Aiming for the Immortal Path

"ah……"

A scream sounded out, and the Yuanying who spoke was shaking violently, and his consciousness was wiped out alive.

"Hmph, you don't know how to live or die, so you want to threaten me?"

He looked down at the Yuanying who had completely lost consciousness in his hand, took out a jade box, and put the Yuanying into it.

Putting away the jade box, the mustached monk's eyes fell on the other Nascent Soul monk who had already been frightened to death.

"What about you, do you have any conditions you want to talk to me about?"

"No, no! When that person fought against us, he used the innate Gang Qi. Judging from his condition at the time, the Innate Gang Qi should have been cultivated not long ago."

Yuanying quickly shook his head and told the information he knew.

"Is this what you rely on?"

The mustached monk had a cold face, and the real energy surged in his palms.

Hundreds of thousands of mines, there are not tens of thousands but thousands of guys who have entered the immortal way through martial arts.

Such news is of little value in his eyes!

"That man's martial arts skills are similar to those of a monk here named Ren Ze."

"I heard that half a year ago, Ren Ze was stopped and robbed, and he was almost beaten to death because he refused to hand over the spiritual crystal. At a critical moment, he was rescued by a mysterious young man. And that young man was probably the person the Taoist friend was looking for. "

Before the mustached monk could kill him, Yuanying hurriedly raised his voice and continued to speak.

"Ren Zema...that little old man took the initiative to come here. A hundred years ago, he found a lot of spiritual crystals."

"Very good, the information you provided is very useful to me. Now, you can go with peace of mind!"

The mustached monk squinted his eyes and immediately recalled the old figure who found a large amount of spiritual crystals every once in a while.

Seeing the mustached monk smiling, Nascent Soul was about to let out a sigh of relief.

But the other party's last words made him stunned on the spot.

Immediately afterwards, a powerful surge of true energy came and enveloped his Nascent Soul.

"You... you bastards, you will suffer retribution one day!"

He only had time to let out an unwilling wailing sound before Nascent Soul's consciousness disappeared.

Putting the Nascent Soul in his hand into the same jade box as before, the monk with the mustache did not go further into the corridor, but flew towards the top of the corridor.

The clues are already there, so the next thing to do is to arrange for people to do it.

Going deep into the mine tunnel, not only is it dangerous, but there is also no way to deal with it immediately if there are other incidents above.

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Su Twelve, who was running hurriedly in the tunnel of the mine, did not expect that he would escape disaster again with a single thought.

Although his appearance has changed, his cultivation is now sealed. Such disguise means it is impossible to hide it from others under the scanning of the monk's spiritual consciousness.

Not long after, Su Twelve arrived near the corridor that separated him from the old man.

The place chosen as the hiding place was not only deep in the mine, but also relatively remote.

Even though a large number of monks entered the mine, few monks came to the vicinity.

But before he could get closer, he saw several tall and strong figures standing at the corner in front of him.

"Huh? These people... were the ones who blocked the road and robbed them earlier!"

"No, that old man is in danger!"

The pupils shrank slightly, Su Twelve squinted his eyes, but his face showed no expression, and he walked straight forward as if nothing happened.

"Go, go, you bastard, didn't you see that we are working here! Get out of here!"

As soon as they arrived, several big men's fierce eyes fell on Su Twelve.

The leader even scolded angrily, shaking his palms impatiently.

"Let's go, little one.

Just go! "

Su Twelve pretended to have a low eyebrow and turned into an adjacent corridor with a smile on his face.

Seeing that the few strong men did not follow, he immediately put his ear against the wall and listened quietly.

The wall between the corridor and the corridor is thick, but it cannot hold up the Yuanying monk's amazing ears.

Faintly, I could hear questions coming from next door.

At this time, the old man was lying on the ground helplessly.

His body, which had not yet recovered, was unable to fight anymore. He was subdued after just one encounter.

Next to him, stood the Yellow Fang monk from before and several burly men.

Among them, there was also the little giant who was about ten feet tall.

Compared to the others, the little giant's huge body seemed a little cramped in the mine tunnel.

"Old man Ren, is it really worth risking your life for a guy you don't even know?"

"As long as you tell me the whereabouts of that guy, I promise I won't hurt you at all today."

Looking down at the old man on the ground, the yellow-toothed monk grinned and revealed his big yellow teeth, with a ferocious and threatening expression.

"If you want to take action, just do it, I don't know anything!"

The old man turned his head and looked aside with a stubborn look on his face, showing no intention of letting go.

"Hmph! You old guy, you really don't want to drink wine as a penalty!"

The yellow-toothed monk snorted coldly.

A strong man behind him immediately stepped forward, raised his leg and stomped hard on the old man's chest.

"Don't worry, I won't let you die so easily. I want to see how long you can hold on."

As he spoke, the muscles of the strong man's body were tangled, and the strength under his feet continued to increase.

The impact on the injury that had not yet healed caused great pain to the old man, causing his body to tremble slightly involuntarily.

But the old man clenched his teeth, but he still had no intention of letting go.

"Okay! These guys who use martial arts to enter Taoism are all notoriously tough. I think even if we beat him to death today, he won't reveal any useful information."

The yellow-toothed monk frowned, waved his hand when he saw this, and pulled the strong man down.

Immediately afterwards, his eyes rolled around, and after a moment, they landed on the old man again.

The ferocious look on his face disappeared, replaced by a faint smile.

"Old man Ren, don't say I didn't give you a chance. As long as you tell us the boy's whereabouts and relevant information, I can return all the spiritual crystals I obtained from you."

"With these spiritual crystals, your dream of leaving this place and regaining your freedom can also come true."

"I heard that you took the initiative to come to the Hundred Thousand Mine in order to trade the healing elixir from Biyunxuan and save your Taoist companion."

Brother Huangya spoke again, and in a series of words, he hit the nail on the head and directly revealed the old man's biggest secret.

The old man, who originally looked stubborn and unafraid of death, was obviously disturbed when he heard these words.

"You...how do you know this?"

Turning to look at the Yellow-toothed monk, the old man's eyes were more confused.

"Haha, is there anything we don't know about the 100,000 Mine?"

Brother Huangya chuckled, changed the topic, and then said: "Now that a hundred years have passed, don't you want to go back quickly and see the true situation of your Taoist companion?"

After hearing this, the old man's breathing became rapid, his cloudy eyes rolled, and his mind was shaken at this moment.

Ever since he came to this dark place a hundred years ago, he has never wanted to go back. Even if I see my Taoist companion again, I would be willing to do so.

Now, all you need to do is reveal information about an unrelated person, and you have the opportunity to fulfill your long-cherished wish. This...how could he not be moved.