The early morning in the Black Forest is extraordinarily tranquil and refreshing, with the sound of beasts in the forest, the chirping in the treetops, the smoke curling in the city, and the busy human beings on the streets, who have already left their homes early to get busy.

More than three months have passed, and human refugees have rarely entered the city, which means that the outside world is basically occupied, and almost all those who can escape have come to the human city, and those who can't come here have either become slaves and rations of the orc race, or died in the belly of the beast in the Black Forest during the escape, or have entered the human city after experiencing tribulation.

Hou Yongyi would be escorted from his centralized residence to work in the mine every day. The only thing that is better than the slaves in the orcs is that they have a certain amount of freedom and power, such as taking time off, such as the amount of work that is limited each day, such as the nominal power to be free after three years of hard work, and so on.

The mines they mined were located outside the human city, and they had to walk through several so-called walls every day, and then walk into the mines on the west side of the human city, so in order to save time, the overseers would blow something made of tree bark every day before dawn, making a high-pitched sound.

For several months, Hou Yongyi has been quietly inquiring about everything in the human city, and at the same time, he is still trying to recover his gradually abundant soul power through the night.

"It's really too slow to recover my soul power by myself, It's been so long, how did I recover to the primary level, when will it be a head! Why can absorbing the soul of the orc race recover so quickly, strange! While thinking, I looked at the streets that I passed by every day, seemingly unintentionally, this should be a place to sell wine, a place to sell animal skins, a place to eat, and a 。。。。。

"Black Monkey, Black Monkey, I'm here..."

Interrupting Hou Yongyi's boring thoughts, a simple shout made Hou Yongyi turn his head and see a human waving at him. Yellow skin, almost one meter and eight meters tall, with a simple smile, was waving a fan-like hand on the other side of the team and shouting at Hou Yongyi.

"Morning, clods!"

Hou Yongyi beckoned, and the young man with a big waist and a round waist called a clod of soil crowded the crowd and walked towards Hou Yongyi's side.

"Hey, you... The person who was originally pushed away by the clod of dirt was still very unhappy and wanted to quarrel, but when he turned his head and saw a dark shadow covering him, he looked up and saw this beast-like person who had entered the Black Forest, and his tongue couldn't help but tremble, and he didn't say much, and silently let go.

"Do you know, Black Monkey, I heard my third grandfather say that there have been a lot of life-and-death battles in the gladiatorial arena of the Soldier Alliance recently, and it is said that the biggest bet is the duel between the shuriken, one of the ten masters of the Soldier Alliance, and the beast of the Ten Spirits of Nature!" Tu Er said excitedly, and did not forget to lower his head and lower his voice, and his eyebrows were bright, as if this was his glory.

Hou Yongyi knew that the third grandfather of Tuzhu'er was said to be a peripheral soldier of the Bing League, although he did not enter the inner gate and did not learn anything about the spirit movement method and martial arts, but he still had connections for many years, and the news was naturally well-informed.

"I haven't been to the Colosseum yet, do you want to see it?" Hou Yongyi was a little helpless, it is said that the tickets to the gladiatorial arena cost three lapis lazuli, and he mined for three months, and the remuneration given by the master's family was not worth a piece of baling stone, and a hundred baling stones could be exchanged for a lapis lazuli, let alone going to see the competition.

"Shhhh Tu Er glanced at the pit that was approaching in front of him, and said in a low voice, "Why do you think I came to mine, I am the one who wants to excavate the ancient relics by myself!" ”

"Ahem" Hou Yongyi rolled his eyes when he was choked by the clods's words, moved a few steps forward by the way, raised his head and smiled mysteriously: "You think the ancient relics are clods, they are everywhere!" The League of Soldiers has not made any new discoveries in the past ten years, and you have told me this hundreds of times. Hahaha... ”

"Don't say it, my clods of soil are not random clods in the ground, my third grandfather asked someone to calculate it for me, saying that I will definitely be able to soar to the sky this year!" The clod of earth said mysteriously, not forgetting to raise his hand and point at himself.

"Don't be deceived by the third grandfather, let's go, let's go in a group today, it's still the old rules, we drive in front, and you load the car in the back."

Hou Yongyi was bored, since he fled, none of the original subordinates in Pod Town could be found, and the only Bikal didn't know where he was assigned. Originally, I planned to just use mining to recover my soul power and understand the human city, but for a few months, in addition to entering the mine and digging every day, I listened to other people's chatter in my residence.

