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Chapter thirteen: both kindness and power

The jolts caused by chasing the [Gold-eating Rat] all the way here almost left a psychological shadow on Zhou Yang, so when he returned, at his repeated request, old man Zhou Quan could only slow down and accompany him back slowly.

It took almost two days to return to Qingpingshan Oasis.

At this time, the Qingping Mountain Oasis was already in chaos, because the [Gold-eating Rat] went on a killing spree and killed twenty or thirty miners. Zhou Yang, the resident monk, disappeared again, and Zhou Bao, who was not officially appointed by any family,

The temporary replacement could not calm down the situation or appease the frightened surviving miners.

He was so honest and dull that in the end he could only stay on Qingping Mountain, watching the miners wreak havoc in the camp and venting the fear and anger in his heart. He had no choice but to do anything.

When Zhou Yang and Zhou Quan came back and saw this situation, they were so angry and funny that they were speechless for a while.

There was no other way, so Zhou Yang had no choice but to come forward personally to clean up the mess.

While Zhou Yang was cleaning up the mess, old man Zhou Quan was so angry that he rushed into Qingping Mountain and slapped Zhou Bao, who was coming towards him with a face full of joy.

"What a waste. After all, you are also a fourth-level Qi practitioner. Some mere mortals just let you hide in the formation and stare. What is the use of the magic weapon in your hand? The spells you practice are all used

Do you want to do some kid tricks?"

The old man looked at his aggrieved grandson with a look of hatred on his face. The spittle in his mouth sprayed all over Zhou Bao's face. He was so angry.

However, Zhou Bao, an honest and dull guy, was still stubborn. When he heard the old man's complaint, he defended with a grievance on his face: "Grandpa, you wrongly blamed me. The family has regulations that strictly prohibit monks from harming mortals in the family. We can't do those people."

If they don’t listen to me, I’ll kill them, right?”

When the old man heard what he said, his anger boiled up. He couldn't help but slapped the other side of his grandson's face again, and cursed angrily: "Kill, kill, you...

Do you dare to kill people if you are timid? Open your eyes wide and see how Xiaojiu solves the problem. Apart from your age, what else can you, the second brother, do to keep up with others?"

I am not as good as my ninth brother!

Zhou Bao thought with great grievance, but he did not dare to talk back anymore. He obediently used his "Sky Eye Technique" to look at the miners' camp outside the mountain to see how Zhou Yang would deal with the miners.

Zhou Yang's method of dealing with the miners was very simple. He directly used the "Red Flame Sword" and turned it into a sword light to drive the miners to an open place, and then threw the body of the [Gold-Eating Rat] in front of the miners.

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"Did you see it? This is the man-eating monster, and now it is dead!"

"I know you are afraid and afraid of being eaten by monsters, but fear is not the reason for you to wantonly destroy family property!"

"Now I will give you a chance. Pack up the camp immediately and wait honestly for the family's follow-up arrangements for you. Otherwise, I will truthfully report to the family what you have done in the past two days and suggest that the family deprive you of your surname.

You and your wives, children, and children will all be expelled from the family!"

A first-level spell called "Voice-Free Technique" that has the effect of concentrating and awakening the mind allowed Zhou Yang's cold voice to be clearly transmitted to the ears of every miner and directly to the depths of their minds.

Under the effect of the "Voiceless Art", the miners' minds were clearer than ever before. The family rules they had memorized since childhood quickly emerged in their sober minds. Then they all broke out in cold sweat, with faces full of fear and fear.

He looked at the young immortal master standing next to the corpse of the monster.

Although the Zhou family's rules strictly prohibit family monks from killing family mortals, they do not allow mortals in the family to destroy the family's spiritual resources. Once a mortal violates this rule, he or she will be killed, or his or her surname will be deprived of his or her family name, and the whole family will be exiled.

Deprived of their surname, they are no longer members of the Zhou family and are not protected by the monks of the Zhou family. Killing them with a sword would not be considered a violation of the family rules.

And if the whole family is exiled, without enough food and water in the vast sea of ​​sand, the whole family will die within three days!

"Spare your life, Master Immortal, please spare your life!"

"We were wrong. We know we were wrong. Master Immortal, please be merciful and spare us this time. We will never dare to do it again!"

"I am unjustly accused, Master Immortal. I have been in the barracks for the past two days and did not participate in the destruction of the camp at all. Master Immortal, you have a sharp eye. I am really unjustly accused!"

In an instant, all the miners who wanted to understand the consequences of the incident had their knees weak, and they all knelt down on the ground and kowtowed desperately to beg for mercy. There was no trace of the madness of the desperadoes before.

On Qingping Mountain, Zhou Bao stared at this scene with his eyes wide open and was dumbfounded.

Seeing this, the old man Zhou Quan took the opportunity to educate his grandson and said, "Did you see it? Now do you know how stupid what you said before is? You have to fight and kill a bunch of mere mortals. What's the difference between that and sand bandits?"

Why do you think the family doesn't teach other spells, but requires you to learn those first-level spells from an early age that don't seem to be of any help to your fighting skills?"

Zhou Bao was speechless. Although he was stubborn, he was not a real fool. The facts were right in front of him and there was no room for him to deny or defend.

"Study hard. You are already a grown man. You need to use more brains when doing things in the future. If you encounter something difficult to decide again, remember to ask Xiaojiu for advice and listen to his opinions before making a decision!"

