For several days.
Chu Mu temporarily lived in Yuhuang Mountain.
Entering the Jade Emperor Valley during the day, broadening your understanding of the world of immortality bit by bit.
He spent the night in this mountain.
As time went by, Chu Mu, who was initially confused, gradually gained a general understanding of the world of immortality with the addition of knowledge.
Until the tenth day...
Yutai Mine.
After a year of spring and autumn, Chu Mu also returned to the mine again.
However, today is different from the past. His identity has changed from patrol inspection to... miner.
The monthly salary is eight yuan.
According to Chu Mu's recent understanding, spirit stones are the constant currency in the world of immortality.
It is divided according to the energy intensity contained in the spirit stones. From low to high, they are broken spirits, low-grade spirit stones, medium-grade spirit stones, high-grade spirit stones, and the legendary top-grade spirit stones.
Chu Mu is not clear about the specific energy standards and calculation methods.
He had pretty much found out about the purchasing power of spiritual stones.
The rent for the house by the lake in Yuhuang Valley is three spirit stones per month.
The immortal cultivation technique that he has been thinking about also has three spiritual stones.
However, at the thirteenth level of Qi training realm, there are thirteen levels of techniques.
The three low-grade spiritual stones... refers to the first level, and there is only one level of practice skills. If you don't understand, you need someone else to explain it. There seems to be a special course, which also requires the purchase of spiritual stones.
As far as he knew, different spiritual root qualifications required different cultivation techniques.
In the Jade Emperor Valley, there is a place where spiritual root qualifications are tested, and spiritual stones are tasted... one at a time.
In other words, without talking about anything else, if he wanted to truly enter the path of immortality, he would need four spiritual stones.
The monthly salary is eight broken spirits, and the exchange ratio between broken spirits and low-grade spiritual stones is ten to one.
In other words, he only needs to work in this mine for five months to meet this minimum requirement.
Test your spiritual root qualifications, and then buy a level of immortal cultivation techniques that match your spiritual root qualifications.
Thinking of this, Chu Mu couldn't help but feel a bit of toothache. From the emergence of gods to the cultivation of immortals, according to Mr. Li, it was just a matter of course.
Why is it so difficult to get to him?
How long has it been since God appeared?
After staying in Jingmen for so long, and traveling around for several months, now I still have to go to this mine to dig for several months...
No matter how much he wastes his energy and blood cultivation, it's not that difficult, right?
"Each person has one hundred kilograms of ore per day, and every kilogram less will result in a broken spirit!"
"Chang San, take them down!"
The sound of shouting also interrupted Chu Mu's thoughts. Looking around at the densely packed figures around him, Chu Mu subconsciously tightened the pickaxe he had just distributed.
At this moment, he could really feel the mood of the corvee workers in Nanshan Town.
At present, he is no different from those corvées in the past.
It is also the hesitation and even fear of the unknown.
In the Nanshan Iron Mine, corvees have no human rights at all. In this world of immortality, do miners have them?
The only good thing may be that the miners around him are not immortal cultivators.
This was clearly revealed from the words of the steward just now.
According to what the manager said, in the mine, jobs are assigned according to cultivation level. Different cultivation levels lead to different jobs and different monthly salaries.
There is no doubt that the hundreds of people around him are obviously beings like him who have not yet truly entered the path of immortality.
It's just...he's been wandering around the Jade Emperor Valley for so many days, but why hasn't he met anyone?
Chu Mu was slightly confused. After thinking for a moment, he couldn't figure out the reason. After suppressing his doubts, he silently looked at the mine in front of him.
The layout of the mine is not much different from the Nanshan Iron Mine where he once worked.
It's all a mine, and the more you dig, the bigger it becomes, that's all.
But compared to the shoulder-carrying of Nanshan Iron Mine, the mine in the Immortal World in front of you is very different.
The rumbling roar had almost never stopped since he arrived at the mine.
With the naked eye, you can clearly see the huge puppet creations everywhere in the mine.
The puppet is human-shaped, about several feet tall. Some of its arms look like spades and pickaxes, and some look like iron buckets used for transporting broken rocks or iron buckets.
From the level of the mine to the top of the mine, there is even a giant conveyor bucket. The ore mined by the puppet creation is poured directly into the conveyor bucket. Finally, it is transported along the conveyor bucket to the top of the mine pit, where it piles up. A mine.
In addition to these huge puppet creations, many... cultivators can be seen throughout the mine!
Either casting some kind of spell on the stone wall of mineral materials, or controlling some... magic weapons that are obviously mining tools, they are busy in various places in the mine.
Chu Mu squeezed the pickaxe in his hand hard enough to easily rub steel with his hand, but it did not leave the slightest trace on the pickaxe.
Chu Mu lowered his head and glanced at the ordinary pickaxe in his hand, and then looked at the various magical scenes in the mine. As his eyes flickered, the knowledge of puppetry that had been deeply hidden in his mind seemed to emerge uncontrollably. And out.
"Weapon refining...puppet..."
Chu Mu watched thoughtfully.
What he got was just a jade slip by chance.
It was obviously impossible for the old man in Qili Village to leave only this jade slip.
Judging from what I have seen and heard so far, the mysterious old man from Qili Village really paved a broad road for the young man.
No matter what, that young man obviously didn't need to be like him... wasting his years in such panic.
"Take a step, take a look..."
Chu Mu looked up at the sky and followed the flow of people. Soon, the brightness of the day turned into oppressive darkness.
"You just dig in this mine and find a place by yourselves. When you have dug enough for a hundred kilograms, you will come out on your own!"
Chang San, the steward in charge, is a young man with a youthful face and a childish voice, but the robe with faintly flashing runes clearly distinguishes him from all the miners.
A magical weapon and a robe!
Even Chu Mu, a novice in the world of immortality, has a lot of knowledge about the preciousness of magic weapons.
After all, in the Jade Emperor Valley, most of the screens outside the shops marked items and prices.
Magical weapons, like spiritual stones, can also be divided into medium and high grades, and even top grade.
Under the low-grade magic weapon, there are also second-grade magic weapons of the same level as Broken Spirit.
The word inferior, as the word means, is defective.
But even if it was just a low-grade magic weapon, Chu Mu had been shopping around the Jade Emperor Valley for nearly ten days, and the lowest price he had seen was nearly a hundred low-grade spiritual stones.
For one hundred spiritual stones, he would have to work in this mine for ten years without food or water!
Not to mention the magic weapon robe, which is not on the same level as ordinary magic weapons. If the price doubles, it is probably impossible to buy it.
It is no exaggeration to say that the magical robe this young man wears is worn by many immortal cultivators...for a lifetime!
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(End of chapter)
