One month later.
In the secret room, Cheng Buzheng sat cross-legged on the ground, opened his black and white eyes, and with a glimmer of light in his eyes, he stood up.
Suddenly.
The muscles and bones were ringing together, crackling and ringing, like firecrackers.
"The injury has been healed. Now it's time to find resources to continue practicing and recharge some spiritual power."
As for the storage points of the eight raw spiritual stones, they will definitely be available in a short time. No need to think about it, the mining tyrants are not stupid, they must be prepared in many aspects.
He is not naive. He will not hit the wall or look back. After a while, he will go and inquire about it.
At this time, he would definitely not be able to harvest anything.
Cheng Buzheng muttered to himself. "Now, I can only rely on myself to support myself."
After more than a year, he has a clear understanding of the underground conditions of the Lingshi mines, where are the rich mineral spots and where are the barren mines. Everything is clear.
It was just for this day that he made preparations when he could not collect any wool. After all, he was not in the Lingshi Mine for nothing.
In the past, I disliked the fact that mining to obtain the raw spirit stone was not only slow and troublesome, but also delayed my practice, so I finally gave up the plan of digging it myself.
Today is different from the past. Now we can only fend for ourselves.
Not long.
Cheng Buzheng arrived at a mineral point. This mineral point was the richest mineral point he had discovered.
Because of its remote location, three feet underground, no miners have ever discovered it.
He turned his right hand, and the amethyst was suspended in the center of his hand. Then he raised his right hand, squeezing out a space of one foot in size.
Taking back the purple crystal, he stepped into the space he had just opened.
After Cheng Buzheng took a look at the rocks around him, he saw a large number of raw spiritual stones inlaid on a wall.
Only this rock wall was shining with irregular light, while the other three walls were pitch black.
According to the appearance of many miners, the waist is used for strength, the belt is worn on the shoulders, the shoulders are attached to the elbows, the elbows are attached to the wrists, and the wrists are equipped with mining picks.
"Ding Dong"
A burst of sparks flashed.
The scene was immediately very embarrassing, but fortunately there were no onlookers.
Cheng Buzheng's face darkened, he glanced around and murmured to himself.
"A dignified monk can't dig without mana. It seems that the situation is indeed very difficult to dig. How much mana can a monk in the early stage of Qi training have?"
Then he picked up the mine. Inside, he injected a burst of mana, and once again wielded the mining pickaxe to strike on the raw spiritual stone ore.
"Bang"
With a loud noise, a large piece of rock was dug out, which contained many pieces of raw spiritual stone. Then he waved the mining pick and slowly dug out all the minerals. The raw spiritual stone ore was taken out.
After a period of familiarity, Cheng Buzheng knew how to use the smallest amount of mana to achieve the best results.
This is a rich mineral spot. There is no need to dig or look for raw spiritual stones like other miners. He only needs to bury his head and wave the mine manuscript.
After half a day, when most of his mana was exhausted, he stopped, put all the raw spiritual stones into a backpack, and carried it behind his back.
Then, the yellow light flashed and immediately dissipated in place.
Back in the secret room, he poured all the spiritual minerals in the basket into the corner.
Cheng Buzheng, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, stretched out his hand to fetch a piece of freshly-baked spiritual stone ore, held it in his hand, and began to practice.
After that, Cheng Buzheng spent the first half of the day mining and the second half of the day practicing. The remaining raw spiritual stones were stored in the corner of the secret room.
These days go back and forth. In addition to going to the mine entrance to hand over the monthly share every month, the rest of the time is spent in cleaning.
Although he has enough cultivation resources, he sometimes feels irritable and lonely.
Cheng Buzheng knew that if he wanted to continue on the road of cultivating immortality, he must get used to being with loneliness as his companion and as his friend.
On this day, Cheng Buzheng had finished his practice for the day and was heading to the mining site.
Just as he was about to step into the space he opened, it was no longer appropriate to call him a secret room, because the secret rooms that were only one foot in size have now become long ones. tunnel.
This is proof of his hard work.
At this time, another living creature appeared in the tunnel, which had to attract his attention.
However, he, who was cautious by nature, did not appear immediately. With a thought, the aura, spiritual power, and spiritual pressure around him disappeared without a trace.
He quietly poked out a trace of his consciousness and observed quietly from a distance.
As soon as the situation changes, flee immediately.
At the end of the tunnel, a two-foot bandicoot was stretching out its sharp claws that shone with cold light, digging into the raw spiritual stone ore on the rock wall.
This beast looks like a raccoon but not a raccoon. It looks roughly the same as a wild fox, but it has an extra fluffy tail.
The fur all over the body is black, exuding a faint light. The sharp claws of the four legs are tightly grasping the rock wall. The sharp fangs are vaguely visible in the sharp mouth, and the eyes are glowing green. .
Cheng Buzheng observed quietly that the fluctuations of spiritual energy emitted by the bandicoot beast were only a first-order low-grade monster, which was roughly the same as the strength of a monk in the early stage of Qi training.
He knows about bandicoot beasts, heaven
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