The entire cave was filled with black light. The light was pure black, but very bright.
This is pure black, pure black light.
A piece of rubble fell, and a palm-sized stone appeared where it fell. The pure black light comes from this stone.
Just by looking at it, Zi Chen knew that this was a valuable item. Its quality is much higher than the previous black iron.
Just when Zi Chen was about to step forward to observe with a look of joy on his face, he heard the old man's solemn voice: "Go and block the entrance of the cave!"
His voice was low and his expression was serious. Zi Chen, who had been through a lot, knew very well what such an expression represented. When he was wondering if there were murders and treasure grabbing happening in this world, he rushed toward the entrance of the cave without stopping. He wanted to block the hole in the shortest possible time.
The clanging sound that could often be heard when flying by at high speed suddenly stopped. The huge mine suddenly became dead silent, and no sound could be heard anymore.
Zi Chen secretly groaned that something was wrong. Apparently the black light had already reached the outside world. No matter how fast he was, he couldn't compare to the real light.
As he moved forward, he slowed down. When he reached the entrance of the cave, he saw a strong man carrying a pickaxe standing at the entrance of the cave, staring at the mine with a pair of slightly burning eyes.
Zi Chen had met this strong man before, and he was from the same village as him. He lived in a stone house, which showed that he lived a good life. His upper body was naked, and the muscles on his body were bulging, making him look strong and powerful.
Beside him, Zi Chen could also see two old men. Their eyes used to be tired and tired, but now they were different. Their eyes were shining with light.
Zi Chen slowed down and stopped when he was still five meters away from the cave entrance, looking ahead warily.
He believed that there must be other miners beside these three people, somewhere he couldn't see.
Under the dark light, Zi Chen, who was wearing a patchwork robe, looked a little distorted.
"Little baby, have you found anything good here?" The strong man asked. To those of them who have lived here for too long, Zi Chen, who has only been here for more than two months, is indeed a little baby. Not worth mentioning at all.
Zi Chen stared at the other person, silent.
"Haha, have you discovered the Holy Black Crystal?" The strong man asked again, a glimmer of greed flashing in his eyes.
Zi Chen still didn't respond, and the black light behind him became more intense.
"Are you mute? Do you believe that I tore you apart?" The strong man's face darkened when he saw Zi Chen's silence, and there was a hint of cold murderous intent in his greedy eyes.
As he spoke, the strong man stepped forward. Although there was no aura suppressing him, Zi Chen felt the pressure.
Just like a child meeting an adult with a gloomy face, he will inevitably feel fear in his heart.
"Wulu, don't bully the children, come to me if you have the ability!" An old but indifferent voice sounded from behind Zi Chen. The old man was seen carrying a bamboo basket on his back, holding two pickaxes in his right hand, and holding a piece of biscuit in his left hand. Crystal, which was bigger than an adult's hand, came out.
The strong man named Wulu couldn't move his eyes away after his eyes fell on the spar.
Immediately afterwards, several more heads appeared in Zi Chen's sight. After seeing the crystal in the old man's hand, their faces showed excitement, and their eyes flashed with greed.
The old man walked up to Zi Chen with a calm expression, handed the smaller pickaxe into Zi Chen's hand, and said: "Little guy, remember never to throw away the thing in your hand. This is The basis of our existence!”
Zi Chen nodded and took the pickaxe solemnly. His heart, which was not very nervous, became more and more stable. Even in this stability, there was a small excitement, which was the excitement deep in his heart for the battle that was about to break out.
Taking a step forward, the old man's small figure completely blocked Zi Chen's face. He turned his back to Zi Chen, looked at the people and said, "Don't embarrass a child!"
"Old man, it's easy to talk nonsense. According to the rules, you have to show your respect!" The strong man picked up the pickaxe in his hand and pointed at the old man.
"That's right, old man, everyone who sees it has a share!" Beside him, an old man said.
"It's rare that you have gained so much over the years, so it's only natural that you share it with us." Another person spoke.
Looking at the three people who spoke, the old man shook his head and said: "Everyone who sees it has a share. When was this the rule? Ulu, if I remember correctly, you dug up a piece of Holy Crow Crystal and used it in exchange for it." You bought a stone house, can you give us a share?"
"And you two, Pari and Della, you seem to have dug out the Holy Black Crystal since you came here, but you don't seem to have seen you share it with everyone, right?"
"That's different. The Holy Crow Crystal I dug last time was only as thick as a finger, and it wasn't enough for distribution."
Uru said, and the two people beside him nodded.
