Chapter 78

These guilty miners are like grass mustard in Yu Bao's eyes. In addition, Yu Bao has black Jiao scissors in his hand. Yu Bao inevitably sees these ineffective miners as mole ants. It was also because he was very cruel, which made the miners tremble to find Lu Xiaotian. At the same time, they also kept away from Yu Bao.

Nearly a year later, Yu Bao got nothing except that he hurt Lu Xiaotian twice. Yu Bao suddenly remembered that the two-year period with Qian Dali was coming, so he had to leave the heishuizhai mine in chagrin.

Qinglianfeng and Qian Dali listened to Yu Bao's oral experience in heishuizhai mine cave in the past two years.

Yu Bao's mouth is dry and his tongue is impatient. What he said is nothing more than how complex the terrain in heishuizhai mine cave is and how many ore tunnels there are. How cunning Lu Xiaotian is.

"In that case, let's return the black Jiao scissors. You should step back first." after Qian Dali was silent for a long time, he finally said a word. Although he also knew that Yu Bao's words were true and that thousands of people could not stir up much waves in the mine, it was really difficult to find someone who wanted to hide. Not to mention Yu Bao, a gas refining monk, he had gone in before, Again, nothing. Just two years in exchange for such a useless result, Qian Dali is inevitably unhappy. However, he was about to go out and had no spare time to waste on Lu Xiaotian, a gas refining friar.

Qian Dali stretched out his hand and the black Jiao scissors flew out of Yu Bao.

Yu Bao was full of heart. Most of the pleasure of taking life and death from other miners in the mine was based on this black Jiao scissors. Otherwise, Lu Xiaotian's talismans would be enough for him to drink a pot. But the black Jiao scissors are not his after all. If you don't give up, there's nothing you can do.

What Yu Bao didn't know was that after he left Qian Dali's cave, Qian Dali snorted coldly and reached out to cut a finger at the black Jiao suspended in the air. I saw a black crystal stone protruding from the handle of the black Jiao scissors.

If Yu Bao were here, he would be shocked to death. Qian Dali put a photo stone on the black Jiao scissors. Once he uses the black Jiao scissors, his mana will also stimulate the photo stone to record everything in the mine at that time.

Sure enough, at this time, under the urging of Qian Dali, the photo stone threw down several light columns. The light columns were full of shadows, which was the scene when Yu Bao fought with Lu Xiaotian for the first time.

"Eh, you have entered the seventh floor of gas refining. You can be promoted to the later stage of gas refining in such a short time. It's amazing. It seems that the old thing Qian Dali guessed well. You really have some wonderful treasures."

"When you are dead, the storage bag naturally belongs to me. Qian Dali, an old man, never thought of it. He planned carefully and finally just made a wedding dress for me."

The light and shadow are full of arrogance and arrogance of Yu Bao. If he hadn't seen the virtual image recorded by the photo stone, Qian Dali really didn't expect that Yu Bao, who was still very humble in front of him just now, should have such a sinister and arrogant side.

Then there was a fight. Lu Xiaotian used the talisman and Luo Yanguo to escape. Then there was a black air.

There are also scenes of Yu Bao killing miners with black Jiao scissors.

"Pa, damn it!" Qian Dali looked gloomy and squeezed the photo stone into powder. After a long time, Qian Dali smiled coldly again, "A little spirit refining friar also dares to play tricks with me. I have eaten more salt than you have eaten rice. I really don't know how to live or die. However, Lu Xiaotian's cultivation has entered the country so quickly. There is something strange. It's not too late to force him to obey when he comes back from going out."

Yu Bao greedily breathed the fresh air from the outside world and stayed in the mine for two years. He was really crazy. Although he didn't complete the task, he didn't lose much. In the middle, he practiced faster than usual by using the pill provided by Qian Dali. The only pity is that he didn't catch Lu Xiaotian and get the treasure in Lu Xiaotian's hand.

At this time, Yu Bao didn't know that his abacus had been well known by Qian Dali. Although the photo stone is not common, it's not a strange treasure, but Qian Dali's method of hiding the photo stone is very clever, which can't hide from the foundation friars. Even a few top experts among the Qi refining friars may be aware of it. But Yu Bao obviously doesn't belong to this list.

