The first day of Qianyang's miner career came as promised, he followed Yang Gong's example, found a pickaxe, carried a bamboo basket on his back, and followed Yang Gong into a mining hole.

Wu Shui also did the same, shaking his arms and following behind.

Not to mention, the three Jindan bigwigs walking together are still quite deterrent, and the rest of the miners subconsciously stayed away from these masters, and they all looked for another mine to start work.

Yang Gong took the two of them to walk in the mine for a while, found a stone wall that was pleasing to the eye, spit twice on his hand, picked up the pickaxe and began to plan, and his mouth was rhythmically shouted from time to time, and the smooth and extremely beautiful movements easily proved his identity as a senior miner.

Qian Yang and Wu Shui glanced at each other, shrugged their shoulders, dispersed not far away, and began to dig a pit against the stone wall.

Qian Yang really hadn't seen it, and he couldn't imagine it, anyway, if someone was planing the wall, he would just plane the wall.

Speaking of mining, there is really no technical content, Qian Yangchu did a good job as soon as he got started, of course, the efficiency is definitely not as good as a pickaxe like Yang Gong, but it can barely be regarded as personal strength.

It's just that after only half a pillar of incense, Qian Yang felt that his shoulders were sore, and his arms seemed to be getting heavier and heavier.

Qian Yang showed a sad face, carefully experienced the state of his body, and soon discovered the problem, the aura in his body was honestly lying in the meridians, not moving at all.

Under normal circumstances, the spiritual power in the monk's body is constantly circulating, and there is spiritual energy support between gestures, as long as the consumption of spiritual power is controlled, let alone digging, even if it is a high-intensity battle, it will definitely last for half a day before there will be a sense of fatigue.

But in the mine, the aura in the monk's body is like a dead fish, there is no sign of flow at all, and the pickaxe and pickaxe rely on the power of the pure flesh, and the transformation effect of the normal monk's cultivation on the flesh is extremely limited, which makes Qian Yang, a Jindan power, soon have a feeling of physical overload.

Or it can be put another way, after the spiritual power was banned, these monks in the mine were actually ordinary people, doing overloaded physical labor all day long, and the high cultivation level was just ordinary people with slightly better physical conditions and slightly greater strength.

To a certain extent, there is no essential difference between Jindan and Zhuji, of course, if it is the Qi refining period, it can only be equivalent to the old, weak, sick and disabled, and whether or not you can plane the hard stone wall is still between the two.

And Qian Yang, Jin Dan, who has never done physical work, is probably only explosive in the place where he is stronger than the foundation miners, so he may be quite energetic with only a few strokes, but after a long time, the body can't stand it.

Throwing the pickaxe on the ground, he shook his arm vigorously, and when he turned his head, he saw Wu Shui doing the same action as him. The two grimaced at each other, and said in their hearts that no one should laugh at anyone!

"Ding!"

Qian Yang was stunned for a moment, and saw Yang Gong throw away his pickaxe, stretched out his hand to pick @ and dig on the earthen wall for a while, and then magically took out a fist-sized black stone from the wall.

It turned out that the "ding" sound just now was the sound of his pickaxe planing on the hard rough stone.

Yang Gong didn't look back, threw the stone into the bamboo basket behind him, picked up the pickaxe, and dug it up again.

Qian Yang's eyes were red, he picked up the pickaxe and shaved it again, but he couldn't bear the pain in his shoulder, and after a few shaves, he left the pickaxe on the ground.

It's really human work

Qian Yang shook his head and smiled bitterly, he didn't know which tendon he had built wrong, why did he come here to be a miner?

The fat man in Yang Gong is a workaholic, even if he is already sweating profusely, the pickaxe in his hand has never been idle, and he has dug four rough stones large and small in an hour.

Qian Yang stopped digging and stopping, and the time to shake his hands was much more than the time to mine, and he didn't see a single stone, but the blisters on his hands had already risen.

Wu Shui's body is not at a loss, and the stone chips are splashed on the wall, and the momentum is amazing, but the time to shake off his hands is only a lot more than that of Qianyang, and the same rough stone has not been dug up.

Qian Yang still doesn't believe in that evil, after digging for so long, he has to dig a stone to prove that he didn't do useless work, just about to grit his teeth and exert himself, but he was sad to find that he was shamefully hungry.

Hungry

That's what hunger feels like!

Qian Yang didn't remember how long it had been since he had experienced the taste of being hungry, he usually ate such a good and cheap thing as Bigu Dan as jelly beans, so the Bigu Dan in his stomach should not have expired, and he ate a large piece of fatty animal meat in the morning, why was he hungry?

"I don't know if there's any meat left in the pot outside. Qian Yang really felt that he was a dead man.

At this moment, there was a sudden shouting sound outside the mine, and Qian Yang listened attentively, vaguely calling for help.

Is this a fight? Qian Yang's limited imagination can only come up with this.

Yang Gong obviously also heard this voice, he put the pickaxe on his shoulder, and the person walked towards the outside of the cave, and after walking out for a long time, he remembered that there were two unknown Xiaobai behind him, turned around and beckoned, signaling the two to go with him.

