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"Mining, auntie, let's not talk about what kind of mine to dig for, how do you say I dig with my bare hands?"

Ling Xiaoye's eyes widened when he heard Qin Ruoli say that his new cultivation was mining. Pen ~ fun ~ Ge www.biquge.info it's not that he hasn't dug before, I think that at the beginning, he and his senior brother were hired to dig refined iron ore in a low mine for half a month. Every day is spent in the jingle of shovels, tired and half dead, this kind of day is still vivid, it is simply miserable.

"Yes, we've been out for three months, and we only have money to spend, how can we do it without income. You see that the old lady's hands are as soft as water, and she is weak and can't help the wind, so she is not suitable for mining, so good nephew, hurry up to dig those medium-grade refined iron ore, and when she goes out, she will sell it to subsidize the consumption of this period of time. ”

Qin Ruoli rubbed his hands, pursed his lips, and made a pitiful appearance.

"Well, the body of the young man, the life of the miner, I will go. ”

Ling Xiaoye couldn't guess what benefits Qin Ruoli gave him from his cultivation, so he simply ignored it so much and came directly to a place of soft soil.

"Auntie, are you sure there is a medium-grade refined iron ore down there?" Ling Xiaoye pointed to his feet.

"Well, I've explored this area carefully, and there are many traces of digging, but they are all quite shallow, and they only dig up the upper layer of cuprite. Underneath where you are, there is a subtle fluctuation of veins that I've encountered, so I'm sure there's a vein down there, and it's not low-grade. ”

"As you said, there are veins underneath, but should I dig them by hand or with my sword?

"Stupid, it's easy for a martial artist monk to open a mountain and break stones, you use your martial arts and mana or something, won't you just blast this place out of a big hole?"

This is also called mining, isn't it destruction? Ling Xiaoye muttered in his heart.

Then he unleashed his basic fist technique, condensed his mana, and smashed down the ground with a bang.

A small pit the size of a watermelon appeared in the ground.

When he took out his sword and used the Storm Sword Technique, the small pit expanded to the size of a carriage's wheel, and it didn't necessarily go a few inches deeper.

He took out a double-sided axe of an unlucky bandit and threw the gravel and dirt out of the pit.

"Really, at this speed, how long does it take to dig deep underground!"

Complaining and kneeling and complaining, he still repeated the method just now and dug a pit first.

At least I had dug with my brother before, and I still knew how to dig holes, but at that time, I dug purely by brute force with hoes and shovels. It's better now, and there are martial arts mana that can be used at will without worrying about the scolding of the mine owner.

After digging for a whole day, the further I dug down, the harder it became, and I frequently used my martial arts, but I didn't necessarily dig deeper. And the lower you go, the more difficult and dangerous it is, so you have to control your fists and sword tricks more carefully, in case you use too much force, the mine collapses and he is in danger.

Ling Xiaoye took out all the things in the Qiankun bag and gave it to Qin Ruoli to help keep it, and then put all the mud and stones dug up in the bag, and when he had accumulated enough, he took it out and threw it away.

Then he went and cut down a large number of wooden and iron branches, each about the size of a fist, and piled them up at the mouth of the cave.

The mine was diagonally downward, making it easy for him to get in and out. I saw that he was busy, and he used thick branches to support himself in the mine, which at least increased a lot of safety.

A month passed like this, and Ling Xiaoye repeated every day to use the fist and sword technique to mine, pour soil, and prop up branches. The mine is getting deeper and deeper, and it takes a lot of effort to make a round trip. , still haven't seen the second-grade refined iron ore, which can't help but make Ling Xiaoye a little anxious.

Qin Ruoli went to fetch a few wild animals every day, just to check around to see if there were any bandits, and he didn't care if Ling Xiaoye dug it or not.

Ling Xiaoye continued to dig, but he felt that his body was getting stronger and stronger, the muscles were not so obvious, but now those curved outlines had already appeared, and the force of the explosion was even greater. Although there were still two thousand-pound stones tied to his body, Ling Xiaoye's body and footwork were getting stronger, so it didn't look so heavy.

The swordsmanship and boxing are also freely controlled, and there was no such consciousness before, but now the intention is free, and the punches and swords are very smooth, and the control force is also free.

As for night vision, in the past, I could only see more than one zhang of places, and now I can see more than three zhang away in the dark mine for a long time.

Thinking carefully about his harvest in the past month, Ling Xiaoye realized Qin Ruoli's hard work again, smiled slightly, and continued to dig again. Now, he is very skillful in his movements, and he quickly dug up a few feet of mud and rock.

Half a month passed, and with his faint divine thoughts, Ling Xiaoye still sensed the slight fluctuations in the cave, and in front of him should be the mineral vein that Qin Ruoli said.

A feeling of joy sprouted from the bottom of my heart, so many days of hard mining, finally waiting for the moment of harvest.

Speeding up, Ling Xiaoye clearly felt the sparks that burst out when the tip of the sword collided with the ore.