Although I understand something, the authenticity of the underlying information is really worth considering, and as a college student in the 21st century, I naturally don't believe it casually.

The value of the information obtained is also debatable, and the gladiatorial arena mentioned by Tu Zuoer today, it is impossible for ordinary low-level humans to enter it, and those who can enter and watch are people with status, at least three lapis lazuli stopped a large number of ordinary audiences. Presumably, if you can really go, you can also see the combat ability and methods of the excellent new generation of this giant organization in the human city.

The clod of soil is the only two friends he has made in the past few months, and he is the only one, but in fact, there is another person. Of course, this person has fewer words than Hou Yongyi, and the existence that can be ignored almost when standing by his side is a thin young man who has just walked silently into the mine with the two of them: Mu'er.

The entrance to the pit is small and is supported by thick wooden piles, and there is a dwelling scattered around the entrance to the pit, which is the residence of some fleeing humans, and of course, when the miners are short of manpower, they are also hired for temporary mining.

This is also due to the intrusion of a large number of human laborers from the outside world, resulting in these people now having little chance of being employed. This pit is said to belong to the Geng family, and Hou Yongyi knows among the workers, the Geng family seems to be another giant in the human city, operating minerals, leather, timber and other businesses, and the gladiatorial arena also seems to have the shadow of the Geng family behind it.

The pit is said to be a pit, but rather a mine, after the entrance, walk along the deep road, about an hour's foot, and this kind of road starts halfway through the main road, and spreads in all directions, like a spider web.

Hou Yongyi knew that it was very prone to landslides, and the two sides and the top of the tunnel were supported by wooden piles, which only served to alleviate the squeezing of the soil and rocks above.

Hou Yongyi, who had just excavated the gold mine, had seen it when he entered the mine for more than a month, and more than 100 miners were sold to the mine because of a landslide.

In this way, these relatives are also grateful to Dade for kneeling down and thanking him, and he is really servile.

On one side of the tunnel is the walkway for miners to line up to enter the mine, and on the other side is slightly smoother, which is the passage for some wooden minecarts to get out of the mine. At intervals, a mine supervisor is responsible for supervising the work of the miners, recording the amount of mining by each miner, reporting it to his supervisor every day, and then the supervisor summarizes it into the hands of the chief supervisor, so that the remuneration can be paid according to the production capacity every month.

Theoretically, this management model has been very quantitative, but in fact, it is not necessary for miners to be able to get acquainted with the chief supervisor or supervisor, but only need to take care of their own mine supervisors, and write more production capacity when reporting from the root cause every day, which will basically not be noticed, or may have been tacitly approved.

"Supervisor Geng, you will personally supervise us today!" Hou Yongyi saw the mine supervisor standing in the distance, and hurriedly took two steps forward to say hello. "Black Monkey, you fuck you, it's the three of you.

Come on, go to work, I'm here, my lord, I won't let you suffer! "This Geng mine manager is just a small supervisor and record, but for the current Hou Yongyi and the three of them, it is true that their parents are officials, and with a shake of their hands, they can reap two days of remuneration a day, and their hearts are biased, and it is estimated that the day is in vain.

Therefore, to deal with this kind of person, the clods of soil can't deal with it honestly and uprightly, let alone the wood, and it is estimated that they can't say a word. Only Hou Yongyi can take on the big responsibility.

"You work hard, you take care!" Hou Yongyi said, quickly pinched and pinched from the shabby animal skin clothes, and finally groped out a small piece of Baling stone, raised his hand and pulled the other party's hand when passing by Geng Mine Supervisor, Geng Mine Supervisor felt that something was handed to him, squinted and took advantage of the crackling torch next to him to take a look, knowing that it was a small piece of Baling Stone, and smiled and didn't understand the sound and put it into his arms.

"The black monkey is still sensible, let's work. If you are tired, you will rest, there is Lao Tzu! "Well, clods of soil, wood, dig them quickly, don't lose face for our supervisor." Hou Yongyi said, picked up the tools and walked deeper.

