At this moment, the open space is crowded with people, and as far as the eye can see, there are dense figures everywhere.

According to rough estimates, there are at least two or three hundred people.

Each of them had a shovel in his hand and a basket beside him. The expression is decadent and listless.

This scene made Mo Yuntian even more curious.

As we all know, mining is a physical job, but everyone present is a martial artist, and everyone's strength is not below the eighth level of refining, and their strength is extremely strong.

No matter how hard and tired you are, you should recover the next day after a night's rest!

But looking at the expressions on the faces of these warriors now, it doesn't seem to be like this, is there anything unusual about this?

"You newcomers, come here to get your utensils!" At this moment, an indifferent voice suddenly reached Mo Yuntian's ears, pulling him back from his thoughts.

He followed the prestige and saw that the person who spoke was one of the three immortal cultivators yesterday, and that Chen Hua did not see it.

Presumably, these little things can't bother him!

The other nine martial artists who arrived with Mo Yuntian, after hearing this, quickly walked up to the immortal cultivators, looked respectful, bowed down and said, "Immortal Master!"

Mo Yuntian walked at the back and shouted along.

"Hmm!"

The immortal cultivator replied lightly, and said in a deep voice: "You all know the rules, now each person will receive a utensil." ”

After Mo Yuntian and the others heard this, they stepped forward to collect the items in turn, but what Mo Yuntian received was an iron hammer, which was different from the others.

After a little thought, he understood that he had received not mining, but 'gravel' tasks.

After they finished collecting it, this immortal cultivator scattered Mo Yuntian and the others and placed them in the ten teams.

Each team has twenty or thirty men.

Regarding the arrangement of immortal cultivators, Mo Yuntian didn't care.

No matter what team you are on, as long as you can earn spirit stones.

"Little Liuzi, today you will lead the people to supervise the work. The immortal cultivator instructed a man with a thief's eyebrows.

"The little one commanded. Xiao Liuzi's face was happy, and he bowed down and said.

This overseer is a good job, and not only does it not have to work, but it is also paid handsomely.

After the immortal cultivator finished speaking, he waved his big sleeves and turned to leave.

"Everybody come with me. Xiao Liuzi shook his spirit, waved his big hand, said in high spirits, and took the lead in walking towards the place where the mine was located.

In this way, hundreds of warriors slowly walked forward.

Mo Yuntian naturally followed the back of the team unhurriedly.

After a little tea, a huge cave appeared in front of me.

The cave is more than three zhang high, two zhang wide, and the surrounding area is as smooth as ever, not like it was dug out by manpower, but as if it was cut by some object.

On one side of the mine, a wooden shed was built, in which a pile of raw ore was placed, as well as a furnace.

As Mo Yuntian had thought, he was not taken into the mine to mine, but was taken to the wooden shed by one of the overseers to crush the stone.

"You're a newcomer, you know the rules here. The overseer put his hands behind his back, closed his eyes slightly, and said indifferently.

"The villain has just arrived, and I ask the overseer to mention it more. Mo Yuntian had a faint smile on his face and lowered his posture.

"Hmm!" The overseer nodded, very satisfied with Mo Yuntian's attitude, and his tone was much softer,

"Working here means working more and getting more, calculated according to the amount of raw ore you crush......"

It turned out that these crushed ores would be thrown into the furnace for smelting, and after removing impurities, they would be sent to the immortal gate, and then the immortals would refine them for the last time to extract the essence inside.

These trivial tasks in the early stage are time-consuming and labor-intensive, and the immortals are naturally unwilling to condescend to do this, so they will recruit martial artists.

After explaining to Mo Yuntian, the overseer ordered everyone to start work, while he sat on the side and squinted his eyes and rested.

Mo Yuntian observed that there were more than twenty martial artists in his team.

Five are in charge of smelting, and the rest are in charge of 'crushing stone'.

I don't know if it's an illusion, he feels that these people are not very welcoming to his arrival, and it can be said that he is a little distant.

He came here to earn spirit stones to enter the city, and he didn't care about it.

After some understanding, Mo Yuntian walked to the place where the raw ore was piled up, picked up a piece of ore the size of a watermelon, and looked at it carefully.

This raw ore tentacle is slightly hot, exuding a faint halo, such a piece, about thirty catties, and the amount of raw ore in the house is not very much, the size is quite small, most of the raw ore volume is only the size of a fist,

The piece in his hand is still the largest.

Mo Yuntian didn't think much about it, and put the raw ore on the ground, intending to smash it.

When they saw Mo Yuntian pick up this piece of ore, the others all looked at them with a gloating expression.

I don't know if there's something wrong with me!

Discovering this situation, Mo Yuntian couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

But after thinking about it for a while, I didn't know what I had done wrong, so I didn't think about it anymore, picked up the hammer in my hand, and smashed it against the raw ore.

