The beam above the head had become loose due to the man's movements, and was about to fall and collapse.
Once it is smashed down, even the last gap will be sealed.
He and Fuda probably didn't even get out alive.
"careful."
"Boom."
The dull sound was blocked by the black and red light shield, and the thousands of rubbles made it impossible to get close.
Hou Jingyan stared blankly at the man in black robe in front of them. In the shadow, he couldn't see clearly the appearance of the man in black robe. He could only see a pair of scarlet eyes that were shining with light.
The shining aura makes people unable to open their eyes.
Tu Shanjun held one in one hand, and a black-red light mask enveloped them in a circle.
When the light flashed, the whole person appeared outside the mine.
"Jing Yan, Fuda."
Hou Zhongying and the skinny middle-aged man rushed forward.
The monk in charge of the mine recognized Rong'er.
Most of the mineral veins around Yangcheng are Yangcheng's industries, and some are contracted and developed by families in the city.
This mining area happens to be directly under the jurisdiction of Yangcheng, so the steward recognized the maidservant of Young Master Dange.
Shaoyang Jiuzi is the direct disciple of Master Yuyan. To them, he is an extremely high-ranking figure.
Even though Rong'er is just Zi Shaoqing's maid, her power in Yangcheng is terrifying.
It's not like he, a small mining manager, can be offended.
"Miss Rong, you are not shirking responsibility. You know that nothing has happened in the mining area for so many years."
"We also often send people to survey the corridor. If there is any looseness, we will definitely reinforce it."
The manager was also afraid of offending Rong'er and losing his job.
Who knew that the families of these two brats knew the great monk of Foundation Establishment?
If they knew this, they would be given an easier job and would never be allowed to go to the mining area.
"I know, but since something like this happens, there will always be someone from above to investigate."
"Fortunately, he is okay."
Rong'er didn't say much. Although he was Zi Shaoqing's personal maid, he could not be so domineering as to interfere with other young masters' properties. There would be a dedicated person responsible for investigating this matter.
The investigation should be investigated, and the compensation should be compensated.
If Tushanjun feels dissatisfied, he will replace the heads of these mining areas.
There was no need to send them to the hospital for treatment, as their injuries were cured on the spot.
After all, it's not a big problem and it doesn't hurt my heart.
Fuda's father almost kowtowed to thank him.
This great foundation-building monk was known to the Hou family and had nothing to do with their family. He was able to bring Fuda out just for the sake of the Hou family's face.
Their family is also very poor and they can't come up with any gifts to thank them, so they have no choice but to resort to this.
Two great foundation-building monks appeared in succession, as well as Rong'er, a monk who practiced Qi Perfection. The monks in the mining area were curious but also excited and surprised.
They all asked what the reason was.
Seeing that there were more and more people, Tu Shanjun frowned slightly and did not stop any longer.
Return to Hou's house.
Neither Ding Xie nor Rong Er came in, but were waiting at the door.
"Senior, you and Senior Li seem to be really close." Rong'er started chatting insinuatingly.
"It's just a life-long friendship." Ding Xie said lightly.
He didn't know Rong'er's thoughts yet, but he just wanted to find out the origin of Tu Shanjun.
Zi Shaoqing probably already knows the origin of Ding Xie.
As a disciple of the Wanfa Sect and a member of a family affiliated with Yangcheng, the Ding family in Beiluoshan, Ding Xie's identity is not mysterious.
The family of four finally got together.
Tu Shanjun also happened to explain his purpose to Hou Jingyan.
Looking at Hou Jingyan in front of him, Tu Shanjun sighed in his heart: "Like!"
He and Hou Boxu seem to be carved from the same mold, which is sad.
When you embark on the path of spiritual practice, unless you have practiced Kung Fu or suffered some kind of erosion, your body and appearance will be dignified. Even if you are ugly in appearance, you will not be much more ugly.
Hou Boxu obviously belongs to the good-looking category.
"My father."
Hou Jingyan's eyes flashed with confusion. In his mind, his father's voice and appearance were pitiful, and he only had a superficial impression.
In fact, the second uncle is not bad, but Hou Jingyan only thinks that he is the second uncle and not that stalwart.
Tu Shanjun took out the talisman and magic sword and presented them to Hou Jingyan.
"I am an old friend of your father Hou Boxu, and I was entrusted by him to send back the talisman and magic sword."
"I hope you can inherit your father's legacy."
Hou Jingyan absentmindedly took over the holding talisman and the middle-grade magic sword from Tu Shanjun's hand.
This magical sword was originally given to Tu Shanjun by Hou Boxu as a reward.
But now he doesn't need it anymore, so he gave it back to Hou Jingyan.
Then he took out two brand new talismans.
He placed one in front of Hou Zhongying and said, "There are a thousand spiritual stones in this. Thank you for raising Hou Jingyan."
Hou Zhongying hurriedly declined: "Thank you for your kindness, this... we can't accept it."
He raised Hou Jingyan because he was his eldest brother's child. Not to mention that his eldest brother raised him, but simply because he had to raise his eldest brother's child.
After all, this is my family.
Tu Shanjun is a great monk of foundation building, but he is not his friend. He is a friend of his eldest brother. It would be unjustifiable if he accepted the spirit stone.
Wang Yu's eyes shone, and she quickly pushed Hou Zhongying.
