For example, in the second-grade spiritual stone mine where Ning Tao is stationed, the sect's annual mission is to provide 10 million low-grade spiritual stones.
There will be corresponding penalties if you fail to complete it, and someone will come here to interrogate you to see if you have enriched yourself.
As for the excess, it basically went into the personal pockets of the monks stationed there. The sect turned a blind eye to this and would not question it.
For example, in Xiaoshan Mine, there are more than a thousand miners of various types, one hundred of whom are monks in the early and middle stages of Qi training, and the rest are people with martial arts purchased from the mortal world.
After entering the mine, as long as they are not lazy, each monk can provide as little as a hundred spiritual stones per day, and as many as hundreds of spiritual stones.
The monks draw one out of every ten, and they have to hand over a spiritual stone every time they want to go to the mine.
As for these mortals, there is no such benefit. After being bought by the sect, although they do not need to pay any spiritual stones to enter the mine, they must draw one for every hundred and accumulate enough hundred spiritual stones to get rid of the slave status.
Because they have no magic power, these mortals can only dig out more than ten spiritual stones in the mine every day. Occasionally, they are lucky and find a medium-grade spiritual stone, which is good luck.
Fortunately, there are many unique skills here that are rare in the mortal world. Coupled with the aura of this place, these mortals who know martial arts are safe here.
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Half a year later, in Xiaoshanfang City, dozens of miles away from the Xiaoshan Mine, Ning Tao, whose image had changed, was sitting on the second floor of a shop, sipping hot tea brought by the maid.
After a while, an old monk with gray hair pushed in the door, holding a storage bag in his hand, and said to Ning Tao who was sitting there drinking tea: "Senior, this is the spirit of the thing you are selling. Stones, a total of 120,000 spirit stones, please count them."
Ning Tao took the storage bag handed over by the old man, scanned it with his mind, nodded with satisfaction, then said "Thank you" and turned around to leave.
After Ning Tao left, the old man opened the window and released a shining blue paper crane, which flew to an unknown place.
Ning Tao, who had already left, noticed this scene. He held the storage bag he had just obtained in his hand, with a sneer on his lips, and walked out of Fangshi.
After leaving Fangshi, Ning Tao used his magic weapon to fly slowly towards the Xiaoshan Mine.
After flying for a while, I came to the edge of a dense forest. I took out the Blood Soul Flag and set up a formation. Then I sat on a big tree fork, holding a book, and started reading leisurely.
After about half a stick of incense, Ning Tao put the book away, pinched the magic weapon in his hand, and suddenly there was a suction force from the surroundings, and he pinched a thumb-sized beetle lurking nearby in his hand.
After a few breaths, three streams of light flew towards here and landed nearby. One of them said with a slightly strange expression.
"The fragrant insects should be nearby. What's going on? Why can't I sense it?"
Hearing this, a monk with a sinister face next to him said angrily.
"Third brother, what's going on? Your scent-seeking insect won't get lost, right? Don't lose this big fish that you finally found."
"No, if this scent-seeking insect dies or is lost, I shouldn't be able to sense it!"
After saying that, he scratched his head in confusion.
At this time, the resolute middle-aged man headed by the three people said: "Third brother, no matter how hard you search, the fragrant insects never miss you. This matter is a bit strange, so we should be careful."
Ning Tao, who listened to the conversation between several people, sat cross-legged on the fork of a big tree and made a sound.
"I asked you three, is this little thing what you are looking for?"
After saying that, he pinched the small beetle called the fragrant bug with two fingers and made a gesture in front of the three of them.
When the three of them heard Ning Tao's voice, they held the magic weapon in their hands, took a step back, and looked towards the tree branch in front of them.
Ning Tao was seen sitting leisurely on a tree branch, holding the fragrant insect they were looking for in his hand, looking at them with a half-smile.
When the three of them saw Ning Tao's appearance, the man with a sinister face first said: "Boy, you are so arrogant. You know you are being followed, but you are still so bold. It seems that you have something to rely on, but you must be one of us Xiaoshan Three Heroes." Opponent?"
After hearing this, Ning Tao stood up from the tree branch, put his hands behind his back, and said with a bit of coldness in his tone.
"I've never heard of the Three Heroes of Xiaoshan. You can only know if you try them."
After saying that, he put his hands behind his back and pinched the spell. In an instant, the space was covered by the billowing blood evil energy, and thirteen ghost carriers rushed towards the three people with billowing blood mist.
The expressions of the three people who were instantly shrouded in the blood evil formation changed drastically. Their magic weapons were ready to attack Ning Tao, but Ning Tao had already changed positions, and the three people's magic weapons flew into the air and returned to their hands.
At this time, the three people finally discovered Ning Tao's difficulty. The leader of them, a determined man, said: "This guy is troublesome, the wind is tight, it's pulling."
Ning Tao, who was in the blood mist, sneered and said: "I want to leave, hey, it seems you don't know your situation yet."
After saying these words, thirteen ghosts were seen swarming towards them. In a moment, they broke through the defense of the two men called Lao Er Lao San and killed them on the spot.
Only this resolute man was left struggling to hold on. After spitting out a mouthful of blood, his body turned into a ball of blood mist and fled away.
