On the Zhong Rǔ stone, Lü Buwei looked at the black smoke demon that pounced in front of him, and just smiled contemptuously. He arched his hand to the sky and smiled: "Please also ask the fairy to make a move!"

A golden light sprinkled down with a faint purple qi in the sky without warning, and the black smoke and purple qi were wrapped in golden light, just like the thin ice flakes in the valley stream under the chūn sun, and disappeared cleanly in a short time, and there was not even a trace of impurities left in the air.

Many of the monks in the crowd who were preparing to move all stayed in place, they looked at the golden light that gradually dissipated in the air, and felt a cold air rushing from the soles of their feet to the heavenly spirits, so cold that they shivered all over, and they no longer had the courage to resist stubbornly.

Lu Buwei sighed lightly, and he persuaded him earnestly: "Fellow Daoists, you have to understand what kind of place this is! It's been a while since you arrived here, and you should have tried it, the prohibitions here are strict, all kinds of escape methods are useless, and all the prohibitions here are arranged by the predecessors of the Golden Immortals themselves." ”

His face changed suddenly, and Lu Buwei put on a compassionate appearance, and said softly: "If you come, you will be safe! The Wonderful Heart Fairy has promised that as long as you mine all the Jinhai Xuanjin and Copper Mines in this mine, you Daoists will be able to leave safely! What a good thing is this?"

Su Rong arched his hand, and Lu Buwei sighed lightly: "Please also invite the new Taoist friends to come up and hand over all the portable magic weapons, the old man is just keeping them on his behalf, and when you leave this place, you must return them all!"

The yaksha around them released blue sword light one after another, and dozens of sword lights accurately pointed at the thirty or so monks who had just come to the mine such as Beggar. Beg pondered for a moment, and the first one walked towards Lu Buwei. His muscles shrank slightly, and the nurturing ring hanging around his neck silently sank into his body, wrapped in an innate aura, and deeply hidden in his Seven Xuan Thief Heavenly Vein Spirit Acupoint.

The heirs of the stolen scriptures are not only the jīng formation and escape techniques, but also the ability to hide items is also extraordinary. Otherwise, if you steal a treasure, but someone takes it away from your body on the spot, wouldn't it be a bad thing and delay your life?

Standing under the Zhong Rǔ stone where Lü Buwei was, Bei Qi raised his head, shook his head with a wry smile and sighed: "Poor Dao Wu Wang...... The seniors looked at the poor Dao like this, where is there any magic weapon with him?" raised his arm and shook it, Beg showed a bitter smile, and shook his head helplessly.

Lu Buwei's deep gaze swept over Bei Qi, Don Beg's fake baby was destroyed, the aura at this moment was between the innate and the golden pill, and he was just the most ordinary monk. His one-armed arm looked very striking, and it was rare for a monk to mix so poorly. The divine sense swept over Beqi's body and found that there was indeed nothing eye-catching on his body, and it was extremely difficult for space-type magic weapons such as storage rings to be stored in his body—supernatural powers such as the mustard seed world, which could only be done by immortals! Lu Buwei's attention was removed from Beqi's body, and he looked coldly at the dozens of monks behind him.

More than thirty monks walked out of the crowd dejectedly, throwing out the storage magic weapons on their bodies. There must be someone hiding their secrets in this, hiding magic weapons, spiritual weapons, etc. in their bodies, but Lu Buwei doesn't care.

Don't beg to know that in this kind of place where there is not the slightest spiritual weapon in the air, ordinary monks will hold on for two months at most, and the true yuan in their bodies will be exhausted. The true yuan is all consumed, even if you keep a few magic weapons and spiritual weapons, what's the use?

There was a golden immortal who imprisoned the mine, and ordinary monks didn't want to escape at all. Since he couldn't escape, and there was no way to replenish the aura here, Lu Buwei really didn't have to worry about what these monks could do. As long as he confiscated everyone's storage rings, he would be able to make sure nothing went wrong.

"Only, if someone has hidden the storage ring......"

Beqi was thinking about this problem in his heart, and Lu Buwei had already laughed: "Okay, the new Daoists who came this month have already handed over all the storage magic weapons they have with them. Now, please also ask the original Taoist friends to come forward to identify, if someone hides the storage magic weapon they have with them, and hides some things that should not be hidden, hahaha, as long as the report is true, the old man will be rewarded here!"

Bebeg's heart twitched, and he turned his head sharply, and saw that the monks of the same cave had jumped out almost at the same time as he had taken pity on them and distributed them a large amount of food and water. Including the most pitiful old monk, they pointed at Beg at the same time: "Chief Manager Lu, this Wu Wangdao man, he has good things hidden in him!"

The old monk exclaimed impatiently, "He has just brought each of us a large piece of bread and a large jar of water!"

Don't be so angry that you gritted your teeth and stared at these dozen monks, eager to kill them on the spot. But a vague divine thought in the void was hovering over the cave, and after weighing his current strength, he still didn't dare to make a move.

Lu Buwei laughed out loud, and he smiled with a smile: "Come on, give a small credit to these Taoist friends who came out to report!"

After a slight pause, Lu Buwei looked at the many monks below and said with a smile: "Everyone remember, Lu is strict in rewards and punishments, and he is the most reasonable. To report a person who has cheated on his behavior, he has accumulated one small merit, ten small merits, which is one medium merit, and ten medium merits, which is one superior merit. As long as any Taoist friend has accumulated a first-class merit, hehe, someone Lu will open the main door and send him away!"

