life lock repair god

Although Wanchuan Star is also a planet with life, there are not many human beings living on the planet, mainly because there are too many rivers on the planet's continent, floods are raging, and the water monsters in the rivers are also extremely powerful.

Here, it is not suitable for human life with relatively weak physique.

The rivers are as dense as a net, and there are many strange peaks and mountains. Among the thousands of mountains, there is a Qinglong Mountain System that spreads for hundreds of miles, and the Lingshi veins of Qinglanzong are hidden in the ground of the Qinglong Mountain System.

Flying out from Wanchuanxing's teleportation array, Dongfang Mingyu set up his flying sword, released mana to protect everyone, and flew across the clouds.Only half a stick of incense passed, and a tall and winding mountain range appeared at the feet of everyone.

The entire mountain range is lush with vegetation, as if covered with a green coat, and its majestic posture is really like a green dragon lying in the wild, which is indeed the name of the mountain.

The Qinglong Mountain System has a vast territory, surrounded by many small mountains and rivers, and the terrain is very complicated.

"On Wanchuan Planet, there are not many human beings, only some uncivilized primitive natives. It is best not to provoke them. In the great rivers and deep in the mountains, there are many low-level monsters. Although they The strength is not very strong, but it is not something you can easily deal with. You had better not leave the mine too far, so as not to incur the disaster of killing yourself. If anyone has a breakthrough in cultivation, they can still return to Lingyun Peak to continue their cultivation." Just fell At the foot of the mountain, Dongfang Mingyu confessed to everyone.

In front of Zheng Lin and the others, there was a turbulent mist, in which was hidden a powerful prohibition formation, which was used to defend the mine veins.

After finishing his speech, Dongfang Mingyu stretched forward with one hand, pinched his five fingers a few times, strands of silver light intertwined to form a set of seal formulas, and entered them into the formation.

After a while, the steaming mist suddenly revealed an oval passage, and an old man with wrinkled clothes and a hunched waist slowly walked out.

The old man's face was very ugly, as if he had been gouged out by a sword, his black and white hair was very messy, and his eyes were cloudy.

"Senior Brother Wu, please come here without any harm." To everyone's surprise, it was Dongfang Mingyu, who had a high status in the Qinglan Sect, who greeted him first. Judging from his expression, he seemed to be respectful towards the old man.

"Come in." The old man surnamed Wu made an old voice, then turned around tremblingly, and walked deep into the passage.

"Let's go, you have to listen to Master Wu's words in the future, don't make him angry, but remember?" Dongfang Mingyu stepped into the passage, and confessed to everyone in a serious tone.After seeing everyone nodding, they strode forward.

Zheng Lin and the others were all inner sect disciples of the Qinglan Sect, and their masters were of the same generation as the elders. Usually, when they saw a group of elders or elders of Yuan Lingqi, they would all call them "Uncle Master" or "Master Master". uncle".

Walking in the passage of the formation, there was a faint sound of thunder coming from all around. Looking around, I saw lightning, thunder and fire flashing elsewhere. Zheng Lin and other low-level disciples all showed expressions of horror.

In Xuanfengxing, the Qinglan Sect is the most world-cultivating leader, and no one dares to plunder his beard. There is no powerful defensive formation around the sect's resident Lingyun Peak. The Qinglan Sect, who has been proud for countless years, has never Has been provoked by a powerful enemy.Therefore, disciples of the Qinglan Sect who are still weak in cultivation such as Zheng Lin have no chance to see the powerful formation at all, so they feel very novel at this time.

For a first-class cultivating sect, there are generally at least a dozen ore veins of spirit stones like the Qinglong Mountain Department. They provide a powerful sect with training resources, and it is also a manifestation of the strength of the sect.

As for the spirit stone veins on the world of cultivating immortals, whoever finds them will benefit, and generally they will not be attacked or plundered.

However, in general, there will be unexpected situations. The spirit stone contained in a spirit stone vein will still make some monks tempted.

The thickness of the formation is a thousand meters, and after passing through it, it is the entrance of the Qinglong mine. It is not very big, two people high and one foot wide.

Just at the entrance of the mine, there was a hut. The hunchbacked old man led everyone to the door of the hut, but did not invite everyone to enter.

"Junior Brother Dongfang, you can go back." The old man sat on the rattan chair in front of the door, and said in a calm and authentic tone.

Dongfang Mingyu originally wanted to say a few words, but unexpectedly, the old man chased away the guest directly, smiled awkwardly, and said: "Senior Brother Wu, the Yuanzhang galaxy may not be peaceful these days..."

Before Dongfang Mingyu could finish speaking, his senior brother Wu impatiently waved his hands and said, "Junior Dongfang, give my regards to the senior brother and uncle who are in charge of the sect."

Dongfang Mingyu knew that the old man had a strange temper, and he could also hear that he had issued an order to expel the guest, so he smiled awkwardly, without the majesty of a precept elder at all, and after explaining a few words to Zheng Lin and the others, he turned back and entered the passage .

Following Dongfang Mingyu's footsteps, the passageway also slowly closed, and after a while, the passageway was covered with clouds and mist.

But in such a short time, the old man closed his eyes tightly, and after a while, he snored soundly.

Zheng Lin and the others were a little dazed and didn't know what to do, so they stood silently in front of the hut, not daring to say a word.

It wasn't until about five hours passed that the old man woke up slowly. When he saw Zheng Lin and the others, he said angrily, "Why are you standing here so stupidly instead of working?"

Hearing this, Zheng Lin and the others were all stunned. They were newcomers and didn't know anything about this place. Even if they wanted to work, they had to know where to start.

The old man saw that the expressions of a few people were different, and he seemed to be a little afraid of himself, and he was secretly proud of himself, but it didn't show on his face.

Turning around and entering the hut, when the old man came out, he had a few more shovels in his hands, and gave each of Zheng Lin and the others one, and said: "There are many tunnels in the mine, you choose a place where there is no one else. Land, go digging. Those who don’t spend 50 yuan of spirit stones every day will have no meals on the second day; those who accumulate more than 50 yuan will get a day off; Have fun here."

Zheng Lin and the others each carried a shovel and walked slowly into the mine. The miserable days of the miners had begun.

After walking for half a day and more than 20 miles, Zheng Lin and others saw the branch tunnel. Everyone was unfamiliar with each other, so naturally they split up to find a place to work.

Most of the people who mined here were at the enlightenment stage, and they were sent here after years of practice and failed to break through. However, people like Zheng Lin who have no skill at all are just this one case.

The shovel is very heavy. Zheng Lin estimates that it weighs at least 30 kilograms. It didn’t feel heavy when he was carrying it just now. After walking for half a day, although Zheng Lin found an empty tunnel, he no longer had the strength to swing the shovel. .

After resting for a while, thinking that there is still a lot of work to do here, in order to fill his stomach tomorrow, Zheng Lin vigorously swung his shovel and poked hard on the rock at the end of the tunnel.

"clang……"

There was a crisp sound, and Zheng Lin felt a sharp pain in the tiger's mouth, and the shovel fell off, hitting his instep hard.