Xiuxian: Start with the medicine boy

Chapter 49

The eighth sub-mine road, inside the cave.

At this time, Cheng Buzheng was in the cave, and after going around in a circle, he checked it carefully.

Then he escaped to the entrance of the cave, and as usual, explored it inch by inch. After seeing that there were no traps, he was relieved.

Then Cheng Buzheng focused his attention on the two guardian monks.

He saw that both of them were Qi-training third-level monks, one from the south and the other from the north, sitting cross-legged in the stone cave, presenting the posture of cornering, guarding against the enemy's surprise attack.

At this time, there was silence in the cave, and the two of them closed their eyes and meditated.

But Cheng Buzheng knew that if there was any movement, he would definitely notice it.

At that time, once they called for help, he had no choice but to flee.

Moreover, I don't know if it has been discovered on the third side of the mine. According to the worst result, there is not much time left for him.

in a blink.

These thoughts flashed by Cheng Buzheng.

He flipped his right hand, and the amethyst crystal twirled in his palm.Then silently injected mana, with the continuous injection of mana, the purple aura became more and more intense.

At this time, the two monks guarding the original mine of Lingshi did not find any abnormalities, and they were still resting with their eyes closed.

Cheng Buzheng thought about it.

A stream of mana turned into a layer of spiritual power, covering the entrance of the cave, and at the same time, a burst of purple light came out from the ground.

At this moment, the two sensed the mana fluctuations and ejected to the ground without hesitation, they shouted at the same time.

"Enemy attack!"

"Come on!"

But not a single sound came out.

When they saw a layer of spiritual light curtain at the entrance of the cave, the two immediately knew that the enemy cultivator had entered the cave.

But they didn't stand still, but prepared to use their mana to shatter the light curtain of their spiritual power.

At this moment, a purple glow had descended, enveloping the two of them.

At this moment, they found that it was difficult to move their bodies, and it was difficult to arouse their mana, so they couldn't help arousing their mana even more desperately. In an instant, their faces were bright red, and there was a trace of blood on the corners of their mouths.

Cheng Buzheng didn't stop, and then raised the amethyst, turning it into a purple light and shooting it away.

"Oh!"

Rocks were flying, dust and mist were lingering, and a palm-sized stone cave appeared on the ground not far from the entrance of the cave, and a purple light shot out.

Immediately.

The air exploded, and the air was like a substance, and circles of ripples appeared in the air.

Due to the crazy rotation of the amethyst, it can no longer be seen at this time. The 81 blades like the dorsal fin of a fish, like a purple light circle, cut through circles of air ripples and rushed towards the guarding monk in front of him.

Seeing the amethyst cut coming from the laser, the small-eyed monk in front of him, the soul of the dead, was struggling to pump his mana, and the movements in his hands did not stop. He knew that if he gave up resisting, he would only die.

"Crack!"

The small-eyed monk did not cast the spell until his death, his body was cut in two by amethyst, and a large amount of blood spread towards the surroundings.

And the short and fat monk at the back witnessed his companion being cut into two pieces with his own eyes, his heart was filled with chills, his magic power surged, and his speed of playing spells surpassed the peak of his life.

When Amethyst Zhuo was approaching, he finally used the vajra mask.

A golden mask enveloped him.

Seeing that the spell was cast, the chunky monk felt relieved and said palely.

"Senior, can you...give me a way out!" He yearned and yearned, looking at the entrance of the cave expectantly.

Hearing this, Cheng Buzheng didn't pay attention.

Cut grass without eradicating its roots, but the spring breeze blows and grows again!
Amethyst Zhuo carried a powerful force, exuding a purple aura, piercing through the air like substance, and rushing towards the gleaming golden defensive shield.

The air waves slapped the surrounding rock walls, the rock walls trembled slightly, the rocks rolled down, the power of the air waves was exhausted, and then dissipated invisibly.

Amethyst Zhuo met the golden light mask.

"Boom!"

The golden mask, together with the chunky monk inside, was cut in two.

Before dying, the chunky monk cursed viciously.

"You. No. Got. Good. Die!"

Cheng Buzheng didn't care. If the curse was useful, there wouldn't be so many high-level monks in the world of cultivating immortals.

Which high-ranking monk, isn't there a lot of bones under his feet, and a bloody storm behind his back.

With countless resources and flesh and blood, today's cultivation has been achieved.

In the world of cultivating immortals, there is no dispute, how can there be spiritual stones, spiritual objects, and medicines for diligent cultivation.

Without delay, he searched for all the spiritual objects on the two of them, and then set fire to burn them into two handfuls of ashes.

Killing and arson is a basic operation. Without that strong heart, it is better not to step into the realm of cultivating immortals.

Otherwise, the final result can only be turned into a stepping stone for others.

He doesn't have a heart of the Virgin or the concept of saving the world. He just wants to fight for his great cause of longevity. Therefore, if he is sure, he will try his best to obtain the cultivation resources.

Cheng Buzheng didn't delay, he knew that at this moment, every minute and every second was extremely precious.

He walked quickly to the front of the original spirit stone ore, and with a wave of his sleeve, a wave of mana wrapped the small pile of original spirit stone ore.

Then, a yellow light flashed.

Cheng Buzheng disappeared into the cave with the raw ore of Lingshi.

Under the ground, while he was escaping towards the fifth branch of the mine, his consciousness wrapped the original ore of Lingshi, and his soul was connected to the small dish in the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness.

In an instant, a small pile of raw spirit stones turned into stubborn stones, and the floating panel above the small plate in the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness changed.

The Lord of the Jade Plates: Cheng Buzhen
Realm: Three layers of Qi practice

First-order high-grade exercises: starry sky (extreme) +
First-tier high-grade spell: Stealth (extreme) +
First-order low-grade spells: Amethyst (Extreme) +, Earth Escape (Extreme) +
Spiritual Power: 1123
After repeatedly forcibly pulling the wool, the spiritual power value on the panel broke through one thousand again. He was very happy in his heart, and at the same time secretly looked forward to the next pile of raw spirit stone ore.

With so much spiritual power, he estimated that in a short period of time, there is no need to worry about spiritual power. After all, there is no such good business outside.

While escaping, he sprinkled stubborn stones to clean up all future troubles.

Soon.

Cheng Buzheng arrived, and the fifth branch of the mine followed a familiar path, heading directly towards the storage location of the original Lingshi mine.

Cheng Buzheng, who was walking under the ground, sensed that there were many monks rushing towards the cave, and shouted loudly at the same time.

Because the rock layer is too blocked, only the sound can be heard, but the specific thing cannot be heard.

He frowned, knowing that it was very likely that the worst outcome had happened, and then he sneaked upwards, and stopped a foot below the rocky layer.

Only then did he clearly hear the voice from above.

"Everyone... Hurry up and gather at the storage point of the raw stone ore, that little thief will appear again!"

"Hurry up... the speed is faster, the third mine tunnel has already encountered poisonous hands!"

"Hurry up and support the mine head, maybe the mine head needs our support at this time!"

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heard.

Cheng Buzheng sighed quietly. He knew that the news had already spread, and he could no longer handle it, so he could only give up. If he paid attention to the original Lingshi mine, he might fall into the schemes of the miners.

"Forget it!
If you squeeze the wool again, the gain is not worth the loss. The risk is too great to be proportional to the gain, and it is not worth such a risk. "

Then, he had a thought.

One foot below the rocky layer, a yellow light turned strangely, and fled directly to the direction of the secret room.

(End of this chapter)