The path to immortality is difficult, not in the water or in the mountains, but only in the repetition of human feelings.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, this is naturally true, although Fang Yuan has been practicing penance all year round, it is inevitable that he will have bad relations with others.

Outside the mine, there are sparse figures.

In the Blackstone Mine, there are only two outer disciples guarding here on weekdays, and now there is no trace.

Zhang Shihao was wearing a yellow robe, followed by a red-clothed female cultivator, and the two talked and laughed, and came slowly.

After a while, the two passed by.

"Senior Brother Fang?"

Zhang Shihao seemed to have discovered him, stopped and shouted.

"Senior Brother Zhang."

Without avoiding it, Fang Yuan had no choice but to stand up and salute.

The so-called enemies were very red when they met, and Zhang Shihao said in a strange manner: "I said that it looks a little familiar, it turns out to be the genius of our Extreme Yang Sect, Senior Brother Fang." I haven't seen you these days, and I thought you had gone somewhere? Looking at this dress, it turned out that he had entered the mine where this bird did not. ”

After finishing speaking, he pointed at the woman beside him, "This is the Fang Yuan I often mention to you!" By the way, now he's a miner. ”

The woman in red glanced at Fang Yuan.

There was a look of disgust on his face, full of disgust.

"Senior brother has an overreputation, what kind of genius am I?"

"Compared to the senior brother, he is 108,000 miles behind, not only does the senior brother have a prominent family background, but he also broke through to the middle stage of qi cultivation in only ten years, this talent is really amazing......"

"It's like a junior brother who had to go into the mountains to mine in order to make a breakthrough in cultivation...... I really envy my senior brother...... I just don't know how many decades there are in my life? ”

Fang Yuan's face looked lonely, as if he was feeling sorry for himself, and sighed that cultivation was not easy.

In fact, it is ironic about Zhang Shihao's waste.

The Zhang family behind Zhang Shihao is completely different from the Fang clan immortal clan from which Fang Yuan was born.

The Zhang family has an elder in the foundation building period, who is in a high position in the Jiyang Sect, and although his descendants are family, they are actually the management of the sect.

The Fang Clan's Immortal Clan is only under the command of the Extreme Yang Sect, and it needs to hand over certain resources to the sect, be under its jurisdiction and protection, and listen to its dispatch when necessary, which is independent of the sect.

Although they are both Zhuji Immortal Clan, they cannot be compared.

Zhang Shihao has the protection of elders in the sect, and the supply of resources is far more than ordinary people, but it took nearly ten years to break through the middle stage of Qi training, which shows that his talent is mediocre.

Qi cultivators enjoy 120 years, and foundation building monks can live up to 250 years.

The life of an ordinary monk is only a few decades!

The immortal road is vast, mourning the moments of my life, and how difficult it is to live forever.

And Fang Yuan is young, and his resources are not as good as him, but his cultivation speed is amazingly fast, and when the two are compared, it is self-evident which is better or worse.

Zhang Shihao naturally heard the voice, and his face became embarrassed, but he refused to stop there, and snorted coldly:

"Looking at Senior Brother Fang's appearance, he is here to mine?"

"You can't even dig a mine worth ten spirit stones, right?"

The largest number of blackstone mines are black iron ore, which has been nearly exhausted after years of mining.

Today's Blackstone Mine is a semi-abandoned mine, tasteless to eat, and it is a pity to abandon it.

There are also only some low-level disciples who practice Qi at the first level to try their luck.

Looking at Fang Yuan's appearance, his clothes were ragged and unkempt, and the mine basket behind him was empty, presumably he hadn't even dug up black iron ore.

Zhang Shihao couldn't help but sneer, and then took out a spirit stone from his arms and threw it to the ground: "Seeing that my junior brother is working so hard, this spirit stone will be rewarded to you!" ”

After finishing speaking, he looked at Fang Yuan with disdain.

Seeing this, the woman in red beside her said:

"Senior Brother Zhang, you are really generous, Senior Brother Fang still doesn't thank Senior Brother ......"

Hearing this, Fang Yuan had a strange smile on his face.

"Senior brother is really an elder and benevolent."

Under the disdainful gaze of the two, he bent down and picked up the spirit stone from the ground and put it in his pocket.

He doesn't care about other people's opinions and ideas, maybe in their opinion, picking up this piece of spirit stone will lose face and dignity.

But is face dignity worth a spirit stone?

Although this spirit stone is nothing, it is obtained for nothing, and it can be obtained by simply bending down and stretching out your hand.

So why not take it?

Because it was dropped by someone else? Don't want to?

This is not dignity, this is not backbone, this is stupid!

The wonder of a person's life lies in how he sees himself. You don't have to cling to the praise and admiration of others.

