His mental power was exhausted, and the scanner could not be activated, so Wu Yi's eyes turned to Mo Lei, a fugitive slave standing aside in a daze.

The age is only similar to himself, wearing a dirty clothes made of unknown fabrics, and there is not a single ornament on his body.

However, he is a low-level monk with cultivation, but he is just a mortal.

There are two kinds of mine slaves in the Wuqiao Mountains.

Mortal miners, with a monthly mining quota of ten spirit stones, and miners in the qi induction period, with a quota of twenty.

The miner slaves during the induction period had a harder time. The use of divine consciousness in the mine will cause a serious backlash, and the mining of the imperial spirit weapon will easily cause collapse.

The spirit stone raw ore is generally wrapped in a mineral coat that covers the fluctuations of divine consciousness and spiritual power, whether it is a mortal or a monk in the Qi Induction Period, the difficulty of mining is the same, it is nothing more than that the latter is a little more flexible, and the mining task is twice as much!

The miners in this pit are all ordinary and low-level Qi induction early stage monks, if they are beautiful and talented people with a great future, how can they be assigned here?

Thirty "Flower Snake Whips" per month, regardless of whether they are mortals or monks, according to the different physical tolerances of each person, the strength of the "Flower Snake Whip" is also different, just hit the mine slave to the heart but will not hurt the muscles and bones, resulting in the impact on the next day's mining.

Wu Yi subconsciously calculated that this piece of raw ore could roughly cut out more than forty spirit stones, and there was still more to pay for a month's mining task.

When I first arrived, it should be feasible to give half of the mined spirit ore rough to the Qi Induction Stage monk in front of me in exchange for some care, right?

Or is the mine slave not even thinking about sharing it with him, but is trying to take it for himself or kill someone?

Thinking of this, he secretly glanced at the miner opposite, and subconsciously tightened the dirty T-shirt collar on his body.

The mine slave still didn't speak, and an embarrassing silence permeated the two strange men, Wu Yi restrained the fear in his heart, and asked curiously, "This spirit stone, can't you use it for cultivation?"

The scanner only gave advice on cultivating as soon as possible, but did not provide a method of how to cultivate, he wanted to observe how this mine slave cultivated, and then scan it into his mind and simulate it, so that he could step into the path of cultivation as soon as possible.

Mo Lei opened his mouth slightly, okay, this is a little white, especially white.

The violent spiritual power in the original stone of the spirit ore cannot be absorbed, and it needs to be cut into a uniform shaped spirit stone by a professional tailor who has been cultivated above in the later stage of the condensation according to the distribution of spiritual power, so that it can be absorbed by the monk.

At most, they can absorb natural spirit stone fragments about an inch in size, but this kind of fragment is hard to find, and even if there is, it is collected by the guards who patrol the mine every day.

For the sake of this large lump of rough stones underground, he replied patiently, "The original stones can't be used for absorption, otherwise, the miners with spiritual roots are all hiding in it to cultivate, whoever mines is stupid!"

Looking at Mo Lei's surprised eyes, Wu Yi asked again, "Linggen?"

Mo Lei was depressed and speechless, and met a mortal who had no knowledge.

He changed the subject and said, "You're in luck。。。。。。! There are rewards. ”

Although strictly speaking, this piece of raw ore belongs to the other party, but he has done his best, and the fugitive slave still has a trace of expectation in his heart.

Wu Yi dusted off the dust on his clothes and asked suspiciously, "How can you determine that this piece of raw ore was mined by me and not by you?"

Mo Lei smiled dumbly, "Don't worry, they are all hard-working people, and they won't do such a useless thing as robbing your mine, if you take the original mine to the cave to hand over the task, someone will want to see your number plate, and this mine will be recorded under your task name." ”

Wu Yi's heart tightened, and asked, "What numbered plate?"

Mo Lei groped around his waist, and a small black iron plate that seemed to be gold and non-gold appeared in the palm of his hand, and in the center of the iron plate, a row of numbers "nine, five, two, three" was engraved on the seal.

Wu Yi suddenly said, okay, if you find a brand like this, you won't be crossing the black household. Solve the problem of identity, and then slowly find the spiritual root of Narauszi.

He smiled and pretended to be relaxed, "Do you still have this brand? Give me a piece." ”

Mo Lei hesitated for a while, this numbered plate is the identity certificate of the mine slave, such a brand is thrown everywhere in this cave, I don't know how many mine slaves die in the dark mine every day, he also picked up a few on weekdays, and he may be able to use it on the way to escape.

