I didn't think I'd make any trouble in this mining area, and I'm going to be honest about staying here for a while until my inner world is restored.

There are hundreds of pits in this mining area, and each pit has more than 10,000 miners.

Among the many mines, the things mined are different, some are high-quality spirit stones, and some are some ores containing special spiritual energy.

These ores can be refined into a variety of magic weapons, and their value is naturally needless to say.

The pit under the jurisdiction of Hannu is not small, it is enough to cover a radius of thousands of miles, and this pit produces something called green fluorite, which is very valuable.

The miners in this pit all looked numb and their eyes were dull. All of them look like puppets.

As Han Nu said, there are many people here who used to be very strong existences, but they have been abolished and cultivated, and they have become miners who eat and wait for death. A remnant of some of them. I was terrified, but after their power was abolished, their physical qi and blood also decayed.

Hannu introduced me to the miners and told them that I would be the second-in-command of the pit from now on. As a result, no one paid attention to it, and they all worked and ate silently.

There is no hope for these people, even if they are given a chance to escape from here, they will probably not leave, their hearts are completely dead.

After taking me to some of the areas he thought were more important, Hannu arranged for me a quieter place to stay, which was actually a stone house in a mine, although it was a little simpler, but I was quite satisfied.

After Han Nu left, I began to try to operate the Earth Burial Sutra in my body, trying to absorb the power of the leylines.

However, everything was in vain and did not have the slightest effect.

The inner heaven and earth are sealed, and the power in the body will dissipate inexplicably after it reaches the inner heaven and earth, which makes me feel very helpless.

Although the physical power of the Cave Void Realm can suppress the strong people under the Cave Void Realm, once you encounter a strong person in the same realm, you will definitely be beaten.

I had no choice but to keep running the burial scriptures and hoping for a miracle.

A few days later, while I was still trying to run the burial scriptures, I heard a low roar in my ears, and the earth trembled.

Immediately after, Han Nu's annoyed scolding voice came.

With a slight frown, I walked out of the stone chamber and headed for the direction where the voice had come from.

The smoke and dust were filled, and the Han Nu held a black leather whip and angrily beat some of the miners, who did not dare to dodge, holding their heads to bear the wrath of the Han Nu.

It wasn't until I got here that I realized what was going on.

A large hole in the pit has collapsed, and dozens of miners have been buried in it. The miners must have been killed. Hannu didn't care about the fall of those miners, he cared about this big hole, and ordered the surrounding miners to dig this big hole with all their might.

Every once in a while, someone from the He family will come here to collect green fluorite, if the amount of green fluorite is not enough, Han Nu will be punished, so at this time, after seeing the big hole collapse, Han Nu will be so irritable.

When the large hole in the collapse was cleared, the bodies of dozens of miners were transported, and Han Nu scolded and asked the bodies of these dozens of miners to be transported to the mass graves in the mining area.

I don't have the heart of a saint who is compassionate to the heavens, and when I look at these dozens of corpses, I just sigh a little in my heart.

However, the mass grave that Han Nu said made my heart move.

There are several so-called mass graves in the entire mining area, and the miners are all thrown there indiscriminately after they die. I had an idea in my mind, and I didn't know if it would be feasible. Decided to give it a try.

The fact that I was interested in mass graves made Han Nu a little stunned, but he didn't say much, and simply led me to the nearest mass grave from this mine.

The so-called mass graves. In fact, it is a rolling mountain range, white and boneless, and the air is extremely lifeless.

After I took away the Han slaves, my eyes shone as I looked at the mass grave mountain range. I was a little excited.

During this time, the burial scriptures have not had the slightest effect, and I am ready to change the method.

Realize the mystery of the cycle of life and death!

Once, I felt this kind of artistic conception in the inner heaven and earth. With its own special way, I wonder if it can be effective in this dead land?

I walked into the depths of the mass grave mountain range, to the place where the death was at its strongest, and brushed away the thick layer of bones on the ground. Grabbing the blackened dirt under the bones, he began to pinch the clay sculpture little by little.

The ultimate of life is death, and the ultimate of death is life!

A little yang in the extreme yin!

I don't know if I can do that, but it's really my only option.

Ignore the outside world. Kneading these clay sculptures every day, I might seem like a fool to others, and only I know what I'm doing.

Time passed, months passed in the blink of an eye.

Because I was staying at the mass grave for a long time. As a result, I was also contaminated with a lot of dead air, and the cold slave would come over every once in a while, and then leave after watching quietly from a distance for a while.

On this very day, the death qi in my body had reached an extremely strong level. If I continue, I may become a living dead.

A glint flashed in my dim eyes, and the black dirt in my hand shifted, and my gestures were slow. But the remnants of the Dao that are conjured up are very complicated.

A small civet clay sculpture took shape quickly in my hands, and in the process, the rich dead air in my body continued to pour into the body of this little tanuki.

This process lasted for nearly a stick of incense, and this is definitely the most time-consuming clay sculpture I have ever made.

I sweated profusely from my forehead, staring intently at the clay sculpture in my hand.

When the clay sculpture in his hand is fully formed, a little vitality appears in the clay sculpture. The originally dull eyes of the civet clay carving had a little agility at this time.

It's done!

I was ecstatic in my heart, and at this moment, that mysterious sense of life and death seemed to go to a higher level. Although the seal of the inner heaven and earth in my body has not been broken, I can feel its existence, and I can even faintly sense the power of the inner heaven and earth.

That's a good thing, if it continues. It is estimated that it will not take long to ......

At this moment, my ecstatic expression suddenly froze and I looked up at the sky.

"Boom ......"

A low thunderclap sounded above the sky, and a wisp of great avenue power descended.

This is not a catastrophe for four continents. It's the immortal tribulation of the fairy world!

It's just a little bit, but it's certainly not something I can afford now.

Why is this happening?

Needless to say, it must be because I made this clay sculpture.

Without the slightest hesitation, I threw the tanuki clay sculpture in my hand into the air, and I fled from the area in a frenzy.

Suddenly, a glimmer of gray lightning, or rather mist, descended into the clay sculpture that I had thrown out.

I'm glad, I'm glad that this immortal tribulation didn't lock me, otherwise even a hundred lives would not be enough to play.

However, what makes me feel strange is that after the immortal tribulation came. After the clay sculpture was hit, there was no movement.

There is a feeling of thunder and rain!

The coercion of the Great Dao has disappeared, and the world has returned to calm, so it stands to reason that I should leave here quickly. After all, no one knows if that immortal tribulation will appear again.

However, I didn't know what to think at this time, and the ghost sent the god to the place where the clay sculpture had just fallen.

The tanuki clay sculpture withstood the wisp of immortal calamity, and it was not annihilated, but had a little more spirituality, which surprised me. And what shocked me even more was that in the body of this civet cat clay sculpture, I sensed the coercion of the Great Dao.

If the power in this civet cat clay sculpture is exploded, it is estimated that even a true immortal will have to drink a pot!

I'm excited and surprised, in this way, this thing is also my hole card, if I can refine some more, then I won't be ......

Just as he was thinking about it, a lot of streamers in the distance rushed towards this side, as if they were attracted by the previous movement.

Patrol guards!

It was not advisable to stay here for long, and without the slightest hesitation, I hurriedly left the mass grave mountain range and hurried back to the area of the pit guarded by the Hannu.

Not long after I returned here, several streamers came to this area, and the brutal aura swept through.

"Han slave, get out of here for Lao Tzu and ask you something!" A deep voice of a large thorn resounded through the world.