Over Suiyu Mountain.
In an almost motionless cloud, three figures sat cross-legged.
At the edge of the clouds, an old man with a kind face looked down at the small mountain city below. His huge spiritual thoughts were as pervasive as mercury pouring down the ground.
"Uncle Seven."
A middle-aged Taoist wearing a black jade crown showed a hint of worry:
"With such a big fanfare, Master Qingxu won't notice it, right?"
"Second brother, don't worry."
Next to him, a young man in a white shirt smiled and said:
"I had already inquired about the details of Master Qingxu before coming here."
"This person is a casual cultivator, and he has been promoted to Foundation Establishment for less than ten years. He is considered to be at the bottom among all the Foundation Establishment Masters."
"With how strong Uncle Qi's spiritual will is, he will definitely not be able to detect it unless he is shot in front of him."
"right."
The kind old man known as 'Seventh Uncle' also slowly spoke:
"The coverage area of his spiritual thoughts is only about a hundred feet around him at most, but I deliberately avoided the two hundred feet around him."
"It's impossible for him to notice it, just An Xin."
After hearing what the two of them said, the middle-aged Taoist felt much more at ease.
The three of them followed the clues all the way to Suiyu Mountain. It has been seven or eight days, but they have still not taken action.
Of course, they didn't take the newly promoted Foundation Establishment Master seriously, but they were extremely afraid of the GCC that dominated Fangzhou.
Especially the famous 'Haihe Zhenren', who was once a direct disciple of Fuhai Sect's 'Ancestor Wanchuan', and had a record of successfully completing foundation building without falling behind.
Unless it was absolutely necessary, they would not want to mess with such a top master.
After a while, after the old man withdrew his spiritual thoughts, the young man in white shirt beside him asked urgently:
"Uncle Qi, how's it going?"
"Um……"
The old man pondered for a moment and then said:
"After peeking at the formation of the GCC branch for seven or eight days, I already have a pretty good understanding of it."
"As long as there is no Foundation Establishment Master in this formation, the three of us will join forces and break the formation in an instant."
After hearing this, the young man in white shirt and the middle-aged Taoist breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.
"It seems that we will see my little sister again soon."
The young man in white shirt looked excited and said:
"There are a large number of mining slaves gathered in Suiyu Mountain. The GCC's task of collecting soul energy must also fall on the head of Master Qingxu."
"According to the progress, he will be able to complete the collection soon. By then, he will definitely leave Suiyu Mountain temporarily and return the soul rosary to the main altar of the GCC."
"The few empty hours in between are our best opportunities to take action."
After hearing his words, the other two people nodded slightly in agreement.
The formation in Suiyu Mountain has been constructed and strengthened over many years, and with a Foundation Establishment Master in charge, it is enough to withstand the siege of several Foundation Establishment monks.
The main forum of the GCC is only a few thousand miles away from here. Once they are held back by the formation and the real GCC leads his people to help, the end can be imagined.
Their only chance is when Zhang Yao leaves Suiyu Mountain before they can take action boldly.
Fortunately, it seems that this opportunity is close at hand.
…………
In the mountain city cave mansion.
"Buzz..."
As mana flows, the images on the light screen are constantly changing.
Looking carefully, what is shown on the light screen is an offensive route, starting from breaking through the division formation, going all the way deep into the mining area, and then breaking through several layers of formations to rescue a certain target person.
"Well, that's pretty much it..."
Zhang Yao calculated it several times and roughly confirmed that this was the only offensive route.
The divine thought during the day was in the middle stage of foundation building, and it also deliberately avoided the scope of the cave, so it was considered to be more cautious.
But he probably didn't expect that Zhang Yao's soul and spiritual will were so strong that he was approaching the late stage of foundation building.
And ever since Hu Weiwei entered the mine, he has been vigilant and regularly radiated his spiritual thoughts to the furthest distance.
"The delay in taking action seems to be due to fear."
"There are also robbers hiding in the dark, with no sign of emerging. They seem to be waiting for opportunities."
Zhang Yao thought of this and smiled slightly:
"Okay, then I will simply give you this opportunity!"
the next day.
At the edge of the black jade mining area, Zhang Yao completed his last collection of soul energy.
"Buzz!"
The soul rosary buzzed and fell into his palm, already filled to the brim.
Zhang Yao put away the soul rosary, glanced at the people around him, and said in a calm tone:
"Pindao's treasure refining has been completed."
"After today, these mining slaves no longer need to come here, and production in the mining area has resumed."
After hearing Zhang Yao's words, the two supervisors, Lao Zhou and Lao Chen, as well as many supervisors, all bowed and said yes.
"boom!"
Zhang Yao waved his sleeves and turned around, turning into a stream of cyan light and flying away in an instant.
Not long after he left, the thousands of mining slaves lying on the ground gradually woke up, laughing and preparing to go back to rest, but were stopped by the supervisor:
"Pop!" "Pap!"...
The dense whip shadows and the familiar screams made many mine slaves tremble instinctively, as if they were suddenly pulled back to the distant reality.
