Chapter 11: The Murderous Land

"Yang Qing, do you know how this cold iron ore is formed" In the evening, Yang Qing had just finished mining the cold iron ore and returned to the stone house with his tired body, and Lu Zhen said to Yang Qing mysteriously.

"I don't know, is there any other origin" Yang Qing shook his head listlessly, he had never heard anyone mention how cold iron ore was formed, he could now read about a thousand words, but he had never dabbled in geology.

"You are either mining ore or practicing all day, and the whole person is dull" Lu Zhen teased Yang Qing, "Don't you wonder why there are always some people wandering around this mining area?"

Yang Qing was the last one to complete the mining of Cold Iron Raw Ore these days, and of course he noticed that some of the disciples who had already completed their homework were still hanging out in the mining area.

The environment in the mining area is not very good, it is not a place for walking, and it is not a good place to practice.

Yang Qing was busy with the homework in hand, and although he was curious, he was not interested in stepping forward to ask.

"Strange, what's wrong, is there something strange about this" Yang Qing glared at the fighting eyelids and asked curiously, the cold iron mine is inextricably linked to his life.

"This matter is a secret to us newcomers, and everyone knows it among the disciples in the last few batches" Lu Zhen knocked on Erlang's leg, and when it was dark, he didn't have anything to do, so he told him what he had heard.

Cold iron ore is generally produced in cold areas such as glaciers and seabeds, and this cold iron ore of the Imperial Wind Sect has no glaciers nearby and is not on the bottom of the sea, so it stands to reason that it will not produce cold iron ore.

The cold iron ore was discovered by an elder of the inner peak of the Imperial Wind Sect, and if it weren't for this elder's deep knowledge of formations, he wouldn't have been able to find this cold iron mine.

At that time, there was no difference between the mountains here and other places, and there was no appearance of cold iron ore at all, with green trees, birds circling, mountain winds blowing, and trees swaying.

The elder of the Imperial Wind Sect found that this flying bird had never flown out of this area, and he was suspicious in his heart, so he didn't dare to enter alone, so he went outside to observe.

This observation of this elder startled him, not for anything else, because these were all illusions, and they were actually an illusion.

The mystery of the phantom array was something that this elder had never seen before, and he knew that he didn't have the strength to break it, so he reported this matter to the sect.

The formation is dead, the people are alive, and several elders of the Imperial Wind Sect still broke this phantom array, and finally sighed, "If it weren't for the fact that several of the eyes of this phantom array have been damaged, the people of the Imperial Wind Sect would not have been able to find it at all, let alone break it."

The phantom array disappeared, and a large amount of evil qi poured out from it, and the people of the Imperial Wind Sect hurriedly dodged, so they were not hit by the evil qi, otherwise even if they were a monk with advanced cultivation, they would also be seriously ill for a few days, and if it was serious, they would lose their minds.

It took three days and three nights for this evil aura to be completely dissipated, and then a collapsed mountain peak appeared, and large and small stones were scattered on the ground, the large ones were millions of catties, and the small ones were the size of human heads.

Seeing that there was no other danger, the monks of the Imperial Wind Sect looked around, and found a lot of things in this inspection.

Several elders who knew the formation found a few broken array eyes, but this array was not the phantom array, what it was, it could not be detected, it must be a very powerful killing array or a trapped formation.

Among the scattered rocks, there are all kinds of blackened remains, human hand bones, arm bones, leg bones, ribs, cervical vertebrae... There are also bones of various limbs of beasts.

These skeletons are very broken, I don't know how many people, I don't know if there are any buried under the mountain peaks, among which the relatively intact is a pair of headless skeletons similar to cow hooves, the spine is like a ridge, and then look at other parts but do not look like cattle monsters.

The monks of the Imperial Wind Sect didn't figure out what kind of skeleton this was, there were many demon beasts of the cattle type, and it was not impossible for cultivation to cause bone mutations.

In addition, there are also many magic weapons that are broken into several pieces, and there are several complete ones, which are much better preserved than the bones, and they are all packed and brought back for study by the monks of the Imperial Wind Sect.

This collapsed mountain peak was originally an iron mine, and many monks with advanced cultivation died here, and the evil qi generated by the flesh of monks and demon beasts infected the iron ore, and I don't know how many years later, the ordinary iron ore turned into a cold iron mine.

This kind of cold iron that is infected by evil qi is more precious than ordinary cold qi that infects cold iron.

It was this time that the Imperial Wind Sect obtained this cold iron mine, and on top of this, the outer peak of the cold iron ore area was added.

Yang Qing let out an 'oh' sound, there was too much information and he needed time to digest it.

"Oh, don't you realize that this is a fierce place?" Lu Zhen was dissatisfied with Yang Qing's reaction, "Humans, beasts, so many dead, it's scary to think about"

"Did you see it?, isn't that the case, how do you know" In fact, Yang Qing's heart was also abrupt, turning his black and white eyes around vigilantly, and his words seemed to comfort himself......

"Don't say anything else, this cold iron ore is real, put it in front of you" Lu Zhen thought that Yang Qing didn't believe it, and said unconvinced, "This evil qi is harmful to the human body, you said that this mining cold iron ore will also damage the body."

"Probably not, I feel good, what is fragrant to eat," Yang Qing said uncertainly, and then faintly felt uncomfortable all over his body.

"Oh, my life, why is it so bitter" Lu Zhen had a bitter look on his face, "I'll look for it tomorrow when I have time, and it's worth it to find any fragments of magic weapons."

