In Yu Bao's eyes, these guilty miners were nothing more than trivial matters. In addition, with the black scissors in his hand, Yu Bao could not help but regard these incompetent miners as ants. It was also because of his ruthless attacks that the miners below were looking for Lu Xiaotian with trepidation and at the same time, they also stayed away from Yu Bao.
Nearly a year has passed and Yu Bao has achieved nothing except injuring Lu Xiaotian twice. Yu Bao suddenly remembered that the two-year period with Qian Dali was coming soon, and he had to leave the Heishui Village Mine in frustration.
Qinglian Peak, Qian Dali listened expressionlessly to Yu Bao's dictation of his experiences in the Heishui Village Mine over the past two years.
Yu Bao's mouth went dry as he talked. He was talking about how complex the terrain in the Heishui Village mine was and how many mine tunnels there were. How cunning Lu Xiaotian is.
"In that case, then return the black dragon shears, and you should step back first." Qian Dali finally said something after being silent for a long time, although he also knew that what Yu Bao said was true. Thousands of dollars were thrown into the mine. People can't make a big wave. It's really difficult to find someone who wants to hide. Not to mention Yu Bao, a Qi Refining monk, even he has gone in before and found nothing. It's just that after more than two years, Qian Dali was unhappy with such a useless result. However, he was about to go out, and he had no time to waste on Lu Xiaotian, a Qi refining monk.
Qian Dali stretched out his hand and the black dragon scissors flew out from Yu Bao's body.
Yu Bao was full of reluctance, and most of the pleasure he felt in the mine, taking over the lives of other miners and leering at them, was based on this pair of black dragon scissors. Otherwise, Lu Xiaotian’s magic talismans would be enough for him to drink a pot. It's just that the black dragon shears are not his after all. No matter how reluctant you are to give up, there is nothing you can do.
What Yu Bao didn't know was that after he left Qian Dali's cave, Qian Dali snorted coldly, stretched out his hand and cut his fingers at the black dragon suspended in the air. A black crystal suddenly appeared on the handle of the black dragon shears.
If Yu Bao were here, he would definitely be horrified to death. Qian Dali actually placed a shadow stone on the black dragon shears. Once he uses the black dragon shears, his magic power will also activate the recording stone to record everything that happened in the mine at that time.
Sure enough, at the urging of Qian Dali, the Shadow Stone cast several beams of light. The shadows in the beams were exactly the scene when Yu Bao fought against Lu Xiaotian for the first time.
"Hey, you've actually entered the seventh level of Qi Refining, and you've been able to advance to the later stage of Qi Refining in such a short time. It's really shocking. It seems that old guy Qian Dali guessed it right. You really have some incredible treasure in your body. "
"If you die, the storage bag will naturally be mine. That old guy Qian Dali would never have imagined that he only made a wedding dress for me after all his hard work."
The light and shadow were full of Yu Bao's arrogance and arrogance. If he hadn't seen the shadow recorded by the photo stone with his own eyes, Qian Dali would never have imagined that Yu Bao, who was so humble in front of him just now, could have such a sinister and arrogant side.
What followed was a fight, Lu Xiaotian used the magic talisman and Luo Yanguo escaped, and then a black air filled the air.
There is also a scene where Yu Bao kills the miners with black dragon shears.
"Pah, damn it!" Qian Dali crushed the image stone into powder with a gloomy expression. After a while, Qian Dali smiled coldly again, "A small Qi Refining monk dares to play tricks with me. I have eaten more salt than you. There is still a lot of rice to cross, I really don’t know whether to live or die. However, there is something strange about Lu Xiaotian’s cultivation reaching the country so quickly. It won’t be too late to force him to submit when he comes back from the trip.”
Yu Bao greedily breathed the fresh air from the outside world. He stayed in the mine for two years, which really drove him crazy. Although he did not complete the task, he had nothing to lose. In the meantime, he used the elixir provided by Qian Dali. , but the cultivation is faster than usual. The only pity is that Lu Xiaotian was not caught and the treasure in Lu Xiaotian's hand was obtained.
At this time, Yu Bao didn't know that Qian Dali had already known everything about his little plan. Although the Shadow Stone is not common, it is not a very strange treasure. However, Qian Dali's method of hiding the Shadow Stone is very clever and cannot be hidden from the Foundation Establishment monks. Even a few top masters among the Qi Refining monks may be aware of it. . But Yu Bao is obviously not among them.