Let's go, we haven't been afraid of anyone in a fight! Qian Yang followed behind Yang Gong with a pickaxe and followed the sound.

The sound was another mine road, and by the time Qian Yang and the three of them found a place, there were already seven or eight miners surrounded there, and Deacon Bai also rushed to the scene first.

It is impossible to fight, Qian Yang took a closer look and understood, it turned out that there was an old miner with a wrinkled face who found an oversized rough stone in the wall, and he couldn't get it alone, so he had to call someone to come and help.

It was a giant rough stone with a red skin, and it had not yet been dug out of the soil wall, but just by looking at the exposed part, you could know that this stone was not at least one person high, and Qian Yang felt that this stone had to weigh at least two or three tons.

Qian Yang's heart was a little weak, the monks in the mine had become ordinary people, and there was not even a machine here, how could he get the stones out?

"Dig out the rocks first!" Deacon Bai shouted, and he rolled up his sleeves and carried his pickaxe to plan.

Immediately after him was Yang Gong, and the old man's eyes had been shining since he entered the mine, and as soon as he heard that he was working, he immediately rushed out and slashed along the edge of the huge stone.

Qian Yang had the heart to go up to help, but after weighing his own ability, and then looking at the limited position, he stood aside to cheer people on with interest, and did not go up to make trouble.

It was not easy to dig out such a large stone, but fortunately, the six men who came to pick up in front of them were all elite miners who were somewhat confident in their abilities, and each pick saw the earth and stones splashing, and in a short time, the huge rough stone had been cut out of the wall.

When he was working, Qian Yang couldn't intervene, and he could only stand far away when he was extremely bored

On the side, study the huge red stone.

The surface of the stone was covered with mottled dust, and it was difficult to see the whole picture of the stone until it was cleaned, but the exposed part was enough to give Qian Yang an initial general impression of the stone.

This is an angular red wax stone, the shape belongs to a typical mountain stone, and the bright red color represents the characteristic output of the red mountain mine.

As far as Qian Yang knows, in the entire Western Wilderness, only the Hongtoushan Mine will produce this kind of bright red stone, and this specialty accounts for about 40% of the total output of the Hongtoushan Mine.

The rough stone production of Hongtoushan Mine is not low, and this forty percent is actually an extremely large number, but because the rough stone of Hongtoushan Mine is not officially listed, this kind of stone cannot be seen on the market at all. The only piece that Qian Yang had seen before was a small piece the size of a fist that he had seen at the Stone Master Exchange Meeting.

The gambling stones are all connected, and the clues of the internal form of the original stone can be seen through the performance of the outer skin, even if it is the most deceptive appearance of the Cangcang stone, the slightly lighter color of the stone skin clearly proves the lack of maturity, and the performance of this giant red wax skin makes Qian Yang's eyes shine.

The transparent color, the slippery texture of the @ moist, coupled with the bright red python belt that could not be covered, more than a foot wide, as brilliant as fireworks on a summer night, Qian Yang's breathing subconsciously stagnated, and the constant exclamations also sounded in his ears one after another.

The people present are all miners who have been digging stones for half their lives, and when it comes to the ability to taste stones, even if they are not as good as professional stone tasters, they must have at least their eyesight. And the exaggerated appearance of this stone is even more certain at a glance, this is a treasure-level super rough stone.

The stone had been completely dug out of the earth wall, and the white deacon threw away the pickaxe in his hand, stretched out his hands to brush away the dust from the rough stone little by little, and a slightly trembling tsk flowed out of his mouth intermittently.

"Red Giant!"

I don't know who spit out this slightly cheesy but extremely apt description.

"Indeed, it's a red superstar!"

"How much is this worth?" Wu Shui gently tugged at Qian Yang's sleeve.

Qian Yang was stunned: "You are the third, you ask me?"

Wu Shui was not embarrassed, and replied in a low voice: "I haven't seen much red stone, I can't understand it." ”

Qian Yang frowned, and after thinking about it for a while, he knew that what Wu Shui said was true, in the first round of the exchange meeting, this Master Wu missed the high-quality red skin stone.

Sighing softly, Qian Yang said in a low voice: "If you guess correctly, that bright red python belt should be the best fire spirit stone hidden in it!"

"The best fire spirit stone?" Wu Shui nodded slowly: "Well, the fire spirit stone is indeed this color. ”

Qian Yang was the one who owned the best spirit stone of the Fire Walk, and in his opinion, the color of the python belt on the original stone was almost exactly the same as the color of his top grade spirit stone. It was as if the thin layer of stone skin couldn't block the light of the Fire Spirit Stone at all, and it was easy to leak out of his own background.

Wu Shui asked again, "How many top-grade spirit stones will there be in there?"

Qian Yang secretly made a brief calculation, and his face became a little stiff: "Look at the area of that python belt, if the depth of penetration is enough, there is nothing impossible to extract a thousand top-grade spirit stones from it."

"A thousand top-grade spirit stones?" Master Wu snapped his fingers and gasped: "That's a billion yuan, right?

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