"Hey, get me up, damn it, you're still pretending to be asleep, aren't you?" a rough and hoarse voice sounded.

Meditation slowly opened his eyes, confused, and subconsciously asked, "....here, here... Where is it?" I saw a big man in white kick on Ming Xiu's body suddenly, "Get up for Lao Tzu!" your grandmother's "Ming Xiu got up one by one in pain, and then found that he was surrounded by three gray-faced men, all three of whom were two meters tall, all dressed in snow-white robes, with a blood-colored domineering mark on their chests, vaguely like a hideous brush. All around were inky black stones, piles upon piles, like coal mines, but they were very different in size, and from the sheen they must have been very hard.

Looking at the three white-clothed men in front of him, the meditation cultivator couldn't help but swallow his saliva secretly, looking at their eyes like goods, he still pretended to be humble and asked, "What do you want to do?" The strongest of the three white-clothed men stepped forward, and said with a disdainful smile on his mouth, "What do you want to do?" What kind of force is your kid from, and he actually ran to our mine, don't you know that this is a capital crime?"

Before the meditation cultivator could figure out the situation, he couldn't help but shout loudly, "What a capital crime, the underworld is not so domineering! Now it is a civilized society, be careful I sue you!" The three white-clothed men glanced at each other, as if they didn't quite understand the meaning of meditation, and then said fiercely, "In our judgment domain, we are the king! Lao Tzu flayed you alive...."As he said that, he was about to make a move, and the meditation cultivator was shocked and yelled, "Wait, this big brother, where do you say this is? This is the first layer of the Netherworld Continent, the Judge Domain!"

"Impossible, are you dreaming?" said the meditation cultivator, who was about to pinch himself with his hand. "Click!" A pair of dark handcuffs clasped his hands. "What are you doing!! "Meditation is in a hurry." "What are you doing, come with us!" The three big men walked towards the depths of the mine, the meditation cultivation was like a child being carried by an adult, the meditation cultivation with a height of 178 was completely disproportionate to the three white-clothed men, each of the three white-clothed men was more than 2 meters tall, and the strongest one even reached 2.4 meters, and the whole body was full of bodybuilder-like muscles, and the thin body of meditation and the strength of the struggle were negligible.

After walking for about ten minutes, the meditation cultivator was thrown into a dilapidated thatched hut, and heard a voice from outside, "Big brother, this kid is weird, in my opinion, he killed him with a knife, but he was clean." The big man in white linen suggested, "There's no need for that, look at his appearance." Although it's a bit weird, it definitely belongs to us human ghosts, not like demons, ghosts, and can't be devils. In my opinion, it is better to use him as a mine slave. "Big brother, looking at his appearance, how much strength does he have, it's better to kill him with one knife as the second brother said." The blood-red haired man in white said. "No need, I always think this kid is weird, keep it. Maybe it will be useful!"

Listening to their conversation, Meditation Cultivation suddenly made up his mind, as long as he could live, everything had a chance! This was the only thought in his heart, no longer worried about facing death, Meditation began to think about what these big men said, "Netherworld? Judge Domain? Look at their faces, they are all gray, is this really the legendary Underworld? Could it be that I am already dead?" Meditation recalled the incident of his falling into the water, as if he felt as if he was drowning, as if he felt as if he was not dead. "Forget it, I don't want to think about it for the time being. As long as I live, I will definitely be able to figure it out," said Meditation silently in his heart.

Time flies quickly, a few months have passed in a blink of an eye, and the scumbag-faced cultivator is holding a black tool that looks like a shovel and a fork, digging deep in the mine hole, yes, he has been a mining slave here for a few months, living a dark life, from the mouth of his mining slave, he knows that this is the first layer of the Netherworld Continent, the Judge Domain, the territory controlled by the Judge Killing King, one of the eighteen ghost kings of the Netherworld, and here, is the black iron vein controlled by the Black Iron City.

Stopping the excavation tool in his hand, Shen Xiu sighed, now he is much better than at the beginning, at first he couldn't accept this reality at all, but he was helpless, gradually, he got used to it, and slowly accepted this reality. He sighed again and continued to swing his tools, there was no one to supervise him, but he continued to dig, because he had to pay enough black iron ore every month, otherwise the end would be quite miserable. In the first two months, because of his lean physique, he couldn't finish it at all, and he was almost beaten to death by the head of the mine! In the next few months, he got better, although he couldn't exceed the quota, but he could still finish it.

Meditation waved the digging tool depressedly, and suddenly, there was a crisp sound, "Huh, what is it? so hard?" Meditation said in confusion, saying that he used force in his hand, and after a few heavy blows, the sound was still the same crisp, and he quickly cut away the slag, and what caught his eye was a black and red ore, dense, and it seemed very regular, "What kind of ore is this?" Meditation Cultivation wondered, "Hey, this is the 、、、" Suddenly, he found a piece of ore in the center of the ore that was as black as ink, and it was not arranged so well, "Is it impurity?" It really affects the quality. Before he could react, the stone suddenly became extremely hot, and the dazzling red light hit the meditation cultivation, he only felt very hot, and felt that his hands were going to melt away, so that he couldn't resist, the scorching temperature instantly melted the epidermis of the meditation palm, and the blood was transferred to the stone regularly, and the stone suddenly transformed into countless lines, ancient and mysterious, and vaguely saw the blood in the middle of the stone, flowing lightly, and the meditation couldn't help but roar. The pain is heartbreaking, the pain is indescribable. A feeling of weakness followed, and his eyes went dark, and he fell down directly, leaving only the hand still dragging the stone.

The light of the stone in his hand shook and roared, accompanied by a strong blood light, a blood-haired old man's phantom appeared beside the meditation cultivator, "Haha, master, I finally waited, finally waited!!" The phantom looked very excited, the old man turned his eyes to look at the meditation cultivator lying on the ground, couldn't help but nodded, stretched out his hand and inhaled, the meditation meditation sat up in the air, maintaining a cross-knee posture, the old man first put on a strange posture, as if he was praying for something, and then his hands slapped on the meditation cultivator's back, and the blood-colored light flowed, "Ah!!! With a loud shout, Meditation was woken up again, and was about to turn, when a majestic voice came into his ears, "Don't move, concentrate, the old decay is teaching you the magic of your life", Meditation was startled, and he didn't dare to make any moves, so he could only let him go.

An hour passed, and the meditation only felt as if his body was about to explode, and the scorching sensation permeated his whole body. I feel like I have endless strength, and I really want to find someone to fight and vent. The old man's long blood-colored hair began to gradually turn gray, and the phantom became more and more blurry. Meditation Xiu opened his eyes suddenly, blood light filled his eyes, and two substantial rays of light shot straight out, piercing through the ore layer in front of him, and he didn't know how far before stopping. The old man quietly withdrew his hand, his face was incredulous, "This, how is this possible, you have only absorbed less than 3 percent of the master's half of the inheritance!? How could the master choose such a waste material?" Okay, I won't say much to you, it's inherited in your body, and you can slowly refine and extract it yourself, but it's a pity that I have the magic power of my life. My mission is complete, and it's time to disappear, boy, don't insult my master's reputation, and finally tell you, it's best not to reveal this soul bead, it's not something you can grasp for the time being, so be it......." After speaking, the old man turned into a little red light and disappeared into the air.

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