Zhou Nan rushed into the magma, and the magma also filled the cave, completely engulfing him. At the same time, the fire monster's giant eyes narrowed. It excitedly thought that after this moment, it would be able to kill the damn little ant in front of it.

However, suddenly, the fire monster's injured eyes suddenly widened, and his eyes were full of cracks, and his whole body softened with a 'bang'. There was no screaming, no loud noise, it all came so suddenly, so suddenly, it was very strange.

A quarter of an hour later, the magma in the cave cooled down, and the head of the fire monster was tightly embedded in the cave, and its long body was softly shrugged, hanging down three or four feet, sticking into the fiery red magma, and disappearing.

Suddenly, I only heard a 'whoosh' sound, as if the cloth was torn, and a hole was opened in the neck of the fire monster. Zhou Nanda gasped for breath, his whole body was scorched, and he crawled out of the fire monster with a fiery red giant sword.

Sitting on the fire monster, he didn't care about anything, and rested for a while. Zhou Nan took out a jade bottle from his arms, poured out a healing medicine, swallowed it, and slowly ran the "Zhimu Decision" to refine the medicinal power and treat the injury.

After half a burnt incense, Zhou Nan stopped his injuries and stood up. After looking at it for a while, he found the right position, carrying the red flying sword, and with just a fierce swing, he cut a deep wound on the fire monster's body.

In an instant, a large stream of silver blood that exuded an extremely high temperature gushed out.

Without hesitation, Zhou Nan freed up an empty storage bag and collected the silver blood. This blood, with its extremely high temperature, is a very good combustible material. Except for the storage bag, there really wasn't anything else on him that could hold such a hot liquid.

After collecting the silver blood, Zhou Nan suddenly found that the body of this fire monster had miraculously flattened.

The original two-zhang thick body was only less than one zhang thick. The thick skin, which was originally hard, has also shrunk. The originally fiery red and shiny scales have lost their color. Everything that was originally had completely changed with the departure of blood. It's like it's decaying in an instant, and it's terrifying just to look at.

He took a deep breath and suppressed a lot of thoughts. Digging out the silver flying sword from the fire monster's eyes, Zhou Nan collected some of the materials, teeth, and tendons that the fire monster could use. Then, he pushed the fire monster down the lava.

Standing on the flying sword, watch as the magma gradually engulfs the remains of the fire monster. Suddenly, Zhou Nan's heart moved, and he swung his flying sword, cut off a large piece of meat on the fire monster, and then flew towards the entrance of the cave without stopping.

Passing through the passage, Zhou Nan moved over a large boulder and blocked the entrance to the cave. Then, in the bottom of the mine, a small cave was opened. He put down the fire monster meat in his hand. Sit down cross-legged and enter into healing.

This time, although he looked scorched all over his body on the outside, in fact, in addition to the physical shock injury at the beginning and the excessive consumption of mana, it was not even as good as the injury he suffered when he fought with the little fat man. It looks dangerous, but it's actually safe.

After all, although the fire monster is powerful, its intelligence is too low. Compared with the treacherous little fat man, it is still much easier to deal with.

Three days later, under the nourishment of the wood attribute mana, Zhou Nan's injuries healed and his mana recovered. After standing up and casting a spell to clean the dirt off his body, he changed his clothes and sat down on the spot.

Casually playing a fireball technique, Zhou Nan took out a flying sword, skewered the cleaned fire monster meat, and roasted it on the fire.

The fire monster has a strange meat and is extremely resistant to high temperatures, and Zhou Nan took a lot of effort to roast it. Sprinkled seasoning on the golden fire monster meat, warmed it for a while, and then didn't care about the heat, took the fire monster meat, and chewed it in a big gulp.

Fire monster meat is very tough and extremely difficult to chew thoroughly. Fortunately, Zhou Nan was already an immortal cultivator at the seventh level of the Enlightenment Spirit, and his body had been washed and removed many times. Only then did he have a good pair of steel teeth, a good appetite, and he could eat this fire monster meat.

Otherwise, you won't really be able to move.

In fact, not all monster meat is suitable for consumption. Most of the monster beasts have rough flesh, and they taste like chewing wax when eaten, making them difficult to eat. Even some demon beasts, the meat is highly poisonous and inedible.

However, the year-long physical exertion made Zhou Nan very urgent about food. Add the defeat of the weak over the strong and defeat the fire monster. So, I don't know which tendon to pull, cut off a piece of fire monster meat, and eat it here.

Although the fire monster meat is hard to chew, at least the taste is okay.

