"Xiao Fengzi, you, are you really not dead?"
Looking at Gu Qianqian who was crying with joy, the corner of Yang Feng's mouth twitched slightly. He dared to admit that this Bai Fumei was not sincere, just looking forward to her husband's death.
"Hiss! If you keep suppressing it, I will really die."
After saying this, Yang Feng fainted and was attacked by a battle slave of the ninth level of mortal body. An ordinary person would probably be stiff at this moment.
If he hadn't just broken through the mortal realm and practiced the "Chaos Body Refining Technique" not long ago, Yang Feng would have been called a fool.
Seeing Yang Feng fainting, Gu Qianqian quickly carried Yang Feng to the inn room.
After staying up for three days and absorbing spiritual energy again and again, Yang Feng's bones finally began to heal.
That punch almost made Yang Feng crippled. Yang Feng was at the sixth level of Qi training. He also cultivated the physical body and reached the first level of the mortal body. For various reasons, Yang Feng Feng barely managed to save his life.
"Damn it! What kind of body training technique does this kid practice? He can actually withstand the full blow of a ninth-level mortal battle slave with the physical strength of a first-level mortal body."
Fu Yu looked at the limping Yang Feng on the 'screen', feeling like millions of ants were crawling in his heart.
"Auntie, is Yang Feng... dead?"
Xiang Hao is so crazy outside, but he knows who to restrain his temper in front of.
"Shut up, you loser! You want me to take action against even a rookie at the fourth level of Qi training. I really don't know if your top-notch spiritual roots are going to go crazy."
Hearing Fu Yu's overwhelming anger, Xiang Hao was timid on the surface, but secretly happy in his heart, because the angrier Fu Yu was, the more miserable Yang Feng's death would be.
"Yes, what my aunt taught me is that my nephew Xiang Hao does not dare to complain at all, but if Yang Feng is not removed, my nephew will be in trouble."
Xiang Hao threw all the spearheads at Yang Feng.
"I have my own opinion on this matter. I will kill Yang Feng sooner or later with my own hands."
After saying that, Fu Yu ended the communication with Xiang Hao, because Zhu Xian University had already seen the clues, and she had to be careful in the next step to avoid exposing the truth.
Half a month later, a man in gray robe appeared, holding a broken sword on his shoulder and holding a beautiful woman in his arms.
"Xiao Fengzi, did you tease me on purpose?"
It turned out that Yang Feng had recovered a long time ago, and he deliberately pretended to be lame in order to enjoy a comfortable life again. Gu Qianqian couldn't bear it, so she helped Yang Feng, but Yang Feng took advantage of it.
"Sister Qian, my legs are really lame."
"Brother, the broken sword on your shoulder..."
"Step aside."
Damn it, it’s not easy for me to live a life supported by a rich woman. Why are you exposing me?
"Xiao Fengzi, you, you, hum! I'm ignoring you."
Gu Qianqian was really angry. She didn't expect that Yang Feng would deceive her feelings, so she turned around and ran away, silently despite Yang Feng calling from behind.
"Sister Qian, Sister Qian, I, I shouldn't lie to you, I just want to get care from you."
Speaking of the latter part, Yang Feng's voice was almost inaudible.
Suddenly, a person gently wrapped his arms around Yang Feng's waist from behind.
Familiar body fragrance, no need to guess, Yang Feng also knows, his Qianjie, the sharp-tongued, tofu-hearted Qianjie.
"Xiao Fengzi, why are you so humble? It's not right to show sympathy to a deceiver sister. This time I got an advantage for you, so I won't do it next time."
As soon as Yang Feng felt something and was about to do something, Gu Qianqian immediately withdrew his jade arm, pretending to be nonchalant and enjoying the scenery.
Is this the case? Yang Feng watched Gu Qianqian trying to catch him, but he was still lustful but not courageous. After all, he was just a little virgin. When he was in high school, he had never even touched a little girl's hand, let alone fell in love. No experience.
"Xiao Fengzi, look at that, does it look like a mountain?"
"Young man Yang, this is a spiritual mine! If you can monopolize this spiritual mine, your cultivation level should be greatly improved."
Canxian's eyes shone, and he suddenly thought of something, and spoke again: "It's a projection! The projection of the spiritual mine, the real spiritual mine is under this deserted city, a trap! This is definitely a trap."
Canxian was startled and confused, making Yang Feng confused.
"Spirit Mine Projection? What is that? Are there any traps? It's all nonsense. Old man, can you explain it more clearly?"
Yang Feng said reluctantly.
"The spiritual mine is the initial form of the spiritual stone. Generally, wherever there is a spiritual mine, there will be spiritual veins. The mountain-like mountain in front of you is the spiritual mine. Unfortunately, this is a fake spiritual mine. It is under the deserted city. The projection of the True Spirit Mine.”
Canxian couldn't help Yang Feng, a novice, so he tried his best to explain it in an easy-to-understand way.
"Temptation, a huge temptation, does it want to destroy us?"
Yang Feng's mind moved very quickly and he immediately saw the pros and cons.
"Smart, although many people don't understand this spiritual mine, but curiosity, sometimes curiosity, will not only kill cats, but people as well."
"So, we're going to hide and sit on the mountain and watch the fight between tigers and tigers?"
"Well, let's go up to the road. Those who asked you should hide in the dark first. Soon there will be a river of blood here."
