Kara.

A dark cyan chain was tossed at his feet, and there was a cacophony of gold and iron, and a cloud of dust was splashed, and the dark cavern was buzzing back and forth.

"What does that mean?"

Wang Mo glanced at the iron chain, and turned his head to the three people who accompanied him with an ugly face.

"Hehe, it's just to prevent fellow Daoists from doing anything bad."

Liu Zhicheng still looked like he was smiling.

"Do you mean that all the people who mine carry these shackles?"

Wang Mo's eyes burst with anger, as if there was an outbreak.

"If it weren't for Lao Liu's sake, I would reward you with a hundred kills, let you know that the Heavenly Spirit Domain is not something that you people from the Earth Yuan Domain can run amok at will."

The monk who threw out his shackles, his face was full of flesh, his eyes were shining, and he shouted with tyrannical disdain.

"Liu Daoyou, I'm sorry, this is also for the sake of my Youfengmen, I can only grieve Daoyou, of course, it's not too late for you to change your mind now, as long as you sign this blood contract, you can enjoy the treatment of ordinary disciples, and you can cultivate and improve in the future, maybe your status is still above us."

Liu Zhicheng shook his head slightly nonchalantly, and casually took out a palm-sized gold leaf, which was densely covered with blood-colored runes, and looked extremely weird.

"This ......"

Casually glancing at the gold leaf, Wang Mo's pupils shrank suddenly, and with his eyesight, he could naturally see that those blood-colored runes were a contract like a deed of sale.

If you sign this contract, I am afraid that it will be difficult to unravel it if you don't have a very high level of cultivation in the future, or if you pay a very special secret technique, it will be difficult to solve it.

Obviously, the purpose of this wind gate is to hide the existence of this spiritual pool and ore veins, and it does not hesitate to use this means to tie people up.

But he had already made up his mind in his heart, and he had more important things to do, and he was willing to sign such a contract like a deed of sale.

Suddenly there was a sense of coldness in the shackles that penetrated into the skin, even with the strength of Wang Mo's body, and I couldn't help but shudder.

What made his pupils shrink suddenly, the moment the shackles were fastened, his body seemed to be under heavy pressure, and his strength was suppressed by nearly half.

Along with the true element in his body that has not been fully recovered, it is directly suppressed and almost incomprehensible.

"Hehe.Liu Daoyou.How do you feel?"

Liu Zhicheng said with a smile.

"What is this?"

Wang Mo asked with an ugly face.

"Oh, you don't need to know about that, just to warn you, don't try to force it open, or you're going to suffer."

Liu Zhicheng sighed twice, turned to look at the fat monk and said, "Please also ask Deacon Peng to take care of it."

"Haha, don't worry, the person you sent by Lao Liu, of course Lao Peng has to take care of it himself."

Deacon Peng laughed wildly, and when there was a bang, there was an extra cyan iron pickaxe on the ground, which looked almost the same material as the shackles, and said to Wang Mo: "Boy, pick up your guy.

When Wang Mo heard this, his eyes couldn't flash slightly, but he had to bow his head under the eaves, and since he had chosen this path, he had to continue acting.

Although I don't know why this person is so friendly to Liu Zhicheng, there must be something strange in it, but it has nothing to do with him.

He didn't hesitate too much, but his face showed a hint of struggle at the right time, as if he didn't want to, and then he bent down and picked up the iron pickaxe.

But just as he picked it up, he suddenly felt a strong wind blowing on his neck, and when he wanted to dodge, it was too late.

"Boy, come to the uncle's territory, just be obedient, or you will feel good."

The fat monk laughed strangely, leaned over and grabbed Wang Mo's wrist, and stroked the ring on his little thumb.

Sensing his intentions, Wang Mo's eyes flashed with a look of annoyance, and he struggled without hesitation.

Boom.

He was punched again in the back of the head, Wang Mo only felt that his eyes were black, countless Venus flashed, and the arrogant laughter of several people, and the storage ring on his palm was forcibly removed.

"Hmph, I don't know how to lift."

The fat monk casually flipped the ring, and the violent color flashed in his eyes, and his eyes swept back and forth at Wang Mo's body under his feet, and then he laughed cruelly: "This treasure is good, and it belongs to my old Peng."

As he spoke, he leaned over again, trying to rip off the blood-blue robe.

"Alright, old Peng."

Liu Zhicheng, who had been watching from the sidelines, stretched out his hand to stop him: "Maybe Liu Daoyou will change his mind, and I will be the same senior brother in the future, so it's better not to embarrass him too much."

"Hmph, you're cheap."

The fat monk snorted coldly, stopped his movements, raised a kick and kicked Wang Mo out of the distance, picked up a vacant storage ring from the table beside him, threw it at Wang Mo, and then pointed to a passing monk in the distance and said, "You, just you, take him down to the mine, teach him the rules."

