Between the green mountains and green waters, the birds fly lightly and the beasts roar.

The sun is in the west, and another hour should set.

Fang Er was also walking in the forest, and he needed to rush to the Spirit Stone Mine thirty miles away alone.

This is where he is assigned, and unless he leaves the sect, he must accept the assignment of the sect.

The sect is not a great good person, and every disciple will not enjoy it for free, and they all need to pay in order to be rewarded.

Today is a busy day, running from place to place, and then rushing to thirty miles away, it should be night falling.

His steps are very fast, and while the sky is still bright, he must hurry up, otherwise it will be dark, and who knows what murderous things are in the mountains?

According to the footsteps of normal people, it should not be a problem to walk ten miles in one hour, not to mention that his current body is too much stronger than ordinary people, and it is not difficult to travel more than ten miles in an hour.

However, the mountain road is not as fast as the flat road, and no matter how fast it is, it is scratched by the slopes and ditches, and it is difficult to be fast......

Sunset, estimated, only half the way, it seems that it is impossible to arrive before dusk.

Unknown birds in the forest chirped, and the roar of beasts was heard, and the beasts that emerged by day and night began to feed.

The forest was dim, deep and shallow in the forest, Fang Er also panicked, tripped under his feet, almost fell, stumbled a few steps, barely stood firm.

After a short rest, he knew that he could not stay here for long, or he would be in danger.

He doesn't have a lot of experience in this area, but he has also heard the teachings of his parents that when walking alone in the mountains, if he is not strong enough to crush everything, he should try to retreat for so long.

It's safer to get out as soon as possible!

Of course, this is a complete joke, and it's not funny at all.

The top priority is to find the river as soon as possible, immerse yourself in it, and hide your breath from the beast's keen sense of smell.

Going down the river, you can quickly change places, you must know that the beasts have their own territorial awareness, and it is impossible to let other beasts enter to grab food.

As long as the transfer is fast, even if it is detected by the beast, it will greatly enhance security.

The river will not be on the top of the hill or on the mountainside, but only in the low-lying area, and Fang Er will turn around and go down the hillside, although it is still difficult, but it can protect itself to a greater extent.

The moonlight is blurred, and the flowing water is rattling.

Step into the river, the water is waist-deep and the water temperature is low.

The cold spots were nothing, the whole body trembled slightly, the teeth trembled, and the riverbed was uneven and difficult to walk.

I feel that this speed is too slow, anyway, it's like this, even if it's cold, it's not a big deal, go down the river for a while, you should be able to get to the place, simply go into the water, float your body, and go down the water.

It's really much easier this way, and you don't have to worry about the attack of the beast, it's just a little colder.

Trying to operate the exercises, the chill around his body was really gone, but the spiritual energy in his body was empty and could not last.

The river meandered, and after almost half an hour, Fang Er also felt that he should have almost arrived, and then walked to the shore, and only the little spiritual energy left to cooperate with the exercises evaporated water, and he was tired, but he was also dry and warm.

Identify the direction and continue to your destination......

Bumpy all the way, wearing stars and moons, and finally came to the foot of a big mountain.

A stone tablet stands with the word 'Puhua' inscribed.

Seeing this stone tablet, Fang Er was also relieved, this was the place he was going to come.

No one would be stupid enough to tell others that this is a Lingshi mine, and the reason why it is called Puhua is because the mountain peaks here are named Puhua Mountain, which is ordinary and unpretentious.

Walking on the moonlight, walking on the mountain trails, wondering where to find people?

Not long after leaving, in the woods on the side of the road, two people rushed out from the left and right, banging twice, and Fang Er also suffered two punches on his left and right cheeks.

Fang Er, who had stars in his eyes, blood at the corners of his mouth, pain in his cheeks, and felt that his head was about to be smashed flat on his back, had also been knocked to the ground.

"Who are you?" Maybe after the other party tried it, he felt that Fang Eryi was not a big threat, so he didn't make another move, and asked sharply.

Fang Er's mind was heavy, and he felt that it was difficult to breathe, so he slowly reached into his arms, wanting to take out the jade plate and inform him of his intentions.

I didn't want to, I took a kick on my back, and immediately choked out a mouthful of blood, and when my eyes were dark, I didn't know anything......

I don't know how long I was in a coma, but when Fang Er also woke up, there was a low table in front of him, and a dim oil lamp on the table.

Sitting on the hard and cold ground, with his back against the uneven stone wall, it may be that he has been sitting for too long, and his back has become numb and unconscious.

He took two deep breaths, slowly got up and moved his stiff body, and reached into his arms, and the jade plate and his identity iron plate were gone.

This surprised Fang Er, without an identity iron card, it means that his identity is unknown, and he will be regarded as trespassing on other people's forbidden places, ill-intentioned people, and he deserves to be killed!

Just as he frowned and thought about countermeasures, an indifferent voice came from beside him: "Wake up." ”

Turning his head, a man in a black robe stood aside with a solemn expression.

Fang Er also hesitated how to explain, so he heard the man say: "Your identity iron card is on the table, this is where you will rest in the future, you rest for a few days, someone will teach you how to mine spirit stones..."

