Deep in the mine.
A remote mine tunnel.
Gu Qingshan squatted in a dark corner, drew out the Chaoyin sword and said: "Chaoyin, I want to see if I can borrow your power."
——If "Yushu Deep Shadow" can let me master the ability of the long sword and upgrade it to another level, that is simply unimaginable!
Gu Qingshan activated the power of the underworld and attached it to the mask.
That six-path evil face named "Yushu" gradually exudes a strange power.
Suddenly, Chaoyinjian let out a low sob.
"What's wrong?" Gu Qingshan asked in surprise.
Earth Sword's thick voice suddenly sounded: "No, Gu Qingshan, your mask can absorb our power, but this absorption is a huge harm to us."
Luo Binli's voice also sounded: "If I combine with the Earth Sword to form the abyss Horcrux, it can resist this mask - but now I and the Earth Sword are separated. If you use this mask on us, It will hurt our fundamentals from the legal level."
Gu Qingshan asked: "Mountain Girl, where are you?"
The mountain girl said: "Sir, I'm not afraid of this mask. If you want to take the magical power from me, just take it."
Gu Qingshan was slightly startled, then asked: "Then will you be harmed?"
The mountain girl said: "No, but I may have to sleep for a long time."
How does this work? Gu Qingshan sighed and said: "It seems that the things of the evil ghost path always have an evil nature and should not be used easily."
He gave up his previous thoughts and walked into the mine tunnel until he reached the deepest part.
"Little monk, you can come out now." Gu Qingshan whispered.
Zhao Xiaoseng suddenly appeared.
He soon felt the chaos in the mine.
There are still riots outside. The ore-seeking monks are killing each other and competing for minerals. The fluctuations of the magic can be felt from far away.
"Donor Gu, where are we? What's going on with those evil ghost monks?" he asked.
"We are in a mine. It's very chaotic here. Let's take shelter for now." Gu Qingshan said.
Zhao Xiaoseng took a breath.
In the air, the smell of blood became stronger and stronger, and the screams continued.
People die every moment.
"Amitabha," Zhao Xiaoseng couldn't bear it anymore, with a look of compassion on his face, and he said, "I hope these people can be given guidance after death, Namo Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva."
Gu Qingshan whispered: "Someone is coming."
The two of them restrained the power fluctuations in their bodies at the same time.
Suddenly, there was the sound of rapid footsteps, and in the darkness of the mine tunnel, a monk wearing an evil ghost mask jumped out.
His clothes were stained with blood, and the mining hoe in his hand was still dripping with blood. When he saw Gu Qingshan, he laughed wildly and said: "Hahaha, Chen Laowu, you coward, you turned out to be hiding in this most remote tunnel - hand you over The cloud-patterned jade mine I dug today, or I will kill you!"
Gu Qingshan's expression did not change, he stretched out his hand to pick up the sword in the void.
His hand was held down by Zhao Xiaoseng.
"What?" Gu Qingshan asked casually, with a hint of murderous intent in his words.
Zhao Xiaoseng's eyes showed sadness and he said softly: "This man has a burning desire to kill, but he is still alive after all. Why don't you give him the mine, so as not to commit more murders and end up in the underworld after death?"
Gu Qingshan was startled and his tone softened: "Fake monk, I never thought you actually have some compassion."
He retracted his hand and kicked the ore basket away from his feet.
Gu Qingshan is not bloodthirsty. Since his companion asked him to do so, he will not take action anymore.
——Since Zhao Xiaoseng said something to stop him from killing someone, there must be a corresponding way to handle the matter.
The monk opposite caught the mining basket, lowered his head and counted it, and said carefully: "Yes, the Cloud Pattern Immortal Jade Mine was discovered only half an hour ago. You can dig these few pieces, which is your limit."
After saying that, the murderous intention in him dissipated a little.
"Amitabha, if the donor gets the mine, please leave." Zhao Xiaoseng said.