Tukud and Mu'er hurriedly took two steps to follow, and Tuku'er suppressed his voice: "Black Monkey, what trick have you played, why is the famous bloody hand Geng Mine Supervisor in this mine so kind today!" "As everyone knows, Hou Yongyi himself is dripping blood in his heart, that is his ten-day reward, just because it is the turn of Supervisor Geng to be in place today, and if he doesn't give some sweetness, it is estimated that these ten days will be in vain.

The mine is like this, the supervisors rotate once every ten days, and supervise a team for ten days at a time, if they don't give each other sweetness in these ten days, it is estimated that they will suffer a lot of torture. Moreover, this Geng Supervisor is also a well-known bloody hand in the mine, ranking tenth among the top ten peeling kings in the mine. Although it is a ranking given by miners in private, it fully shows that once these people are encountered, they will be ruined at least and their lives will be difficult to protect.

As soon as Hou Yongyi was about to answer, he saw the wood on the side whispering: "Balingshi!" "Bah, how do you know, you saw it? I didn't see it. The clods of earth said in a broken mouth, but the wood was no longer silent. Hou Yongyi is also very calm, this is not the first time, Mu Er has shown more superior observation and acuity than ordinary people.

Without further ado, the three of them entered the deepest part of this road, which was an irregular mine hole similar to a circle of about ten square meters, and the road had obviously not been paved forward, because this mine was the destination of mining.

This whole mine is a Baling-level pit that produces iron ore, and Baling stone is the smallest unit of currency, although there are also barters or shells used as fragmentary currency units in the human city to exchange items. But for a manager like the Human Alliance in the Human City, the Balingstone is the smallest unit.

As a Baling-level mine, it is conceivable that it is the lowest level of the mine, and the mining value is relatively lowest. But even so, not every human being can be hired and qualified to mine.

Hard rock, scarce iron ore. Hou Yongyi took a tool similar to a shovel and smashed it into the rock, dozens of times, hundreds of times, the rock shattered, and there was no iron ore. Keep smashing, the rocks continue to crumble, there is no iron ore.

It's just a simple and boring stone-smashing that won't stop until Inspector Geng comes to inform. Every year, less than half of the human beings who die due to overwork and injury due to overwork and illness die every year due to the collapse of the mine cave, and it is this simple and boring strike action that has also made Hou Yongyi stronger in these months of mining. Most of the day's percussion only collected half a cart of rough iron ore, and the dim torches, the smoke and dust in the mine, and the turbid air in the mine couldn't help but make Hou Yongyi feel that if he went on like this, he had to suffer from pneumoconiosis.

Fatigue is only one aspect, the most important thing is to knock a large amount of dust into the lungs, coupled with no means of ventilation, the continuous high temperature in the mine, this is the key to the miners' injuries, but this does not make the managers have the slightest pity, because in this world, in the human city, it is the law of the jungle, and this is the rule.

When you are thirsty, you take a sip of water from the barrel you carry with you. When he was hungry, he nibbled on two bites of the remaining black meatloaf that he was reluctant to eat. With the sound of Dangdang's knocking, a truckload of iron ore was filled with clods of soil, and he picked up a piece of gravel wrapped outside the iron ore and knocked it three times on the log supported on the side of the road, and then the voice of Supervisor Geng came: "Ouch, it's so soon to fill a truck." Not bad, not bad, for you to note, fill a car! ”

"Thank you, Master Geng, for your troubles!" Hou Yongyi's voice came from a distance through the dust, causing the Geng Supervisor to laugh even more obscenely.

", it's supposed to be a car, as if it's good to lead him to a lot of affection!" The clod of dirt said dissatisfiedly, and a mouthful of dusty phlegm spit aside.

"It's good not to deduct and remember, clods, don't care so much, a few words of flattery, we haven't lost a few Baling stones." Hou Yongyi gently comforted, wiped a handful of sweat, and planned to continue to dig with wood.

At this moment, there seemed to be a small stone and dust falling on the top of his head, and the clod of soil pursed his lips calmly, although he knew in his heart that Hou Yongyi's words were good, but seeing this kind of person's face, it was inevitable that he would be a little unhappy.

While! While! While! The rhythmic tapping of tools not only saves some physical energy, but also the only pleasure of the boring life of a miner. Because Mu Er doesn't like to talk much, and his body is weaker than Hou Yongyi, he still gritted his teeth with tools and insisted on hitting the rock.