Yang Feng knew how bloody the scene was, so he immediately hid with Gu Qianqian and twenty students from Swordsmanship Class 1.
"Hahaha! If I can monopolize a spiritual mine, I, Xiang Hao, will definitely dominate the deserted city."
All the students in the deserted city saw this spiritual mine. Of course, most of the students did not know that this was a spiritual mine, but they were overjoyed when they saw someone. Then, they also became curious and wanted to find out.
"Yueying, the spiritual mine has appeared. I will get it for you."
Mo Xiaosheng's scar healed and he forgot about the pain. It seemed that his last disastrous defeat to Yang Feng did not dampen his self-confidence.
"Two dogs fight, play off."
Jiang Yueying is not only extremely talented, but her intelligence is also top-notch.
It can be said that she is a strange woman with outstanding intelligence and unparalleled elegance.
"Hehe, Yueying is really smart, Yang Feng, just wait."
Defeating Yang Feng has become Mo Xiaosheng's obsession. He is called a 'crazy cultivator' not for nothing, but because he has an innocent heart that is rare in his cultivation.
Not affected by external objects, defeated! Then regard it as a grindstone on the road of spiritual practice, win! Then he will look for opponents again until he is invincible on Daxia Star.
"I, Zhao Feng, after this period of hard training, it's time for me to stand out."
"Spirit Mine, this is a once-in-a-century opportunity."
…
At this moment, the entire deserted city was surging with undercurrents. Although it was daytime, it was more terrifying than the night of the monkey moon!
If you get a spiritual mine, you can practice for a long time and save a lot of time. Some people see it extremely far-reachingly, and even fancy the spiritual veins behind the spiritual mine.
The total number of freshmen in the Demonic Cultivation Academy and Immortal Cultivation Academy is no less than 50,000, but after a month and a half of training in the deserted city, there are only less than 3,000 left.
Some people came to the deserted city and did not choose to stand out. Instead, they developed insignificantly and planned to amaze everyone. However, when the spiritual mine was born, no one could survive.
All of them are from wealthy families, and even if they are not, they are all well-connected families.
"Little Fengzi, it seems that what you said before is true. This so-called spiritual mine is indeed an irresistible temptation for everyone."
Looking at the people in the city who were about to move, Gu Qianqian said with some curiosity.
Yang Feng became more and more mysterious in her heart. In the past, Yang Feng in high school was dull and ordinary, but now Yang Feng is brave and intelligent.
"No, the most tempting thing is not the spiritual mines, but the source of the spiritual mines, the 'spiritual veins'. One spiritual vein is worth ten spiritual mines."
A spiritual mine can produce about one million spiritual stones. Of course, spiritual mines are also divided into three grades: upper, middle and lower grades, as well as the legendary top grade spiritual mines.
"Ten million spiritual stones, no wonder these people would go to war over it."
"What a pity! All of this is just an illusion. Could it be that this deserted city was born with intelligence and independent self-awareness?"
Gu Qianqian had heard Yang Feng say before that this spirit mine was just a projection of the real spirit mine deep underground in the deserted city. Now that she thought about it, if this was really the case, then this would be a doomed situation and no one would be able to pass the trial.
"Huangcheng may really be a spiritual weapon, or even worse."
From the moment he entered the deserted city, Yang Feng felt that he was enveloped by a big invisible hand, as if he had become a turtle in a urn.
"So are we all going to be eliminated?"
"Brother, how do you know it's fake? What if..."
"There is no such thing as a fatal situation. It is also a means for Huangcheng to protect itself."
Lu Tong took a chance, and after hearing Yang Feng explain the value of the spiritual mine, he was ready to make a move.
There is no one who is not tempted by the ten million spirit stones. If Canxian hadn't reminded him, Yang Feng would have reaped the benefits. However, after learning the truth, he only felt palpitations.
All the bustle in the world is for benefit, and all the hustle and bustle in the world is for benefit.
"A Feng, look at them, they can't sit still."
Not everyone in the Sword Cultivator Class 1 is sincerely convinced by Yang Feng. In the face of huge interests, no one can bear it. Even if they know that this is a trap, they still have a sense of luck.
Even the students of Swordsmanship Class 1, who knew they couldn't do anything, started to get restless, and others had already taken the lead.
"Opportunity comes to those who can."
"The spiritual mine can only be mine. Whoever dares to touch it will die!"
"I, Zhao Feng, should stand on the forefront of the tide!"
…
An open and secret fight began.
Hundreds of people were flying in the air, staring eagerly at the mountain-sized spiritual mine.
"Kill everyone, and the spiritual mine will be mine."
"kill!"
…
The light of swords and shadows of swords, the arrows flying like feathers.
Various colorful spiritual energy techniques collided into brilliant sparks in the air.
At this time, the first person to eat the crab will die the worst!
"I, I, Zhao Feng, died young before I became famous. I, I am not willing to accept it!"
There are no bones left, and Zhao Feng falls.
Then, countless corpses began to fall, and the battle on the ground became extremely fierce.
"Hahaha! I'm coming to the spiritual mine."
Among the students of Sword Cultivator Class 1, except for Yang Feng and his group who remained motionless, the others all took action one after another.
"Hmph! I'm not dead yet! Anyone who dares to steal the spiritual mine will have trouble with me."
These students are able to survive today because they are not parallel imports. Everyone has their own trump card to save their lives.
Yang Feng and his party were not the only ones hiding in the dark.