The monk was about to leave, but turned back to look at Zhao Xiaoseng.
He looked at Gu Qingshan, then at Zhao Xiaoseng, his eyes rolled, and he suddenly realized.
"Chen Laowu, you are really cunning, you actually brought your helpers into the mine!"
The monk was not ready to leave, but took a few steps forward.
"What should I do?" Gu Qingshan asked Zhao Xiaoseng quietly.
Zhao Xiaoseng gave a bitter smile and said: "This person is greedy and murderous. Let me explain to him and influence him——"
Suddenly, his voice was interrupted by the other side.
The monk's words were murderous and he yelled: "What did you dig here, monk?"
"Amitabha, donor, don't be obsessed with mere ores. In fact-"
The monk interrupted him again and cursed: "Bald donkey, stop talking nonsense to me, hurry up and hand over the hidden ore!"
Zhao Xiaoseng was silent.
A giant steel hammer suddenly appeared in his hand.
The giant steel hammer is like a bolt of lightning——
boom! ! !
The wind blew fiercely, and the ground shook.
Full of blood.
Stones and debris kept falling from above the mine tunnel.
Gu Qingshan stood aside silently, waited for a few breaths, and then stepped forward to pick up the fallen evil ghost mask and inspect it.
——This monk's mask is the same as Chen Laowu's, both are used for prospecting.
It seems that in the mine, everyone is the same, with no higher or lower status.
He couldn't help but ask: "Little monk, don't you want Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva to guide them?"
"It's the Bodhisattva's job to guide them, and it's the monk's job to send them on their way." Zhao Xiaoseng said.
As if he felt that what he said was a little rude, Zhao Xiaoseng put away the hammer and said sarcastically: "Donor Gu, I am not actually bald, but my hair is a little sparse, and because I admire Buddhism, I shaved my head specially."
Gu Qingshan was silent.
It turns out that's why you took action.
People care about the ore, who cares about your hair?
You are too sensitive!
Gu Qingshan looked at the mess of flesh on the rock wall of the mine tunnel and sighed: "I might as well wipe it out with my sword. At least it won't be like you, making everything bloody."
"Amitabha, the young monk is indeed angry, but he dares to say that I am bald. This is something that the young monk cannot forgive."
"...Zhao Xiaoseng."
"kindness?"
"I guess you won't be able to get tonsure after the end of the world..."
Gu Qingshan stretched out his hand and the mining basket flew back and landed in front of him.
Gu Qingshan took out a long piece of blue jade from the basket and said: "It seems that this riot was caused by the discovery of this kind of mine called 'Moiré Immortal Jade' in the mine."
Zhao Xiaoseng said: "I know this kind of mine contains spiritual energy five hundred times that of the same size spiritual stone. It is a necessary currency for high-level monks."
Gu Qingshan nodded and said: "No wonder it's so crazy - since it is such a valuable ore, someone will probably come to suppress this riot soon."
While the two were talking, a loud voice suddenly spread throughout the mine.
"All mine repairmen should stop fighting immediately and walk out of the mine within thirty breaths. Anyone who violates this rule will be killed without mercy!"
Gu Qingshan glanced at Zhao Xiaoseng.
"Amitabha, benefactor Gu, I'll leave the rest to you. If you have any problems with combat or time, please feel free to call me out for help." Zhao Xiaoseng said.
"I understand the battle aspect, but what does it mean in terms of time?" Gu Qingshan asked.
"In addition to saving all sentient beings, if you say the wrong thing when getting along with those evil spirits, the young monk can use time magic to help a little."
Zhao Xiaoseng's figure flashed and disappeared immediately.
He seems to have a special connection with the Canghai Immortal Ship and can return to the treasure at any time.
While the two were talking, several breaths had passed.
Gu Qingshan quickly carried the mining hoe, dragged his own mining basket, and walked towards the exit of the mine wearing his ragged clothes.