Only the clods of earth were muttering indistinctly, and the iron ore was constantly cleaned up one by one, and the rough iron ore was loaded on one wooden mine cart and the gravel on another.

And don't underestimate these gravel, a car of gravel can also be included in the production capacity, although only a car of iron ore one-tenth, but as long as the effort to break and install it, after transporting out, it is the city to pave roads, build houses of materials.

"Black ... Black Monkey, I... Mu'er, who hadn't spoken much for most of the day, shouted softly in a trembling voice. What? Wood, what's wrong? Hou Yongyi stopped the tapping in his hand, took two steps, and asked towards the side of the wood.

"I think I've dug up something... Mu'er's obviously more trembling voice represented his original emotion, and he was very excited at the moment. Hou Yongyi chuckled in his heart, and countless fantasies appeared in his mind: "I dug something, what did I dig up?" Could it really be said by the clods of soil, is it Wu? Or is it the Soul Move? He didn't have time to think about it, so he quietly called at the clods, and asked the clods to look at the corridor, so as to avoid the knocking sound from stopping, and being broken in by the Geng Supervisor outside.

"It seems to be... A weapon! The wood approached, and then the dim activity, through the gray smoke, gently turned over the rock that had just been knocked down, and Hou Yongyi also came over, squatting on the ground and gently wiping the dust off the rock.

I saw that this was a dark red weapon, like a flying knife that Hou Yongyi had seen in his previous life, the blade was still inserted in the rock, and the handle and small half of the blade were exposed.

"This... This is? Hou Yongyi flashed countless comparisons in his mind for a moment, and the legend does have some "martial" things found in the mines, when fishing in the water, when cutting trees, when planting crops, and even found some spiritual moves, which are generally carved on stones, wood, bones, and even rare and unknown jade.

However, the discovery of such weapons from the excavation of the pit has never been heard of.

"Wood, calm down! Outside is Geng Peel, we haven't heard of mining for a long time, he will definitely be suspicious, maybe he will come to check. Hou Yongyi calmed down instantly, this is an unprecedented matter of mining to dig out unknown weapons from years ago, once discovered, these things in hand must have nothing to do with them. Even, some people will even play the three of them mysteriously disappear in order to keep secrets.

At this moment, a bold idea appeared in Hou Yongyi's mind. "Clods, continue loading. I keep mining! Wood ... Hou Yongyi glanced at the gravel and dust that fell from the top of the mine, turned back to the wood and said, "You quietly take this thing out!" In my opinion, this stone should not be large. Mu Er nodded fiercely, the trembling just now had turned into excitement but strong composure.

Randomly, the percussion sound sounded again. Supervisor Geng outside the corridor listened attentively, smiled, and then played with the two Baling stones in his hand.

The Baling stone is diamond-shaped, with the four characters of the Human Alliance prominently engraved on one side, and a sword, a hammer, a leaf, a wheat ear, a simple knife, and a cloud-like circle on the other side are carved on the other side. The two Baling stones were dripping and turning in his hand, and Supervisor Geng even cocked Erlang's legs, humming an unknown song, looking extremely leisurely.

In the mine, Hou Yongyi was engaged in mining, but his mind seemed to be attracted by wood. I saw the wood slowly tapping the rock with a tool, peeling off the useless gravel little by little, and slowly a dark red flying knife showed all the outlines.

The knife is about half a foot long, with half the handle and half the blade. What was left over from unknown years ago, Hou Yongyi and the others still don't know the specific function, or even whether it is hard to use, or whether this knife has other mysteries. Quietly, Hou Yongyi planned to use his soul power to try to make contact.

Although Hou Yongyi's soul power has recovered some after more than half a year of fleeing and mining, since entering the Black Forest, he obviously feels as if it is more difficult to recover his soul power here than outside. And although a trace of soul power in the air exists, it is extremely heavy, and it is difficult to quickly assimilate and absorb into the body.

This is a problem that was discovered before setting foot in the human city, but the cause has not been found, let alone a good solution.

At this moment, Hou Yongyi quietly separated a trace of soul power from the center of his eyebrows, and slowly approached this stalk, which can be described as a prehistoric legacy. Suddenly, at a distance of three inches from the flying knife, Hou Yongyi felt that the trace of soul power he had released seemed to have entered a quagmire, and a sense of heaviness and depression hit him. After all, this trace of soul power is taken from Hou Yongyi's eyebrows, and it has a direct connection with his spirit and senses.

