The First Sword of the Earth

This Lan Huilin was as fierce as a tiger, and the two were divided into two mines...

This so-called alliance suddenly became a joke, and it was very difficult for the two of them to meet each other in the future, let alone doing things together, it was difficult to say a word or two.

However, Daoist Wang will not take the formula she gave for nothing, and will help him later if conditions permit.

After all, an enemy's enemy can sometimes be counted as one's friend, not to mention that the two have a friendship of more than two hundred years in the same cage. Wang Daochang is also very loyal when conditions permit.

In a word, it is 'conditions allow'.

After going around for more than two hundred years, it seems that everything has returned to the starting point when he was captured here.

The difference is that Wang Sheng's strength has taken a few steps forward, and he has also found two ways to continue to improve his strength. ——The power of the stars, the aura of blood evil.

Next, he just had the opportunity to enter the mine, looking for a place with strong blood and evil energy, and using the method of arranging robbery clouds in his body, he obtained abundant vitality for himself.

In this way, the external conditions for improving one's cultivation base have actually not had too many restrictions, the only limitation is Wang Sheng's enlightenment speed.

It may not take a thousand years to get out of trouble.

Sitting in the wooden cage, Wang Sheng was revolving the fairy formula passed down by Lan Huilin. Yao Yun deliberated the thousands of words of the fairy formula word by word, and soon discovered the 'tricky' in it.

There is a special formula that can detect this immortal method.

Daoist Wang thought about it for a while, and felt that this hidden and broken two immortal techniques are not bad, and can also be used as a 'token' for mutual identification.

It can also be seen from this that there must be a huge force behind Lan Huilin, and this force has already set its sights on Tianfengmen.

I feel that as long as I am patient enough, I might be able to watch a fight between dragons and tigers.

Soon, an immortal soldier came over and threw a wooden plaque engraved with "Tianzi 30" on him, and said coldly: "Wear this plaque on your body, and you will be Tianzi 30 in the future. If you lose it, no one will know where you died."

After saying that, the fairy soldier turned around and left.

Wang Sheng held the wooden sign in his hand, and also saw the simple prohibition engraved on the back of the wooden sign. ——This restriction has only one function, which is to increase one's own breath,

in order to be sensed.

After sitting here for half a day, Wang Sheng suddenly felt that several pairs of eyes had been converging on him.

Following these gazes to search, Wang Daochang discovered that several "coal mine friends" from Yuanxianjing had been observing him.

And these few people were all infected with a lot of blood evil spirit, obviously they were all old drivers who had been here for a long time.

Why are they looking at themselves?

Wang Sheng didn't want to understand it at first, but after he got out of the mine, he suddenly realized it.

He just rested for half a day, and two monks with the coercion of the real fairyland came to this wooden cage with dozens of immortal soldiers.

Of these two true immortals, one is dressed as a scribe, holding a paper fan in his hand, always smiling;

One is wearing armor, with a majestic face, a scimitar across his waist, and his eyes are as sharp as a knife.

The scholar of the real fairyland said: "Everyone, the time has come, it's time to go to the mine."

Those words, however, seemed to say, 'The time has come, it's time to beheaded'.

Thirty Tianzihao miners got up slowly, and Tiandi Xuanhuang simply distinguished them, not that these thirty people were the elite miners, the four mining teams were actually almost the same.

Wang Sheng walked at the back consciously, and some of the immortal soldiers around him would look at him with some pity, obviously thinking that if such a monk in the early stage of flying to the fairyland went to the mine, he would be sent to death directly. It's no different.

A large wooden board, thirty people stood on it one by one.

Dozens of immortal soldiers were waiting in full force, and more than a dozen of them came and took off their handcuffs and shackles, allowing them to restore their cultivation.

Only in this way can they rely on the immortal power below to wrap themselves and resist the invasion of the blood evil spirit without being directly entered by the blood evil spirit.

The two real immortals were also familiar with light carts, each lifted the chain on one side of the plank, then lifted the plank slowly into the air, and fell towards the dark mine beside it.

Soon, the big wooden board was like a 'true fairy elevator', stuck on the excavated cave wall and kept falling.

Everyone is an immortal, so seeing things in the dark is not a problem, and everyone immediately gathers immortal power to resist the invasion of the blood evil spirit visible to the naked eye, and various fairy lights surround this place, shining brightly on this place.

After the blood mine riot last time, the evil blood aura everywhere in the mine became stronger.

Among these miners, Wang Sheng should be the one with the most relaxed mood, although his immortal power is the 'weakest' at this time, and his cultivation is also the lowest.

After all, these evil spirits, which are regarded as highly poisonous by monks, are completely desserts and tonics in Wang Daochang's view, and they are the key to the rapid improvement of one's cultivation base.

After more than two hundred years of digging through the wall to realize the Tao, Wang Sheng's Taoist realm has actually surpassed his real cultivation level at this time. Next, as long as he has enough blood and evil energy, he can quickly improve his cultivation level.

Feixian's late stage is not far away.

And three months is enough for him to take this step.

