It's just that they really think that they will break free from control and open the sky from now on?

Is it qualified to compete for the chance of the relics?

Lu Chengfei shook his head, he didn't express his opinion, everyone has their own life, at that time, he asked Wang Lao Er to arrest the loose cultivators who ran away, but it was not for Wang Lao Er's task, let alone for the convenience of brushing up on the adventure value.

The adventure value is quite fragrant, but is he Lu Chengfei that kind of person?

As the protagonist, Weiguang is exactly necessary, and Lu Chengfei is no exception, gathering them together is purely to protect them!

The strength of casual cultivation is low, and there are few in the late stage of the first product, basically in the middle of the first product, or the level of half-hanging.

With their strength, wandering through the ruins is tantamount to looking for death!

Being detained by Fang Ye and them is indispensable to endure some hardship, but as long as Lu Chengfei is there, they can save their lives.

Holding a spiritual weapon and a large number of hole cards, Lu Chengfei thinks that he is invincible.

As for those loose cultivators who were killed by flying insects, if he had to settle the account on Lu Chengfei's head, then he had nothing to say.

Lu Chengfei pushed his sunglasses.

Fang Ye Wang's second and fourth elder Xu and the others had ugly faces, at this time, there were nearly a hundred people on the field, but the cultivators who belonged to their original camp were less than thirty.

It's almost half less.

Outside the ruins, they are all strangers who have never known each other, and in order to win them over, they have not lost their blood.

As a result, now, it's gone.

Although their strength is stronger than that of Sanxiu, in the chaos, they actually don't have much advantage.

And in front of the flying insects, even more so.

Fang Ye's face was gloomy, and he died before he left the school, and that was the number of people...... Suddenly, Fang Ye was slightly stunned.

His ears trembled slightly, as if he had heard something, and his face was solemn.

The scene was originally a little noisy, but when they saw this scene, they suddenly quieted down, and they all looked at him nervously.

"They're all waiting here. Dropping these words, Fang Ye stepped a little and ran towards his side.

The crowd was uneasy.

Could it be that he heard something? Lu Chengfei listened carefully, but he didn't find any clues, but he heard the voices of many people who were so nervous that they swallowed their saliva.

Could it be that a half-step innate powerhouse has already begun to awaken his supernatural powers?

After thinking about it, Lu Chengfei could only attribute this to supernatural powers.

Speaking of innate supernatural powers, Lu Chengfei had asked his father before, but he didn't know anything about it, and he knew very little, so that his current understanding of supernatural powers was just a concept.

At that time, Lu Chengfei suspected that his father's cultivation might be a fake congenital.

After a while, Fang Ye came back, his expression still solemn.

Everyone looked at him nervously, and their hearts seemed to be about to beat to their throats.

"Someone has found a miniature spirit stone vein. "Silent for a while, Fang Ye said.

From nervousness to shock to ecstasy, it took only a short breath.

"Spirit stone veins! There are five hundred spirit stone veins that can form them!"

"I heard that Qingyang City's spirit stones have been tight recently, even if the purity is only thirty percent of the first-grade spirit stones, they will have to get two gold coins!"

"It's already up to three gold coins! If the purity reaches sixty percent of the first-grade spirit stone, the price will have to be doubled...... What are you waiting for, grab it!"

Hearing the spirit stone vein, everyone's eyes lit up.

It's just that at this time, I don't know who said quietly: "Even if there is a spirit stone vein, what does it have to do with our loose cultivation, our little life is still in the hands of others." ”

As soon as these words came out, it was like a plate of cold water, and the sound on the field was reduced by three-quarters.

Sanxiu was silent and looked at the person who spoke, so ...... Okay, what are you telling the truth......

Everyone looked at Boss Fang again.

The original high-spirited battle spirit was suddenly depressed, whether it could be reversed or not, now it is Fang Ye's decision.

Grandma's, he's a villain, okay...... Fang Ye muttered two sentences in his heart, but he was also a character, and he quickly made a decision.

"The group of people who are digging the spirit stones, plus the scattered cultivators controlled by them, the number of people is about sixty...... Each of you will get one of the spirit stone veins, and in addition, those who force back or kill the enemy can add two more for each person, and there is no upper limit. ”

Hearing this reward system, the cultivators' eyes lit up and their breath was short.

The united front, the next battle doesn't seem to have anything to plan, the tactics don't exist, mobilize the passion of scattered cultivation, rush over, and just scold it.

In terms of numbers and momentum, they have the advantage.

Fang Ye thought so, and did the same, when the group of people who were desperately digging spirit stones with shovels saw a team of nearly a hundred people coming out, screaming and killing. was suddenly shocked, and forgot to run for his life for a while.

Especially when he saw that there was a cultivator wearing sunglasses in the crowd, he was grabbing a large handful of spirit runes, and the spirit runes were thrown out, turning into a small sun, and he suddenly became even more desperate.

Regardless of whether you surrender or not, it is indispensable to be pressed to the ground and rubbed anyway.

Two quarters of an hour later, the battle ended.

The cultivator who had been digging the ground with a shovel before continued to dig the ground.

It's just that there are a few more fist marks on his face, and there are faint tears rolling in his eyes.

The cultivator with the shovel looked at the young man with sunglasses in despair, his eyes were resentful.

"Hahaha still has little money, why do we have to go down and dig the soil ourselves? Such a good coolie, don't waste much. ”

"It turns out that watching other people work is this taste, cool, really cool. ”

"Look, I've dug up the spirit stone again! Ergouzi, this spirit stone is yours! Peel it off and take a look, this is a few percent purity!"

Seeing a young man grinning and grabbing the mud on the ground and picking up the mud with his hands, everyone gathered around curiously.

Unless the innate strong person is more sensitive to the aura, he can sense the richness of the spirit stone, and accurately judge the purity of the spirit stone through the soil.

And a group of cultivators in the acquired realm like them, only by pulling the mud on the unearthed spirit stone, wiping it clean, and taking a closer look, can they judge the purity of the spirit stone.

Depending on the purity, the color and form of the spirit stone are different.

What purity spirit stones can be obtained depends on luck.

"White with yellow...... Well, sixty percent purity, considered medium, is not a problem to exchange for six or seven gold coins. ”

"It depends on the head...... Ouch yes, fist-sized, a top two. ”

"Blood is earned. ”

Seeing the prototype of the spirit stone in the hands of the second dog, everyone looked envious, and some were annoyed, knowing that they were going to come over just now.

......

An hour later.

The boundary where the spirit stone vein is located has been plowed back and forth almost several times, and after making sure that nothing is missing, Hanzi touched the big bald head, and moved the knife away from the neck of the digging and scattering with a disappointed face.

The sanxiu cried at that time.

"+55 adventure from the Weeping Retreat. ”

"+55 Adventure from Weeping Repair II. ”

"+55 Adventure from Weeping Sanxiu III. ”

"From ......"

Needless to say, this is Lu Chengfei's idea again.

And at this time, Fang Ye walked over with a smile, carrying a large handful of spirit stones, roughly calculated, no less than a hundred.

"The money is less, it's yours. ”