Back in the small courtyard of his home, Lin Lin went straight to the house, found an axe for chopping wood in the corner, and then returned to his room and closed the door. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Lin Lin sat cross-legged directly on the ground, picked up the axe in both hands, calmed down the agitated mood, closed his eyes, and mobilized his spiritual power according to the method recorded in the Jinyuan battle body.

Spiritual power is the extension of the soul, and the stronger the soul, the stronger the spiritual power.

The strength or weakness of the soul is determined by birth, and it cannot be cultivated by nurture.

Forestry's spiritual power flowed down his arm and poured into the axe, and this spiritual power seemed to build a bridge between forestry and the axe, completely linking the two.

Lin Lin felt that the axe in his hand seemed to have become his other body, and he could clearly sense the existence of gold sources in the axe.

The spiritual power slowly guided Jin Yuan, and gradually converged, a faint cyan air flow drilled out of the axe, and Lin Lin carefully controlled the cyan air flow, followed his arm into the body, and finally stopped at the dantian.

The spirit of forestry is attached to the cyan air flow, and it can be clearly 'seen' that after this cyan air flow enters the dantian, it condenses into a gas ball the size of a needle tip, which is translucent and so small that it is invisible to the naked eye.

This is the first step in cultivating the Golden Source Battle Body, condensing the Golden Source Bead, and the Golden Source Bead is the foundation of cultivating the Golden Source Battle Body.

This cyan gas ball was just the prototype of the Jin Yuan Bead, and when this Jin Yuan Bead transformed into a solid bronze ball the size of a pigeon's egg, it could be regarded as a bronze battle body.

"Huh......" Forestry exhaled a breath of turbidity, and his eyes opened with joy, "The top priority is to get more metals as soon as possible to absorb the gold source." ”

All that remained of the axe in Forestry was the wooden handle, and the blade had been reduced to finely fragmented residue, like sand, that fell on Forestry Forestry's coiled legs.

After patting off the residue on his legs, Forestry secretly thought to himself, how can he get a lot of metal, it will definitely not work to buy it with money, Forestry knows that his father has no money anymore, and his family is not rich.

Suddenly, the forestry industry lit up in his eyes, instead of spending money to buy metal, it is better to go to the mine!

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Time flies, half a year is like a white horse, passing in a flash.

Not far to the west of Bluestone Town, there is an open-pit mine, producing black iron, which has been mined for more than ten years.

On the mine, the miners are sweating and digging.

"Brother Hei, why has this black iron ore become more and more difficult to dig recently, it has been dry for a long time before I dig a basket, and if it continues like this, there will be no life. A small, yellow-skinned young man stopped the pickaxe in his hand and complained to the dark-skinned young man who was mining beside him.

"Damn, who knows? I used to be able to dig three or four baskets in half a day, I guess! This open-pit mine is about to be hollowed out. The dark-skinned young man was also scolding.

Not far from the two miners, Forestry bent down to pick up the excavated ore and threw it into the basket, while using his mental power to control the gold source in the black iron ore under his feet, and the hair-like cyan air flow continued to pour into his body from Forestry Forest's ankles, which was extremely secretive.

Hearing the miners' conversation, Forestry was so happy that no one could suspect him.

For half a year, forestry came here every day to work for half a day, secretly absorbing gold sources, and the rest of the time was to go to the back mountains to temper the body.

Now, Jin Yuanzhu has grown to a soybean-sized entity, turning in the forestry dantian, and the strength of forestry itself has also stepped into the second-grade mortal body three months ago.

"The effect of the gold source of this black iron ore is getting worse and worse, the gold source beads have not increased at all in the past few days, and the gold source on the surface of the mine has also been sucked by me. "Forestry is secretly distressed.

With the gradual increase in the volume of the gold source beads, the quality of the gold source in the black iron ore can no longer keep up with the growth of the gold source beads, and the forestry industry has also found that there is a limit to the scope of his absorption of the gold source, as long as it is more than five meters away from the gold source, his spiritual power will not be able to contact.

