The flying sword was flying in the air, and the graceful dancing, accompanied by the green halo, was very beautiful. The three Confucian scholars were also completely attracted by this poetic picture. Their eyes widened, and they almost drooled.

But suddenly, Zhou Nan's eyes were cold, and the standard flying sword buzzed, and it shot at the three of them in an instant. Seeing Zhou Nan, who was still talking to him very happily a moment ago, at this moment, after a sneak attack, the three of them opened their mouths directly.

But it's a pity that Zhou Nan has been planning for so long, how could he miss?

Suddenly, only two muffled sounds of "dong dong" were heard, and Confucian Sheng covered his bleeding arm, twitched his face, looked at the two heads that were not dazzling and rolled out on the ground, pointed at Zhou Nan tremblingly, gritted his teeth, and was speechless for a long time.

"You, you, you actually killed the two of them? You demon, you crazy guy, aren't you afraid of the rules of the sect?" After squeezing for a long time, Confucian Sheng issued a ridiculous question with a pale face.

Withdrawing the standard flying sword, Zhou Nan stepped on Erlang's legs, slowly lay on the seat, squinted his eyes, stared at Confucius like a fool, smacked his lips, and said playfully, "Goods like you, there are a lot of them in the Xuanhuo Sect." raised you, not only embezzled the sect's flint, cheated, but also lost the face of the sect. If you let the sect know the Dao, you don't need to do it, you will be drained from the soul and refined. It's ridiculous that you dare to use the rules to suppress me. ”

After the words reached the end, Zhou Nan's voice became colder and colder. Even the air was chilling. Confucian Sheng was also cold in an instant, and he hung his hand weakly, and shut up. As if Zhou Nan had told the secret in his heart, his face was pale for a while, and his eyes were gloomy. As miserable as it is, as miserable as it gets.

Seeing Confucianism's reaction, Zhou Nan knew that his words about pulling tiger skin to make a coat this time, pretending to be charged, and defrauding Confucianism were all true. Therefore, for the speculation of certain things, he is more sure in his heart.

Zhou Nan shook his legs, played with the flying sword, and said to himself, "You are a smart person, don't try to talk about the sect." The purpose for which I left you, you know. Answer me a few questions and don't try to lie. ”

Confucian Sheng was stunned for a moment, and a glimmer of hope slowly ignited in his dead eyes. Pursing his lips a little chapped because of fear, he said with expectation, "To tell the truth, will you spare my life?"

Hearing this, Zhou Nan snorted coldly, his face suddenly turned cold, and with a swish, the standard flying sword turned into a blue light, and pulled out a long wound on Confucius's arm. The blood seeped out in an instant and dripped onto the floor.

"Remember, you are left to live until now because you still have some value. But I can only ask you to answer. I'm a lazy person, I don't like trouble, I don't like crap. I hope you don't do stupid things again. Otherwise, you know. ”

"Yes, yes, I understand, I understand. No more talking. Confucius nodded desperately, not daring to deal with the injury on his arm, letting the blood flow continuously. Even looking at Zhou Nan's eyes, this will be really full of death. In his heart, Zhou Nan is already a madman, an unreasonable madman who does not play cards according to common sense.

The disciples of the sect said that they would kill them, without the slightest hesitation, and they looked confident. Compared with the group of demons of Uncle Yue and the black-robed weirdos, they didn't admit much, and they were even a little more terrifying. But let him betray this group of people, and don't dare to borrow his guts. Because, there are demons on both sides, and it will not end well if you offend anyone, but it is really embarrassing.

Zhou Nan was very satisfied with Confucius's cooperation, "Let's deal with the injury first." ”

With Zhou Nan's approval, Confucian hurriedly took out a jade bottle from his arms and sprinkled some white powder on his arm, the white powder effect was very good, and the blood stopped instantly.

Seeing that Confucius had finished dealing with it, Zhou Nan asked, "Let's talk about the situation in this mine first, I want to hear the truth." ”

Confucius straightened his body and hurriedly said, "Senior Brother Qiyu, this Xuanflint Mine Cave has four main mines, which are more than ten miles deep underground. There are also numerous small tunnels that connect to the main tunnel. There is no definite number, and these mines are intertwined and intricately intertwined, and many new mines are created every day, and even we stewards do not know it. ”

"There were 30,000 slaves in the entire mining area, all of whom were laborers from the world. There are also a small number of people who committed crimes and were arrested by the sect for loose cultivation. Their cultivation is not high, only the first and second layers of Qiling. In the mining area, there is one uncle in the foundation building period, 200 law enforcement disciples, and three stewards. 10,000 catties of flint are produced every year...

Confucian Sheng was scared, no matter whether Zhou Nan asked or not, he truthfully spit out everything about Zhilu Dao.

After thinking for a while, Zhou Nan frowned and said strangely, "Since there is a senior uncle in the foundation building period, what about the others? This Xuanfushi Mine Cave is the lifeblood of this sect, why is the cultivation of the law enforcement disciples here so low? If you encounter a sneak attack by the enemy, how can you protect the lifeline of our sect? Or is it that there is an ulterior secret in this?"