Go your own way and let others down and look down on you!

Zhang Shihao saw that Fang Yuan had actually picked up the spirit stone, and suddenly became a little bored.

It's the same as when you rant at a person loudly, he suddenly doesn't scold back, and silently admits it.

It's like using all the strength to eat milk, but it ends up hitting the cotton.

Not much fun!

Raising his head high, Zhang Shihao glanced at Fang Yuan with disdain, and did not continue to stay.

The red-clothed nun also left a disdainful look and walked away with a high posture.

It seems that they feel that they are superior.

"Huh"

Fang Yuan chuckled, shook his head, and turned to leave.

He has a lot of ways to slap Zhang Shihao in the face,

For example, accidentally falling out of that fine iron stone,

For example, kick this spirit stone away, and so on.

There are 10,000 ways to do it, but why would he do it?

What's the point of slapping Zhang Shihao in the face?

Can you bring him a piece of spirit stone income?

It's just a waste of time and tongue to make yourself happier.

As a human being in two lives, he naturally would not do such meaningless things.

Defeat the brainless and provocative villain, and then hug the beauty.

On the way to rise, the gods block and kill the gods, the Buddhas block and kill the Buddhas, and the gods and demons are like the disaster stars walking on the earth, setting off the world-destroying natural disasters that cross the heavens and the earth.

In his opinion, this is all bullshit!

Only the pursuit of immortality is what he wants!

Willful, non-existent!

Putting this matter behind him, Fang Yuan returned to the sect.

First, he went to hand over the mining task and handed over all the black iron ore in the storage bag.

In addition to the twenty spirit stones of the task, there were twelve more.

It was a bonus.

"Senior brother, do you want to collect this ore?"

After thinking about it, Fang Yuan still took out the piece of refined iron ore.

He didn't know how to refine weapons, and he didn't plan to build weapons.

It's useless to keep it, so it's just sold together.

The spirit stones in hand are the ones that will help him the most!

"Such a large iron ore?"

The deacon in charge of the task originally disagreed.

What good mines can be found in the Blackstone Cave?

But after taking a look, his expression suddenly changed, as if he had noticed something different.

"Senior brother, can you take a closer look at me?"

"Naturally."

Fang Yuan was not afraid that he would be greedy for this piece of ore, the Extreme Yang Sect had strict rules, and there were foundation building masters in this task hall.

No one can oppress his fellow disciples under his nose.

The deacon, after standing up, took the ore, took out a magnifying glass-like magic weapon from his bosom, and looked at the ore carefully.

"Sure enough, this mine actually contains a trace of dark iron!"

"But it's a pity, there are too few ingredients!"

The deacon observed for a while, as if he had confirmed something, and after putting away the magic weapon, he muttered for a moment:

"Senior brother, this ore contains a trace of dark iron, but the ingredients are too small, and it is worth sixty spirit stones!"

Fang Yuan's expression moved, Xuantie he naturally knew.

Unlike iron concentrate, iron ore is a high-grade ore and is invaluable.

For refiners, it is even more difficult to meet, if you sell to the refiner, you can not only make a lot of money, but also gain the friendship of the refiner.

But Fang Yuan didn't know any refiners.

In the end, he sold this ore to the sect and got sixty spirit stones.

This time, the mining has received a lot of money.

It was even twice as much as his annual income when he first joined the sect.

After the deacon put away the mine, he couldn't help but ask:

"Senior brother, is this mine really dug out of the Black Stone Mine?"

"Yes, it's in Mine Six!"

Fang Yuan didn't hide it, not to mention that there was no mine in the mine, even if there was, it had nothing to do with him.

This piece of ore came by a prompt, and he couldn't dig it down without it.

After saying that, Fang Yuan left here and returned to his cave mansion, preparing to refine his mana so that he could break through the current realm as soon as possible!

After learning the answer, the deacon personally went to the No. 6 mine to investigate, and found that what Fang Yuan said was true.

took this piece of ore and told the predecessors who were sitting here.

Later, under the order of that person, many sect monks re-entered the abandoned mine and dug for several months.

As a result, naturally, nothing was found.

Everyone came back in a gloomy way to report the incident, and the foundation building monk could only attribute it to Fang Yuan's luck in the end.

I lost interest.

The reason for the appearance of this piece of refined iron ore in Fang Yuan's hand was the accumulation of the pure gold qi produced by the iron devouring worm devouring the metal.

Under the conception of the essence of gold, this piece of refined iron ore is mutating in the direction of dark iron!

If there are another hundred years, it may really produce a piece of high-quality dark iron ore.

But the iron-eater is dead, and where can the second ore be found?

Fang Yuan naturally didn't know that the ore he took out had actually alarmed the foundation building monks.