After Yang Qing chatted with Lu Zhen for a while, he left the stone house and went to the open space to practice the "Innate Sixteen Styles", which could not be mastered to open up the meridians. Instead, it needs to be cultivated for a long time, and then assisted by the "Transformation Decision".

After listening to what Lu Zhen said, Yang Qing was a little afraid that he would eat himself again when he was cultivating, so he coughed and strengthened himself, and came to the open space with a hard head.

Progress, regression, downward pressure, forward push... Yang Qing skillfully cultivated every move and style, with a serious expression and standard movements.

A stick of incense time, a set of "Congenital Sixteen Styles" finished, Yang Qing sweated slightly, this cultivation of the Sixteen Styles is not a hammer to smash the ore, but it is not much easier than it, smashing the ore for a day is sore, and the body is sore and itchy when practicing the "Innate Sixteen Styles".

Cultivating the "Innate Sixteen Styles" is consuming strength while recovering physical strength, tired and sweaty, but full of energy, otherwise how can you mine raw ore for more than ten days in a row.

Yang Qing knew this very well, mining a day of cold iron ore made Yang Qing have no strength in his body, but he still had to practice the "Innate Sixteen Styles", otherwise he wouldn't be able to get up tomorrow morning and do his homework.

After playing eight sets of "Innate Sixteen Styles", two hours have passed, and after wiping his body with water, he returned to the stone house, and he still has to practice "Turning Breath Decision"

Sitting cross-legged on his bed, Yang Qing recalled "Turning Breath Decision" in his heart, confirmed that he had not forgotten at all, calmed his mood, and began to cultivate.

The reason why I want to keep the "Turning Breath Decision" in my mind is to prevent you from taking out the "Turning Breath Decision" to take a look at it and then practice when you are cultivating halfway, which would be a waste of water in the bamboo basket.

Yang Qing cultivated so hard because he knew what he was for, for himself, and for his parents. It is also for Wang Erli in the eight-wrought iron shop.

"Click" Yang Qing's hand rose and fell, and the cold iron ore cracked in response.

"It's still not right" Yang Qing frowned solemnly and said to himself. Instead of immediately carrying the broken ore to the four-wheeled cart, he stood there and pondered, trying to make the movements of Wang Erli when he struck the iron.

"Try again" Yang Qing's legs were slightly bent, his heels were raised, he was carried with his belt, his arms were carried with his back, and his arms were hammered with his arms, and he suddenly exerted force.

"Woohh

"Bang, bang... Dozens of times like this, another large piece of raw ore was smashed open.

"Yes, that's it" Yang Qing looked at the stone in front of him, and was very sure in his heart, the cold iron ore that could only be smashed by hundreds of hammers could be smashed with less than fifty hammers at this time.

That Wang Erli knew how to use the power of his whole body simply and roughly, and now Yang Qing also understood. Even if it's just a rough use, it can double the power.

"Fortunately, this wooden handle is tough enough, and the force of the rebound did not break the wooden handle, but it is really shocking" Yang Qing was happy in his heart, and he didn't care about the numbness of his arm.

In this way, Yang Qing's speed of mining cold iron ore will increase, and compared with the previous way of smashing, the burden on his arm will also be reduced a lot.

Every time Yang Qing said that he mined the cold iron ore like this, practiced the "Innate Sixteen Styles" and "Turning into Rest", he said that he lived very quickly and comfortably.

When he sleeps at night, he thinks about his father and mother, his younger brother, and the humble home that can bring him warmth.

"Daddy, you will definitely smile when you see me like this" Yang Qing's childish face was hidden with a thick tiredness, and he couldn't help grinning when he thought of this......

"Don't think about it too much, cultivate" Yang Qing drove the messy thoughts out of his mind, took a deep breath, let his heart be calm, and cultivated the "Turning Breath Decision".

Yang Qing sometimes inhales like a dragon, exhales like a whale, sometimes holds his breath and does not inhale, inhales like a dragonfly dotting water, only takes that wisp of air, breathing sometimes steady, sometimes rapid, sometimes alternating between the two, stopping and stopping. It seems that there is no regularity at all, but there is a rhythm in the dark.

Yang Qing kept this situation at first, but gradually got used to it, but in the end it seemed a little natural. Yang Qing fell asleep while cultivating the "Transformation of Breath Decision".

Yang Qingren fell asleep, but he was still practicing "Transformation and Rest".

Yang Qing once thought that "Turning Breath Decision" is to assist "Innate Sixteen Styles" to open up the meridians of the whole body, why one is on the ground and the other is on the bed. Instead of cultivating the "Transformation and Resting Decision" when cultivating the "Innate Sixteen Styles", is it just because of one movement, one stillness.

Yang Qing has tried to cultivate both at the same time, it is almost impossible, cultivating the "Innate Sixteen Styles" will mess up the "Transformation Decision", and cultivating the "Transformation Decision" will forget the "Innate Sixteen Styles".

Unless you can cultivate one of the "Sixteen Innate Styles" and "Transformation Decision" without thinking, it will be impossible.

Yang Qing fell asleep when he was cultivating "Turning Breath Decision", but he was still cultivating, it didn't mean that Yang Qing could cultivate "Turning Breath Decision" without thinking, after all, he couldn't use the breathing method of "Turning Breath Decision" to replace the instinct of ordinary breathing, and as the sleep time increased and his consciousness weakened, the cultivation of "Transformation Decision" also stopped.

However, this represents the most important step he has taken in this regard - an attempt.