When the man said this, he turned around and walked away, as if he was reluctant to talk to him.

Fang Er's frowning brows were not soothed, he faintly felt that many people in the sect were dissatisfied with him, cold as iron, and cherished words like gold.

If they were all treated the same, it was nothing, but he remembered that when he was in the deacon's hall, when he said that the jade tablet on the ground was allocating the spirit stone mine, the deacon's face showed pity.

But when he saw his identity card, his color immediately changed, his tone was indifferent, and he only said that he should go to Puhua Mountain, and then he didn't say much.

I still found someone else to inquire about the location of Puhua Mountain, otherwise he might still be circling outside the deacon's hall at this time.

He is not stupid, and all indications show that these people are very cold to him, and it is definitely not because he has offended people.

But he couldn't figure out the reason, and he could only blame him for being from Xianliu Village.

Anyway, he is also a new disciple, and Xianliu Village has a greater advantage, perhaps this is the reason why he is not welcomed......

Said a few days of rest, however, it was only one day, only one day of rest, not a complete rest, but under the skills training on how to mine spirit stones.

On the third day of coming here, the cave did not know the sun and the moon, and there was still a faint pain in the cheek and back where he was kicked, but he was driven by the man in black shirt to the depths of the cave to mine spirit stones.

Fang Er also at this moment, suddenly regretted worshipping the Immortal Gate, if he still stayed in the village, even if he would have wasted his life for decades, there was no need to suffer this crime.

It's a pity that even if he wants to leave now, it is difficult to predict what the result will be, and he doesn't dare to try it easily.

In order to prevent someone from stealing from the guard, everyone who comes to the spirit stone mine must hand over their storage bags, and the unified distribution is also marked with a ban on storage bags, and the collected spirit stones are collected, if they are opened without authorization, the consequences will be very serious.

Not only must you check whether you have hidden secrets on your body, but there will also be deacons with high sect cultivation to check whether you have absorbed aura, which can be described as quite strict.

With a storage bag pinned to his waist and an iron pickaxe in his hand, he followed the flow of people into the depths of the cave......

Bell bell crotch... The stone wall was very hard, and the iron pickaxe struck and sparks splashed everywhere, but only a few stone chips could fall.

"You have to match the mana, so brute force is useless..."

An immature voice came from behind him, and when he looked back, it was a teenager estimated to be younger than himself.

"Don't speak!" With a loud shout, a man in a black shirt appeared, flashed over, turned his head, and said to the young man who was talking to Fang Eryi just now, "Go to the next mine." ”

The young man didn't talk back, turned around with an iron pickaxe and left.

The man in the black shirt looked at him coldly, the young man left, and the man in the black shirt also left, and he was probably the only one left in this mine.

Fang Er also tried the method of the teenager, mobilizing the aura of the law source, infusing the wrist, swinging his arm, poof!

The iron pickaxe was inserted into the stone wall, and with a flick of the wrist, more rubble fell, and the effect was quite good.

The first time he controlled the aura of an external object, this feeling was very mysterious, and Fang Er also experienced the gap between mortals and monks.

The aura was swept away, and his whole body was out of strength, and Fang Er also sat down, gasping.

The man in the black shirt came over again and warned, "Meditation and cultivation are forbidden here!"

Fang Er also knows that he is new and can't take the lead, but this can't be done, people or not people can come over and teach a lesson, who can stand it?

"Your Excellency should also be a monk, right? Can't you see that you are just meditating and resting, and you are not practicing exercises?"

Fang Er has never seen a good face since he stepped into the Cangyuan Sect, and he has not seen any good face except for Shang Zhi, who came with him.

You don't have to see smiling faces, but at least you can't always snort, right?

The black-shirted man's face was pale, and he could see that he was not lightly angry, but he forcibly endured his actions, and said coldly: "Just to remind you, don't know how to die when the time comes!"

Hehe... Fang Er also sneered in his heart, how could he die?

It's rare to take care of it, close your eyes and rest.

There's no specific amount to be done per day, but you can't get nothing, right? If you really want to do this, you don't know how to die!

After resting for a long time, his physical strength recovered a little, and even he felt that his aura had inexplicably recovered somewhat.

He clearly remembered that he didn't have any luck cultivation at all, so how did the aura in his body get in?

I couldn't figure it out, Fang Er didn't think about it anymore, anyway, if he didn't cultivate, he didn't believe it, and those people reversed black and white......

After having an experience, when adjusting the aura this time, I was more careful, extracting a trace of aura to infuse the wrist, and the strength of the arm arc was slightly reduced, not seeking how much gravel to dig at a time, only to maintain balance, so as not to be tired and paralyzed at one time.

The force was weakened, but the effect was good, and the debris kept falling, a fist-sized pit was carved into the stone wall, and a white crystal the size of an apricot was embedded in the stone.

Holding the end of the iron pickaxe, he skillfully bypassed the crystal, loosened the hard stone next to him, picked it off little by little, and slowly took out the white crystal.

Put it in the palm of your hand and look at it, the crystals are hazy and milky, and there seems to be a strange aura beckoning.

Fang Er also smiled slightly, and with a thought, the crystal disappeared into the palm of his hand and was put into the storage bag......