now stood respectfully next to the young man, and the young man looked at him and smiled.

"Little Li Mao, meet you... Childe!"

Li Mao suddenly knelt on the ground again and kowtowed respectfully to the young man not far away.

"Get up!"

The young man is Tian Dazhuang's immortal clone, and the immortal clone looked at this young man named Li Mao kowtowing to him, and suddenly waved his hand, and Li Mao was lifted to stand up.

Li Mao felt as if his body was wrapped in a very soft piece of cotton and stood up, and his heart became more and more respectful to the young man not far away.

"Elder Gong, Li Mao will be handed over to you, you can take him down!"

"Don't worry, Childe, I will teach him well!"

"Come with me!"

Li Mao saw the old man next to the young man and walked towards him, and Li Mao immediately followed the old man out of the fairyland-like cave.

......

"With my concern for my mother, I was forced to bury my biological father with my own hands, and my thin body can still last for so many years, and my will is very strong!"

The cultivator clone looked at Li Mao, who was taken away by Gong Lao, and sighed in a low voice.