The man's body trembled, and without hesitation, he ran to Wang Mo's approach, picked up the storage ring and stuffed it into Wang Mo's arms, pulled one of them up, and went to the depths of the dark mine.

"Hey, hey, look at what's good about this kid."

After Wang Mo and the two left, the fat monk smiled, looked at the ring in his hand, and a ray of gray light flashed in his eyes, and wrapped around the ring.

The power of Wang Mo's divine consciousness on the ring was expelled at the moment, and Wang Mo, who was running with the man in the mine, turned pale, his body trembled, and he couldn't stop stumbling and almost fell to the ground.

"Tsk, this kid is really good, come on, come on, see the people have a share."

After checking the contents of the ring, the fat monk sighed, his eyes lit up, and he said to the trio.

Liu Zhicheng and the three of them did not hesitate, and unceremoniously shared the contents of the ring with them.

"Okay, it's over, you two continue to guard the Soul Pool, I'll go and report this to Elder Li."

A quarter of an hour or so passed.The four of them finished dividing the treasures in the ring.Liu Zhicheng said.

"Okay."

Lu Zixing and Zhang Ming didn't hesitate much, turned their heads and left.

"Since Lao Liu still has something to do, then Lao Peng won't stay long."

Xu was very acquainted, and the fat monk didn't say much.

"Hehe.Farewell."

Liu Zhicheng bowed his hand and walked out of the mine.

"This Liu boy is a good person, every time he brings a monk from the Nether Realm to come, he doesn't directly loot it, but shares it with me, and he will take care of it in the future."

Looking at its departing back, until it was gone, the fat monk looked proud, and instead hummed a little song, walked to the table on his own, and drank the spiritual tea.

......

Poof.

In a dark corner, the monk who had been instructed by the fat monk to take Wang Mo away threw Wang Mo aside, and then turned around to leave.

But then, suddenly, he turned his head and reached out to grab the iron pickaxe in Wang Mo's hand, and his fingers touched the iron pickaxe and pulled it outward, but it was like holding a green pine in a rock, and he didn't move at all.

"What are you going to do?"

In the dimness, a deep voice sounded, and suddenly two star-like eyes shot directly into this person's eyes.

"Ahem..... Hey, hey, I'm ...... I just want to see if you're hurt."

The man looked embarrassed, smiled, let go of his hand, and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute."

Wang Mo stretched out his hand and grabbed it, stared at his somewhat uneasy eyes, and said in a deep voice: "You have forgotten what Deacon Peng said, let me tell me the rules of this mine."

The man's body trembled, as if he was a little afraid of Wang Mo's gaze, pondered for a while, and then shrunk his neck and said softly, "You let go."

The voice was crisp in the ears, although he deliberately suppressed his throat, but it still made Wang Mo stunned when he heard it, he took a closer look at this person, and found that although he covered his face with dust, his neck was quite delicate and fair.

"Actually, there aren't many rules, you just need to hand over the spirit stones on time, and be careful of those miners, and ...... Don't lose your Pickaxe."

After the man finished speaking, he got up and hurried away without waiting for Wang Mo to say more.

Listening to the commotion, Wang Mo came back to his senses, shook his head helplessly, put his hand down dejectedly, looked at the dim caves around him, and sneered: "What is this?"

As he spoke, he stood up with the pickaxe in his hand, and leaned out his consciousness and dispersed into the distance.

To his astonishment, with the power of his divine sense, he could only reach out for miles, and he couldn't compare to the outside world.

When.

He casually raised the heavy iron pickaxe and smashed it against the rock wall.

Fortunately, he has always been determined, when he was in the Heavenly Wind Continent, he was quite familiar with this kind of spiritual vein mine, although the environment was too bad, but he would not be discouraged.

Wang Mo grabbed the storage ring from his arms, and his divine sense probed into it, and found that the space inside was not small, but there was only a white jade slip.

After a while, Wang Mo put away the jade slip with a gloomy face, and said in a cold voice: "What a Youfeng Gate, this is not going to let these people who enter the mine leave alive unless they join their sect."

It turns out that there is not much information recorded in this jade slip, which is the rules for entering the mine.

Every other year, go to the place marked by the map recorded in it, hand in the spirit stone dug up, and must always report your own location, that is, the month into the jade slip into a breath of their own.

This jade slip is connected to the shackles under the feet, and the prohibition is quite special, it is refined by the strong people in the Nirvana Realm in the sect.

What's more, the material of this shackle is extremely special, and it can suppress the cultivation of the cultivators of the Divine Realm.

As long as a breath is entered, the person in charge of the mine can find out its movement through the formation.

It's for the safety of the miners, I'm afraid they'll get lost in the hole, and I'm afraid they'll do something else.

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