Chapter 70

"Spare me, spare my life. The little old man and his two nephews were blindfolded by lard. Young Xia, spare us a lot." the bald old man begged with snot and tears.

"I wanted to kill me before, but now I want to beg for mercy. Don't you think it's too late?" Lu Xiaotian didn't mean half pity, but the sword in his hand tightened.

"Uncle Han, don't ask him. Anyway, after more than ten years in the mine, I've been bullied by other miners all day. For me, life is better than death. It's better to get rid of it early." a thin young man who was kicked by Chu Lu Xiaotian in the early stage of gas refining, gritted his teeth and got up from the ground in pain.

Another man was also very weak and said with a tragic smile, "even if he let us go now and didn't have enough spirit stones to give to Hu snake, he couldn't escape death."

"Didn't you give all the minerals you dug to the mine supervisor of LingXiao palace, and who is this Hu snake?" Lu Xiaotian clearly remembered that Kuang Lin seemed to be a Baimei youth named Chi Qing, who might be the impatient young man.

"Mine supervisor? That's the head outside, Hu snake. That's one of the heads inside the mine. Since he was persecuted and fled into the mine to make a living, and his cultivation fell to the middle stage of gas refining, he was bullied by several leaders in the mine. They didn't collect spiritual stones themselves, but robbed the spiritual stones we painstakingly collected. With the annual mining, the spiritual stones in the mine continued to decrease and wanted to open them If more ore is mined, we must dig new tunnels. Originally, we could not collect much spiritual stones, and then they forcibly collected and scraped away some of them. They can exchange very little food and just survive. "The bald old man seems to be infected by two young people and looks miserable.

"Persecution, who are you persecuted by?" Lu Xiaotian asked curiously when he saw that the three people were not acting.

"It doesn't work if you say it. The man is an expert in building foundations. Maybe you don't know him at all." the weak man shrugged and smiled and sat down slowly with his back against the rock wall.

Lu Xiaotian frowned. What the weak man said was true. There were more than a dozen Jindan friars in LingXiao palace and seven or eight hundred friars in Zhuji, separated in more than a dozen different areas. For example, there are more than 60 foundation builders in his Qinglian peak area. Except for the chance to see four foundation builders Qian Dali when signing up for LingXiao palace, others have entered LingXiao palace for more than a month and a half, but they have not seen one.

"Brother Qiu, I don't care so much about him. We escaped into the mine to escape the persecution of Qian Dali. We've been hiding for ten years now. It's impossible to go out, and it doesn't work to keep this secret. Maybe one day we can't live. It's not cheap for him to take Qian Dali's secret to the earth." the boy vomited blood and said angrily.

"Qian Dali from Qinglian peak?" Lu Xiaotian asked with narrowed eyes.

"Do you know Qian Dali?" the bald old man looked surprised at the same time and looked at Lu Xiaotian warily, worried that it was the friars sent by Qian Dali to kill them.

"Of course I know. I'm from Qinglian peak. I have nothing to do with Qian Dali, but I'm very interested in his secret." Lu Xiaotian smiled. It's no coincidence that he didn't write a book. Unexpectedly, he met several gas refining friars persecuted by Qian Dali as soon as he came in because Qian Dali hid in the mine. Qian Dali, the old fellow, first find out his secret, then have strength, and then find him to avenge this arrow!

"I won't tell you the secret unless you promise to let us go." the bald old man turned his eyes.

"Do you think you still have the ability to bargain?" Lu Xiaotian smiled, waved his spirit sword and picked it at the weak man's neck.

"Stop, stop, I said, I said." a trace of fear flashed on the bald old man's face. Although the young man in front of him was young, he was still more decisive than when he first broke through the cultivation world.

"Ha ha, bald Weng, your uncles and nephews haven't handed in today's spirit stones. Do you take the initiative or do you want me to do it!"

When the bald old man was about to speak, a middle-aged man with a fierce face and a scar on his face walked out of the deep mine with a laugh.

"Hu snake!" the bald old man and his two nephews couldn't help shrinking their necks. It seems that they have suffered a lot from this Hu snake.

As soon as Lu Xiaotian's pupils narrowed, the Hu snake suddenly became a great and perfect friar of Qi refining. At the same time, he was followed by two friars in the later stage of Qi refining, five friars in the middle stage of Qi refining. They were full of spirit. They were much stronger than the flagging bald old man.

If he met this group of friars with unknown friends and enemies outside the mine, Lu Xiaotian turned and fled without saying a word. However, most of the friars exiled in the mine violated the rules of LingXiao palace, or offended the casual cultivation of LingXiao palace. Before he died, he was directly deprived of all spiritual tools and thrown into the mine to mine. Except for a few spirit pickaxes used for mining, there are no spirit tools for attack or defense. They only attack by magic. There are no healing pills. He was not so afraid.

"Yo, there's another monk in the middle of Qi refining. You look dark and energetic. I'm afraid you're a disciple of LingXiao palace who just entered the mine. You're a disciple of LingXiao palace?" Hu snake flashed a color of greed in his eyes when he saw the spirit sword in Lu Xiaotian's hand. However, before he knew the origin of the opponent, Hu snake still restrained his killing intention and asked.

"Yes, it's the disciple of LingXiao palace who has just brought in the factotum. I want these three people. You're not allowed to trouble them later."

Lu Xiaotian said, secretly taking out a stack of talismans from the border and clasping them in the palm of his hand. Compared with those who were in Wangyue city before, the guys who came out of the disciples of Lingxiao Palace are much better than those who are poor. The price of the talisman they bought is not only more reasonable than that in Wangyue City, but also there are many second-order and third-order talismans. But the fourth level talisman was still scarce and couldn't be bought.

"Ha ha......" Hu snake and other monks laughed and breathed back after a long time.

Hu snake threatened with a gloomy face, "Boy, I saw you were a disciple of LingXiao palace just now. I'm afraid of causing trouble, so I'll give you some face. But a kid with six layers of Qi refining, you really kick your nose and face. I'm not afraid to tell you the truth. The last disciple of Lingxiao Palace has the same cultivation as you. You're so arrogant that you didn't get killed by me in the end. Get out of here, or you'll die today next year It's your Memorial Day! "

With that, Hu she took out a cheap spirit knife from her skill. Several monks behind Hu she also clenched their spirit pickaxes and shovels, revealing their ferocity.

"It seems that you are going to propose a toast instead of a penalty."

Lu Xiaotian smiled coldly. He had heard that the environment in the mine was dangerous and some bullies bullied the weak. He didn't care. However, if he wanted to be undisturbed in the mine in the future, he had to take some knife with no eyes, and the object of the knife should not be too bad. Other people would know that he was not easy to provoke. At present, this group of people is not bad.

It's better to start first, and then suffer. Lu Xiaotian directly threw out a magic talisman. Big fireball, thunderbolt thunder gun and ice cone can be used for 50 or 60 magic talismans in a row. There's not enough space to dodge in the not too spacious tunnel.