At the bottom of the sieve sand cave, a huge underground magma river flows from east to west.
On the way from the passage, there are a large number of discarded artifacts piled on the shore.
Some bastards used bucket carts to hold artifacts and poured them into the magma from several different locations. On both sides of the magma river, there were many bastards holding long colanders.
Get a kind of golden sand from the top.
This kind of sand can be large or small, and the bottom of the colander has a mesh that can only allow the magma to flow out. The gangster puts the colander into the magma, takes out a spoonful, and waits for a while until the magma inside flows out, then removes the sand inside.
Installed in the truck at the back.
Then the gangsters pushed the cart to a deeper pit in front, and poured everything into it.
There are nearly a hundred miscellaneous people in this sifting cave, including quite a few women.
Because it was too hot in the cave, the female disciples only wore bellybands and other relatively revealing clothing, exposing their delicate skin to the air, but they didn't feel ashamed.
Feng Jueyu observed the eyes of these people. Basically, they were all lifeless. They seemed to be used to this environment.
This time, Feng Jueyu finally understood.
The man sent himself here just to sift sand.
And that kind of sand seems to be some kind of substance with source energy produced after magma melts abandoned artifacts, like a sacred stone.
But there is not enough source of divine stone, so I don’t know what it is used for.
In short, the sand floating on the magma river is scooped up with a colander, and then transported to the huge pit in front with a bucket truck.
"Do you understand?"
The man took him and stood on the shore to observe for a while and asked.
Feng Jueyu was so angry that his nose became crooked.
After having a few quarrels with Yan Zhen, he was sent to a hellish place like this to sift sand. Is there any humanity left in him?
Feng Jueyu said nothing.
The man ignored him, took a huge colander about three meters long from his side, poked it on the ground and said, "Take it, go sift sand in the middle of the river."
"The first job for a miscellaneous disciple who first enters the Abandoned Spirit Secret Realm is to sift sand, and you are new here. Your location is in the middle of the river. Find a place by yourself and sift sand for a thousand years. I will assign you other tasks.
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"A thousand years? Still in the middle of the river?"
Feng Jueyu was confused. What's the rule for riding a horse? The magma was obviously a magical fire. If he stood in the middle of the river, wouldn't he be roasted alive?
"What? You're still unwilling? It's not your job to choose. Just go ahead and do the work."
The man dropped a few words and said to a strong man on the shore: "Cheng Ju, I'll leave him to you. Teach him the rules."
"Yes, senior brother."
After the man finished speaking, he turned around and left.
The strong man turned around. His muscles were as if they were made of copper and iron. His eyes were lifeless just now. When the senior brother in charge left, he showed a bit of self-righteousness and walked towards Feng Jueyu.
come over.
"Which secret realm are you a disciple of, and what is your name?"
The steward brother asked Cheng Ju to teach him the rules, and Feng Jueyu instinctively realized that Cheng Ju should be the supervisor of the sand screening tunnel.
"Disciple Feng Jueyu comes from the Mysterious Realm of Ming Ling?"
"What did you do to get in here?"
Feng Jueyu: "I contradict senior brother with my words."
On the bank of the magma river, a few miscellaneous people were fishing for gold sand with artifact colanders. They were all panning for sand in a dignified manner. Although they heard the conversation between Feng Jueyu and Cheng Ju, no one watched the fun.
Cheng Ju narrowed his eyes, and without any warning, he suddenly raised his hand and slapped Feng Jueyu on the back of the head in an insulting manner.
"Snapped!"
"Damn it, the Tiangang Sect's rules are so strict, how dare you speak out against my senior brother, you are very courageous."
Feng Jueyu was stunned for this sudden action. He roughly attacked the back of his head without his consent. This was a highly insulting behavior. Is this guy looking for death?
Feng Jueyu narrowed his eyes because of Cheng Ju's rude behavior, but after Cheng Ju noticed Feng Jueyu's displeasure, instead of feeling guilty or apologetic, Cheng Ju curled his lips crazily.
"Why are you looking at me like this? How dare you be upset when I teach you a lesson? Why do you want to fight with me?"
Cheng Ju grinned and sneered. After speaking, he pulled Feng Jueyu's head with his hand and said with disdain: "A man who turned around once and for all is still staring at me, why don't you even ask what's going on in this sieving sand cave?"
Those miscellaneous disciples here, who am I?"
Cheng Ju put his hands on his hips and laughed.
The miscellaneous people on both sides of the magma river stopped what they were doing and looked over, all with gloating expressions.
At this time, Cheng Ju took advantage of Feng Jueyu's unpreparedness and grabbed his hair with one hand. With the other hand, he pointed at everyone in the sand sifting hole very arrogantly and said: "Ask them, I, Cheng Ju, am sifting sand."
What is the status of the hole?”
A divine man with only the second rank of cultivation did not hesitate to pursue him: "Senior Brother Cheng is the Cave Master of Sieving Sand Cave. If Brother Supervisor and the Realm Master are not around, he is the only elder here."
The other miscellaneous disciples nodded.
Usually miscellaneous disciples are transformed from the lowest status disciples, and few are extremely powerful.
