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Chapter 132 Non-smoke, non-smog, if you ask about career, it is a dream

Before leaving Daming Mountain, Jiang Yao went outside the city to see the spiritual mines mined by the "Daming Mining Bureau".

In the mine, tens of thousands of casual cultivators have been recruited and they are very busy. Formation furnaces for refining spiritual jade have also been set up.

Although the miners are all martial arts practitioners with magical powers, the mine is too deep and it will take some time to mine the spiritual ore.

"I've seen the great strategist!" When the miners saw the great strategist with a strange bearing and a snake staff, they all stopped their tools and saluted Jiang Yao.

Today, Military Advisor Ouyang already has a high status in the hearts of the soldiers and civilians in Daming Mountain.

"No gift." Jiang Yao came to the side of the mine with a snake staff and saw that a huge shaft with a diameter of half a mile and a depth of three miles had been drilled.

Boom boom!

Many people wield earth digging tools underground, fill storage bags with soil, fly them out, dump them, and fly down again.

At a construction site with tens of thousands of people, miners were flying in and out. A hill suddenly appeared next to the mine, and soil was being added continuously.

It looks spectacular.

Only martial arts miners can dig out such a large mine, and there is absolutely nothing a mortal can do.

Jiang Yao squatted down, grabbed a handful of soil, and twisted it with his right hand, feeling very at ease.

This is Daming Mountain’s own spiritual mine.

The Grand Military Advisor put the soil to his nose and smelled it, then raised his head to look at the warm sun in the sky, and said to the casual cultivators and miners around him with an unpredictable expression: "Do you know what kind of soil this is?"

He likes the smell of earth. From ancient times to the present, no one in China, from emperors to common people, dislikes the smell of earth.

Because the soil is... Sheji.

The miners didn't know what the Grand Strategist meant, nor did they know why a handful of ordinary and useless soil attracted the Grand Strategist's attention.

"Young men are stupid, please ask the military advisor to teach you." A group of miners around them quickly expressed their stance. No one dared to turn a deaf ear to the military advisor's question.

Jiang Yao squinted her eyes against the golden sunshine, slowly let go of her hand, and let the soil fall from her hands facing the sunlight, "This is the land of Sheji, my Sheji of the Ming Dynasty."

The land of Sheji, Ming Sheji? What does Sheji mean?

The miners felt that the Grand Strategist's words were very strange. They didn't quite understand them, but they knew they had a profound meaning.

They feel that the Great Military Advisor is mysterious and at the same time very friendly, which is also a strange feeling.

Without a great military advisor, how could Daming Mountain have its first spiritual mine? With so many casual cultivators, how could they earn three pieces of spiritual jade per day? How could there be resources for cultivation?

They all heard that people from the Daming Mining Bureau had discovered real stone mines in the mountains and forests thousands of miles away based on the exploration drilling rig created by the military division. The scale was quite large.

Real stone is the most important material for building caves and cities. It can block spiritual consciousness and is the basis of formations.

If Daming Mountain has its own real stone mine, they can afford to live in cheap cave houses.

The great military advisor did not break his promise. He said that everyone should have a house and every family should have a cave.

Ever since Daming Mountain had a great military division, things started to turn around.

Jiang Yao stood up and looked at the casual cultivator miners who looked either respectful or selfless and busy. In a trance, he seemed to see the simple workers on the earth.

In essence, is there any difference between them and workers on earth?

No.

They are not born to like to get involved, fight, and fight. Most of them just want to cultivate resources and maintain the dignity and inheritance of martial arts.

They are aloof in front of mortals, but in the world of martial arts, they are just miserable common people.

Jiang Yao saw a little girl, only thirteen or fourteen years old, flying out of the mine with difficulty and dumping a basket of soil weighing a thousand kilograms outside the mine.

Then, she sat cross-legged on the ground and adjusted her breathing. Her little face was covered with sweat, and her dirty and worn-out clothes didn't even bother to wash them with water.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes and saw a slender hand appearing in front of her, holding a pill bottle.

It is the most common and commonly used first-level Yuan-Building Pill among warriors to replenish their true energy. But even the most commonly used first-level Yuan-Building Pill is not something she can afford easily.

The little girl quickly knelt down on the ground and said in a trembling voice: "Junior Ning Yujian, please pay homage to the military advisor. This junior is not...not lazy."

When it comes to the last sentence, the sound is like the buzzing of mosquitoes.

"No courtesy. You don't need to be afraid of me." Jiang Yao sat down and threw the elixir bottle to her, "You are less than fourteen years old, why did you come to work as a miner?"

This little girl named Ning Yujian is only an early warrior. She came to work as a miner at such a young age. Obviously her family background is quite special.

"Junior, thank you, Grand Military Advisor, for your reward. Thank you, Grand Military Advisor, for your reward!"

Ning Yujian relaxed when she saw that the military advisor had a kind demeanor and his aura had subdued. After she thanked her, she respectfully replied:

"Back to the Grand Military Advisor, my father was beheaded by the Jin soldiers, and my mother was paralyzed in bed due to the Nirvana of the Purple Mansion. There was also an older brother who also passed away from the Purple Mansion not long ago. The family had no money for medical treatment, so the younger man had to work as a miner."

Both mother and son suffered nirvana?

Jiang Yao feels a little strange.

There are many martial arts practitioners who go astray while practicing martial arts, but it is extremely rare to encounter Nirvana. Both mother and son have experienced Nirvana one after another, so there must be something wrong with this.

Martial arts cultivators suffer from many injuries and illnesses due to cultivation problems, but Nirvana is a "disease of wealth". Ordinary martial arts cultivators have no chance of Nirvana.

