In the empty hall, in addition to Ji Yue's voice, a few people nearby also chimed in. Perhaps because of Zhang Qing's status, they all seemed a little enthusiastic.
The reason for such a guess is that the ninth brother, Zhang Mingxian, never continued to speak and closed his eyes again to practice.
"Xuanyan Mine is not peaceful, and our place in Xuanfengyuan is actually even worse."
"Almost every month, there will be casual cultivators attacking Xuanfengyuan. Their purpose is actually nothing. They just want to snatch some Xuanyan ore from us."
"Brother, don't look at it as if we are harvesting Xuanyan ore very easily here, but do you know what the price of ten kilograms of Xuanyan ore is outside?"
Ji Yue stretched out a finger and said, "They are at least a hundred spiritual stones, which are valuable but not marketable, and ten kilograms of Xuanyan ore is only about the size of a fist."
"I have been in Xuanfengyuan for a year. When I am lucky, I can catch ten or twenty kilograms a day, and they are about the same. If I am not lucky, it may take three to five days to get thumb-sized ore, but it takes one year. Come down, I have accumulated a lot of spiritual stones."
"Wealth and silk attract people's hearts. The benefits of Xuanfengyuan are not small. Moreover, it is too far away from the foundation-building monks. There will always be some casual cultivators who are willing to risk their lives for these thousands of spiritual stones."
As he said that, Lin An next to him weighed a black metal stone in his hand, "This is the Xuanyan Ore. For those casual cultivators who want to attack the Xuanfeng Abyss, going down to the abyss to try their luck is secondary. The key is to get out of the abyss." We, the family monks who are guarding the place, snatch it from our hands."
"We only have the opportunity to leave Xuanfengyuan in the last few days of each month to exchange the ores for cultivation resources or spiritual stones. In other words, at that time, we have a month's harvest in our hands. This is what those scattered Xiu doesn’t know the reason for his life-and-death attack on Xuanfeng Yuan.”
Zhang Qing knew clearly that, indeed, it was more convenient and faster to snatch it from these hands than to try his luck in Xuanfengyuan.
"So what Brother Ji means is that it's almost the end of the month and there will definitely be casual cultivators showing up?"
"It's about the same." Lou Shaoen said with a smile: "Brother, you came at a bad time. I'm afraid you will be dragged down by us."
"It's not a drag. I think the fact that these brothers can stay in Xuanfengyuan for a year has already explained a lot, doesn't it?"
"Hahahaha." Several people laughed and recognized Zhang Qing.
It is true that Xuanfengyuan is attacked by rogue cultivators every month, but they have stayed here for a year, which is not a game of luck.
For two days, due to various reasons, Zhang Qing was not left above to warn. Instead, he followed a few people down to the Xuanfeng Abyss and landed on several iron ropes inserted deep into the cliffs on both sides. Throw out the fishing net in your hand.
"The stones flowing out of the mine will more or less carry some spiritual energy fluctuations. These spiritual energy will confuse our perception, but there is no way. We have to take action every time. If we miss an ore, it will be a big loss. Pen spirit stone."
"Brother, how much you can harvest depends on your ability."
"You guys can talk to me." Zhang Qing stared at the rushing river in front of him and cast out the net from time to time. The frequency was much higher than that of the four people next to him. He didn't know whether he was playing or really searching seriously. There are ores containing spiritual energy fluctuations.
In fact, only he knew that every time he went out of the net, the target was correct. Maybe there was no Xuanyan ore in the stone, but he never made a mistake.
His harvest was not small, but it was just a harvest after all. There was not much Xuanyan ore, only about five or six kilograms in total.
The waves crashed over from time to time, and Zhang Qing finally understood why these people came back wet every night.
"It will take another half an hour to get up there!" Zhang Mingxian said loudly, and the others did not refute. In the final analysis, guarding Xuanfeng Yuan is their most important task, especially at this time.
It would be unsafe if too much physical strength and mana were wasted down there.
However, no matter what, while the five people were still staring at the river, a fireball suddenly erupted above their heads. The light and burning sensation woke the five people up almost immediately.
"Quick! Something happened up there, get up there quickly."
Zhang Mingxian roared first, and then red flames exploded on his legs, and the impact of the surging spiritual power pushed him directly onto a hundred-meter-high cliff.
Zhang Qing and the four others also reacted quickly and returned to Xuanfeng Yuan just half a body behind Zhang Mingxian.
"You're finally here."
Lin An, who had been guarding it all the time, let out a long sigh of relief, stuffed a green pill into his mouth, and the aura on his body gradually stabilized.
At this time, Zhang Qing saw clearly the dozens of casual cultivators wrapped in dark cloaks in front of him.
Wood attributes, metal attributes, fire attributes, water attributes, earth attributes, and the five elements of spiritual power can be said to be the richest monk Zhang Qing has ever seen, which cannot be seen in Chihu.
"Be careful, there is something wrong with these people. I suspect they are not pure casual cultivators." Lin An said, his body already behind Zhang Mingxian.
Except for Zhang Qing, the positions where these five people stood had a faint aura of formation.
"It doesn't matter, it's probably a group of loose cultivators who have united together and plan to eat a few hairs from my Zhang family."
Flames ignited in the palms of Zhang Mingxian's hands. The red flames instantly caused the surrounding temperature to increase sharply, and all the eyes on the other side became solemn at the same time.
The reputation of immortal magic has always been due to death.
"Fellow Daoist Zhang family, we only want a part of the Xuanyan ore. For your sake, how about we only want half?"
A hoarse voice came from the leader of the cloak. His fear of the immortal magic made him give up his plan.
"Stop talking nonsense. If you give up the spiritual objects today, will the Zhang family have to give you the Foundation Building Pill tomorrow?"
"Formation!" Zhang Mingxian shouted coldly, his hands surrounded by flames like coiled dragons, and his body became larger and larger.
"Brothers of the clan, we are raiding the formation on the side! Casual cultivators do not practice immortal magic. With the same amount of spiritual power output, we are enough to crush them!"
"kill!"
The flames held by Zhang Mingxian's hands completely ignited the battlefield, condensing into a firebird tens of meters in size and rushing towards the dozen casual cultivators in front. Although the power of the spells released by the four Lou Shaoen on the side was not as powerful as Zhang Mingxian's, they were not much weaker either. go.
Almost instantly, the combined spells of the five people suppressed the spells of more than a dozen casual cultivators on the opposite side. Zhang Qing couldn't help but hesitate for a moment as to who was surrounding whom.
But thinking is thinking, the movements of his hands are not much slower.
It was also a spell released by immortal magic. The flames around Zhang Qing also made the hearts of the casual cultivators on the opposite side sink.
"Take them all out!"
The hoarse voice fell, and the ten people beside him each took out a blue formation disk from their arms and began to pour mana into it crazily.
"Yuan Shui Formation Disk, Dove Snake, it turns out to be you."
Because of the appearance of the array, Zhang Mingxian recognized the identities of these people, and the sneer on his face became even worse.
"Half of you died half a year ago, and you still dare to come?"
Ahead, Dove Snake was no longer prepared to cover up. After pulling off his hood, he looked at Zhang Mingxian with resentful eyes, "No matter what happens today, you will die!"
His face was covered with large scars, which looked hideous and terrifying, as if earthworms were crawling on his face.
That was the masterpiece of Zhang Mingxian's flame. Even if half a year passed, he could not restore this appearance.