The feeling brought by a trace of soul power, Hou Yongyi himself felt it, and at that moment, this swamp-like feeling disappeared. But what greeted him was an even faster and terrifying aura: the feeling of a pool of blood.

At that moment, Hou Yongyi seemed to have lost himself, and what he felt in front of him was that this flying knife shot head-on with a terrifying oppressive force, the dark red blade was glowing with a bewitching red, and the blade seemed to carry a mountain of blood and bones, with the resentment of the creatures slaughtered by this flying knife, and the bullseye of the flying knife was Hou Yongyi's eyebrows.

In an instant, Hou Yongyi gritted his teeth and cut off the connection with that trace of soul power, and only then did he come to his senses at this moment.

Smacking a cold sweat on his forehead that he didn't know if it was because of the hard work of mining or because he was frightened by the scene just now, Hou Yongyi palpitated: "This flying knife, I must have slaughtered countless people before I was born, so I have such a bloody oppressive momentum, if I just cut off my soul power slowly, will I really be killed here at this moment." ”

Although he was still thinking about where this knife came from and what it was for, Hou Yongyi seemed to be a little afraid of this kind of vulture and bloody weapon. "Wood, you。。。。。。 Are you alright? Seeing that Mu Er had taken out the flying knife and held it in his hand, there was no trace of anything unusual.

"What is the reason, could it be that this knife only works on soul power? Wood doesn't have soul power, so it doesn't feel anything? Hou Yongyi thought about it, and hurriedly told Mu'er, "Hide it quickly, don't be discovered, this is yours, you have to study it well when you go back, maybe your wealth will depend on this knife in the future." Hou Yongyi spoke, expressing several meanings.

Hiding and not being found means that we are a group, and the people outside are outsiders. This is your sentence, and it fully affirms Mu'er's right to speak and own this knife. At the same time, it also throws out the changes in the trajectory of life that may occur with the help of this knife in the future.

is as smart as wood, and he understood the connotation of Hou Yongyi's words in an instant. glanced at Hou Yongyi firmly, and his eyes revealed each other's trust: "Well, black monkey." Thank you! We are good brothers for life! Hou Yongyi was surprised, this is the longest sentence Mu Tou'er has said in the past ten days, and there are more than a dozen words. But the meaning of it, Hou Yongyi knows.

As he spoke, he put the knife in his hand into the leather pocket on his chest. "Oops~~" Mu Er screamed, the flying knife fell to the ground in response, Hou Yongyi was about to walk to the clod of soil and tell a few words of secrecy or something.

When he heard the sound, he thought something was wrong with the wood, so he hurriedly ran over.

I saw that the hand that Mu Er's original hand holding the handle of the knife was intact, but the other hand that had just changed hands to put the flying knife into the leather pocket had been cut a small incision, and it was leaking blood at the moment.

"What's going on, Wood?" Hou Yongyi hurriedly asked, "Why was you injured, was you cut by this knife?" Mu Er's expression was a little strange, and he said in a trance: "No, it's not. Yes, it cut me. Hou Yongyi glanced at the knife that fell to the ground strangely, bent down, but didn't dare to pick it up, for fear that something would give him again.

After thinking about it, he turned his head to look at the wooden man standing with a strange and wooden expression, gritted his teeth and slowly lifted the hilt of the knife. The few drops of wood blood on the knife body strangely turned into beads, as if they were sucking on the knife body, and Hou Yongyi was a little puzzled. Hurriedly called the clods: "Tuds, come here!" ”

When the clod of soil heard the shout, he hurriedly ran over and spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm. Crack, thick phlegm hit the rock, split, and hung on the rock.

"What's the matter, what's wrong with the wood? What about the things that were dug up? The clod asked, gesturing to the wood. No, here. But something doesn't seem right with the wood! Hou Yongyi lifted the knife hanging in his hand, looked at the wood again, and said in a somewhat anxious tone.

"Geng Peel outside couldn't hear the sound of mining, so he came back to check, this knife and wood can't be abnormal. Such.... The clods leaned over, and Hou Yongyi was saying in a deep voice.

At this moment, the wood standing behind him seemed to be a little abnormal, and I saw that his eyes slowly turned red, strange flame-like lines gradually appeared on his skin, and his teeth creaked.