"Hey...... , it seems that we have to find a higher quality gold source. "In the past six months, Forestry has watched Jin Yuanzhu gradually increase every day, and this feeling of improving his strength has made him addicted.

Thinking of the power of the bronze battle body, Forestry was on fire in his heart, since the gold source bead in his body became an entity, Forestry found that the bronze battle body could be opened, although it was not the peak of the bronze battle body, but Forestry was still stunned when it was opened for the first time, and then he was ecstatic......

"Red Sickle Village is coming, run!" Suddenly, a middle-aged man in gray clothes ran outside the mine, waving his hand in horror and shouting loudly.

"Steward, the Red Sickle Village is really here. A miner ran up to him and asked anxiously.

Red Sickle Village is famous in Qishan City, is a group of more than 300 people of horse thieves gang, has always committed crimes in some remote towns in Qishan City, after hiding in the mountains, slippery like a loach, but also a fast horse, come and go like the wind, every time the city guards arrive late, the horse thieves have long not known how far to run.

"It's true, you've already attacked Bluestone Town, and you're looting on the streets, so hurry up! The red scythe thief is cruel and murderous, and the mine is a place where the day is making money, and when the robbery is over, Bluestone Town will inevitably come to loot here." The gray-clothed steward replied with an anxious face, but the palm of his hand imperceptibly touched the gold ticket in his arms, and he was secretly happy in his heart, although he was a steward, he usually looked beautiful, but in fact, the monthly money was only five taels of gold, "Hmph, when the mine is in chaos, I will be caught in it, and I will go out while the chaos is messed up, even if I find that the money in the account room is gone, it will be counted on the head of the horse thief." ”

"When the time comes, I will find a place that no one knows, put dozens of acres of land, and take a few beautiful wives and concubines, wouldn't I be happy like a fairy. The gray-clothed steward seems to have seen his happy life in the future.

The truth is indeed as expected by the gray steward, the gray steward's words are like a drop of cold water in hot oil, the mine is instantly a mess, a mess, a noisy, mining tools are thrown everywhere, the miners scatter in all directions, and they hate the loss of two legs.

"My father and mother are still in Bluestone Town, and I want to go back. ”

"Oh my son, don't you want to have an accident! ”

Most of the miners who lived in Qingshi Town did not escape, but because they couldn't let go of their families, they rushed to the direction of Qingshi Town, and forestry was also mixed in.

"I don't know what happened to my father and Uncle Yan and Aunt Li, but don't have an accident!" Forestry was anxious, and he exerted all his strength under his feet, and in a blink of an eye, he threw off everyone behind him.

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Liufu, as the number one household in Qingshi Town, is naturally a piece of fat in the eyes of horse thieves, and some people and horses are left in Hongjiazhai to loot on the street, and the rest of the people and horses are directly killed in Liufu.

"Da-da-da-da. "There was a dense sound of horses' hooves in the streets.

On top of a tall black horse, at the head of the horse, rode a stout man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, dressed in yellow, with a scar on his face that almost split the entire face in half, from the center of the eyebrows to the jaw, adding to his ferocity.

This person is Deng Biao, the owner of the Red Sickle Village.

Beside Deng Biao, there is also a young man wearing a cyan power suit with a yin owl on his face, who is the second leader of the Red Sickle Village, Yuan Qing.

"Brothers, after this ticket, we can live happily for half a year. Deng Biao rode on the horse and roared loudly, "When the fight starts later, if anyone pretends to be cowardly to me, don't blame me for turning my face and not recognizing people." ”

"Huzi, how far is it to go. Deng Biao asked a small leader with a sideways head.

"Owner of the village, it's not far ahead. Huzi replied respectfully, "The brothers have stepped on it, and they can't be wrong." ”

"Okay, all dismounted. Deng Biao commanded loudly.

A group of horse thieves dismounted.