"Your good days are over!"
Zhou Xianhe controlled the magic weapon Flying Sword, suspended in mid-air, with an indifferent expression:
"Now, go to the mines!"
"If you fail to meet today's target, you know the consequences!"
As soon as this statement came out:
Thousands of mine slaves were silent for a while, and then erupted into a roar, and the sounds of wailing and complaining could be heard endlessly.
But in the face of the cruel reality, they had no other choice. They could only line up dejectedly, receive the specially made magical artifacts from the supervisors again, and go to work in the mines.
"Come with me!"
Wu Siqiang's expression showed a trace of nervousness. He took Hu Weiwei's wrist, and after receiving the mine manuscript, he went straight to a certain mine.
The two major mining areas in Suiyu Mountain have existed for hundreds of years. Mines of various sizes are densely packed, and the mine tunnels inside the mines extend in all directions and are extremely complex.
Wu Sikong remained silent, stumbling around in the complex mine tunnels until Hu Weiwei finally couldn't help but ask:
"Wu Sigong, where are you taking me?"
Wu Sigong didn't respond and continued to move forward.
"Stop!"
Hu Weiwei was a little uneasy, broke away from his hand, and said angrily:
"If you don't tell me, I won't go with you!"
Wu Sijong finally turned around, hesitated for a moment, quickly scanned his surroundings, and then lowered his voice and said:
"I'll get you out of here!"
"What?"
Hu Weiwei was shocked. After exclaiming, she subconsciously covered her mouth:
"You...how did you..."
She reacted suddenly, opened her eyes wide, and whispered:
"You had planned it a long time ago, right?"
"I didn't plan it."
Wu Sikong shook his head, with a hint of nervousness in his expression, and whispered:
"Let's go quickly, don't delay!"
"I can't tell you more specific things now, but you believe me, I won't harm you!"
As he said this, he was going to grab Hu Weiwei's wrist and take her deep into the mine again.
"No!"
Hu Weiwei took a sharp step back, moved out of the way, and said with a pale face:
"Then if I escape, what will my master and the others do?"
"……no way."
Wu Siqiang was silent for a moment and then said calmly:
"They are in another mining area and it is impossible to escape through this passage."
"But this time there are steps in the plan to set off a large-scale riot. If they are lucky, they might be able to take advantage of the chaos and escape."
Hearing this, Hu Weiwei hesitated and said:
"Then my master and the others can't do it, and there is Wang Yesan, he..."
"okay!"
Wu Sijian shouted impatiently:
"That useless, spineless coward deserves to die!"
"How long has it been and you are still thinking about him? If we take one step at night and fail to catch up with the most critical moment, we will die together in this mine."
"……All right."
Hu Weiwei was finally convinced and followed Wu Siqiang through the complicated mine tunnels.
Exactly half an hour later:
The two shuttled through the dark mine tunnels and came to an ancient mine that had been abandoned for many years. There was a mark on the stone tablet beside it - 'Ding Sanjiu'.
"Uh-huh!"
As soon as the two people appeared, several flying swords flew towards them and hovered above their necks.
"I am the one who is fair and aboveboard."
Wu Sikong calmly spoke out the code.
After the flying sword dispersed, a tall figure was revealed, who was clearly a monk who had perfected his Qi refining skills.
"It's your boy..."
His eyes scanned the two of them, and when he saw Hu Weiwei, he immediately frowned:
"Why are you bringing a demon cultivator with you?"
Wu Sikong's heart tightened and he said repeatedly:
"Your Majesty, didn't you say you could bring the others over?"
"I mean to be able to bring other 'people' here, not beasts."
The tall monk replied expressionlessly.
"you……"
Wu Sijong's face looked a little ugly, while Hu Weiwei glared at him, her chest rising and falling with anger.
"What, you little cat girl are still not convinced?"
The tall monk snorted coldly and was about to start sarcastic again:
"Lao Wu, forget it."
Another figure appeared and said coldly:
"Since you're all here, let's come in together."
"That Master Qingxu may leave at any time, so don't waste any more time!"
"……All right."
The tall monk was convinced, turned sideways and took two steps back to get out of the way.
"Thank you."
Wu Sijian felt relieved and quickly pulled Hu Weiwei in.
A bright light flashed faintly in the dark passage. When the two came to the end of the passage, their eyes suddenly opened up, and they saw a bright underground space.
In the underground space of more than ten feet square, there were hundreds of mine slaves standing densely packed, talking and whispering to each other.
"We can finally get out!"
"Brother, I cannot thank you enough for your kindness! When I get out, I will definitely..."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...After so many years, I finally have a chance to escape!"
"I hope there won't be any accidents..."
Joyful, excited, excited, looking forward to, uneasy...
Various sounds turned into a noisy torrent and reached Hu Weiwei's ears, leaving her completely confused.
"here……"
She turned to look at Wu Sigong and asked with some uncertainty:
"Why are there so many people?"
(End of chapter)
