Cultivating Immortals: I Can Save the Price

   Chapter 43 Mining Makes Me Happy

  Ren Qing calmed down and listened carefully to the sound of excavation from the surrounding mines, and could guess the approximate depth from near and far.

   Song Zongwu should have dug more than two kilometers.

  The second is the fist mark mine about a kilometer, and then the claw mark mine is slightly less.

  Huang Ziwan's mine is the shallowest, probably because the toxins have a moderate corrosive effect, so it is only less than 500 meters away.

  Ren Qing looked at the stone wall in front of him, holding the iron pick with both hands, the arm muscles began to bulge slightly, and the waist borrowed strength.

   He did not intend to hold back.

   Mainly because the physique of the half-corpse realm and the warrior realm are not significantly different, and they are not even comparable to the techniques of blessing the body.

drink!

  The iron pick smashed down heavily.

   Only heard the sound of a crisp impact, the iron pickaxe and the wooden Bing broke into two sections, and the pickaxe flew out under the action of the remaining force.

   Fortunately, Ren Qing relied on the double pupil to react in time, otherwise at least there must be bruises.

  “…”

   The corners of his mouth twitched, realizing that he was still too underestimated.

  Ren Qing changed the handle of the iron pick again, this time he didn't dare to use too much force, so he only left a shallow pit on the stone wall.

   He gradually increased his strength, but the pickaxe still didn't last long.

  Ren Qing simply closed his eyes and recalled carefully, the muscles in his whole body tightened and relaxed, and he simulated the action of gouge from time to time.

   The flow of information makes Ren Qing extremely controllable over his body, otherwise he would not be able to flexibly use the Damiao knife easily.

   Now, let the body figure out how to swing the pickaxe.

   In the mine next door, Huang Ziwan noticed that Ren Qing had stopped.

   He couldn't help raising his brows, so that Song Zong could teach without expending energy, it was impossible to give up so casually.

   He stopped spewing venom and leaned against the stone wall to wait.

   After a while, the percussion sounded again, still neither fast nor slow.

  Huang Ziwan smiled and shook his head. Just when he was about to continue digging, the frequency of the sudden tapping began to increase, and the movement became louder and louder.

how is this possible…

   His expression became a little shocked. Could it be that the other party already knows how to make perfect?

  Huang Ziwan waited for a while longer, thinking that Ren Qing would be exhausted soon, but he did not expect another breakthrough in speed.

   He quickly spit out venom to corrode the stone wall. If he is caught up by a junior who is not even a jailer, he will not have to raise his head in the future.

  Ren Qing dug for more than ten minutes before choosing to rest for a while.

   He noticed that although every time he swung the pickaxe, he could knock down a large piece of rock, but his arm was also hurt by the shock, and the tiger's mouth was cracked.

   But everything is difficult at the beginning, Ren Qing waited until the arm regained consciousness and continued to dig.

   After resting for a long time, his mine was already several meters long, but the color of the originally pale yellow rock layer was slightly darker.

  Ren Qing tried it with a shovel, and sure enough the stone wall became harder.

   means that if you want to ensure efficiency, you must keep making progress…

   He let out a long sigh, then concentrated on the gouge. After a long time, the frequency recovered again, and even increased slightly.

  Ren Qing also discovered a benefit of mining. The shock from the pickaxe was gradually transmitted by the body instinctively everywhere.

  The human skin book was involuntarily exercised, and the skin felt crisp and numb.

  Ren Qing digs harder, and he even sees the hope of being promoted to leather refiner without consuming Shouyuan.

   And as long as the stamina is exhausted, eat some pig's eyes to recover, and so on.

   Even under his stimulation, Huang Ziwan stayed for five hours before leaving the mine, swearing while walking.

   When Song Zong didn't notice Ren Qing's strangeness, it was already late at night.

  Ren Qing came back to his senses and found that he didn't even have the slightest strength, so he had to lie on the ground in embarrassment, his clothes soaked with sweat.

  Song Zongwu was a little helpless, Ren Qing was a little reluctant before, how could it suddenly develop to the level of not eating or drinking.

  The mine cave that can be expanded by more than ten meters is not like a fake, indicating that the increasingly hard rock layer has not stopped Ren Qing.

   Song Zongwu dragged Ren Qing and threw it into the military tent, and in the blink of an eye there was a deafening snoring.

   It was the next day.

   Without Song Zongwu's reminder, Ren Qing first went to the forest to hunt a lone wolf, and then took some dry food and plunged into the mine.

  Ren Qing could feel the speed of the progress of the human book, which is visible to the naked eye. I am afraid that the bludgeoning blows from ordinary people will hardly hurt him.

   For the next few days, apart from digging, he practiced every day, but he recognized all the jailers in the camp.

  The attitude of most jailers is relatively indifferent, and they don't even bother to pay attention to themselves.

   The jailer who digs the rock wall with his claws is nicknamed the land. The technique he cultivates is similar to the nerve foot meridian, but under the erosion of alienation, it has become half human and half animal.

   It looks like a marmot, and its hands are completely transformed into animal claws.

   Simply put, it is influenced by the strange things in the body, which makes the monk gradually change to inhuman, and it is permanent.

   There is also a jailer named Xu Shilin, whose magic should be able to manipulate the fog, but he is elusive and cannot be traced.

  Ren Qing started to try the Damiao knife when he was digging for hundreds of meters, but to be on the safe side, he chopped the hardwood first.

   Just as he was practicing swordsmanship, it suddenly became extremely noisy outside the camp.

  Ren Qing quickly took the knife and walked over.

  I saw that under the leadership of a jailer, hundreds of people in Wu Yaya came towards the direction of Camel Peak Mountain.

   Among them, only 23/10 were yamen, and the rest were almost all prisoners in shackles, and some were dressed as hunters.

  Ren Qing noticed that the prisoner was walking stiffly, as if controlled by something.

   And the remaining yamen and hunters still retain their intelligence, but their gazes towards the lead jailer are full of fear.

   Song Zongwu stretched out his hand to signal the crowd to stop.

   A smile appeared on Li Yaoyang's face, and when he opened his mouth, black flying insects poured out from the prisoner's eyes, ears, nose, and nose, and finally drilled back into his body.

   Dozens of prisoners seemed to have lost their support and fell to the ground, twitching, and some even died.

   Song Zongwu asked with an ugly face: "Li Yaoyang, I didn't ask you to bring these people?"

   "Don't worry about Song Lao, considering the level of trouble in the restricted area for disaster relief, we have deployed more manpower to come here."

  Li Yaoyang licked his lips and added: "These prisoners have been in the cell for too long and have left their bodies in ruins, so they have to use extraordinary means."

  Song Zongwu stopped talking, he also knew in his heart that having prisoners replace the yamen would ensure that the excavation would be accelerated several times.

  Ren Qing couldn't help frowning, and his eyes glanced at Orion.

  Is it possible that Song Rong would mix in and try to hide from the public, but it is unrealistic under the eyes of many jailers?

   If this is the case, find an opportunity to use the information flow to catch it.

   Song Zongwu also realized the problem, and he asked, "Why are there more than a dozen hunters?"

   "The mountain villages near the restricted area have to be moved out, so I temporarily dispatched some hunters, and I will give enough money."

  Song Zongwu nodded, and all the jailers present had reached the ghost realm except that he was in the underworld realm.

   It can't be because of the cup bow and snake shadow that the closure of the restricted area can be slowed down, and Li Yaoyang's Gu worm is there, and he can temporarily block the restricted area for disaster elimination with three techniques.

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