Feng Qingyun did a good job, Yang Quan's heart temporarily settled down, and he began to think about the matter of promotion, and arranged time for the cultivation of the secret techniques he already had.

...

Seven days later, one of the absentees died in the veins of the mine, crushed to death by falling rocks while mining.

Feng Qingyun's face was a little gloomy, the dead absentee he personally went to check looked very much like an accident, but he was extremely good at observing people's faces, and he still found something abnormal, and went down with the absenteeism, some of them showed a frightened look on their faces, and some were secretly snickering, with a trace of undetectable pride in their eyes.

"These absentees are working below, they have long been guarded against these, it is easy to be stoned to death, and the state of this death, if you look closely, you can also see a lot of flaws..."Feng Qingyun stood at the bottom of the mine, looking at the dead miner, his face was gloomy and uncertain, and he was thinking in his heart.

"If I pretend not to know about this matter, and deal with it according to the accidental death, it will be a lot less trouble, if I really investigate it thoroughly, I am afraid that in the end, I will make these team leaders completely alienate me, but the seniors..."

Feng Qingyun fought there for more than a dozen breaths, and the team leader next to him squeezed his eyebrows with the other overseers, and then the team leader stepped forward and said with a smile: "Steward Feng, you look at this, no one expected such a thing to happen, but you said that working under here, it is normal to be stoned to death, isn't it?

"Qian Heng. Feng Qingyun made a decision in his heart and called out the name of the team leader.

"Hmm, Steward, please speak. Qian Heng was slightly stunned.

"As I said, whether it's doing it myself, or instructing or instructing anyone, deliberately killing the miners, I'm going to investigate it strictly, right?" Feng Qingyun said nonchalantly.

"It's... That's what you said..."Qian Heng felt bad, sweat seeped down his forehead, and said, "But... It was really an accident, Lord Steward!"

"Whoosh!"

A flying sword was sacrificed and walked around Qian Heng, and even the monks and mortals around were stunned.

Qian Heng's heart jumped violently, his face trembled fiercely, and he said tremblingly: "Steward Feng, you won't make a mess, will you? No matter what, I also belong to the outer disciples of the Boundless Sect...

"I said it very clearly before, right?" Feng Qingyun said lightly: "But there are always people who don't believe in evil, and feel that they haven't been caught by me, and if they talk to other people, they can hide it from me, or they think I'm just talking..."

Qian Heng's legs were cold, his whole body slid out diagonally, and he suddenly understood something, and scolded angrily: "Feng Qingyun, what qualifications do you have to deal with me? Broke my legs?!"

The blood flowed out, and he couldn't stop it, because the flying sword was too sharp, and Qian Heng even felt pain at the beginning and screamed miserably.

"Don't dare to cover the sky with one hand. Feng Qingyun's eyes flashed with coldness, and he said: "But to deal with a few disobedient Outer Sect Qi Refining Period cultivators who deliberately sabotage production, I don't think anyone will say anything, I thought I was joking with such a stern announcement as you before..."

The flying sword spun back and forth on Qian Heng's body a few times, and Qian Heng was suddenly frightened, and wailed: "Deacon Feng, I'm sorry, I was wrong... I just know about it, not my idea..."

Several monks who were watching on the sidelines, several of them immediately changed color, their bodies trembled slightly, Feng Qingyun snorted coldly in his heart, and once again sacrificed the flying sword, cutting Qian Heng's body into two pieces, ending him, and not letting him continue.

Feng Qingyun's eyes swept around among the several people, and suddenly someone couldn't hold it back, and fell to his knees, his body trembling, almost speechless.

They used to torture those mortals, and some mortals were a hundred times more uncomfortable than Qian Heng's death, but they watched from the sidelines, and no one cared, because they knew that such a thing would not happen to them.

But it wasn't until Qian Heng was first cut off his legs, and then his head was cut off and he died, that they felt fear, it turned out that the butcher's knife would one day fall on their own heads...

There were also two or three people in the overseer team of the No. 5 mine cave who did not react much, and Feng Qingyun said to these people: "You don't know the specifics of this matter, right? Tell me who is the mastermind, and the others will not be investigated." ”

Someone immediately pointed at someone else, and then the person who was pointed at hurriedly retorted, pointing to someone else, Feng Qingyun's head was extremely flexible, when he executed Qian Heng, he had actually found out several possible masterminds, by observing his face and movements, but there was no problem with how he wanted to behave, and he decided to use a few more means.

A quarter of an hour later, he killed two more overseers, and everyone in Cave Five was stunned, so shocked that they could only respond to the sight with silence.

A mortal miner just died, and he was buried with three monks, neither mortals nor monks, who did not expect it. A mortal as humble as grass mustard can really do this when he dies...

"Alright, this is the end of this matter, all monks, or mortals, I advise you to remember what you are here for, and do your own thing... You, you guys, don't be afraid to kneel, take the bodies of these people, and throw them to the place where you disposed of them before, and the others should do whatever they want. Feng Qingyun nodded at a few people, and then waved his hand to the others.

The matter of Cave No. 5 quickly spread out, and the team leaders of the rest of the mines, some of them were silent, and some secretly gathered together to scold Feng Qingyun angrily, but that's all, facing mortals in this mine, or cultivating as a Qi refining period cultivator who is a few levels lower than himself, he still has some status.

But compared with Feng Qingyun, a serious manager, it is still far behind, the mineral vein medicine garden here is very dangerous, and there are not many people who are willing to come to be external managers. Just as they never cared about the death of mortals in their eyes, the Boundless Sect would never give them a second look for the outer disciples of the Qi Refining Period.

Yang Quan's divine sense dispersed, he saw part of the experience, and he was quite satisfied with Feng Qingyun's disposition, and the next day he summoned Feng Qingyun and taught Feng Qingyun a secret technique that he had collected to enhance his mana body.

Since then, the atmosphere on this vein has changed suddenly, and most people have buried themselves in their own things, and some of them who were originally very prickly and secretly shouted how cunning they were, have become extremely honest one by one. Some of the team leaders who claim to be twisted in their hearts and don't come up with some new tricks every few days are all cautiously restrained, and the degree is even better than others.

"In everyone's heart, there is a dark side... It's just that some people are very deeply bound by these darkness, some people are very relaxed, and those who are relaxed will always find all kinds of reasons and excuses to release the darkness in their hearts, and the monks here have a high mortality rate, and they may not survive tomorrow, so many people release the darkness in their hearts..."

"But there is also a big problem with the atmosphere, the bad atmosphere, so that more people release the darkness in their hearts... But fortunately, as long as I'm still here, I'm sure the atmosphere here won't go bad again, if I'm not here... That can't be so much, please have peace of mind...".

Seeing this situation, Yang Quan was satisfied, and started his own cultivation plan, and even revealed that if this trend could continue, he would tell all the monks in the mine about his cultivation experience or something.

Cultivation has reached the stage of knotting, although it is already considered to be out of the group of low-level monks, but it still belongs to the stage of fighting, Yang Quan has experienced so many things, and he has become more and more aware that if he wants to complete the belief that runs through him, he must have supreme force.