Because in Tiangang Sect, those who are slightly stronger are either asked to leave by the major secret realms, or sent to dangerous places to kill the enemy in blood.
Unless you have committed a serious crime that is outrageous and resentful, you will never be sent to the Abandoned Spirit Secret Realm to work as a coolie.
Those who can come here are basically first-, second-, and third-level gods. Only those who are fourth-level have committed serious crimes or are punishers who deliberately make things difficult for others, so they are able to come here to wash their hands.
Obviously, Cheng Ju is one of them.
This guy is the god with the highest level of cultivation in the entire Sieving Sand Cave. His strength has reached level four. He has only been here for three thousand years, but he has undoubtedly become the boss here easily.
When the supervisor was here, he was honest and did his duty, but once the supervisor left, he became the local bully here.
Another thing Feng Jueyu didn't know was that unless there was something particularly important, the supervisors and realm owners would never come to inspect the Sand Sand Cave.
Because this place is the most painful place in the entire Abandoned Spirit Secret Realm.
The miscellaneous disciples who were assigned here had to endure the heat and go to the magma river to pan for gold sand. Generally, it was the people who had just been assigned here who suffered the most hardships.
In this way, Sieving Sand Cave becomes a little paradise for the strongest person.
Regardless of Cheng Ju's attire, he looks similar to the others, but in fact this guy doesn't have to work at all in the sand sifting hole.
As long as the supervisor brother doesn't come, he can find a place to practice on his own, and exploit other disciples by the way.
The miscellaneous disciples in the cave dare not speak out, so they have no choice but to suffer. Once someone resists, Cheng Ju will use his strength to tell the other person who is the overlord here.
After the bastard finished speaking, Cheng Ju laughed loudly, grabbed Feng Jueyu's hair with one hand and said: "You new guy, know some rules. If you have any sacred stones on you, give me one hundred thousand yuan. I'll keep you in the Sieving Sand Cave."
It's so comfortable and no one dares to mess with it."
As soon as these words came out, the other miscreants sighed and shook their heads, thinking that another person had been taken advantage of.
This kid is destined to be exploited by Cheng Ju.
However, Feng Jueyu is not a master who allows others to bully him. If the other party is far stronger than himself, then that's fine.
But this guy obviously only has the peak cultivation level of rank four, and has not reached rank five yet. With this little skill, he still wants to bully himself?
Feng Jueyu was furious and blocked Cheng Ju's hand without hesitation, shouting: "Show me some respect."
"Snapped!"
A strong force blocked Cheng Ju's hand, and Cheng Ju was slightly startled.
At the same time, the miscellaneous disciples in the cave were also surprised. This guy only had one level of cultivation, and he still dared to challenge Cheng Ju. Are you tired of living?
Cheng Ju was also stunned for a moment, and raised his eyebrows in public: "Oh, you idiot, you still dare to fight back?"
Cheng Ju was about to take action, but Feng Jueyu pointed at Cheng Ju like lightning and said: "Idiot, if you dare to touch me again, be careful I will throw you into the lava."
Cheng Ju thought he heard wrongly and his eyes widened.
The other miscreants all showed bewildered expressions, wondering if this guy was out of his mind. How dare he threaten Cheng Ju?
It seems that there are really people in this world who are not afraid of death.
Cheng Ju is the well-deserved boss of Sieving Sand Cave, but he dares to challenge him in person.
It's interesting. It seems that there will be a good show today.
The disciples thought about it, stopped working one after another, and looked over here one after another.
After being scolded by Feng Jueyu, Cheng Ju rubbed his round bald head out of habit.
Seeing his action, the gangsters in the cave instinctively took a few steps back, because everyone who knew him knew that this was a sign that Cheng Ju was about to get angry.
"This new guy is so brave. He dares to challenge Cheng Ju in person."
"This behavior is simply seeking death. Can't he see that Cheng Ju's cultivation level is much higher than his?"
"That's how newcomers are, they never know where they are. Well, he's dead."
"..."
As scornful comments resounded from time to time in the cave, Cheng Ju, who was walking on the edge of anger, finally broke out predictably.
"You idiot, you are still challenging me in the sand sifting hole. It seems that I need to teach you how to behave."
As Cheng Ju spoke, his right hand suddenly reached out, and a dazzling golden aura surged out of his body.
This golden aura adhered to his body surface, as if a thick layer of golden armor had been added, and when the claws were released, they also brought out a golden claw light.
Under the claw light, there are dozens of tiny gold stars lingering.
This is the power of Taoism.
What Cheng Ju performed was a divine art of preaching, and its power was evident.
From Cheng Ju's point of view, such a small ant with only one realm cannot withstand a claw at all. He does not need to kill him. As long as he shows his strength a little, the other party will immediately kneel down and beg for mercy.
However, his fantasy did not come true.
"You only preach thirty-eight kinds of Taoism and magic, and you still want to be the king and hegemon here. You really have never seen the world."
Seeing the claw light coming towards him, Feng Jueyu pointed a finger, and a blazing white sword energy spurted out, tearing Cheng Ju's claw light into pieces in just an instant.