"There is something eroding the body..."
Chu Mu walked deeper into the mine, feeling the changes in his body and frowning.
He was aware of it when he first entered the mine, but due to the circumstances, he did not use his spiritual consciousness to investigate.
After entering the mine, this feeling became much stronger.
Under the cover of his spiritual consciousness, he clearly felt that wisps of purple electric light filled the mine. He was in the mine, and he was naturally surrounded by these wisps of electric light.
Moreover, these wisps of electric light are obviously still penetrating into his body. A single ray of electric light is insignificant, but this dense, almost endless electric light is constantly penetrating into his body...
destroy!
Sensing his body, Chu Mu only felt destruction, the destruction of his body!
With such destruction, if it were an ordinary person, it would probably be enough to turn it into ashes in just a few minutes!
"An hour!"
After Chu Mu calculated it, he immediately made a judgment.
Even with his current physical fitness, he can only sustain it for an hour at most.
"wrong………"
Chu Mu looked at the other miners in the mine. If there was such a danger, there was no need to let them, monks who had never truly entered the path of immortality, come over.
After all, who would be willing to die if you can tell it when you enter the mine?
It’s impossible to mine so honestly!
Chu Mu pursed his lips, and his consciousness enveloped his body again. After hesitating for a moment, he tentatively mobilized the energy and blood in his body to fight against the invading electric light.
The electric light destroyed, the energy and blood nourished, and a stalemate quickly formed in the body.
"So, the reason why cultivation is limited to the manifestation of God..."
Chu Mu seemed to have some understanding. The key point was not the confrontation between qi and blood, but the confrontation between qi and blood under the organization of spiritual consciousness.
Without the refined control of spiritual consciousness, no matter how strong the Qi and blood are, they will inevitably be depleted.
Under the subtle control of spiritual consciousness, this confrontation can be turned into a stalemate to a certain extent.
It can even evolve into... tempering! Tempering the body!
"If there is nourishment from external forces..."
Chu Mu gently caressed the cool broken spirit in his arms. The spiritual energy in it, controlled by his spiritual consciousness, slowly poured into the body, providing a deeper source of power for the confrontation in the body.
After confirming that everything was fine, Chu Mu turned his attention back to the electric light.
With previous experience in the Nanshan mine, the shrouded consciousness quickly locked onto the mineral veins in the mine.
Chilei Mine is also the root of the existence of this mine.
Naturally, it is also the main mineral material that a miner like him needs to collect.
The reason why it is the main one, not the only one, is because the manager once emphasized that there is a certain chance that the Red Thunder Mine will be accompanied by the Frost Thunder Mine.
The miners mined a pound of frost and thunder ore and were rewarded with a broken spirit.
Obviously, this electric light, just like the mysterious chill in the Nanshan Iron Mine, was emitted by the mineral materials.
The mysterious chill at that time destroyed countless corvee lives.
And the lightning at the moment is equally deadly to those who have not yet seen God, and is much more deadly than the cold!
There are no cheap secular mortals here as consumables, which is normal.
With his mind wandering, Chu Mu walked along the dark mine. He had no intention of interacting with fellow miners.
After all, the young man in charge only stipulated the amount that each person must mine per day, but there was no regulation. This amount... must be mined by oneself.
Although he was not an immortal cultivator, Chu Mu was not afraid, but he did not want to get into trouble.
Now, he just wants to work hard here for a few months in peace and accumulate enough spiritual stones.
As long as he officially steps into the path of immortality, he has two inheritances and "spiritual light" to help him, his path will be easy.
After finding an unmanned mine, Chu Mu was stunned when the first pickaxe fell.
Even if he strikes randomly, the force is absolutely terrifying. In the ordinary world, even if it is a city wall made of stone, it is easy to create a big hole.
But in front of me, the pickaxe was only slightly sunk into the Red Thunder vein.
Chu Mu was only slightly startled, but not too surprised. In the world of immortality, any bizarre things are normal.
He doesn't understand, it's just the limitation of his knowledge.
Chu Mu swung the pickaxe again and again, and the harsh collision sound was also heard again and again.
After swinging the pickaxe for nearly twenty times, he was able to dig out a small piece of mineral material from the vein. Chu Mu picked it up, threw it into the basket on his back, and continued digging without stopping.
He had always wanted to enter the world of immortality, but before he entered the world of immortality, the life of a miner had already begun.
Perhaps it was because they were not immortal cultivators, but nothing happened as Chu Mu expected.
The day passed and everything was calm.
After handing over a hundred kilograms of mineral materials, Chu Mu had nowhere to go, so he set up a shed near the mine, slept for a night, and went to the mine on time to dig the next day.
Time passed day by day, and Chu Mu's work in the mine also continued day by day.
As spring passes and autumn comes, months of hard work pass by.
Five spiritual stones, a seemingly inconspicuous number.
Chu Mu was wasting his time on this for several months, and he is still wasting his time on this.
In the mine, Chu Mu was sitting leaning against the cave wall, squinting slightly. Next to him was a basket already filled with mineral materials. After several months of mining and excavation, a hundred kilograms of mineral materials was no longer a difficult task for him.
It often takes more than half a day to complete the excavation.
The rest of the time was devoted to studying the two inheritances in the jade slips.
Especially for the inheritance of puppetry, there are so many puppets in the mine. Even if he only glanced at them from a distance, his understanding of puppets has been greatly improved by the rich variety of puppets in the mine. widen.
With this superficial understanding, and with the help of the huge digital currency "spiritual value" he has accumulated, Chu Mu can also try to understand the knowledge and accumulate some foundations.
Chu Mu's location was at the end of a branch of the mine. In fact, after several months of mining, the hundreds of miners had mostly formed a tacit understanding that did not require words.
You are there, I am here, and the water in the well does not interfere with the water in the river.
They are not immortal cultivators, and there is no difference in strength and status. This tacit understanding has been maintained.
After about half an hour, Chu Mu finally opened his eyes and habitually looked around the dim mine in front of him to make sure there was nothing unusual. Then Chu Mu relaxed.
He took out a palm-sized cloth bag from his arms, and dozens of broken spirits the size of fingernails appeared in his field of vision.
Three months, twenty-four broken spirits.
Except for his own broken spirit that had been consumed many times, the rest remained untouched.
"There are still sixteen more..."
"There are still fifty-three days..."
Chu Mu pursed his lips, his eyes were complicated, and there was already a bit more fatigue between his brows.
From what he has seen and heard so far, the world of immortality is indeed full of flowers and colorful.
The civilization of cultivating immortals that he envisioned was indeed the case.
Just the series of magical puppet creations in this mine can clearly prove this.
But what would it be like to step into the world of cultivating immortals?
Between heaven and earth with a sword?
Carefree in the world?
It seems like it should be so, and so is the reality.
But why does it feel like... he seems to have returned to his previous life?
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(End of chapter)
