"Tsk, tsk, it seems I'm still too kind to you. Someone wants to play a trick."
The guard said, walking through the crowd amidst the laughter of his companions, and walked up to the bald man.
He first slowly took out a brand-new neck ring magic weapon and put it on the strong man. Then he forcibly opened his mouth and stuffed a pill inside. Then he walked over to the strong bald man by the collar. On the side, he was tied to the mast of the flying boat, and the dagger was hanging on the side of the strong man.
Must be searched. ~choose|日网^zr. f~/.~co*\m.
Under the influence of the elixir, the wounds on the strong man's body healed quickly, but at this time, the dagger would automatically activate and open more than a dozen wounds, which would then heal again.
Under the scorching sun, a lot of sweat broke out on the strong man's body, and it flowed into the wound from time to time, which stung unbearably. This was repeated over and over again, and the torture made the strong man worse than death.
When the monks and prisoners saw this scene, they all felt sad.
"You have also seen his fate. I advise you all to be honest, otherwise, this mast
The pole is still empty! "The guard snorted coldly and threatened.
Everyone was silent, and the mortal prisoners behind them lowered their heads, not even daring to take another look.
Zuo Qinghui watched all this with cold eyes, knowing that this was just a trap deliberately set by the guards, hoping to lure out the leader and kill the chicken to scare the monkeys.
The airship continued to move forward, flying over the sand sea. After an unknown period of time, it suddenly saw a large black smoke filling the air in the distance. The airship stopped and slowly landed on the ground.
The guards shouted, and the prisoners stood up and stepped off the flying boat one by one.
At the same time, they will also hang on the mast
The bald man, who was already dying on the pole, was put down and fed an unknown pill. Then two prisoners were called to help the strong man and drag him away.
What appeared in front of everyone was a bronze gate standing on the sand dune. As the guards stepped forward, the gate was rumbled open, and two foundation-building monks wearing jet black robes walked out.
One of the middle-aged men with a dark complexion glanced at the prisoners wearing neck rings, frowned and complained to the one-horned man who was walking away at the front.
"I said that Senior Brother Fang has a lot fewer monks this time, and Elder Hai might be unhappy."
"Something happened on the way. Let these immortals make use of it." The one-horned man's voice sounded a little irritable.
Zuo Qinghui was among the crowd at the back and seemed to be thinking about something when he heard their conversation.
Flame Scale Ore is a special kind of spiritual ore that looks like fish scales. It contains a large amount of fire spiritual energy, but it is extremely messy and cannot be used to refine ordinary magic weapons. However, it can be used to refine a kind of magic weapon called "Liaoyuan Fire". Special magic weapon.
This magical weapon is somewhat similar to the Heart-Splitting Thunder, and it is also a one-time consumption magical weapon. It's just that compared with the Heart-Splitting Thunder, its power is much weaker. After Zheng comes out, it will form a sea of fire, which is equivalent to a blow from a monk in the early stage of foundation building. And because the refining method is not a secret, the major sects in the Central Plains have more or less We will keep some in reserve for emergencies.
However, the mining of Flame Scale Ore is particularly troublesome. A little carelessness will cause skyrocketing, and other fire-based auras contained in it will also cause a lot of damage to the miner's body. Mortals cannot bear it at all, so it can only be mined by monks. .
As for the captured mortals, they were arranged to mine other mineral deposits in the mine.
Yuan Ming's body had previously burned incense to possess Ulu, and found that although he was in the mine, he did not behave strangely. He did not know whether he was performing a mission or was really trapped in it. However, he found that he was trapped in the mine. The mortals and monks trapped inside all lived in darkness, praying to escape.
For him, if he could do something for these people to convince them, it would be a good way to collect wishes, which would help him practice the Ming Yue Jue.
In front of the gate, the middle-aged man called Hei took a rough inventory of the number of monks and mortals who were sent, and then called a few guard disciples from the Qi Refining stage to bring them in, while the one-horned man and others stayed outside.
As you enter the passage behind the gate, there are many disciples of the Guiyuan Sect who have cultivated in the Qi Refining Period stationed and patrolling. There are also several green wolves about ten feet tall tied to the exit, wearing special leather armor and even iron armor on their heads and necks. Protection, it looks heavily guarded.
Seeing the crowd approaching, the green wolves immediately bared their teeth and let out bursts of low hoarse roars from their throats. Their bodies were bent down, their muscles tensed, and they looked like they were ready to attack at any time. The monks and prisoners were okay, but the mortals were already frightened. Their faces were earth-colored, and many of them even had their legs trembling.