Therefore, it didn't take long for Zhou Nan to finish eating a large piece of fire monster meat. After eating the meat and filling his stomach, Zhou Nan didn't stop, he stepped on the flying sword, turned into a rainbow light, and flew towards the head of the main mine road.

This back and forth, Zhou Nan felt a sigh of emotion in his heart. Although people are still the same person, they are still themselves. But this strength has undergone earth-shaking changes. When he came, he only had the cultivation of the fifth layer of Qiling, and he noticed the strangeness of the mining area, so he did not hesitate, killed the three Confucian students, hid in the mine, and improved his cultivation.

But now, he has accomplished the goal he set three years ago, not only successfully raising his cultivation to the seventh layer of enlightenment, but also mentioning the casting technique to the red heavy flying sword that can be refined on a par with high-grade magic weapons.

Now, except for the task in the sect that has not been completed, Zhou Nan has achieved his expected goals in all other aspects. After leaving the sect, as long as he solves the task problem by himself, then he can return to the sect with peace of mind.

However, he knew that this mission was very unusual. No matter how you deal with it, it's hard to have both. Against the strange monk in the mining area, Uncle Yue, who has never met, he does not have this ability. But if you don't do it right, it is difficult to complete the task, which really makes Zhou Nan a lot of nerve-wracking.

"Forget it, it's better to be careful, it doesn't matter if the mission fails. It's still your own life, and you can't take care of anything else. Zhou Nan rubbed his swollen eyebrows and said helplessly.

All the way to the mountain, it didn't take long for Zhou Nan to come to the entrance of the cave.

didn't go up directly, Zhou Nan flashed into a nearby mine. casually knocked out a skinny miner slave, picked up a fairly loose clothes, and put them on his body.

Then he untied his hair and made a mess, and his body and face were covered with mineral ash. After that, he picked up the basket on his back, carried the mining pickaxe, and limped towards the shaft.

After half a cup of tea, Zhou Nan, like other mining slaves, climbed up the cave with difficulty along the spiral ladder.

Out of the ground, the miners mechanically walked in a specific direction, Zhou Nan just glanced at it casually, did not hesitate, and bent over, pretending to be very difficult, following the crowd, walking forward.

After a while, the miners came through the dilapidated house and came to the two-story dilapidated building where the three Confucian scholars had received them.

After waiting for another quarter of an hour, there were constantly mine slaves coming out of the cave and gathering here, and when the number reached a certain level, more than a dozen red-clothed law enforcement disciples who had only cultivated to the first and second floors of Qiling, under the leadership of a middle-aged man, carried a large box of black food, and slowly came to the hall on the first floor.

During this period, the miners were very honest, and no one made a noise, for fear of angering the group of people in front of them. Next, the middle-aged man took out an account book, and the miners went over one by one, handed over the ore, and received food.

When he saw that he had completed the portion, the middle-aged man collected the ore, recorded it, and then distributed food to the miners. Seeing that he had not completed the weight, his face turned cold, and he just asked someone to collect the ore, and kicked the mine slave out of the gang.

As for whether he will starve to death without food, this is not something that middle-aged people should be concerned about. All he wanted was ore. The life of a mine slave is worthless, and if he dies, he can be caught again. There are so many mortals, and some are resources.

The mine slave who was kicked away could only endure the severe pain and stood aside obediently, not daring to show even a trace of voice to vent his dissatisfaction and unwillingness. When the other miners saw this, they all lowered their heads numbly, without the slightest expression. Zhou Nanzhi said, this group of mine slaves, to a certain extent, can no longer be called human.

Their personality, dignity, and thinking have been completely lost, and they have completely become a group of humanoid cattle and horses in captivity. I only know that Lu Dao keeps mining, exchanging for food, repeating all this, just instinctively living.

Servility has been deeply engraved into their bones. Even if they are rescued, they can't be normal anymore. They can only keep mining until they are tired to death, which may be the only value of their existence.

The few people in front of me are only a small part. For thousands of years, there have been mine slaves like this group of people, and I don't know how many people there are. Just the data of his knowledge of the Dao, the total number of mining slaves of the seven major sects every year is tens of millions. More than a million slaves die every year. For the immortal path of immortal cultivators, this group of people is really making great efforts.

But alas, no one remembered their names. No one even cares if they ever exist. The only thing that is remembered is that he once raised such a herd of cattle, cultivated some land, and made some money.

This is the pathetic of mine slaves, the pathos of mortals. In the face of high-ranking immortal cultivators, they have no ability to resist at all, and they are no longer oppressed, and they are at the mercy of others. It's sad and lamentable, and there is nothing to be done!

Looking at these mining slaves in front of him, Zhou Nan lowered his head, without sympathy, without the urge to stand up for them, and some just thought deeply.