After all, it was his own grandson, and the old man could not bear to beat or scold him anymore. He could only sigh and persuade him, hoping to make him change.

At this time, Zhou Yang waited until all the miners were bruised and their heads were covered with blood before he agreed to forgive them for their mistakes. Then he waved these people away and asked them to clean up the messy oasis camp, while he cleaned up the mess.

He picked up the corpse of the [Gold-Eating Rat] on the ground and returned to Qingping Mountain.

"It's a good combination of kindness and power. First use the clan rules to threaten and frighten people, and then use kindness to calm their hearts. Xiaojiu, you understand this truth at a young age. In the future, when the family is in your hands, I believe you will do better than us elders."

Guys are better!"

In front of his own grandson, old man Zhou Quan also bluntly stated that he was optimistic about Zhou Yang as the next clan leader. When Zhou Bao heard this, he was not jealous at all.

The position of family patriarch is reserved for those who are capable. Although Zhou Bao is a bit naive, he still has some self-awareness. There are 15 people in the Zhou family who are born in the "Yuan" generation. If Zhou Bao's talent is not at the bottom, it is among the bottom.

Whoever's turn it is to be the leader of the clan will not be his.

"Third Grandpa, although these mortal miners have been temporarily appeased, there is no hope of them mining again in a short time. Therefore, I have to ask you to report the situation to the old patriarch after you return to the family.

Please ask the family to recruit a new group of miners to replace them."

Zhou Yang glanced at Zhou Bao, who was silent and blushing next to him. He was smart enough not to ask anything, and directly told old man Zhou Quan his request.

"Don't worry, I will definitely help you get this done when I get back."

The old man nodded slightly and easily agreed to Zhou Yang's request.

After resting for another day in Qingping Mountain, Zhou Quan and Zhou Bao, the biological grandfather and grandson, rode back to their families on the Shatuo Beast as Zhou Yang watched them off.

After seeing off old man Zhou Quan and his grandson, Zhou Yang finally had some free time to deal with the harvest of this trip.

He first skinned and deboned the body of the [Gold-Eating Rat], and processed and preserved all the rat skin, rat teeth, rat claws, rat bones, and rat eyes that can be used to refine weapons. The rat meat was paired with [Golden Pearl Rice].

Make spiritual meals to improve your food.

Then he set up a red copper cauldron that he made himself, threw the grape-sized pieces of mouse droppings into the cauldron, added spring water, added charcoal, and slowly cooked it.

After boiling thousands of grains of rat feces in this way, Zhou Yang obtained dozens of kilograms of metal sand grains.

These dozens of kilograms of metal sand are not yet the special spiritual gold that Zhou Yang wants, and further extraction is needed. However, the next extraction will test the skill of the refiner.

In order to extract the special spiritual gold from these metal sand grains, Zhou Yang replaced the first-order high-grade magic weapon cauldron he used for refining, and took out dozens of palm-sized pieces of fiery red charcoal and stuffed them under the cauldron.

, use magic to ignite it.

This kind of fiery red charcoal is made from a kind of spiritual wood called [Yangyang Wood]. Ten pieces of palm-sized charcoal are worth one low-grade spiritual stone, which is extremely precious.

[Yangyang Wood] is a second-order spiritual wood that only grows near active volcanoes and underground fire magma. The flame produced after it is ignited is white in color, comparable to the real fire mastered by monks in the foundation building period.

Usually when alchemists or weapon refiners in the Qi training stage are quenching some materials that require higher temperature, if there is no earth fire available, they will burn charcoal made from [Yangyang Wood] to increase the flame temperature.

These [Yang Yang Wood] in Zhou Yang's hands are from the last time he asked his clan brother Zhou Qi to return to the family with the first-level magic weapon he refined. The old clan leader Zhou Minghan wanted him to reach the second-level weapon refiner as soon as possible.

He specially took it out from the family warehouse and asked old man Zhou Quan to bring it to him.

At this time, as dozens of pieces of [Yangyang Wood] were ignited together, a scorching incandescent flame suddenly rose under the cauldron. The temperature of this incandescent flame was extremely high, even for a monk like Zhou Yang who possessed magical power.

After sitting next to the stove for a long time, I was still sweating profusely and my back was dripping with sweat.

But at this time, Zhou Yang had no time to do such trivial things as wiping sweat. He released his spiritual consciousness and threw it into the cauldron. He could clearly see that the metal sand grains inside were slowly melting. His job was to

Continuously use the refining technique to remove the impurities in the metal solution, leaving only the special spiritual gold you need.

This kind of work extremely tests the weapon refiner's vision and ability to control timing, and also consumes his spiritual consciousness and mana. With Zhou Yang's sixth level of Qi training, he only lasted for less than half an hour before he felt dizzy and his body

I was so tired that I had to put out the fire and stop the extraction.

After spending several days in this way, and after several extractions, Zhou Yang finally extracted the special spiritual gold from all the metal sand grains, and finally harvested a palm-sized piece of dark golden spiritual gold.

This palm-sized piece of dark golden spiritual gold is about the same weight as fine iron, but its hardness is higher than the second-order spiritual gold and black iron. In terms of grade, it is at least a third-order spiritual object.

This was the first time Zhou Yang had obtained a spiritual object of this level, and it was made by his own hand. For a while, he couldn't put it down and took it in his hands to play with, his face full of joy.


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