Stopping his thoughts, Wang Sheng turned his head and looked around.

It can be seen that there are many deep holes in the horizontal direction around the vertical passage, and there are strong blood and evil spirits in them;

These deep holes can't be seen at a glance, and they should be dug out by miners.

The structure of the entire blood mine is like an ant's nest. I don't know how many years Tianfengmen has been excavating this place, and how many casual repair miners have died.

Wang Sheng has been estimating the height of his fall. In the past two hundred years of chiseling the wall, he has also been near the 'spire' at the bottom of the blood mine.

According to his estimation, they fell to two-thirds of the total height, which means that more than half of this blood mine has been excavated...

Because the blood mine is generally in the shape of a cone, the majority is far more than two-thirds.

Bang!

When the board stopped, the thirty miners were startled, and the two real immortals were directly above each holding chains, keeping a certain distance from them, apparently to prevent them from being attacked by groups of miners.

"From today, within three months, you must find at least three pieces of middle-grade blood essence, or thirty pieces of ordinary blood essence, or one stalk of spirit grass, or something equivalent to it.

If you can't find it, you will be left here to fend for yourself. "

Among the 30 miners below, more than a dozen have just arrived. At this time, there are still a few who are a little annoyed, and look up at the two real immortals.

There were also a few people who simply sat down with their legs crossed, expressing themselves in this way that they would rather die than surrender.

But those old miners quickly selected various tunnels, guarding each other and guarding against each other. First, seven or eight people left first and entered different caves around them, and then seven or eight people separated a certain distance and walked separately. into the hole

After that, three or four people stood around Wang Sheng's body, with 'great kindness' in their eyes.

Wang Sheng: ...

A big hand suddenly landed on Wang Sheng's shoulder, Wang Sheng frowned and looked at the palm, Yao Yun's thoughts had already entered his heart.

'In the middle of Yuan Wonderland, one of these miners ranks among the top three in strength. '

Wang Sheng glanced back, and immediately saw that this was an old Taoist priest with a thin figure and gray hair, dressed in a soil-gray Taoist robe, and his eyes were very sharp instead of dull before.

"Fellow daoists, it's better to give the poor dao a face," the old dao said indifferently, "Let this son be the old daoist me."

At the same time, the other three people who were paying attention to Wang Sheng nodded their heads, obviously not wanting to conflict with the old man surnamed Gai, so they took a step back.

"Thank you," Gai Laodao cupped his hands, then pushed Wang Sheng, and said in a rather cold voice, "Let's go."

Wang Sheng looked up at the two real immortals, and found that they were sitting on the edge of a tunnel at a height of more than 100 meters.

The law of the jungle is the common rule in this ancient battlefield, or in this endless starry sky.

Wang Sheng finally understood why he had been paid attention to before.

Obviously, because he has the lowest level of cultivation, he has become a "tool man" used by the miners of Yuan Wonderland.

The other party wants to use him to enter the area where the evil spirit of blood is strong to search for blood spirits or elixir, so that he can be protected from the evil spirit of blood.

To put it simply, it is to let Wang Sheng do two jobs and suffer double the attack of blood evil spirit.

If Wang Daochang was just an ordinary little fairy in the early stage of Feixianland, who was caught by Tianfengmen and thrown to mine, and was exploited by a high-level 'miner' in this way, he would probably be destroyed by blood evil spirit within a few years .

This is to kill his own life. Like Tianfengmen, he has become his life and death enemy.

Wang Sheng turned his head to look at the old Taoist surnamed Gai, and said calmly, "I know what you want me to do, so you don't need to imprison me."

"You're smart."

Gai Laodao sneered, and followed Wang Sheng behind.

Wang Daochang said that he was not under too much pressure. He observed the tunnels and the bones that could be seen everywhere on the roadside.

Wang Sheng sighed deeply in his heart: 'How many evils have been done by Fengmen this day. '

'If the two armies confront each other, those who fight to the death for the forces behind them should be regarded as heroes,' Yaoyun said indifferently, 'this Tianfengmen, so it is hurting the foundation of luck, and it will definitely suffer backlash. '

'But to bring down this Heavenly Wind Sect, with my current cultivation alone, I'm still too far away...they probably have a few heavenly immortals at least. '

Yao Yun said: 'At most, he is a celestial being. If he cultivated into a golden immortal, how could he live in this corner?

You and be careful.

According to our previous calculations, the skeleton of the strong man that formed so much blood and evil spirit should be in the bottom area, and there may be some weird things here. '

Wang Sheng smiled lightly, but there was some anticipation in his heart.

Then, he remembered that there was an old Taoist behind him.

'Yao Yun, can the evil spirit of blood stop those two true immortals from spying? '

'It should be possible, and these two should not care about the miners' fight. '

"That's fine," Wang Sheng began to look around, looking for a good burial place for the veteran behind him.

But then, Wang Sheng thought that the old man behind him might be the one who knew the blood mine best, so he pressed his murderous heart, and planned to send him to peace after he finished talking.

"cough!"

Wang Sheng coughed, already thinking about how to talk to this old man.

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