Must be searched. ~choose|日网^zr. f~/.~co*\m.
After the guard disciples on the side comforted him, the green wolf stopped looking like it was choosing people to devour.
Zuo Qinghui and others followed the guards through the passage, and the scene in front of them suddenly became clear. It was an underground cavity with an unusually large area.
There are densely packed stone houses and short buildings neatly arranged near the passage. The people inside are monks in black robes. Near the middle is the only four-story building with a simple and elegant shape. The top floor is The pavilion structure is transparent on all sides, allowing a panoramic view of the entire hollow.
Zuo Qinghui's soul felt vaguely aware that someone seemed to be looking at the high building at this time, but when he looked up, he didn't see anyone.
The guarding disciples did not stay here for long, and soon led a group of prisoners to the open space at the other end of the cave.
This is a huge mine. Zuo Qinghui glanced around and found that the entire mine was in a huge fan shape, sloping downwards, like a steep hillside, densely packed into a ball, with thousands of people , this environment is a bit worse than that of Black Tufang, and it seems to be the residence of prisoners.
On the opposite stone wall, you can still see the entrances and exits of mines of different sizes. From a distance, it looks like a huge hornet's nest. You can see naked people inside, swinging hammers to hit the embedded stones. The cracked iron drill smashed the huge rocks into small pieces.
At the exit at the bottom, there were also miserable-looking mining slaves coming out carrying baskets of light yellow ore in baskets.
These people dumped the ore they carried out onto the transport trucks outside the cave entrance. Without stopping for a moment, they turned back to the mine.
The carts filled with ore were pulled by another group of emaciated mining slaves and transported to several stone houses at the other end of the open space.
On one of the stone houses, there was a tall and dark smoke brine, which was directly connected to the stone wall at the top of the cavity. It must have been the place where the ore was smelted. As for the black smoke caused by the refining, it was naturally discharged outside the cavity.
In the mine, there is a high platform built almost every distance, with two to three Guiyuan Sect disciples guarding each top, overlooking every corner of the entire mine.
The long whip with thorns on the body can tear the clothes with just one blow, and the skin will be bruised and bloody. Anyone who dares to cry out will definitely incur a more severe punishment.
In addition to these mortal slaves, the guards against monk slaves are even stricter.
The monks with neck rings were in groups of ten. The first eight held special instruments that looked like rakes, while the last two carried baskets, which contained palm-sized, scale-like fiery red ores.
Behind them, there will be a monk supervisor wearing a light gray robe, monitoring them at all times to prevent them from doing anything secretly.
Under the leadership of the one-horned man and others, Zuo Qinghui and other imprisoned monks were separated separately and brought into a barracks. The monks sitting inside registered their names one by one, and then ordered them to stand in a row.
I saw the monk clasping his hands together and pointing towards his forehead. A crack instantly opened between his eyebrows, and a vertical snake pupil emerged from it. A ray of purple light flew out from the snake pupil and came from Zuo Qinghui and others. Sweep.
Soon the purple light disappeared, and the snake eyes burrowed back into the monks' flesh, while they turned their heads and said to the guarding disciples on the side.
"Everything has been checked. There is no magic weapon hidden on them. Now there is a shortage of people in the mine. Don't send this batch to Elder Hai. Let me see... Zhu Si, Shen Mang Xinghe, Chen Shang All three of their men are short of men, so let’s send a message to them now and ask them to come back from the mine and get men here.”
The person named Zhu Si was a female cultivator with a mean face. After hearing what she said with a mustache, she immediately retorted.
The two of them seemed to be humble, but in fact they both wanted to take the stronger one into their pocket. Only the middle-aged man with a simple face was left, silently watching the verbal exchange between the two.
In the end, Zhu Si and Chen Shang divided up the stronger ones among the monks, while the remaining ones were either thin or old, and were all left to the silent Shen Mangxing.
Although Zuo Qinghui had changed his appearance, he still had the appearance of an old man. He was the type that Zhu Si and Chen Shang looked down on, so he was naturally assigned to Shen Mangxing.
So Zuo Qinghui and two other thin monks followed Shen Mangxing out of the barracks, and then saw six monks with neck rings waiting outside.
Must be searched. ~choose|日网^zr. f~/.~co*\m.
They were both male and female. They were either old or thin. They were quite similar to Zuo Qinghui and the other three.