One thousand spiritual stones, this is a windfall, which can greatly improve the home and make Congcong walk faster.
That mining work only costs five spiritual stones a month.
Even if you don't eat, drink or pay housing fees, you still have to save for sixteen years.
Hou Zhongying is an old worker at Zhen Fu Workshop. He only has twenty-six spiritual stones a month. It took him more than three years to save up without eating or drinking.
Why don't you collect this spiritual stone?
"Master, this is also the kind intention of senior."
"Senior, he doesn't want it, I want it."
"I'm not afraid of losing this person. The family is too difficult, and Congcong still needs training resources." Wang Yu hurriedly grabbed the talisman in his hand.
"You bitch." Hou Zhongying was angry and reached out to snatch it away.
Tu Shanjun waved his hand, used magic power to push Hou Zhongying back, and said coldly: "This matter is settled."
Tear it up, tear it up, what will it look like?
"Jing Yan, come out with me. I have something to tell you." Tu Shanjun looked at Hou Jingyan.
After saying that, he walked out the door first.
Seeing Tu Shanjun walking towards the city gate with the half-grown child, Ding Xie said: "Miss Rong, you go back first, I want to talk to Brother Li about something."
Since Ding Xie said so, Rong'er couldn't follow him.
But she couldn't go back like this, so she simply waited at the door of Hou's house.
After leaving the city, Ding Xie chased Tu Shanjun and asked, "Why did you bring the child out?"
"Something happened."
Tu Shanjun looked solemn and used the sound transmission method to pass the message to Ding Xie.
"senior?"
After walking to a mountain col, Tu Shanjun took out the talisman formation stones with a wave of his hand and scattered them in eight directions. He quickly took out the talisman in his hand, and connected 16 talisman.
The bloody light pillar rose, forming a closed space.
Ding Xie opened his mouth slightly in surprise. He felt like he got to know Tushanjun again.
I thought Tu Shanjun was very good at drawing talismans, but I didn't expect him to be so proficient in formations. He could arrange a powerful formation with just a wave of his hand.
"Eight-column Blood Lock Trap Formation"
The untold secret of Blood Spirit Hall was learned by Tu Shanjun from Cheng Hui, a disciple of Blood Spirit Hall.
Hou Jingyan still looked confused, not knowing what happened.
Ding Xie saw himself being thrown out of the formation and was about to walk in.
All I saw was Tu Shanjun walked up to Hou Jingyan, stretched out his ghost claws, and touched Hou Jingyan's forehead with his oval purple-black nails, and said in a cold voice: "Should I invite you to come out, or should you come out on your own."
Hou Jingyan was startled. Suddenly his eyelids felt heavy and he wanted to sleep.
Ding Xie suddenly felt like he was facing a formidable enemy, his sword pills ready to be fired at any time.
Even Tu Shanjun is so serious, how could he be lazy about it.
The moment Hou Jingyan closed his eyes, a purple shadow appeared, and a figure appeared in the light.
"Young man, don't be so angry."
The figure seemed to be flickering unsteadily, and the face of the figure could not be clearly seen.
The figure that appeared in front of Tushanjun looked very similar to Yin Shen, but there were differences.
This figure is majestic and majestic, and it looks even thicker when stained with purple light.
Ding Xie's eyes widened. He didn't even notice that there was something lodged in the child's body.
And the host seems to be very difficult to deal with.
Tu Shanjun also had a solemn look on his face, and the floating figure in front of him made him feel cold and trembling.
This man's level in life was definitely not low.
"Get out of this kid's body, or I'll do it myself."
Tu Shanjun didn't care too much. As long as the opponent has no physical protection and no source of mana, even the most powerful Yin Shen is still a rootless tree.
There is an eight-column blood lock trap formation, and the opponent cannot escape.
He isolated Ding Xie in advance, and this shadow couldn't do it even if he wanted to seize his body.
If he dares to seize Hou Jingyan's house, Tushanjun will definitely destroy him.
The figure looked at Ding Xie outside the formation, and then at Tu Shanjun. He felt that he couldn't understand the ghost cultivator in front of him.
"Who are you to this child?"
"Let's call him uncle."
"You don't have to worry. I am the True Lord of Yuanyang Region. Even if I want to seize the body, I will not choose the four spiritual roots. Moreover, I have no way to seize the body."
"I can only survive if I and the Purple God Crystal coexist. If we don't separate, we won't have the ability to seize the body."
"Now, this child has come into contact with the Purple God Crystal, and it has already taken root."
The figure sighed, he didn't know where he landed.
To think that he, the majestic true king, would be tied up and threatened by a ghost cultivator in the foundation building stage.
It's like a dragon swimming in the shallows and being tricked by a shrimp, and a tiger falling flat and being bullied by a dog.
Even though Tu Shanjun's expression remained as usual, he was actually in a state of turmoil.
Only those with golden elixirs can be called real people. This person who claims to be a true king, what kind of realm is that?
Nascent Soul!
The old monster Yuanying was right in front of him, and Tushanjun was also very panicked.
Who knows how many cards and tricks this old monster has, maybe he can be killed just by relying on the current Yin Shen.
"what to do?"
Tu Shanjun was thinking about a way to break the situation.
He thought it was at most a lonely ghost or a low-level ghost, but who would have thought it was the Great True Monarch.
There are only one Nascent Soul cultivator in the entire Xiaohuang Realm.