"Second brother, do you have anything to add. Deng Biao asked Yuan Qing beside him.

"Hmm. Yuan Qing nodded, then turned around and yelled at the group of horse thieves: "After the attack, if anyone dares to touch a woman and waste time, they will not be spared, and they will play whatever they want when they go back." ”

"Obey the instructions of the second master. The horse thieves responded in unison.

Yuan Qing nodded with satisfaction.

"Okay, follow me in. Deng Biao shouted, "When you get close to the landlord's house, move lightly, don't make a sound, I want to kill him by surprise, and the tiger will lead the way." ”

Huzi nodded.

A group of horse thieves quietly touched Liufu.

Next to the gate of Liufu, several guards were chatting boredly.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, one of the guards saw a group of people holding blood-colored scythes attacking Liufu, and the blood-colored scythe in the hands of the leader was even more long, and the scythe blade was red as if it was about to drip blood.

"The Red Scythe Village is here, hurry up and ring the bronze bell for summoning!!" the guard shouted with a frightened expression.

Forestry is flying rapidly on the streets of Qingshi Town, he has already gone home to see, it may be that the location of the forestry family is relatively remote, far away from the market, so no horse thief is interested in his family, knowing that his father is safe, Forestry is also slightly relieved.

Looting horse thieves can be seen everywhere on the streets, and on the streets that were still prosperous in the past, there is chaos at the moment, with debris everywhere, women's cries, horse thieves' beating and scolding, and the cries of the elderly and children are mixed together.

When Yan Shan heard the bell and arrived, Yuan Qing had already brought many horse thieves into the mansion, and Deng Biao took the remaining horse thieves to fight with the guards who came one after another at the gate of the east courtyard.

At the entrance of the east courtyard, there was already a river of blood flowing at this moment, and there were stumps and broken bones everywhere, and the guards of the Liufu and the horse thieves were fighting together.

Yan Shan directly joined the battle group, and the Avalanche Fist was exerted to the extreme, and the double fist dance seemed to have turned into countless fists, and all the horse thieves who were hit by his fist were vomiting blood and flying, and after a while, more than a dozen horse thieves had been killed, and both fists were soaked in blood.

The giant scythe in Deng Biao's hand flew, but whenever it fell, a good head flew up, and Yan Shan, who joined after seeing it, killed more than a dozen of his brothers in the blink of an eye, and was immediately furious.

"Give me death. With a loud shout, Deng Biao bounced up on his knees, flew towards Yanshan, and slashed out with the sickle in his hand, carrying a piercing scream.

Yan Shan smashed a horse thief's chest with a punch, and a strong wind suddenly came from his ears, and he didn't have time to dodge in a hurry, so he quickly pulled out the long knife on his waist and blocked it with a backhand.

"Bell. "Gold and iron resonate, sparks burst out.

The two of them were shocked, and they both took a few steps back, dissipating their strength.

"Damn, where did this little landlord come from such a strong man. Deng Biao's heart was shocked, although it was only a hand-to-hand blow, he knew that he was inferior to the other party, because he was prepared to attack, and the other party was able to force him back in a hurry.

"Take your life. Yan Shan roared angrily, abandoned his fist and made the knife, and the long knife turned into a silver ray, and it was in front of Deng Biao in an instant.

"Bell. The giant scythe intercepted Yan Shan's long knife, and the strong wind shot out, and then the giant scythe in Deng Biao's hand hooked towards Yan Shan's head.

Yan Shan's body looks strong and clumsy, but in fact, his steps are flexible, fast as a ghost, he lowered his head to dodge the giant scythe, and then the long knife in his hand turned into a phantom, and one knife was faster than the other.

Fast as lightning, the knife trail is fluttering!!

"Bell, bell, bell. The giant sickle dance in Deng Biao's hand was impenetrable, and he passively connected to Yanshan's attack, and gradually became a little tired of coping, and secretly complained in his heart.