The old man named Della said: "Old man, everyone has been mining here in peace for these years. If you only get a little bit of Holy Black Crystal, then we won't say anything, but the Holy Black Crystal you got today The Wu Jing is too big. The value of such a large piece is immeasurable, are you embarrassed to take it all to yourself?"
"We have been mining together these years. You know very well who I am. I never care about these things. Normally, forget it, but today this is absolutely not allowed. This is the little guy's, and it can only be his. He must Get out of here!" The old man looked at these people and said.
"What, give it to him? Old man, are you crazy?" Na Wulu was startled and looked at Zi Chen in disbelief.
"He is still young and his future achievements are limitless. He cannot stay here like us!" the old man said seriously.
"Old man, I didn't expect you to be so great? No wonder you have stayed here for so many years and never made any further progress. It seems that there are not many people left at the same time as you, right?"
There was a touch of sarcasm on Ulu's face, "Since you are so great, then take care of me. You should know my potential very well, it is much better than this little baby. You gave the Holy Black Crystal to He will only die quickly, but if you give it to me, I can remember your kindness."
Looking at the old man's indifferent expression, Ulu smiled coldly and said: "Old man, if you are really undecided, then I will help you. As long as you kill this little baby, you should be able to take out the Holy Black Crystal decisively. Alright."
The old man looked at Ulu but said nothing, then turned to look at the others and said, "What about you, do you all mean this?"
The other people looked very uncomfortable when the old man looked at them, but when they looked at the huge piece of holy black crystal in the old man's hand, their expressions straightened up. One of the old men said: "Old man, if you are rich, everyone will make a fortune. You... This behavior is really too selfish. Today, you must contribute the Holy Black Crystal, and then everyone will share it equally."
The old man looked at these people and nodded. Their faces immediately showed joy. They thought the old man had agreed.
Unexpectedly, the old man turned around, put down the bamboo basket, and at the same time handed the Holy Black Crystal in his hand to Zi Chen, and said: "I haven't moved my muscles and bones for many years, and today I can move around. The mining skill I created back then, old man, is also I’m a little rusty, so I just want to practice today.”
Zi Chen took the Holy Wujing with both hands. It was very heavy, heavier than he expected. In addition to his own weight, what was even heavier was the old man's protective heart.
He didn't know the other person's name, but the other person could protect him like this.
Is it because he is the one who defies the Star of Life?
But this old man has been isolated from the Star of Life for a long time. Not to mention the Star of Life, maybe the Zhanwu family has forgotten this person, right?
Along the way, he had seen all kinds of shamelessness and all kinds of reasons for killing people and seizing treasures, so he didn't show too much anger towards these shameless people. Because he has killed too many people like this and doesn’t care about killing more.
What he cares about is the old man's attitude and his protectiveness towards him.
Not wanting to undermine the old man's protective will, Zi Chen nodded and said, "Okay! I will just be a spectator today!"
The old man turned around and walked out of the mine holding a pickaxe.
The moment he walked out, two pickaxes stabbed him from the side very quickly.
These are two people who have been hiding on both sides of the mine.
The old man blocked the falling pickaxe with a sonorous sound.
Immediately afterwards, the old man flew up with his feet and kicked the two of them away.
"go to hell!"
In front of that, a cold light flashed in Ulu's eyes, and the pickaxe in his hand drew an arc and slashed towards the old man.
The old man bent down, dodged the blow, and smashed the pickaxe on Ulu's body, causing the opponent to stumble backward.
After that, the old man rotated on the spot and punched, and the pickaxe drew a circle, blocking all the attacks from around him.
Zi Chen watched the battle quietly. The old man's grasp of power was very good, and his moves were also very clever. The heavy pickaxe felt as if it was light in his hand.
The nearby miners also had a strong grasp of power, but during the confrontation, they were unable to get close to the old man. They were knocked away one by one, and some were coughing up blood.
The pickaxe in the old man's hand danced vigorously, making the people around him very embarrassed.
But the physical defense of these people is very strong. After being knocked down, they will still stand up again with almost no injuries on their bodies. After shaking their heads, they will be full of energy again.
Looking at the old man again, in a battle involving dozens of people, his physical strength was rapidly depleted, and his shots gradually became less sharp, turning from attack to defense, and then to using his strength to skillfully dodge.
But for now, he is not defeated yet.
Zi Chen put the bamboo basket on the ground, put the Holy Black Crystal into the bamboo basket, leaned the pickaxe against the bamboo basket, and placed his right hand on his back.
He untied the long strip of cloth on his back and placed it on the ground. Then he untied the strips layer by layer, and a long knife with a dark scabbard emerged from the strips.
