Facing Song Heqing's smile.
Nangong Qingke suddenly felt upset, always feeling that something bad had happened.
"Since my ancestor... wants to teach me my skills, I am naturally very grateful."
"Very good, just be obedient." Song Heqing asked another question:
"Are you mysophobic?"
"Huh? Disciple is a little bit."
"As long as it's not serious, go out with me tomorrow."
"yes ."
The next day, Song Heqing took a dozen Jindan monks from the Hehuan Sect to the surrounding sects to receive resources, including various minerals, spiritual fields, spiritual beast gardens, etc.
After yesterday's battle, the middle and upper levels of these sects were severely weakened, and with Song Heqing's presence, they couldn't muster any sense of resistance at all.
When the Hehuan Sect came to "rob", they all nodded and bowed, handing over these precious resources.
For a moment, everyone in the Hehuan Sect burst into smiles.
I haven't seen so much money in years.
In addition to the few ancestral spiritual ores that were lost, seven or eight more high-quality spiritual ores were collected.
Assets doubled directly.
From now on, the disciples of the Hehuan Sect will all be wealthy women.
These spiritual stones can also be used to improve the overall cultivation level. Song Heqing plans to train the elder Yuanying into a god before leaving.
However, Nangong Qingke must be arranged first.
Song Heqing led his disciples to a mine. Without any warning, he suddenly raised his hand and placed it between Nangong Qingke's eyebrows.
"Ancestor, what are you doing?"
The female disciple next to her was stunned.
Song Heqing let go of his hand, and Nangong Qingke came to his senses, only to find that his body was empty.
What about mana?
He was very anxious and said: "Ancestor, what are you doing?"
"It's nothing. I'm just teaching you. Have you forgotten what I said last night?"
Seeing his confused face, Song Heqing turned to the female disciple next to him and said:
"You will be responsible for the mining of this mine from now on, and he will leave it to you."
"What...? Give me this spiritual mine and Senior Brother Nangong?"
"Yes, you have to push your senior brother Nangong hard, and wait until he digs up 100,000 high-grade spiritual stones to restore his magic power."
The little girl shouted: "One hundred thousand yuan?!?"
Even a medium-grade spiritual mine may not be able to dig out 100,000 high-grade spiritual stones.
How could he do it alone?
Song Heqing's voice became colder:
"What, are you going to disobey my order?"
"Disciple doesn't dare. Disciple must...supervise Senior Brother Nangong to complete the task as soon as possible."
"That's best." Before Song Heqing left, he warned the female disciple:
"Remember, no one is allowed to help him. In addition, his food, clothing, housing and transportation are the same as other workers, so he cannot be given preferential treatment."
"Yes, disciple, I obey."
At this point, Song Heqing glanced at Nangong Qingke for the last time and left directly.
Looking at the departing figure of the ancestor, the female disciple sighed, turned back to Nangong and said:
"Senior brother, our ancestor's orders cannot be violated. Don't make it difficult for your junior sister."
At this time, Nangong Qingke still maintained the habit of a handsome young man:
"It doesn't matter. I think my ancestor also wanted to sharpen me. Junior sister, don't worry about it. Just do as you are told."
Nangong Qingke, who lost his magic power, took the workers' exclusive bedding to the house where they lived.
As soon as he entered the house, the stench was so strong that he almost smoked him out.
The entire house is divided into left and right sides, with large pavilions made of wooden boards.
There are some strong men on them.
Men who can dig up spiritual stones are basically carefully selected from the mortal world.
Although they have no spiritual roots, they have practiced martial arts for several years. Digging spiritual stones is extremely hard work. If you are not physically strong, you will easily die in the mines.
Even these men are often sent home after two years of digging, which shows how hard they work.
They are here to make money.
It is said that after staying in such a place for a long time, there is no other fun. In the eyes of these men, a sow can compete with Diao Chan.
So as soon as Nangong Qingke entered the room, people in both rows looked over, their eyes gleaming with excitement, just like looking at prey.
Nangong Qingke was very flustered, but he still walked towards the empty seat calmly.
This is a corner, not close to a window, and the light is very poor. The walls on both sides are pitch black, and I don't know what dirt is stuck on it.
The mattress was even more miserable, like a rag.
Nangong Qingke frowned, stepped forward, pulled off the quilt, and replaced it with the new quilt he had received.
He forgot that because of his natural charm, he was extremely attractive to men and women.
Just as he was immersed in arranging the quilt, a hand suddenly stretched out from the side and grabbed his wrist.
"Hehehe, it's so white, so slippery."
There was a young man in the next bed. He was stroking Nangong Qingke's hand with a serious expression at the moment.
The other party's rough palm made Nangong Qingke feel goosebumps all over the back of his hand.
He shook off the other person's hand with force, directly grabbed the collar, and lifted the person up.
After all, he is a monk in the foundation building stage. Even if his magic power is blocked, his physical strength is still there. Although it is not as good as professional physical training, it is not much worse.
"What are you doing? Put him down quickly!"
Seeing that their companions were being bullied, the group of people swarmed forward, and Nangong Qingke was unable to defeat him with just two fists.
I got hit several times at one time.
What annoyed him the most was that someone took this opportunity to attack him.
Fortunately, these people were knocked to the ground in the end.
"If you touch me again, I'll break your hand!"
Nangong Qingke said harsh words, and everyone was bullied and afraid of the strong, so they could only nod their heads.
Then it was really peaceful.
However, the beginning of mining life made Nangong Qingke extremely uncomfortable.
Since there is enough spiritual energy in the spiritual mine, his body is different from other people's and is much more sensitive to spiritual energy, so mining is particularly hard.
In order to prevent these people from discovering how weak he felt every time after mining, he could only pretend that nothing happened.
What made him most uncomfortable was that after working every day, there was only a small river where he could wash himself.
Those men often bathe together in groups. Nangong is not used to it, so he can only wait until they finish washing.
As a result, several times, they hid and peeked.
Clothes left on the shore were also stolen.
Nangong could only soak in the cold river water, and the more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he became. When had he ever been so wronged?
Why would the ancestor torment himself like this?
I don’t understand, I really can’t understand.
Tears almost fell out
If the foreman hadn't come to see him, he would have spent the whole night there.
"Host, why don't you tell him directly where he went wrong?"
Faced with his treatment, 9527 was puzzled.
"Why should I tell him? I'm just playing with him, and that's not enough."
…………
Far away in Xizhou, seven Buddhist sects are holding a meeting:
"Amitabha, is what you said true?"
"It's absolutely true, the snake demon who destroyed our Tantric Sect is the Supreme Elder of Hehuan Sect."
"Not long ago, the snake demon swallowed an Avatar, seven Nascent Souls, and more than a hundred golden elixirs. It has been spread across five continents!"
"That's good, that's good, this monster is so vicious!"
"Everyone can find these monsters and kill them."
"Senior brother is right, but do we really want to go to Dongzhou to fight a god-transforming monk?"
As soon as these words came out, the scene fell silent for a moment.
At this time, a monk broke the calm:
"According to what the poor monk has seen, this snake demon is facing off against an Avatar and seven Nascent Souls. Even if it wins, it will definitely be a tragic victory. There is a high probability that it is seriously injured now. This is a God-given opportunity. We must attack early to win. .”
"What the Wisdom Venerable said makes sense!"
"Then let's quickly prepare to go to Dongzhou, slay the demons, and seek an explanation for the Tantric Sect!"
…………
Song Heqing was still torturing Nangong Qingke, but he had no idea that a group of people were coming here under wrong judgment.
Planning to cause trouble for him!