"The disciples who make money gifts can't do it. I'd better go to the Miscellaneous Hall to see if there is any suitable work to do after a two-day break." Yu Bao sighed.
A few days later, when Yu Bao was riding on the crane, he suddenly felt heartbroken. In the unbearable pain, he lost his footing and fell from the crane to his death.
Although several monks who were close to Yu Bao felt that something was unusual, there had never been any disciples in Lingxiao Palace falling off the spirit crane. What's even more bizarre is that Yu Bao's body seems to have been poisoned. However, Yu Bao's body was quickly taken away and burned.
The bright-hearted person vaguely connected the matter with the gift of money. However, there was no solid evidence, and Qian Dali, as a foundation-building monk, was not something they could afford to offend. The matter was reduced to a chat among some disciples in Lingxiao Palace, and then nothing happened.
Different from Yu Bao's situation, Lu Xiaotian got a blessing in disguise after narrowly surviving from Yu Bao's hands several times. By chance, he entered a secret mine with abundant spiritual stones.
"Wuhua Pill!" Lu Xiaotian happily picked up a round and shiny pill. From now on, this elixir will stay with him until he reaches the foundation.
After refining Wuhua Dan, Lu Xiaotian's cultivation speed accelerated again. The barrier is always filled with a lot of spiritual energy. During the rest of the time, Lu Xiaotian kept practicing the puppetry technique and various elementary spells. Usually a monk's combat power lies in various combat skills or spells. As the spiritual stones gradually depleted, most monks began to switch to various combat skills that consumed less spiritual stones.
Lu Xiaotian's Hunyuan Jing does not have supporting combat skills. Apart from the puppet technique, there are only elementary spells to choose from. Fortunately, various spiritual stones could be produced in the mines. With the consumption of a large number of spiritual stones, his attainments in magic began to improve rapidly.
"Who?" One day, Lu Xiaotian opened the furnace to produce elixirs, and there was a strange noise coming from the mine tunnel in the distance. Lu Xiaotian's eyes narrowed, he put away the elixirs and the alchemy furnace, and stood up.
"Lu, Mr. Lu, it's us, uncle and nephew Weng Zhihan." An old and weak voice came from the darkness.
After Lu Xiaotian confirmed that no one was following him, he emerged from the darkness and said. At this time, the three uncles and nephews seemed to be in a bad situation. Weng Sujie and Weng Sujie were disgraced and embarrassed. Especially Weng Zhihan, who had a wound on his chest that was deep enough to show the bone. It should have been injured by a mining pickaxe. Needless to say, it was a conflict with other miners.
"Master Lu, I have finally found you. Since you left, my life has been like a year, and I have been hunted everywhere." Weng Zhihan almost shed tears when he saw Lu Xiaotian.
"It's you, how did you know I'm here?" Lu Xiaotian said.
"Smelling the fragrance of the elixir, we guessed that Mr. Lu was refining elixirs again. We are not afraid of Mr. Lu's jokes, and we only often smell the intoxicating smell of elixirs near Mr. Lu's cave. So just now Although I didn't see it, I guessed that Mr. Lu was nearby." Weng Suqiu said.
"Yes, Mr. Lu, don't worry. The three of us, uncle and nephew, have been fleeing all the way. Since Mr. Lu's enemies left, many miner leaders have died in the mine. The forces in the mine have been reshuffled, and it is very confusing. The little old man is also As a result, he was injured. Mr. Lu will not be in danger now. In addition, Mr. Lu’s ice silk has been well preserved. I wonder if Mr. Lu intends to go out and reorganize the situation in the mine?" Weng Zhihan trembled. He took out a pack of ice silk from his arms.
"Now that you're interested, I'm refining new elixirs and I'll talk about the order in the mine later."
Lu Xiaotian thought about it for a moment. There were still a lot of spirit stones in the barrier at this time, and he could hold on for a while. Besides, it was hard to say whether Yu Bao really left the mine or was trying to trick him out. He needed to be in the mine later. Asking around. After all, he had narrowly escaped death from Yu Bao several times, and it was extremely dangerous at one time.
The most dangerous time was half a year ago, when even the garrison formation was used. The garrison formation that could trap the Qi Refining Dzogchen monks only lasted for three seconds under the attack of the black dragon sword, and all the formation flags were destroyed. However, in these few precious moments, Lu Xiaotian had already escaped some distance, used Luo Yanguo to block Yu Bao's sight, and then escaped into the bifurcated mine tunnel to escape from danger.
