After the second piece of lower grade spirit stone turned into fly ash, he glanced at the slightly white window paper on the wooden window, Chen San did not take out the spirit stone to cultivate, narrowed his eyes, and pretended to sleep.

Soon after, Chen San opened his eyes, got up and walked to the door to unlock the door of the room, opened the door, and walked back to the table in the room and sat down.

After a few breaths, a villager walked in with a tray, and Chen San, who was sitting quietly and waiting for him to come, was not surprised at all, as if he was accustomed to it.

While greeting Chen San, he put down a bowl of steaming millet porridge across the mountain, a plate of fragrant white steamed buns, and a plate of crispy phoenix feet, and turned around and exited the room.

Chen San was also unkind, eating and drinking.

After the food on the table was swept away, two people who were already standing at the door of Chen San's room stepped forward, one was the villager who had delivered the food before silently put away the dishes and chopsticks, and the other was also a young villager who led Chen San downstairs.

As soon as I walked down the stairs, I saw a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy eating breakfast on a table on the first floor that resembled the lobby of a restaurant.

This young man has thick eyebrows and big eyes, a nose and thick lips, and he looks at a simple child from a farmer's house, which makes people feel good.

The sound of Chen San's two people going downstairs was already known to the young man, his hand was sending food to his mouth, but a pair of bright and bright eyes swept towards the stairs.

After taking Chen San downstairs, he looked at the young man who was not much different in age from himself and was already a monk in the middle stage of enlightenment, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and his mouth was vague, but he said enthusiastically: "This Taoist friend was also hired by the Qingshuang Sect to come here to mine, right?

Chen San smiled back and said, "Xie Daoyou can call me Chen San." Chen wants to go to the mine first to familiarize himself with the work, so it is convenient to work, and he can't be friendly enough to consider a few words, and he is out of company. After speaking, Chen Sanyi hugged his fists and walked out of the hall with the villagers.

Xie Daniu also returned the salute, looked at Chen San's back, thought slightly, shrugged his shoulders, and continued to enjoy the food in front of him.

The villagers took Chen San out of the gate at the end of the village, and after Chen San asked the direction and location, he took out the ordinary boat-shaped flying magic weapon issued by the Qingyun Gate and flew away with the villagers.

According to himself, Wang Xiaogui's cousin, a villager named Wang Xiaofu, has seen many scenes of monks flying into the sky, and many villagers in the village have been carried into the air by the immortal, but he is obviously the first time he has been carried into the air by a monk.

Wang Xiaofu is obviously not a timid person, and he quickly adapted to the state, spread his feet, gathered his strength, and stood firmly on the boat.

Before he had time to take a closer look at this rare delicacy, Wang Xiaofu felt that the boat under his feet was quickly descending forward, and he looked at it and sighed secretly, it turned out to be here.

Also, the mine is only about ten miles away from Wangjia Village, with the magical powers of these immortals, it is not a blink of an eye, Wang Xiaofu said in his heart.

The dry silver stone mine is not large, at least the surface is not large.

In the boundless dense forest, a gray stone mountain stands in it, the stone mountain is seven or eight zhang high, covers an area of about hundreds of zhang square circle, the mountain surface is not a single inch of grass, through a kind of decay, it seems lifeless.

At the foot of the hill to the village, the trees were cut down to build a few large wooden houses, and the huge piles of rocks nearby were the gravel that the villagers had picked out of the mines.

At the railing of the only two-story building in the wooden house, a female monk with white sleeves and green clothes looked at Chen San, who was quickly descending to the ground.

The woman's jade skin was white and greasy, her lips were red and her teeth were white, and a pair of apricot eyes flashed on her small nose with a pointed face, and she looked curiously at Chen San who was walking towards Xiaolou. Although by the railing, it can still be seen that the woman's figure is quite perfect, with a slender waist on her straight long legs, her chest is towering, and she looks like the elf's little daughter.

Chen San had seen this woman before he descended to the ground, and when he first took a look, he suddenly felt that his eyes lit up, and Chen San, who was young and admired the beauty all day long in Gancheng, did not dare to secretly praise a high-quality beauty. After seeing Yan Qingyu's face, it was really the first one who could be so appreciated by Chen San.

After Wang Xiaofu's explanation, Chen San learned that this woman was one of the guards here, and she arranged the work of the loose cultivators here, so he walked to the small building.

Chen San walked in front of the woman, clasped his fists and saluted: "I, Chen San, am arranged by Brother Zhao Meng to work here, and I hope the girl will arrange it." After speaking, his eyes looked at the woman fixedly, and there was no trace of appreciation in his eyes.

The woman was even more curious about Chen San's demeanor, but she didn't reply, her smart eyes turned, and she looked at Chen San carefully up and down.

Chen San was watched by the woman like this, still looking the same as before, looking back at the past.

The woman was very curious in her heart, the men she had met in the past, even if some monks with advanced cultivation and extraordinary concentration saw her, they still showed all kinds of different brilliance from the eyes that looked at her from time to time. There is love, greed, appreciation, etc., etc., she has received all the eyes that a beautiful woman should receive.

