The passage of the mine is small, only enough for two cars to pass side by side, like a sheep's intestine path, winding and spiraling to the ground. The light inside is dim, there is only an oil lamp every twenty meters apart, the dim light swayed like a grain of rice, and the whole passage looked a little calm and weird.

However, neither of them is an ordinary person, so they are naturally not afraid of darkness like mortals, but what makes people unbearable is the pungent smell of sulfur inside. The further you go inside, the stronger the smell becomes, as if it fills the entire space, suffocating and making it difficult to breathe.

"Hmm...... It stinks" Duanmu madness followed Wu Xing all the way, and after walking for a quarter of an hour, he couldn't stand it, the smell of sulfur was too pungent, even if he held his breath for a while, he was dizzy from the smoke, and he couldn't help but complain.

Seeing Duanmu's madness, Wu Xing immediately laughed, "Hahaha...... Now I know that it stinks, I told you not to come in, and you didn't listen, but fortunately I brought some precautions with me, otherwise I would have been smoked to death by you this time. ”

He fumbled around with the space ring, took out two silk scarves and poured them in water, handed one over, and said, "Take this with you, or you'll faint before you get to the mining place." ”

Duanmu didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, took the silk scarf and wrapped it directly on his face, which made him feel better. The two of them continued on their way, and walked for about half an hour before they came to the mining site.

Here, I don't know how many meters have been deep underground, and the air is not only thin but also mixed with the smell of sulfur that is extremely strong, which makes people feel sick. Even if it was a silk scarf through the wet water, Duanmu Maniac felt sick to his stomach and dizzy.

However, the miners here are completely different from the situation of Duanmu Mania, they seem to have become accustomed to the environment here, one by one holding shovels, shovels and other things, full of energy, and the whole mining site is in full swing.

Those who can be recruited to come here to mine Yuanshi, these miners are naturally not ordinary people, they are all warriors. With their powerful excavation, pieces of yuan stone billets were mined, and after being polished by others, they turned into crystal clear yuan stones, and finally loaded into the car and transported outside, and received by the steward into the space ring.

Duanmu gritted his teeth secretly, and when he thought that these white-flowered Yuanshi were about to be taken away by that hateful old boy, he was furious, and he roared in his heart, "These are mine, all of them are mine." ”

He was furious, and secretly scolded the eighteenth generation of the ancestor in charge, as if these yuan stones were really his personal belongings, and he didn't think that these yuan stones actually had nothing to do with him.

After settling down, Duanmu pretended to wander leisurely around the mining field, his eyes rolling, trying to find an opportunity to take the sheep by the hand. The guards who were originally guarding here ignored his behavior, and they never paid attention to him again except for a glance at him when he just came in, after all, the guards of Sulfur Valley were very strict, and outsiders couldn't mix here, plus he was wearing the clothes of the Wuyue Sect, these people naturally let him go.

Duanmu walked around frantically, his eyes looking around, as if he was full of novelty about everything inside, no one thought that he was trying to take the sheep by the hand, and even Wu Xing, who was traveling with him, was concealed.

But after walking around, his face was pulled down, a little gloomy, if someone ripped off the silk scarf on his face at this time, he would definitely see that he had a black face, and the strictness of the guards in the mining field was beyond his expectations, and there was no way to do it.

After years of mining, the area of this mining area is not small, but there are people guarding it in all directions, and he secretly observed it and found that there are no dead spots in those places where the Yuan Stone is placed, as long as there is a movement, it will be detected immediately. And where the guards can't see it, there are pieces of Yuanshi mines, and they can't even see the shadow of Yuanshi, do you want him to copy the shovel himself to mine?

"It's unlucky. Duanmu couldn't help but curse in a low voice, he originally wanted to come in and do a big ticket, but he was smoked half to death, and he didn't even catch a single hair from Yuanshi.

"Senior Brother Duanmu, what are you muttering? What are you talking about? You probably didn't want to attack the Yuanshi here, right?" Wu Xing asked in a confused low voice. The guy in front of him was still in high mood just now, like a lion in heat, rampage everywhere, how could he suddenly be so low as the river flowing down, and he was still angry, as if someone owed him money and didn't pay it back, which made Wu Xing both puzzled and stunned.

"I didn't ...... No, I didn't dare to make any of them, I just said it smells bad. Duanmu waved his hand again and again, flatly denying it, but a pair of eyes were still rolling around, obviously not dead.

"It's good if you don't have it" Wu Xing breathed a sigh of relief, and the big stone in his heart was also put down, the appearance of Duanmu Madness before really made him very worried, he was really afraid that this bold guy would have something to do here, he hurriedly said, "Senior Brother Duanmu, now you have seen and seen this mining site, let's go out, the smell here is too bad." ”

"Oh, good...... All right. Duanmu was reluctant to give up, glanced around again, and then agreed to leave. Just as he was about to take a step, a voice sounded, as if it were a thunderbolt in the clear sky, which startled him on the spot, and even his body trembled.

"Crazy boy, don't leave, get rid of the kid next to you, I have something to tell you. ”

An incomparably familiar voice sounded leisurely and reached his thoughts. He had listened to this voice for ten years, and he was so familiar with the rhyme that he would not dare to forget it even if he died.

"Master, yes...... Is that you?" Duanmu asked with a divine thought, his voice was already trembling, with uncontrollable excitement and disbelief, afraid that he had heard it wrong, afraid that all this was just a dream of Nan Ke.

"Nonsense, it's not who I am? I haven't seen you kid for so long, have you become stupid, why don't you quickly blow the stupid boy next to you away, I have something for you to do. This voice sounded again in Duanmu Madness's thoughts, and his tone was vicious, pointing at him. If anyone dared to talk to him like this, I am afraid that he would have turned his face a long time ago, and he would not give up without teaching the other party a lesson.

But at this time, listening to Duanmu Madness's divine thoughts, it seemed to be like a heavenly sound, extremely beautiful, because this was the voice of his master who hated the sky. He heard it right, Shizun did not die, Shizun's soul thought did not dissipate, and after almost a year, it finally appeared again.

The status of the master in his heart is irreplaceable except for his parents, even Zhong Lingyan is far behind. Ten years of teaching and ten years of painstaking cultivation have accompanied him from a child to a teenager, and this journey is a beautiful thing that can never be erased from his soul.

"Master, you're really not dead, great, I'm ...... I miss you so much, woo woo......" Duanmu Mad's eyes were red, tears rolled around his eyes, and the voice in his mind was already crying with joy.

That night, the flames burned half of the sky, the corpses of his relatives were piled up in the courtyard, and his entire family was wiped out. Originally, Shizun could ignore him, and only need to escape into the bloodthirsty dzi to be fine, but Shizun did not abandon him, and used his remnant soul to activate the bloodthirsty dzi, and finally he was able to escape, but Shizun himself fell into silence, not knowing life and death.

He hated so much, hated that he didn't have the strength to deal with those villains, hated himself for killing his master. I thought that I would never see each other again in this life, but now the master has appeared alive, so how can he not be happy?

Duanmu let go of all his defenses, put aside all pretense and strength, like a child facing his elders, crying and muttering about his thoughts in his thoughts.

At this moment, he is transparent and flawless, as if he has turned back to the innocent teenager before he was wiped out, he has no trace of defense, nor a trace of disguise, just like a rootless drifter has found support, and wants to vent all his negative emotions