Before he had time to react, the flying knife that was originally injured by Hou Yongyi also became a little hot, and the few drops of wood blood attached to the knife also seemed to melt at this moment, completely disappearing on the flying knife, and then the entire flying knife seemed to be decomposed, turning into a red mist that wrapped the whole body of the wood.

The lines on the wood's body became brighter and brighter, and the simple leather armor and pants were burned into ashes in an instant, and the strong heat suddenly made Hou Yongyi and the others retreat again and again, and the bright light brought by the rising heat also successfully attracted the Geng Supervisor who was guarding outside the corridor. "Stinky boy, what's going on inside, why is it hot and shiny all of a sudden." Supervisor Geng scolded and was about to walk in.

At this time, it seemed that under the influence of the aura of the wooden body, the gravel and dust on the top of his head fell even more. Supervisor Geng glanced up, then at the brightness of the mine, gritted his teeth, and continued to walk briskly inside.

"Hold the bold to death, starve the cowardly, maybe some kind of treasure will be born." As soon as the words in my heart fell, I saw a huge shaking begin, and the head began to fall in pieces, and the wooden stakes on both sides and above the road creaked, and it seemed that a collapse was about to appear.

Supervisor Geng saw that something was wrong, and there was no sound coming from inside, so he hesitated for a moment, turned around and ran out.

Bang! Bang! A loud sound caught in the huge rocks and dust, and in an instant, the small corridor was full. The entire mine seemed to feel the vibration of the collapse, and they couldn't help but be glad that the collapse did not happen in their own way.

And what about Hou Yongyi and the three of them, who were originally in the deepest part of the mine?

Originally, the huge aura on the wood shook the entire mine, causing a large amount of rubble to fall, which in turn caused the collapse of the entire corridor. But at the place of the collapse, the three of them stood there unharmed, the clod of soil opened its mouth wide, looked at the wood that was glowing red, and looked at the collapse of the corridor not far away blocking the only exit, and couldn't help but make a sound: "quack quack~~~", until Hou Yongyi patted the clod, and then completely woke up this clod with a big waist and a round waist.

"cough cough ~~~~" The mouth opened to witness the wood glowing, and also witnessed the collapse of the corridor, once thought that he was going to die here, but only in the deepest part of this mine, the position of the three people did not have any traces of collapse, and opened their mouths to inhale a large amount of dust from the collapse of the corridor, and the clods of soil couldn't help coughing.

"Wood, you~~ Are you still you?" Hou Yongyi looked at the wood with a gradual convergence of light, and asked in a deep voice. On the side, the clods stopped coughing, picked up a few torches that had not been extinguished and stood beside Hou Yongyi.

"Of course, I'm still me, it's just that I seem to have gained something." Mu Er seemed to be a little different, at least his speech was not as short as before, and there was some aura on his body that made Hou Yongyi feel palpitations. "As long as you're still you, you're still our brother!" As the owner of soul power, Hou Yongyi clearly knew that soul power might be used to control some of the means of controlling his body.

On the premise of making sure that the wood is still his own, the current situation is very important. "Wood, you're so handsome! Did you know just now, you're glowing, everything else is collapsing, we're okay here! The clods of soil also got used to it at this time, and exclaimed again and again.

"We are in the deepest part of the mine, and the tunnel outside has been buried by the landslide. We don't know exactly how far the collapse will be. Hou Yongyi said calmly, while glancing at the wood.

"Mu'er, you've just undergone some changes, do you think we're going to dig up the tunnel, or what's going to happen?" Taking advantage of this, the clod of earth had already tied up his leather armor a little and threw it to the wood to wrap his naked body. "Dig in here, I can feel something in it that resonates with me!" Mu Er reached out and tightened the leather armor wrapped around his body, which was obviously a little big, and said in a deep voice.

"What? Resonates with you? Does that mean that there are treasures in there? Tud said excitedly. For a half-year-old youth, a teenager, seeing that Mu Er suddenly gained some magical power, he didn't envy that it was fake, so when he heard this, Tu Er took the initiative to ask for help, as the first mining force, and looked angrily at the place where Mu Er fingered.

"Maybe this is really a solution, if this kind of magic weapon, if there is, maybe another chance for us to escape from the mine!" Hou Yongyi said as he picked up the tools.