Clapping his hands vigorously, Lu Buwei smiled and said, "New Daoists, Daoists who are already there, is this method good?"

Thousands of monks applauded in unison as if they were crazy, and they clapped, stamped their feet, and shouted loudly with distorted faces: "Good, good, good! Chief Lu is wise and wise, and the rewards and punishments are strict, and we all obey it!"

These monks even shouted the same slogan, not a word has changed, don't beg to hear it with a chill, these people have been brainwashed by Lu Buwei? How did they become like this? Looking up at Lu Buwei, don't beg to secretly grit his teeth, such a heroic figure, no matter where he falls, he will not be willing to be lonely, and sooner or later he will make a big deal!

But don't beg still puzzled, how could Lü Buwei come to the Pangu Continent two years ago, and was unlucky enough to be captured alive by the people of Miaoying Palace?

Beqi was here calculating Lü Buwei's way and purpose, Lü Buwei's stern eyes had already looked at Bebeg, and he shouted: "Wu Wangdaoyou, you...... What else can you say? Quickly give away all the storage magic weapons on your body, Lu someone will not do anything for himself, and he will not be punished!"

With a wry smile, Don't beg to glance at the monks who came forward to report him, he turned back to Lu Buwei and sighed, "Master Lu is in charge of the means. Just now, Poor Dao felt pity for a while, and distributed some bread and water to one of them, this was originally the food and drinking water that Poor Dao usually prepared during retreat, they were very happy to accept the gift of Poor Dao at that time, but they didn't expect that now they will immediately betray Poor Dao!"

Lu Buwei smiled indifferently, he was raised with both hands, looked down at Beqi condescendingly, and sighed: "Fellow Daoist, this is the human heart!"

Lu Buwei's voice was very slow, long, and full of indescribable vicissitudes and ups and downs. He looked at Beqi and sighed lightly: "Please also ask Daoist friends to hand over the storage magic weapon, Lu someone, I really don't want to stain the blood of my fellow Daoists!"

Don't beg to mutter for a moment, he suddenly bowed to the sky, and shouted: "Wu Wang is brave, dare to ask the fairy law to come, there are some meager things here in the poor road, and I am willing to give it to the fairy as a gift for advancement!"

Lu Buwei's face suddenly turned cold, and he shouted, "What are you going to do?"

In the void, a fluctuating voice slowly floated down: "Wu Wangdaoren, what do you dare to say as a gift for promotion?"

Bei Qi raised his head and said in a long voice: "Poor Dao met a life-and-death opponent outside, all the magic weapons were destroyed, and one of his arms was cut off. Poor Dao inadvertently learned from an immortal in the Wanxian League that there was an ancestor in the bottomless abyss of Beiming who had built the Beppu Palace, and he decided to go to the door, but Yīn was captured in this mine by mistake. Today, the poor Dao is willing to offer treasures, just to be able to enter the ancestors' door. ”

The voice that couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman came down faintly: "This is ...... Let me see what kind of treasure it is!"

Don't beg to grit his teeth, he silently used Xuangong, a burst of true yuan surging in his body, and soon a jade bottle spurted out of his mouth, he carefully pointed to the jade bottle, and a spiritual light rose to the sky, which was wrapped in layers of Lan Xiangzhi that exuded an intoxicating fragrance!

This group of Lan Xiangzhi is a real golden immortal-level elixir, and it was lucky to get it in the corridor outside the Xuanjin Jellyfish Palace. For the Heavenly Immortals and the monks of the world, Lan Xiangzhi is a deadly poison, but for the Golden Immortals, Lan Xiangzhi is a supreme wonderful product, with all kinds of indescribable wonderful functions.

Three laughs suddenly came from the void that couldn't hide their joy: "Ah, is it Lan Xiangzhi? It's actually a good treasure of ten out of ten climates? Although you are embarrassed, you have this heart! Okay, you don't have to stay in this mine, now you are my outer disciple, first cāo hold some chores, if you can pass the test of a thousand years, you can become an official disciple of Miaoying Palace!"

The golden light in the void was mixed with purple qi and sprinkled down, and the dozen or so monks who came forward to report Beg howled miserably, and at the same time, a large area of viscous flames like golden solution erupted from their bodies. In just a few breaths, the monks were burned to a small pile of white ashes.

There was silence all around, no one dared to speak, only Bei Qi stood up with a smug smile.

Lu Buwei's face was distorted, he glanced at Beqi deeply, and suddenly said, "Fairy, this person can't take it!"

Don't be furious, he glared at Lu Buwei and shouted, "Manager Lu, where did I provoke you?"

The voice in the void came softly: "Whether you can receive it or not, I can't let you speak." Manager Lu, do what you should do, and do the rest, less cāo heart, less interjection. If you talk too much, you will bring disaster to yourself!"

After a slight pause, the voice chuckled and said, "Wu Wang, you will be the deputy manager of the mine in the future! Well, cooperate with Manager Lu wholeheartedly!"

A golden light sprinkled down, Lan Xiangzhi was wrapped in golden light and disappeared without a trace, Beqi also had an extra green robe, and a heavy cold iron token was hung around his waist.

Don't beg smiled coldly, he said to Lu Buwei: "Manager Lu, please give me more advice in the future!"

Lü Buwei glanced at Beqi with a deep look, turned around and strode out of the mine with people.