With another sword, he didn't want the sword that had been with him for months to break like this. It took a lot of effort to pull out a small piece of refined iron ore from the vein.

Ling Xiaoye took the ore out of the mine cave and brought it to Qin Ruoli to take a look.

Qin Ruoli picked up the small piece of ore, looked at it, and said with an excited expression: "You look at the gloss of the section, it is obviously crystal clear, it may not only be medium-grade refined iron ore, it may be high-grade refined iron ore." Well, if there are a lot of them, after you go back and sell them, you can at least buy a lot of second-grade and third-grade pills. ”

Seeing Qin Ruoli say this, Ling Xiaoye jumped up happily, now he was going to become a rich man. A few months ago, he was envious of others spending money at the door of the trading house, but now that he has dug up a vein, he has the opportunity to try it.

Qin Ruoli said coldly: "Even if you move the entire ore vein and sell it, it may not be as valuable as the hand of a Phantom God powerhouse. ”

Like a basin of cold water, Ling Xiaoye's ecstasy was extinguished.

She smiled and said, "However, you dig more, and after you sell it, buy some pills that make you stronger, so that you can make you stronger, that's better than magic weapons or something." ”

"That's right, then I'll continue to dig and dig enough of this bag. ”

After all, Ling Xiaoye is still a teenager, and he has not yet reached the point of being pessimistic about money, and he also has the idea of using money.

Although Qin Ruoli was slightly shocked, he was still full of energy, returned to the mine, and began to mine.

He dug for another five days, mostly except for eating and resting, and finally filled the bag with ore.

Qin Ruoli looked at Ling Xiaoye, who came out of the mine with a gray face, more than a month of mining had made his body tattered, if it weren't for his spiritual expression, maybe others would have thought that this was called Huazi from somewhere.

She took Ling Xiaoye and took off into the air. After flying for a while, they came to a lake and went down to the ground.

She took out a set of clothes from the Qiankun bag, threw it to Ling Xiaoye, and asked Ling Xiaoye to take a bath while she went to hunt some game.

Ling Xiaoye quickly stripped naked, pierced himself in the blue water, and then swam in this clear lake, like a big fish, shuttling around.

When he was tired of swimming, he carefully scrubbed the dirt on his body, and suddenly he was refreshed, and he went ashore and put on new clothes.

Not long after, Qin Ruoli also came back, taking a small wild boar with him. Ling Xiaoye took the little wild boar, divided it by two, cut the belly of the wild boar, took out the internal organs, and cleaned it. I shaved my sideburns again, washed them again, and then roasted them by the fire.

After a while, the sizzling boar was almost ripe, and he put some spice ingredients, and at once the enticing fragrance spread.

Ling Xiaoye cut a piece of pork chop for Qin Ruoli, and unceremoniously picked up his hind leg and gnawed it.

After eating, Ling Xiaoye meditated and rested, feeling the harvest of more than a month.

Qin Ruoli only ate the pork chop, and then talked to Ling Xiaoye, she first went around the neighborhood to find out if there was a suitable place to practice.

The afternoon sun is shining, and the breeze blows across the lake, creating layers of ripples. The green mountains and green waters, the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers, a good scenery and beautiful colors, and the name of this death mountain range, quite incompatible.

But this beautiful tranquility was broken by a group of people who were in a hurry.

More than two dozen dignified people were hurrying across the lake, and some of them with low cultivation were sweating profusely and looked quite flustered.

They obviously didn't realize that there was also a meditating Pulse Seal Realm martial artist by the lake, and just as they were drinking some water by the lake to take a break, a woman saw Ling Xiaoye, and then talked to the leader.

This leader is a young man, wearing the uniform of the sect of Hailongmen, with a calm expression, standing out from the crowd in a panic.

The young man thought about it for a while, and decided to investigate the man by the lake, and if his cultivation was good, he could be drawn into their ranks. If the cultivation is too bad, then tell him that it is not peaceful here, and tell him to leave quickly, which is considered a good deed.

So the group walked in the direction of Ling Xiaoye, and in a moment they arrived in front of Ling Xiaoye, who was still meditating with his eyes closed.

"Senior brother, I know this young man. More than a month ago, in the northern part of the Death Mountain Range, this young man single-handedly defeated the bandits and saved the names of seven of our Hailongmen people. ”

The person who spoke was Niu Qinglin, this martial artist actually remembered that Ling Xiaoye saved their lives, but he also remembered the sword of his cousin Niu Qingzhi in Ling Xiaoye's hand. Then he continued:

"But this young man, somehow, has the sword of our Sea Dragon Sect disciple. ”

"What?" said the leading young man in a low voice, a little shocked. The young man in front of him was able to defeat a group of bandits, and he obviously had something extraordinary, but he had the sword of a disciple of the Sea Dragon Sect in his hand, which couldn't help but make his expression solemn.

I saw that the leading young man gently drew a spear and approached Ling Xiaoye directly.