For a while, the scattered cultivators in several surrounding immortal squares embarked on the road to the Chiling Gold Mine to mine.

Thirty spirit stones a month.

That's three hundred and sixty spirit stones a year.

This income is much higher than that of ordinary internal monks in Xianfang.

Compared with a Ling Zhifu like He Song, who only had an income of one hundred and fifty spirit stones a year, his income had more than doubled.

Ordinary casual cultivation, most of them live a life of licking blood from the knife edge.

Nowadays, there is a mining job that is not dangerous and has a high income, and it is natural that it will not be spared.

As a result, there are a lot fewer scattered cultivators coming and going in Zhushan Xianfang.

The originally lively Zhushan Xianfang has become a little empty these days.

"He Daoyou, do you know the news of the Chiling Gold Mine?" Eating at the same table as He Song, the news that He Song could hear, Lin Cong naturally heard it.

For a while, Lin Cong's eyes became a little hot, and he seemed to be extremely interested in mining.

In his opinion.

Mining is definitely safer than hunting monsters in the outside world.

And the income from mining is no lower than risking your life to hunt monsters.

If he could, he would like to give it a try.

can earn the spirit stone safely.

Who wants to live a life of licking blood from the knife edge?

"Chiling Gold Mine ......" He Song's mind flashed Meng Guan's appearance.

I don't know what happened to Meng Guan in the Chiling Gold Mine.

Speaking of which.

It's been half a month since Meng Guan left Zhushan Xianfang and went to the Chiling Gold Mine to mine, right? So far, no news has been returned, which makes He Song faintly worried in his heart.

However, in the face of Lin Cong's inquiry at this moment, He Song thought of what Lin Cong had just said to him.

After thinking about it, I quickly made a decision.

Anyway, he spoke again to persuade him, so that his friend would not rush to the mining area without hesitation.

"Lin Daoyou, this word can come out of my mouth and into your ears, don't spread it around." first whispered to Lin Cong.

Then, under the gaze of Lin Cong's suddenly lit up, He Songcai casually took out a piece of paper from his cuff.

This paper was originally used to origami cranes to use sound transmission.

But there are many people here, and it is easy to be heard.

Therefore, He Song can only make this decision.

Spiritual power surged between his fingers.

Wisps of spiritual power escaped, and quickly carved a line of handwriting on the paper.

"The Chiling Gold Mine only recruits casual cultivators, not internal cultivators in the Immortal Fang."

After the handwriting was engraved, He Song casually handed the paper to Lin Cong, and then continued to taste the food.

However, after handing the paper to Lin Cong, a stone in He Song's heart also fell to the ground.

Before, Lin Cong told himself that he had broken through the secret of the middle stage of qi training in the early stage of qi training, which was a favor.

He originally wanted to exchange the information of the books about the common knowledge of the immortal cultivation world in the Spirit Technology Pavilion, but unfortunately Lin Cong didn't seem to listen to it.

He was still worried that he couldn't return this favor.

It's good now.

This piece of paper is enough for He Song to repay this favor.

At this moment, even if Lin Cong no longer went to the Spirit Technology Pavilion to read those miscellaneous books, He Song's favor had already been repaid.

"This ......" On the side, Lin Cong, who had just taken the paper, widened his eyes.

However, no matter how shocked he was in his heart, after reading the handwriting, a trace of spiritual power fluctuations immediately flashed in Lin Cong's hand.

By the time the spiritual power fluctuations dissipated, the paper in Lin Cong's hand had already turned into powder, and it quickly drifted away with the wind.

The paper disappears.

As if it had never been there.

But at this moment, Lin Cong's heart was turbulent.

With just a quick glance, he knew what kind of appalling events were recorded in the paper He Song handed over to him.

Under what circumstances will mining only recruit casual cultivators?

Under what circumstances will you be recruited to mine before you go to mining?

Under what circumstances will a small vein send several foundation-building monks to its command?

He didn't know any of that.

But he knows a little.

The more heavily guarded the place, the more likely it is to contain some kind of treasure, and at the same time, the greater the danger hidden in it.

For a while, Lin Cong, who thought about this clearly, suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

Before, he still thought that if he could, it would be more comfortable to mine by himself than to hunt demon beasts in the outside world.

But now he understood.

With such a high salary, it is not miners who are recruited, but cannon fodder!

Perhaps, in that Chiling gold mine, there are still unknown dangers waiting for these cannon fodder.

Under the suppression of several foundation building monks.

Even if the cannon fodder resists collectively, I am afraid it will not be able to set off any waves.

As for what exactly was in it, it was not for him to know.

At the same time as cold sweat broke out, Lin Cong looked at He Song with a strong sense of gratitude at this moment.

"Thank you Daoyou for saving your life!" Bowing deeply to He Song, Lin Cong only felt that his previous intention to befriend He Song was really the most correct thing he had ever done in his life!

If it weren't for the fact that he began to intend to befriend He Song five years ago.

I'm afraid that at this moment, I have already rushed to the Chiling Gold Mine.

And at that time, their own fate ......

Thinking of this, Lin Cong couldn't help but be even more grateful to He Song, and he was also extremely excited to become He Song's friend.

It is really possible to save your life by befriending He Song!

What Lin Cong was thinking, He Song didn't know.

But the note he handed over casually made Lin Cong's expression change greatly, but it was what He Song expected.

This is the news from Wei Fan, the late stage of Qi training, half a month ago.

Although the news of the Chiling Gold Mine has now spread throughout the entire Immortal Fang, there are very few people like He Song who can learn the secrets of it.

In this way, it is no problem to deter Lin Cong's loose cultivation.

There are too few channels for casual cultivation to get information.

"Daoist friends must not spread the word, this matter is secret, if someone investigates it...... "There is a character about Lin Cong, after five years, He Song naturally has the bottom in his heart, but the beating that should be there is still needed.

Although it is not forbidden to spread the word.

Wei Fan casually talked to He Song and Meng Guan.

But even if it reaches the ears of the scattered cultivators, there will not be a few scattered cultivators who believe it.

On the contrary, they may even feel that this is a lie made up by someone who doesn't want them to earn spirit stones.

But He Song deliberately made this matter more serious, so as to stop Lin Cong from wanting to continue asking.

After all, that's all He Song knows.

Continue to ask, but the embarrassed one is He Song himself.

"He Daoyou is too worried, you can keep your mouth tight, come, drink and drink, don't get drunk and don't return!" In the face of He Song's beating, Lin Cong was not only vigilant in his heart, but also had a trace of fear in his heart.

As a casual cultivator, he didn't know He Song's thoughts at the moment, but he specially reminded He Song, and he had more good feelings for He Song in his heart.