"Qian Dali's disciple can't do it. Take a rest for two days or go to the factotum hall to see if there is any suitable work." Yu leopard sighed.

A few days later, when Yu Bao was riding the spirit crane, he suddenly felt heartache like a twist. The pain was unbearable. He fell off the spirit crane and died.

Although several monks who were close to Yu Bao felt that things were unusual, among the disciples of LingXiao palace, there had never been a fall from Linghe. What was more strange was that Yu Bao's body seemed to be poisoned. However, Yu Bao's body was quickly taken away and burned.

The person with a bright heart implicitly linked the matter with Qian Dali. But there was no solid evidence, and Qian Dali, as a foundation building friar, could not afford to provoke them. The matter became a gossip among some disciples in LingXiao palace, and then it was settled.

Different from Yu Bao's situation, Lu Xiaotian had a blessing in disguise after he narrowly survived under Yu Bao several times. By chance, he entered a secret mine with abundant Lingshi.

"Wuhua pill!" Lu Xiaotian happily twists a round and shiny pill. From now on, this pill will accompany him until he builds the foundation.

After refining Wuhua pill, Lu Xiaotian's cultivation speed accelerated again. The enchantment is always full of aura. In the rest of the time, Lu Xiaotian kept practicing puppet shadow and various primary spells. Usually, the combat power of a friar lies in various combat skills or spells. With the gradual collapse of the spirit stone, most monks began to transfer to various combat skills that consume less on the spirit stone.

Lu Xiaotian's Hunyuan Sutra has no supporting combat skills. Except puppet shadow, there is only the choice of primary spells. Fortunately, all kinds of spirit stones can be produced in the mine. With the consumption of a large number of spirit stones, his attainments in magic began to be reborn and thousands of miles a day.

"Who?" one day, Lu Xiaotian opened the furnace to release the pill. There was a strange noise in the distant mine. Lu Xiaotian's eyes coagulated, put away the pill and the alchemy furnace, and grew up.

"Lu, childe Lu, it's us, uncle and nephew Weng Zhihan." an old and weak voice came from the dark.

After confirming that no one was following, Lu Xiaotian appeared in the dark. At this time, the three uncles and nephews looked in a bad situation. Weng Sujie was disheartened and embarrassed. Weng Zhihan, in particular, had a deep wound in his chest. He should have been injured by a mining pick. Needless to say, he had a conflict with other miners.

"Mr. Lu, the little old man has found you. Since you left, the little old man has lived like a year and was chased everywhere." Weng Zhihan nearly burst into tears when he saw Lu Xiaotian.

"It's you. How do you know I'm here?" Lu Xiaotian said.

"If we smell the smell of the pill, we guess that childe Lu is refining pills again. We are not afraid of Childe Lu's jokes, and we often smell an intoxicating smell of pills only near childe Lu's stone cave. Therefore, although we didn't see it just now, we also guess that childe Lu is nearby." Weng suqiu said.

"Yes, you don't have to worry, Mr. Lu. Our uncle and nephew fled all the way. Since Mr. Lu's enemy left, many miners have died in the mine. The forces in the mine have been reshuffled, which is very chaotic. The little old man has also been injured. Mr. Lu won't be in danger now. Besides, Mr. Lu's ice silk has been well preserved. I don't know whether Mr. Lu intends to Weng Zhihan took out a pack of ice silk from his arms with trembling hands.

"Yes, I'm refining new pills and regulating the order in the mine. I'll talk about it later."

Lu Xiaotian thought for a moment. At this time, there are still a lot of spirit stones in the border. He can hold on for a while. Besides, it's hard to say whether Yu Bao really left the mine or cheated him out. He needs to inquire in the mine later. After all, he risked life and death from Yu Bao several times, which was once extremely dangerous.

The most dangerous one was six months ago, even the garrison array was used. Under the attack of black Jiao sword, the garrison array, which can trap the refining friars, only held for three moments, and all the array flags were destroyed. But it was also these precious moments. Lu Xiaotian had escaped a distance, covered Yu Bao's sight with Luo Yanguo, and then escaped into the bifurcated mine tunnel to escape from the danger.