The man in front of him only showed a trace of appreciation in his eyes before he lowered the magic weapon, and the woman was very sensitive to this familiar gaze.

The man's admiring gaze was just a flash in the pan, and he instantly converged, and now he stood in front of him, neither humble nor arrogant, looking directly at himself, without the slightest color in his eyes.

After a few breaths, two charming dimples appeared on the woman's pink cheeks, the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, her silver teeth were lightly exposed, and she also hugged her fists and replied with a smile: "The little woman Feng Xiaoxiao has seen Chen Daoyou, Daoyou don't have to see outside, you can call me a little pee." And about the task arrangement of the mine..."Then Feng Xiaoxiao told Chen San in detail, and his face was like a peach blossom between his words, and he smiled endlessly.

The villagers near a few wooden houses occasionally looked at them, and immediately lowered their heads and started their work, only to muttered in their hearts when this witch of impermanence had become so approachable.

Chen San is also a person who has been in the sect, and he still understands the mining process of the spiritual ore mine controlled by this kind of sect, but now he is just a small casual cultivator, and he has to listen carefully in front of Feng Xiaoxiao, and occasionally pretend not to understand.

After Feng Xiaoxiao's explanation was finished, Chen San hesitated, untied the storage bag from his waist, bit his fingertips and clicked two points at the mouth of the bag, and then handed it out.

The casual cultivators employed by these spiritual mines are still monks from their own sects, and they all need to hand over their storage bags before going in to mine and dig, so that the guards can keep them on their behalf.

Before the storage bag is handed in, it will be banned by the monk's divine sense, and when the mining is completed and recovered, you can also know whether the storage bag has been read by people.

Individual cultivators were not worried about these powerful sect cultivators, or if there were important things in their storage bags, they would place the essence blood prohibition that Chen San had just played.

If the Divine Consciousness Prohibition is laid during the Enlightenment Period, the Foundation Building Period can bypass the Divine Consciousness laid down by the monk to check the contents of the storage bag without breaking the prohibition. The prohibition of essence blood is different from the prohibition of damaging vitality, although the loss of vitality is not much, if a monk in the Enlightenment Period, the person who checks it cannot not touch the prohibition and access the contents of the storage bag without the Jindan period cultivation.

Ordinary sects will not do such shameless things, but there are exceptions to everything, there are still some sects that do such shameless things and make people aware of them, plus even if they are employed, most of the scattered cultivators are still in a state of discord with the sect's forces, and it is normal to place a ban on essence and blood.

Feng Xiaoxiao took the storage bag and looked at Chen San's not tall figure, only to realize that Chen San was not only not very old, but he was also a mid-enlightenment monk, and couldn't help but look down at his hand.

"This person is really a little strange, after seeing this girl's beauty, he can still be so calm, has he ever seen a woman who is more beautiful than me? Also, such a young cultivation is in the middle stage of enlightenment, and the flying magic weapon used just now is only a low-grade magic weapon, but now it is marked with a blood ban on the storage bag, could it be that there are a large number of spirit stones inside, or many magic weapons?"

If Chen San heard this, he would be shocked, this woman's mind was too capable of speculation. If it weren't for other plans, Chen San would not have handed over the storage bag, which was a windfall for the Jindan period monks, so he would not be at ease and put a ban on essence and blood on the storage bag.

This is a normal thing for a casual cultivator, but after Chen San saw Yan Qingyu's beauty, he could endure not reacting too much to Feng Xiaoxiao, so as not to dislike the other party. Unexpectedly, something almost broke here, which made Feng Xiaoxiao extremely curious about Chen San, and guessed eight or nine.

However, Feng Xiaoxiao is a member of a big sect, even if he is curious, he still disdains to do such things. Otherwise, Chen San would have to think about how to get out of the encirclement of dozens of monks now.

Walking out of the small building, Chen San walked to the entrance of a mine cave at the foot of the gray stone mountain where the light and shadow were scorching under the torches, and Wang Xiaofu, who was waiting downstairs, followed Chen San and pointed out to him from time to time.

The gray stone mountain looks dry and fragile, but it is actually extremely hard, and there is not a single cedar to support it all the way in the mine. Facing the unique smell of cold and dry dry silver stone mines, Chen San and the others walked down at an angle, and soon came to a natural cave.

The cave is not high, about three zhang to the top, but there is nearly a hundred zhang square circle size, in addition to the passage when coming, there are 60 holes on the cave wall stretching out, some villagers of Wangjia Village continue to pick out some gravel from it, and go to the exit.

At this time, in addition to the porters who came and went in and out of the cave, there were also several monks who sat on some protruding rocks with tired faces, meditating to recover their strength.

After Chen San came in, these monks were all aware of it, and two of the monks opened their eyes and looked at Chen San and nodded, and Chen San also replied.

As for the other monks, they didn't show any performance, Chen San didn't pay much attention, and with Wang Xiaofu's guidance, he came to the entrance of the cave and walked into the cave with the number sixty, which is the last one.