Hearing Zhou Nan ask, Confucius's already pale face instantly shed cold sweat. This man's mind is too transparent. In just a few words, the crux of the matter is grasped. But the pressure from Uncle Yue and the group of black-robed people also made him resigned, and he fell into a desperate situation in an instant.

After settling down, Confucian said with no confidence, "Senior brother, I don't know about this matter. ”

"Hmph, I don't know? So my hand just now was light, you haven't grown your memory yet, do you want me to remind you?" Zhou Nan was furious. As he spoke, the standard flying sword slowly rose, and the head of the sword was aimed at the Confucian Sheng, making a piercing buzzing sound. With a little manipulation, he will dismantle Confucianism into eight pieces.

Seeing that Zhou Nan was dissatisfied, he was about to kill him, Rusheng wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, waved his hands, and hurriedly said, "Senior brother, don't do it, I said, I said it." ”

Zhou Nan put away the standard flying sword, "I hope this is the last reminder, let's say it." ”

Confucius sat on the ground, frowned, and held his head in his hands, falling into deep memories.

"Senior Brother doesn't know, the disciples of the sect who were stationed here a few years ago are not what they are now. Since Uncle Yue came here five years ago, it didn't take long for a lot of strange things to happen. ”

"At the beginning, several senior brothers of the ninth layer of Qiling disappeared for no reason, and in the next half year, all the senior brothers above the seventh layer of Qiling disappeared one after another. Thus, the disappearance caused a great panic. But Uncle Yue stepped forward and punished a few disciples who wanted to return to the sect and escaped, and everyone settled down. ”

But what's even more bizarre is that three months later, in just one short day, the fourth to sixth layers of Qiling, more than fifty disciples, all disappeared overnight. This time, everyone couldn't stay any longer, but Uncle Yue came forward again and promised that no one would go missing again. ”

He also sternly warned that if anyone makes trouble and escapes, there will be no forgiveness. Sure enough, no one has gone missing since. This matter has become a taboo in everyone's hearts, and no one dares to report it to the sect. ”

"The mining area is more than 300 miles away from Zongzong, and with our little repair, it will take at least two days to drive. But no one dares to try, and those who try will die mysteriously before they return to the sect, and their bones will be gone. Gradually, the people despaired, and they all settled down. After that, the three of us cultivated well, and became the stewards here. The rest..."

After listening to Confucianism's frightened and even somewhat desperate statement, Zhou Nan suddenly felt like a big lie, and instinctively wanted to laugh. But reason told him to keep him from laughing. Frowning, Zhou Nan fell into deep thought.

"So, it's a dead land. Then why can you still receive news from the sect, and you can still hand over the Xuanflint stone to the sect on time?" As if thinking of something, Zhou Nan's face sank, and he hurriedly asked.

Xu said the fear in his heart, but Confucian was so afraid of Zhou Nan that he was no longer so afraid, and laughed a little nervously, "Hehe, senior brother, what do you think? As for the last two questions, there is nothing to hide, so I will give them to you for free." When the sect contacted us, we used a sound transmission array, but since five years ago, it has become a one-way sound transmission. As for the matter of handing over the Xuanflint, it was all handled by Uncle Yue himself, and there was no point for us to interfere. ”

"In the message that the sect gave me, it was said that the amount of Xuanflint turned in was getting smaller and smaller, what do you know about Lu Dao?" Zhou Nan didn't think about whether he could leave, and said with a different question.

"Hmph, sect? They only know that the Tao is comfortable and enjoyable, who will care about these mining shitties? Who will remember us tired disciples? As long as the Xuanfu stones handed in are sufficient, they don't even know the way of the ore veins that are about to dry up. Such an act is still worthy of the word sect?" Rusheng raised his head violently and roared with a crazy face.

"Then you dared to use the sect to press me just now, it's really ridiculous. Hearing this, Zhou Nan ignored Confucianism's roar, the corners of his mouth lifted, and he laughed coldly.

Confucius just looked at him, didn't know what he thought, and didn't answer.

"Well, the last question. Tell me the place where you are hiding your private and Uncle Yue's contact information, maybe I'm in a good mood and will spare your life. Indifferent waved his hand, Zhou Nan continued.

Hearing Zhou Nan say that it was the last question, Confucian couldn't help but worry about his life and death. But when he saw Zhou Nan, he wanted to do it again, feeling the great horror that was like a man's back. With a useless twitch of his heart, he didn't dare to hesitate any longer, so he looked at Zhou Nan hopefully, and carefully said the place where the Xuanflint was hidden and the contact information of Uncle Yue.

After getting the answer, I thought about it for a while, and saw that there was nothing missing. Under the anxious expression of Confucius, Zhou Nan sneered, and the flying sword flashed, ending him. casually, with a few fireballs in hand, the three of them were cleaned up.