There was a 'bang' as the hammer slammed into the ore with a loud sound.

An incredible scene occurred.

The ore was intact, but Mo Yuntian was rebounded by his own huge force, and he took three or four steps back before swinging.

"What a hard ore!" Mo Yuntian licked his somewhat dry lips, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

In the blow just now, he used six points of force to not break this small ore, and the hardness of this raw ore was unbelievable.

"Haha......"

"If the kid doesn't have the strength, don't be strong, if you want to break such a large piece of raw ore, even if it's me, it can't be completed without half a day's effort, although the value of this ore is a little higher, but in comparison, it's better to break some more small ones. ”

"That's it, boy, it's not right to be so ambitious. ”

The rest of the people laughed when they saw Mo Yuntian deflated.

There is also a hierarchy for this crushed ore, and the larger it is, the more rewards you will get after it is crushed.

However, relatively speaking, the higher the grade of these large raw ores, the higher the hardness, and it is not so easy to crush.

"I see!" After Mo Yuntian whispered, he stopped talking, looking at the raw ore on the ground, not knowing what he was thinking.

Seeing this, the rest of the people also laughed at it, ignored Mo Yuntian, and began to work.

"Pong!"

More than a dozen warriors wielded hammers and struck the raw ore, the piercing sound like a gong rang out continuously, and under their continuous bombardment, the raw ore finally shattered and became the size of a thumb.

But that's not all.

They struck the ore again until it was the size of a grain of sand.

From the beginning to the completion, it took a long time to stick incense.

After doing this, a bead of sweat appeared on everyone's faces.

After they smashed four or five fist-sized pieces of raw ore, they had to sit down and rest for a while to regain their strength.

Mo Yuntian stood aside, looked at all this in his eyes, and also understood a general idea.

However, he didn't intend to give up, wielding a hammer and continuing to hammer at the previous piece of ore, but this time he had enough strength.

One hit, two hits...... Eleven Strikes......

Every time he hit one more blow, Mo Yuntian's face turned pale, and after twenty blows in a row, his physical strength was all consumed.

But the original mine is still intact.

This scene was seen by other warriors who were resting, and it was inevitable that there would be another burst of ridicule.

However, Mo Yuntian didn't care about this.

He sat alone in the corner, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and began to visualize Nuwa trying to regain her strength.

A quarter of an hour later, Mo Yuntian reopened his eyes and recovered.

Swinging the hammer again, striking at the ore.

Everyone was surprised, they didn't expect Mo Yuntian's physical strength to recover so quickly, you know, for them, they can't recover without resting for half an hour.

However, surprise is surprise, they don't care too much, some people have a physique beyond ordinary people, and they haven't seen it.

What they didn't know was that Mo Yuntian deliberately delayed some time, otherwise the time would be even shorter.

Of course, he also did this so as not to attract too much attention from the rest of the people.

Half a day later, Mo Yuntian looked at the raw ore in front of him with a depressed face.

From morning to now, he has knocked on this raw ore no less than four or five hundred times, but there is still no way to hold the raw ore.

"Could it be that his own methods are wrong?" Mo Yuntian frowned slightly, thinking to himself in his heart.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but carefully observe the movements of others tapping on the raw ore.

After a while, he really discovered a trick.

"I see. ”

A smile appeared at the corner of Mo Yuntian's mouth, and he finally knew that his previous tapping method was very wrong.

After recovering his strength, Mo Yuntian raised the hammer and bombarded the original mine again.

A rhythmic percussion sounded slowly.

Mo Yuntian concentrated all his strength on the hammer and swung it high.

An hour later, only a 'click' was heard.

In the center of the ore, a small crack appeared, spreading out in all directions.

Seeing this, a hint of joy flashed in Mo Yuntian's eyes, and without saying a word, he continued to hammer with a hammer.

With a soft "bang", the original ore was finally shattered, and the ore that was originally the size of a watermelon became the size of a fist.

Looking at the fruits of his labor, Mo Yuntian touched his nose, and the depressed look on his face was swept away.

Previously, his striking technique was chaotic, and each blow had no fixed point, the previous one was in one place, and the next time it was in another.

That's why there will be no results at all.

However, after observing the movements of other martial artists, Mo Yuntian knew that he had dispersed his strength.

As long as you fix each tap to a point, it's much easier.

Sure enough, this time, he finally smashed the fast raw ore.

Next, Mo Yuntian smashed all these crushed ores into the size of sand grains.

After all this was done, the sunset gradually sank into the mountain.

"Oops!"

"Boy, yes, I've finally finished this piece of ore. ”

Just as Mo Yuntian collected the ore and put it in the back basket on the side, a burly man walked up, patted him on the shoulder, and said loudly, his voice full of banter and malice.