Those who encounter nirvana are mainly people with extremely high qualifications or who practice advanced mental methods.

Jiang Yao was a pharmacist by nature, so he immediately became interested.

"What are your qualifications?" Jiang Yao asked Ning Yujian.

Ning Yujian looked extremely lonely, which was very inappropriate for her age. "Reporting to the military advisor, this junior is the top."

Real world qualifications, except for the innate Dao base and the perfect Dao base that are not included in the qualification level because they are too special, are divided into Dao embryos, A-level, A-level, B-level...a total of nine levels.

If you are below B, you are considered to have excellent qualifications, and if you are above B, you are considered a genius.

And Kashang is definitely a great genius. At her age, her cultivation level should be at least that of a samurai.

And she was only in the early stage of warrior, three levels behind.

Jiang Yao immediately became interested in talents. This is a good seedling. I wonder what her brother is like.

"Let's go, take me to see the symptoms of your brother and your mother." Jiang Yao stood up. He felt that it was too abnormal for both mother and son to undergo nirvana.

Nirvana is not a hereditary disease. It is a rare thing that happens to both mother and son. How can it be possible that there is no problem? Go get it checked, maybe you can find something.

"Yes." Ning Yujian immediately showed a look of surprise. The military advisor is a great pharmacist. Can he cure his mother and brother's Nirvana disease?

"Junior, thank you, Military Master, for your kindness..." Ning Yujian's voice trembled.



Ning Yujian's home is located in a mountain valley five hundred miles south of the city. It is completely isolated from others.

The little girl's explanation had no taboos and seemed to contain a lot of grievances.

"...Ever since the junior mother passed away and became paralyzed, because she lived in a human hut without a cave to hide her spiritual consciousness, there were always unscrupulous male cultivators visiting her with her spiritual consciousness. Even when we, mother and daughter, slept, we could only wear real clothes, and even took off our clothes to bathe.

Don’t dare.”

"Later, we had to move here to stay away from the crowd."

Jiang Yao also felt sad for the family after listening to Ning Yujian's words.

Jiang Zhongda is a kind man.

Soon, the two of them arrived outside the simple courtyard. This was exactly a small courtyard where mortals lived. It was built with ordinary bricks, wood and thatch, and had no function of shielding spiritual consciousness or protecting against attacks.

Martial arts cultivators don't have caves, just like mortals don't have houses.

Jiang Yao looked at the farmyard in front of her and couldn't help but think of the place where she lived with her fake family.

A long time ago, no martial artist could afford to live in a cave because the building materials of the cave were cheap. However, after the signing of the "Three Tribes Peace Agreement", a large amount of real materials had to be paid to the demon and demon tribes every year. Among the tribute resources, the building materials of the cave were very important.

One category.

Over tens of thousands of years, a massive outflow of building materials from the caves in Shenzhou resulted in the local stock becoming less and less and the foreign stock increasing.

The result is that all demon monks can afford to live in cheap and spacious caves, but the price of human monks' caves remains high, rising again and again, becoming more and more expensive.

As a result, 30% of the casual cultivators in Shenzhou cannot afford to live in caves and can only live in ordinary houses or caves. Even among the casual cultivators who have caves, many of them have a large family crowded into a small cave.

The high cost of building the cave, the expensive inn charges, and the poor public security environment have also resulted in the majority of casual cultivators being afraid to travel far. They do not have the conditions to travel far and gain experience, and are constrained to stay in their own county.

This happens to be what the martial arts clan likes to see. They use martial arts taxes, identity cards, caves and other means to control the martial arts cultivators within their jurisdiction within their own clan and reduce their movement.

"Ahem..." Two weak and clear coughs interrupted Jiang Yao's thoughts. The voice was pleasant and seemed to have an indescribable charm.

"Master Military Advisor, please come in. This humble abode is here, but Master Military Advisor is here. I am really ashamed of myself. I hope you will forgive me."

Although Ning Yujian is still young, the children of poor people have long been in charge. She is obviously a well-behaved and sensible child.

"It's okay." Jiang Yao nodded indifferently, stepped into the courtyard and entered the master bedroom in the middle.

"Mother, the military advisor is here to treat mother and brother." Ning Yujian's voice was full of indescribable joy.

On the couch, a woman was lying on her side, her dark hair spread like dark clouds on the white pillow.

When the woman heard her daughter's voice, she shuddered and turned sideways with difficulty to reveal her face.

Even though Jiang Yao has a strong heart, he couldn't help but feel slightly startled when he saw this face.

This woman is truly breathtakingly beautiful.

Jiang Yao has seen many beauties in the real world. Counting from front to back, Wei Rong, Mei Mei, Jiang Cao, Shang Xuan, Jiang Xiucheng, Zhi Jin, Ancient Tomb Woman and others are all stunning.

Especially the woman from the ancient tomb is breathtakingly beautiful, unlike a mortal.

But the woman on the sickbed in front of her, even though she was seriously ill, was not inferior to the woman from the ancient tomb, and was even three points better than Shang Xuan.

It's just that the beauty of the woman in the ancient tomb is ethereal and lofty, like the goddess Xuannv, aloof, almost as beautiful as the Taoist.

But the woman in front of her was as beautiful as Xizi's heart. She was graceful to the extreme, tender to the extreme, and so beautiful that it was almost sad.

Jiang Yao finally understood what a woman so beautiful that it was almost sad looked like.

It cannot be described with words and ink, as if a sad and melancholy ancient painting is slowly unfolding. When the beauty in the painting moves her autumn eyes, it is neither smoke nor fog. If you ask about life, it is just a dream.



PS: I feel so uncomfortable that I want to cry. I only got dozens of monthly tickets yesterday. Damn it, I’m heartless~


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