"Tsk, it seems that it's still too good for you, someone wants to play tricks."

The guard spoke, making his way through the crowd to the laughter of his companions and to the bald man.

He first slowly took out a brand-new neck ring magic weapon and put it on the strong man, then forcibly broke his mouth and stuffed a pill into it, and then walked aside with the bald man's back collar and tied it to the mast of the flying boat, and the dagger hung at the side of the strong man.

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Under the effect of the elixir, the wounds on the strong man's body healed quickly, but at this time, the dagger would automatically activate, cut more than a dozen wounds, and then healed again.

Under the scorching sun, a lot of sweat appeared on the strong man's body, which flowed into the wound from time to time, and it was even more unbearable.

When the monks and prisoners saw this, they were all heartbroken.

"You have seen what happened to him, and I advise you to be honest, or else, this mast

It's still empty! The guard snorted coldly and threatened.

Everyone was silent, and the mortal prisoners behind them lowered their heads one after another, not daring to even look at them.

Zuo Qinghui watched all this coldly, knowing that this was just a trap deliberately set by the guards, trying to lure the snake out to kill the chickens and monkeys.

The flying boat continued to move forward, flying over the sand sea, and after a long time, it suddenly saw a large cloud of black smoke in the distance, and the flying boat stopped and slowly landed on the ground.

The guards shouted, and the prisoners got up and stepped off the boat one by one.

At the same time, they will also hang on the mast

The bald man who was already dying on the pole let go, fed an unknown elixir, and then called two prisoners to drag the strong man away.

In front of them was a bronze gate that stood on the sand dune, and as the guards stepped forward, the gate was rumbled open, and out of it came two monks dressed in jet-black robes.

One of them, a middle-aged man with a dark complexion, glanced at the prisoners with neck rings, and frowned and complained to the one-horned man who walked in front.

"I said that Senior Brother Fang has a lot fewer monks this time, and Elder Hai is afraid that he will be unhappy."

"Something happened on the way, these immortals should be alive." The unicorn man's voice was a little irritated.

Zuo Qinghui was in the crowd behind, and when he heard their conversation, he seemed to be thinking about something.

The Flame Scale Mine is a special kind of spiritual ore, which resembles fish scales, and contains a large amount of fire-based spiritual energy, but it is extremely chaotic and cannot be used to refine ordinary magic weapons, but it can be used to refine a special magic weapon called "Liaoyuan Fire".

This artifact is somewhat similar to the Heart Splitting Thunder, and it is also a one-time consumable artifact. It's just that compared with the Heart Splitting Thunder, the power is much weaker, and after Zheng comes out, it will form a sea of fire, which is equivalent to a blow from a monk in the early stage of foundation building, and because the refining method is not a secret, the major sects in the Central Plains will more or less reserve some in case of emergency.

It's just that the mining of the Flame Scale Ore is particularly troublesome, and the slightest carelessness will cause a surge, and the other fire-based aura contained in it will also cause a lot of damage to the miner's body, which mortals simply can't bear, so it can only be mined by monks.

As for the mortals who were captured, they were assigned to exploit other deposits in the mining farm.

Yuan Ming's body had previously burned incense to possess Ulu, and found that although he was in the mine, he did not show anything unusual, and he didn't know whether he was on a mission or was really trapped in it, but he found that the mortals and monks trapped in it were all living in darkness, praying for escape.

For him, if he could do something for these people to convince them, it would be a good way to collect his Wish Power, which could help him cultivate the Dark Moon Technique.

In front of the gate, the middle-aged man in the dark roughly counted the number of monks and mortals sent, and then summoned a few guard disciples of the Qi refining period and brought them in, while the one-horned man and the others stayed outside.

As he walked into the passage behind the gate, there were many disciples of the Guiyuan Sect who had cultivated during the Qi refining period stationed and patrolled, and there were several green wolves tied to the exit, wearing special leather armor, and the head and neck were even protected by iron armor, which looked heavily guarded.

Seeing everyone approaching, those green wolves immediately bared their teeth, let out a low hoarse roar in their throats, their bodies were resistant, their muscles were tense, and they looked ready to attack at any time.

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After the guard disciples on the side were appeased, the green wolf put away the appearance of choosing people to devour.