It's okay to give him one, I'm afraid that the mysterious man in front of him has a suspicious identity and will cause some big disaster.

Wu Zhi Mo Lei hesitated, his expression became more and more relaxed, and he was no longer as eager as before, he said softly, "You give me the brand, I will help you find mines, I am lucky!"

Mo Lei no longer hesitated, stretched out his hand, and there was a small iron plate that was exactly the same in the palm of his hand, numbered "Nine Five Two Seven".

The meeting with the mysterious man was delayed, I am afraid that it was close to half an hour, and the guards everywhere were all in place, and the vacant guard that Mo Lei had calculated that had appeared for several months no longer existed, and today's escape plan died again.

This month's mining share has not been completed, and the "flower snake whip" in the evening is inevitable. Thinking of this, Mo Lei felt a shivering chill all over his body, those thirty whips were really difficult!

This whip is refined with the skin of the xenomorph flower snake in the extreme yin land, and when it is pumped on the body, the cold qi seeps into the bone marrow, if you can't complete the mining task for three consecutive months, congratulations, under the ninety "flower snake whips" in three consecutive months, the mortal miner's tendons are broken and fractured, the low-level monk Dao Ji is damaged, and the future of cultivation is bleak.

This "flower snake whip" torture is also the main reason why Mo Lei risked his life to flee.

He glanced at the large lump of spirit stone ore expectantly, and said enviously, "Are you going to hand in the task now?"

After getting the small iron card, Wu Yi's whole body relaxed, leaned against the stone wall, and Nunu said, "Do you have a cigarette?" ”

Mo Lei was inexplicable, "Smoke?

Wu Yi sighed lightly in his heart, and accidentally came here, don't think about the mouth blessing of swallowing clouds and spitting fog.

After hesitating for a moment, Wu Yi asked, "I haven't asked for advice yet, my name is honored?"

Mo Lei was in a trance for a while, and subconsciously reported his name, the word "Mo Lei", but it was very unfamiliar to his ears, he hadn't used this name for more than two years, and he had been using the title "Nine Five Two Three".

Two years ago, because the bottleneck in the early stage of qi induction was still insurmountable, he ventured deep into the Endless Sea to train, but encountered the slave trapping ship of the Wind Shadow Gate, so he had the nightmarish life of a mine slave these days.

He subconsciously asked, "What's your name?"

In a trance, the ordinary face of the man opposite bloomed with a hearty smile, "Wu Yi, mortal mine slave, please take care of me!"

Pointing to the raw ore underground, Wu Yi said, "Don't be busy with the task first, since there is a reward, let's go for a walk, maybe we will have a lot of luck today." ”

The two walked silently in the mine for most of the hour, finding nothing, Mo Lei felt that it was taken for granted, how could a mortal fugitive slave be lucky enough to find the original mine of Da Tu casually.

After two years of life as a miner, he was worried about the mining task at the end of every month, and it was impossible for a mortal to have a sharper sense than a monk in the early stage of Qi Enlightenment. Thinking about it, I really hit the luck just now, and I envy the other party's good luck for no reason.

Wufang Star is located in the mortal domain, the racial boundaries are not as clear as the spiritual domain, the sect family occupies the most abundant spiritual mountains and beautiful waters, and the psychic demon beasts are entrenched in the poor mountains and evil waters, and there are only a few plains suitable for mortals to live.

On the Kazama Plain and the Chengtian Continent, the various ethnic groups are intermingled, and the Yamanaka and the Chinese are not friendly or hostile, but they do not deal with the Saru tribe, which is also a weak race, and it is said that there is a precept that the two races do not intermarry with each other.

The mining slaves in this mine cave are nine times out of ten of the same clan traveling together, like Mo Wu and the two of them, the Chinese and the mountain tribe are matched, but it is very rare, and most of the mining slaves who come and go are surprised to see a few more times.

The miners, who dig stones in the dark caves all day long, run around every day for their livelihood, who have the leisure to care about the differences in body appearance, hair and beard color, and live together for years or even decades, and are used to seeing it.

It is often the young and energetic thorns who really stir up racial disputes.

The two of them walked in the direction of the mine, and they came across such a thorn in the head.

It is not very accurate to say that they met, because when the two walked to a fork in the road not too far from the entrance of the cave, this red-haired strong man with a scar on his face and a round waist seemed to have been waiting for a long time, and when he saw the large piece of raw ore in Wu Yi's hand, he smiled happily and grinned with yellow teeth.