The veins are very deep in the cave.

"Click"

A piece of copper crystal fell to the ground, and then a series of thin cracks appeared on the rock wall centered on this small cave.

"Bah, bah!"

A man with disheveled hair and a face as dark as the bottom of a pot slowly crawled out of the hole.

"Hey, it's already the ninety-fifth pit. Is that rumor false?"

The unkempt young monk showed a trace of confusion.

A dust-removing technique was applied to the body, and after three breaths, he turned into a gentle young man with a face as beautiful as a jade, it was Ye Mofan who disappeared.

"According to the situation of Qianlong's head and tail, there are ninety-nine caves in total. Which cave is the one who escaped?"

For more than a year, his cultivation was still at the fifth level of Qi training, and he only collected enough copper crystals twice a month, just to find the escaped "one".

"Hey, is it true that the Ye family of Hongsha Island is going to end the foundation-building inheritance in this generation?"

Ye Mofan felt sad, then he raised his fists, closed his sleeves, and gritted his teeth and said: "There are still four last caves. The sky and thick soil will bless me. I must find them!"

With eyes flashing, Ye Mofan resolutely picked up the mining hoe and walked towards the next target.

Only a few moments after he left, Chen Ping quietly appeared.

It had been six hours since he returned to the mine to search again.

Finally, I found Ye Mofan at the end of an extremely remote road.

Chen Ping followed him all the way and saw with his own eyes that he drilled into a hole and then drilled out from a gap in the nearby rock wall.

"The head and tail of the hidden dragon, ninety-nine caves, what is he looking for?"

Chen Ping frowned, quite confused.

This seems to be a very partial terminology among the ore seekers.

Although he is well-informed, he also knows nothing about this area of ​​knowledge.

After pondering for a while, Ziwei used the breath-condensing technique, and Chen Ping followed him furtively.

Ye Mofan carefully walked around the mine, checking the surroundings every few hundred steps.

When other miners passed by, he pretended to be serious about mining.

Even though Chen Ping was very good at hiding his magical powers, he almost discovered them a few times.

The higher Ye Mofan's vigilance becomes, the more Chen Ping feels the need to follow him to find out.

"Well, this is it."

At the intersection of a winding road, Ye Mofan stopped.

I saw him lying down gently, with the left side of his face touching the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the originally normal ears magically expanded until they were twice the size before.

After a lengthy silence, Ye Mofan breathed out a sigh of relief.

His "Ear and Listen to All Directions Art" has a single effect and has no offensive, defensive or suppressive power.

But practicing this technique can make your hearing become extra sensitive.

When you practice to the highest depths, low and indistinguishable sounds such as a grain of sand falling, a black ant crawling, etc. can be clearly transmitted to your ears.

Although Ye Mofan has not mastered the art of listening to all directions to this level, it is still easy to identify the location within a five-mile radius.

After realizing that no one was following him, Ye Mofan put his palms together, moved his lips and teeth slightly, and recited a mantra silently.

Then, a trace of khaki spiritual power wrapped around the soles of his feet, spiraling up and soon enveloping his entire body.

With a "whoosh" sound, it sank into the ground and disappeared.

Chen Ping hung on the stalactite pillar at the top of the cave, watching this scene helplessly, but remained indifferent.

His consciousness can travel more than two hundred feet across unobstructed terrain.

The underground of this mine is filled with ordinary soil and gravel, and the constraints on the spiritual consciousness are not very strong.

Even if Ye Mofan uses the "Earth Escape Technique" to sneak into the ground, he can still lock it firmly.

In a pit hundreds of feet above the ground.

The space here is small and can only accommodate two or three people.

What's strange is that the walls of this pit are actually covered with grains of ice-blue fine sand.

"Escape and hide, the sacred sand is your room."

Ye Mofan just entered it and when he saw the scene in front of him, he murmured with joy.

Half squatting and half kneeling, he sat in the center of the pit, stretched out his fingers and stood on the ground, and first made a few gestures to the right.

Then, he walked down a few feet.

"Nine to the east and nine to the south, smoke rises from the sea."

Ye Mofan recited silently with his ears red and face red, his arms trembling violently, and suddenly he lowered his claws and aimed at the ground and scratched hard!

Dry soil without water is as solid as rock.

But under the impact of his spiritual power, it seemed like paper, and it penetrated easily.

Just as it reached the elbow, a bone-chilling feeling ran down the arm from the palm of the hand.

Ye Mofan was ecstatic in his heart. He took advantage of the situation and took out the thing that exuded boundless air-conditioning.

"Hey, it's actually ice smoke stone!"

Consciousness is like eyes, Chen Ping could see this thing clearly faster than Ye Mofan.

This is a piece of dark blue jade that is only half the size of a palm, so clean that there is no trace of impurities.

The texture of jade is strange, just like the ripples formed when the waves crash.

A trace of icy cold breath winds up, lingering and rising.

Even Chen Pingping was slightly moved by this object.

Because this is a fourth-level ore, one of the best auxiliary materials for refining ice attribute psychic tools.

No wonder Ye Mofan is so cautious.

Just such a small piece, in the Tianyan Continent in his previous life, could yield 100,000 low-grade spiritual stones.

Ye Mofan carefully put the ice smoke stone into the storage bag, then used the earth escape technique to break through the rock wall on the other side and got out of the hole.

"God's eyes have opened, and the family finally has hope!"

Although Ye Mofan tried his best to control his emotions, he was still beaming with joy and couldn't help but excitedly said: "This is my chance to gain enlightenment, Ye Mofan!"

"Tsk tsk!"

At this time, a voice full of ridicule came into Ye Mofan's ears.

Then, the voice became louder and angry again: "I'm sorry, now is my chance to attain enlightenment!"

"who is it!"

Ye Mofan changed his appearance and said warily.

When a slightly handsome monk appeared, he was even more frightened and said in a panic: "Lu...Brother Lu, it's you."

"Friend Daoist Ye, long time no see!"

Chen Ping smiled kindly at him and said.

Ye Mofan's heart was pounding, and he pointed in the opposite direction and said: "Brother Lu, we haven't collected the share of the copper crystal mine for the next month, so I'm leaving now."

"You can go, Bingyanshi stays!"

Chen Ping suddenly changed his face and sneered.

"He...how did he know about Bingyanshi? Impossible, absolutely impossible..."

Ye Mofan hesitated and said, "I don't quite understand what Brother Lu is talking about."

Chen Ping didn't want to be ink with him, and a huge spiritual consciousness directly imprisoned Ye Mofan. His eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he said coldly: "Hand over the ice smoke stone, or you will die!"

"Pfft!"

Ye Mofan felt a slight sweetness in his throat, and spat out a mouthful of blood on the ground. He said in horror: "The pressure of a Foundation Establishment monk, you are a Foundation Establishment monk!"

"Fellow Daoist Ye still wants to escape?"

Seeing that there was spiritual power running in his Dantian, Chen Ping immediately understood. He flashed, grabbed his throat like lightning, and said in a cold voice: "Do you really want to die?"

"Ahem...Brother Lu, please spare your life, I will give it to you..."

Ye Mofan no longer dared to resist and said with fear.

Although the treasure was good, he made a wise choice under the threat of death at any time.

With difficulty, he slapped the storage bag, and the ice smoke stone fell out.

Letting go of Ye Mofan, Chen Ping made a light move, and the stone flew into his hand.
Chapter completed!