When the sound of hitting the rock sounded again, the wood didn't seem to change at all, the only difference was that at the wrist of his right hand, a throwing knife appeared, and the crimson knife flashed quickly a few times before gradually disappearing.

"Wood, do you feel anything different about your body?"

"Nope"

"Then you were burned all over your body just now, and you weren't burned, what's going on?"

"I don't know"

"Then you know no, just now I saw the flying knife in the black monkey's hand, which turned into a cloud of red mist into your body"

“。。。。。。”

"Then you haven't comprehended martial arts?"

“。。。。。。”

"There's no spirit mover either?"

“。。。。。。”

With the sound of dangdang knocking, the mine was gradually dug forward by several people, and with the continuous problems of the clods of soil, Mu Er and Hou Yongyi unanimously chose to be silent.

Hou Yongyi couldn't figure out what happened to Mu'er, and Mu'er didn't know how to explain it at all. "Perhaps, Ash's situation is similar to what just happened to Wood?" Hou Yongyi couldn't help but think of his little friend, the monkey who inadvertently followed him in the Black Forest.

Since Hou Yongyi entered the city and started mining, this monkey began to wander around for some reason, and the seemingly meticulous human patrols and city walls could not stop Xiao Ash's footsteps in the slightest.

And in the midst of the ups and downs of Wood's mind, a strange language is teaching him a wonderful way to use his abilities.

"Inheritor! Boy, you are one of the ten inheritors I have chosen! ”

"Who are you and what are you passing on?"

"Hahahahaha, interesting, interesting. Not only have you withstood the test of my flames, but you also have soul warriors by your side! ”

"Soul Warrior? Who is a Soul Warrior? ”

"No, it's that brunette kid! Soul warrior is just a very rudimentary title, if it's your friend, remember to be sure to stand by his side, if it's your enemy, hey, hey, hey~~~ then kill him early! ”

"No, he's my friend!"

"Congratulations, Inheritor! In the future, you will see a strong man who plays with the soul! But first, you have to live and absorb all of my heritage! ”

"How can I accept the whole inheritance?"

"Hahahaha, are you interested? I am the god of fire, and there are ten parts of my lineage, and when you are close to each other, you will sense each other. Only by killing each other, hahahaha~~~ Kill kill~~~~ Kill all your competitors, you will be able to absorb the inheritance fire in their bodies! ”

The wood glanced at the other party, the flames burned all over his body, and he laughed and shouted in surprise, this man must have something wrong with his brain.

"What's that knife?"

"Oh, lucky, Inheritor. You have obtained my inheritance qualification, and naturally you have also obtained my Fire God's Dao system, this sword is not only your weapon, but also the inheritance of my Dao system! ”

"What is the Dao system, is it the method of moving spirits?"

"From your memory, I read your so-called spirit transfer method, and ~~~~ haha~~~~~ can this also be called martial arts? This is just some immortal ancient murals, and they are actually called martial arts by you? ”

"Then you say, what is Wu? What is Soul Moving? ”

"You are the inheritor of my fire god, so you are naturally qualified to know. Your so-called Soul Moving Method is just some trivial cultivation methods of the Immortal Gu, and your so-called martial arts are just some ordinary techniques. And the inheritance of my fire god is to reflect the existence of the entire Immortal Gu, quack quack! ”

"Well, have you been dead for years? How did you die? ”

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"Can you help me get out of this mine? I feel like it's going to landslide, and my friend is still outside! ”

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"Can you help me kill all the orcs? My parents died at their hands. ”

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"Inheritor, you have too many words! Accept the legacy! ”

Mu Er only felt that the person who called himself the god of fire who was covered in flames impatiently turned into flames and disappeared, and in an instant, a spiritual method was instantly realized in his mind.

The basics of "Vulcan Formula"? Mu Er was too lazy to think about it, because there was another piece of content that he thought was martial arts poured into his mind, and he instantly made himself have a headache, despite this, Mu Er with strong willpower still wanted to take a look at the content of martial arts, but the information full of spirit transfer methods and martial arts did not seem to be something that an ordinary young man could bear, even if it was one-tenth of the inheritance, and in an instant, Mu Er was forced to jump out of the state of just absorbing the inheritance information. When I opened my eyes, I saw the clods of earth rattling with their mouths wide open.