Zuo Qinghui and the others walked through the passage with the guards, and the scene in front of them suddenly opened up, which was an unusually open underground cavity.

Near the passage, this dense stone house is neatly arranged, in which are all black-robed monks, and near the middle, there is the only four-storey building, the shape is simple and atmospheric, the top floor is a pavilion structure that is transparent on all sides, and the whole hollow situation can be seen.

Zuo Qinghui felt a feeling, and vaguely noticed that there seemed to be someone on the tall building looking here at this time, but when he raised his eyes, he didn't see anyone.

The guards didn't stay here for long, and soon led a group of prisoners to an open space at the other end of the hollow.

This is a huge area of the mine, Zuo Qinghui swept his eyes, and found that the entire mine showed a huge fan, inclined downward, like a steep hillside, densely packed into a group, there were thousands, this is a few points worse than the black soil workshop, it seems to be the prisoner's residence.

On the opposite stone wall, you can also see the entrance and exit of a mine cave of different sizes, and from a distance, it seems that a huge hornet's nest can see a naked person, swinging a hammer to smash the iron drill embedded in the stone crack, smashing the huge rocks into small pieces.

And at the bottom of the exit, there are also miserable-looking miners, carrying baskets of light yellow ore on their backs, coming out of it.

These people dumped the ore they had carried out on the truck outside the cave and waited for the truck, and without stopping for a moment, they turned around and returned to the mine.

The carts full of ore were pulled by another group of emaciated miners and carried to several stone houses at the other end of the clearing.

On one of the stone houses, there was a tall pitch-black smoke halogen, which was directly connected to the stone wall at the top of the cavity, which was supposed to be the place where the furnace ore was, and as for the black smoke caused by the smelting, it was naturally discharged out of the cavity.

In the mine, almost every once in a while, there will be a high platform, on which two or three Guiyuan Sect disciples are stationed on it, looking out at all corners of the entire mine.

The long whip with thorns on the body can tear the clothes and flesh of the body with a single blow, and the flesh and blood will be blurred, and whoever dares to cry out will surely incur a more severe punishment.

In addition to these mortal miners, the guards against the monk miners were even more severe.

The monks with neck rings around their necks were in groups of ten, the front eight holding special magic weapons that resembled nail rakes, and the last two carrying baskets containing palm-sized, scale-like fiery red ore.

Behind them, a monk in a pale gray robe will be followed by a superintendent who will keep an eye on them at all times to prevent them from making any moves in secret.

Under the leadership of the one-horned man and others, Zuo Qinghui and the other imprisoned monks were separated and brought into a barracks, where the monks sitting inside registered their names one by one, and then ordered them to stand in a row.

I saw that the monk pinched his hands and pointed towards his forehead, and a crack instantly opened in the center of his eyebrows, and a vertical snake pupil came out of it, and a purple light flew out of the snake pupil and swept over Zuo Qinghui and the others.

Soon the purple light disappeared, and the snake pupils burrowed back into the monk's flesh, and they turned their heads and said to the guards on the side.

"It's all verified, they don't have storage artifacts on them, and now there is a shortage of people in the mine, don't send this batch to Elder Hai, I'll take a look.... Zhu Si, Shen Mang, Xinghe, and Chen Shang are all short of people, so they will summon them now, and let them come back from the mine and come here to collect people. ”

The one called Zhu Si was a female cultivator with a mean face, and when she heard the words, she immediately sneered at each other.

The two of them seem to be humble, but in fact, they both want to take the strong man into their pockets, but only the middle-aged man with a simple face is left, who does not say a word, watching the verbal confrontation between the two.

In the end, Zhu Si and Chen Shang divided the more physically fit among this group of monks, and the remaining few were either thin or old, and they were all lost to Shen Mangxing, who didn't say a word.

Although Zuo Qinghui has changed his appearance, his body is still the same as that of an old man, which is the kind that Zhu Si and Chen Shang look down on, and naturally it was also assigned to Shen Mangxing.

So Zuo Qinghui and two other thin monks followed Shen Mangxing out of the barracks, and then saw that there were already six monks with neck rings waiting outside.

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There are men and women, either they are old or thin, and they are quite similar to Zuo Qinghui.