This strange and terrifying scene directly scared the other two people.
He didn't care about his elder brother's death, so he quickly wanted to draw his sword and retreat, but the black-haired young man finally took action this time. He raised his head, and a golden light flashed in his eyes. The next second, the other two of the three poisonous scorpions brothers burned golden flames in their seven orifices.
A faint scream was heard, and the other two melted quickly, and two pools of liquid were added to the ground.
The bald man was frightened silly.
He retreated, turned his head and ran away desperately.
The black-haired young man stood there, his eyes pounding with golden fire.
There was also a hint of fear in Yao Qing's eyes.
The three poisonous scorpion brothers died so bizarrely. This silent way of killing people's lives was a little scared even if he was the companion of the black-haired young man.
Moreover, aren’t the people who go to the mine all their cultivation levels imprisoned?
This golden flame is like a magical means no matter how hard it is.
Yao Qing suppressed the fear in his heart and stood up and said, "Long...Brother Long?"
The golden flame in the eyes of the black-haired young man was unstable, and his face was sometimes confused and sometimes awake. Yao Qing did not dare to disturb him when he saw this. After a cup of tea, the golden color in the eyes of the black-haired young man finally gradually disappeared.
His face seemed to be restored to its original state, but if you look closely, you will find that his eyes are even deeper.
"Long...Brother Long!" Yao Qing spoke carefully.
The black-haired young man turned his head, stared at Yao Qing for a while, and said word by word: "Yao...qing."
"Brother Long, you're awake." Yao Qing's eyes widened and his tone was excited.
The other party had spoken once before, and this time he actually called out his name.
The black-haired young man was silent for a moment and shook his head: "No...yes, I... remembered... a little, but... not much."
The young black-haired man spoke intermittently, as if he was extremely unfamiliar with language.
Yao Qing said: "Brother Long, are you amnesia?"
"Maybe……"
The black-haired young man's mind was filled with two huge figures, as if there were two powerful energy roaring and exploding. As a result, his memory and soul seemed to be torn apart by two extremely terrifying energy.
He tried desperately to recall, but those memories were always affected and destroyed by that energy.
Only occasionally, those memories flash by.
Let him recall something.
"Brother Long, you can definitely remember it. Look at you being more awake now." Yao Qing said with a compliment.
The young black-haired man has a slight jaw.
Although his memory is still unclear, his intelligence is recovering and he can think about some things.
The two walked out of the mine again.
After handing over the ore, they received another twenty days of rest.
"Brother Long, I feel that this may be too noticeable. The supervisor may have begun to doubt us." Although Yao Qing's cultivation is poor, his mind is still flexible. When he came up twice, the supervisor's attitude changed significantly, and this time he interrogated for a long time.
The black-haired young man said calmly: "It's okay."
Although his memory has not been completely restored, as the memory is pieced together little by little, his innate temperament seems to be revealed.
It seemed as if for him, trapped in this mine was just a trivial matter.
And more importantly, how to restore memory.
Just when Yao Qing and the others were resting.
In the main camp of the mine, in a huge stone house, a man in a supervisor uniform hurried into the door and reported to the hook-nosed man who was feasting there: "Mr. Cao."
"Fang Ping, isn't it the supervisor time now? What are you doing when you run to me?" Cao Zhao bit the braised thigh trouser in his mouth and snorted coldly.
Fang Ping hurriedly said, "Mr. Cao, I found something unusual. There are two people who go to the mine every time, and the task can be completed in about ten days."
"You care about so much, no matter whether it's digging or robbing, just hand over the ore. What's so strange about it?" Cao Zhao said indifferently.
"Sir, I'm not surprised if there are a few old faces, but these two are newcomers and only went to the mine last month."
"Newcomer? There is such a thing?" Cao Zhao exclaimed, slightly surprised.
Newcomers who are going to the mine for the first time, let alone in advance, are rare.
Frowning, Cao Zhao waved his hand: "Don't worry about these, you will continue to supervise the worker, a newcomer, and occasionally one or two abnormal numbers appear, it's normal, as long as you don't cause trouble for me."
"Yes, Lord Cao." Fang Ping stopped talking when he saw that Cao Zhao was not interested.
After all, this kind of thing is just a bit abnormal, but it is not a great thing.
After twenty days calmly, Yao Qing and Brother Long went down the cave again.
In the hole.
A figure flashed, and then a large piece of ink crystal was caught from the ore vein, like taking a pill.
When Yao Qing saw this scene, he was shocked from the beginning, and now he is no longer surprised.
After Brother Long recovered his consciousness, he no longer needed him to lead the way. He could find ore by himself. Moreover, the other party's eyes seemed to be able to see through. No matter how hidden ore was, he could easily find it and dig it out of the ore with bare hands.
The speed is terrifying.
In just two days, two large bags of storage bags were filled.
But Brother Long did not stop. He continued to dig while walking. He dug out a large number of mo crystal ores and piled up together.
"Enough, Brother Long, enough, we can't put down so much ore." Yao Qing said.
Brother Long didn't say much. He picked up a large amount of ink crystal ore, bounced his fingers, and a flame flew out, burning the ink crystal ore. Brother Long raised his hand to paint, and invisible array patterns flowed. Red lotus appeared out of thin air, circling around the ink crystal ore, like tentacles gently caressing them.
Slight red light shuttled through, and the impurities of the ink crystal ore were constantly removed.
Seeing this magical scene.
Yao Qing was not surprised, but was frightened: "Brother Long, what are you doing?"
"Refining." Brother Long didn't raise his head. Since he recovered some of his memory, he recognized this thing. He naturally knew how to refine it. Mo Jing is a commonly used treasure material in the cultivation world and has many functions.
However, few people in the cultivation world know that in addition to the commonly used functions, Mo Jing can also extract a more scarce magic material from it.
Mo Jue.
Mo Jue needs to be extracted from the ink crystal, but there are rare magic materials. To extract Mo Jue, the amount of ink crystals required is a massive amount, and even a vein of ink crystal ore may only be able to refine a piece of Mo Jue as big as a fist.
And if you want to refine Mo Jue, you must be a god-level weapon refining master.
Since there is such a huge reserve of moji crystals in front of you, you should be able to extract enough mojiu.
"Brother Long, no, do you know what the Mojing Mine means to the Mo family? If you dare to touch the Mojing Mine, it means that you have dug the Mo family's ancestral grave, and they will go crazy." Yao Qing screamed.