Xiaobao still looked at Zhang Xiaohan, and Zhang Xiaohan spread his hands: "Only you and me are left--" Suddenly, he opened his eyes wide and looked at the spirit beast bag that Xiaobao was hooked with his claws.

"Bold-eating ant?" Zhang Xiaohan looked at Xiaobao, and her wide open eyes showed her surprise: "You don't plan to stay here for a month and go out, how do you want me to explain that I have dug up ten top-quality immortal stones in one month?"

"Who wants you to go out in one month? I also need the best fairy stone." Xiaobao's eyes also glared round: "Zhang Xiaohan, you are a 300-year-old monk, can you play mining?"

Zhang Xiaohan reached out and grabbed the spirit beast bag in anger: "I haven't dug a mine? Don't you think it would be very fulfilling to dig out a top-quality immortal stone with your own hands?"

"Do you lack a sense of accomplishment?" Xiaobao blocked Zhang Xiaohan back with just one sentence.

Zhang Xiaohan was speechless and looked at Xiaobao with a grudge. She couldn't be fun when she was three hundred years old.

He still released the gold-eating ants, let the gold-eating ants scatter, crawled over to different directions and other mines, waved his hand to put the gravel scattered on the ground into the bamboo basket behind him, and threw the bamboo basket on the edge of the tunnel.

Looking at Xiaobao's sesame oil with squint eyes, he suddenly tilted his head: "Xiaobao, I remember you can find the treasure as well."

It took so long that Zhang Xiaohan would forget it. The dusty past came to my mind. Xiaobao once brought the essence of the five elements she found.

Xiaobao jumped off Zhang Xiaohan and turned into a young man about twenty years old when he landed on the ground: "Of course, you are not short of treasures. There is fairy aura emitted by low-grade fairy stones everywhere. There is also spiritual energy. You don't think I can see spiritual stones through the rocks directly."

Zhang Xiaohan nodded and said seriously: "That's what I thought."

Xiaobao looked at Zhang Xiaohan helplessly: "What are you planning to do? You really have to stay here for hundreds of years."

Seeing Xiaobao having no choice, Zhang Xiaohan smiled: "How could it be? Why did you stay for so long? But don't you think this is a good place to relax and retreat? It's quiet, there are plenty of fairy stones, and no one disturbs you."

Apart from the sound of the puppets digging the rocks, there is really no other movement. And such a sound, as long as Zhang Xiaohan wants to ignore it, it can be regarded as inaudible. Xiaobao takes most of Zhang Xiaohan's gains and wants to practice. He can use the lower-grade immortal stones to form a spirit gathering array. In fact, there are dozens of top-grade spirit stones in Zhang Xiaohan's hands.

Zhang Xiaohan can also afford these top-quality spirit stones, and they still have great potential to dig out high-quality immortal stones and spirit stones.

"I have been in a long time since my mind collapses. I always have to relax and adjust it. Don't you think it's great to find treasures? Since the ascension, I have been nervous every day, either to improve my cultivation or to worry about safety. No matter what, we don't have to worry about safety at the moment." Zhang Xiaohan really felt relaxed. After the ascension, she only had a short few days to seriously consider the past. Now, she will have enough time.

"Ah, the gold-eating ants have harvested." Zhang Xiaohan suddenly exclaimed and took Xiaobao's hand: "Let's go, in another tunnel."

Xiaobao looked at Zhang Xiaohan's smile, shook his head, and then grinned. How long has it been since Zhang Xiaohan hadn't smiled so happily. The last time he was in Xiannong Cave.

She wasn't from this world at first.

The two people ran to another tunnel very quickly. Zhang Xiaohan pulled Xiaobao and stood down in front of a stone wall. The gold-eating ant crawled out of the stone wall, and the black claws of the phantom beast chiseled towards the stone wall.

Although the passage that the gold-eating ant swallowed was extremely thin, spiritual energy still overflowed. The black claws of the phantom beast were chiseled for more than a dozen times, and the spiritual energy overflowed even more.

"It's the top-grade spirit stone, so many." Zhang Xiaohan couldn't help but tell Xiaobao the information fed back by the gold-eating ant.

The black claws of the phantom beast have chiseled out a small passage, and a very regular crystal spirit stone is embedded in the middle of the rock, reflecting seven-color light under the dark light.

Although the top-grade spirit stones are not circulated in the Nine Realms, they are needed by both ascending monks and immortals. Spirit stones are as effective as immortal stones.

Such a large area of ​​top-grade spirit stones looks like four or five hundred pieces. The most important thing is that where top-grade spirit stones appear, fairy stones or other ores are easily found.

Zhang Xiaohan directly recruited Yan Qingshan to this place. He was so excited even if Yan Qingshan could not absorb these top-grade spirit stones. Yan Qingshan had a bad temper. The weapon spirits that were confined in the Demon Blade Sword made him do not let him restrain his nature. From the last time he left the Demon Blade Sword, he has been imprisoned to be violent and unable to vent his temper.

This release is not a murder, but a mining process. I want to go crazy. I grab the iron claws of the soul beast and destroy it with one rumbling sound. It is like I want to tear down the mine tunnel.

Zhang Xiaohan knew that Yan Qingshan was venting. It had been in the Demon Blade Sword for a long time and could not be vented. Such Yan Qingshan was the most suitable for fighting at this time. Unfortunately, there was no enemy here.

The banned and sealed mine entrance could not hear the sound here. Even if you heard it, you would only think that Zhang Xiaohan was venting - the anger of a monk in the early stage of refining Void is not easy to bear.

Yanqing Mountain was dug for hundreds of meters in a row. There was indeed a mineral vein hidden here, extending windingly to the ground. The top-grade spirit stone and the middle-grade spirit stone were intertwined. Every four or five meters away, a crystal clear top-grade spirit stone would appear.

Yan Qingshan was destructively excavated all the way, and he only dared to vent his anger on the rocks and deliberately let the spirit stone fall to the ground. But finally he couldn't help it, howled silently, and drilled into the Demon Blade Sword.

Zhang Xiaohan is its enemy, but it is digging spirit stones for Zhang Xiaohan. Seeing that so many spirit stones were taken away by Zhang Xiaohan, it has no choice.

It has nowhere to go except the Demon Blade Sword, Zhang Xiaohan firmly controls it. He doesn't even dare to look at the spirit stone when he goes crazy. He is afraid that it will continue to dig it, and he can't help but turn around and pounce on Zhang Xiaohan.

It knew that Zhang Xiaohan knew exactly what he thoughts in his heart, and that if he didn't return to the magic blade, it would be afraid that it wouldn't be able to hold it back.

Zhang Xiaohan did not control Yan Qingshan's anger. She firmly controlled Yan Qingshan, but never controlled Yan Qingshan's emotions. What she needed was a weapon. The more angry the weapon, the greater the power.

The Demon Blade Blade jumped up and down in the tunnel frantically, and the rocks on the four walls were hit and rumbled down. One by one, irregular holes were exposed, and several rough stones were dropped out.

Zhang Xiaohan looked at the Demon Blade Sword quietly, and his eyes seemed to see the inside of the Demon Blade Sword:

"I treat you just like you treat those mortals that day. Those mortals are already scattered. At least you can still rely on the Demon Blade Sword. I have imprisoned your freedom, but I also satisfy your killing. Can't you be calm over the years?" (To be continued.)
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