Ning Tao was stunned when he saw this. He didn't expect that this monk had such a unique skill. Looking at the bloody stream of light disappearing into the distance, he turned his hand and put away the thirteen blood soul flags, took out the Qinghong Sword, and chased into the distance. .
During the tea time, Ning Tao's imperial envoy Qinghong Jian had already seen the resolute man flying swaying in front of him. He squeezed the magic weapon in his hand, increased his speed by a few points, and flew towards the monk quickly.
The middle-aged monk, who was just glad to have escaped with his life, couldn't help but be frightened when he saw Ning Tao pursuing him. He quickly vomited out another mouthful of blood, preparing to repeat the old trick.
How could Ning Tao let him escape like this this time? The flying sword carried Ning Tao quickly past him, and a few dozen meters away from the monk, he stepped out of the flying sword and disappeared.
In the blink of an eye, he came behind the monk, pointed out his finger, and saw that the monk's spell-casting movement stopped instantly. With an incredible look on his face, he fell from the magic weapon and lost his life.
Ning Tao used his magic power to pick up the fallen monk's body and put it into a storage bag. He was about to leave when he sensed someone coming from a distance, smiled and walked away.
After a few breaths, Ning Tao stood on the flying sword with his hands behind his back, looked at the pale old monk in front of him, and said with a somewhat mocking tone.
"I didn't expect that there is a way to heaven but you don't take it, and there is no door to hell so you just throw yourself into it. It just saves me the trouble."
After saying that, the golden rope wrapped around his wrists tied up the old man like a spiritual snake.
Dragging it with mana, it flew slowly towards Xiaoshanfang City.
Near the entrance of Fangshi, several Fangshi monks who were on duty saw Ning Tao arriving. After seeing a monk who had perfected his Qi training being held behind him like a dead dog, one of them quickly flew into Fangshi. , the remaining few stepped forward to meet him.
Several people flew up to Ning Tao and explored Ning Tao's profound cultivation. They met a foundation-building senior.
He quickly stepped forward and bowed his hands, saying, "Senior, why do you come to Xiaoshanfang City?"
Upon hearing this, Ning Tao glanced at him coldly and said, "What's the matter? I'm looking for justice!"
The monk was choked by Ning Tao and did not dare to argue, so he could only say with a smile.
"Senior, please wait a moment. I've sent someone to the city to notify you. The boss and others will be here soon."
After saying this, he stayed aside without moving.
Ning Tao was not angry after hearing this, and just stood on the flying sword and waited.
After a cup of tea, four or five streams of light flew out from Fang City. The leader was a foundation-building monk wearing the Xun family costume of the Jindan family. When he saw Ning Tao, he looked startled and thought to himself, how did he provoke this ancestor? .
But why this Xun family foundation-building monk recognized Ning Tao's appearance was mainly because the dominant Zhang family was destroyed due to this son's attack. How could he not know this happened not long ago?
But even so, he still said with a smiling face: "It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Ning. I don't know why, but I asked you to come here."
Upon hearing this, Ning Tao threw three corpses out of the storage bag. After seeing these three corpses, the old man looked at the shopkeeper in the market who was tied behind him and dragged by Ning Tao, and he understood in a moment Which cause and effect.
With a somewhat unnatural look on his face, he said: "I made an oversight on this matter. Fellow Taoist Ning, please come with me. I'm sure it's because of your bad breath."
The brave monks watching around saw the changes in the demeanor of the master and the conversation. Some smart ones already understood the mystery and discussed in a low voice.
Accompanied by these foundation-building monks, Ning Tao came to the door of the shop in the square.
Before Ning Tao could say anything, the old man known as the master of the workshop began to give instructions to the Xun family disciples on the side.
"Arrest everyone in this city and don't let anyone escape."
After hearing the old man's order, some of the Xun family monks didn't understand the reason, but they still rushed in with their men.
But as soon as he rushed in, he saw a figure flying out of the shop and hitting the stall outside the door. The Xun family monk who was guarding outside quickly stepped forward to check the injury of the monk who flew out.
Ning Tao frowned slightly when he saw this, and saw two monks, a man and a woman, walking out of the shop.
The man has a white face and a jade crown, a flowing white robe, and a folding fan in his hand. He looks like a young man from a wealthy family. The woman has a graceful figure. Although her face is covered with a veil, she can still vaguely see her stunning appearance.
When Ning Tao saw this, he thought that these two people were behind the scenes. Before he could speak, he saw the old man beside him speaking out first.
The old man raised his hands and said, "Where did these two fellow Taoists come from, and they injured my disciple for some unknown reason."
The jade-faced man chuckled lightly and said, "We came from afar. As for why we hurt your disciples? You said they couldn't help but want to capture them. Should they be beaten?"
Hearing this, the old man looked a little unnatural. He thought that it was already like this today, so it would be better to do more than to do less, so he spoke a little apologetically.
"The fault for this matter is mine. Please don't take offense, fellow Taoist. Later I will help fellow Taoist Ning from the Yaowang Sect handle the matter. I will host a banquet for a few of you to express my apology. How about that?"
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