Wang Xuan naturally didn't hear what the fat steward said.
Just out of sight of the other party, he put down the package and threw the token in his hand directly to the ground.
Grab a handful of soil and rub it on the surface of the token.
It seemed that it was still not very clean, so I picked up the token and wiped it hard on the fine soil next to it.
Finally, the true face of the token could no longer be seen at all, as the grease on it was covered with dust.
I tore off a piece of cloth and wiped the token. When I saw that there was still oil stain, I continued to wipe it in the dirt.
After repeating this process, I finally no longer felt the oil stains.
He opened the water bag, poured out the water and rinsed it briefly, shook the token, lifted up the corner of his clothes and wiped it before putting it in his arms.
Walking towards the mine, a ball of fine soil containing stains and a torn rag were left on the spot.
"Hehe, you are quite particular, but you are really my lucky star. If someone gives me a gift, I can get one hundred and fifty more spiritual stones. This business is cost-effective. I can get more, but you, a blind man, have been sent to
Coming to mine has given me some sympathy, although not much."
When the sun shines on it, the shadow that should have been slender appears somewhat plump.
Walking down the mine, there are oil lamps hanging around, especially in the small hole next to it. There are many oil lamps, which seem to be provided by the sect for free.
Take the last one and walk slowly inside.
Although it is relatively dim, for ordinary people, it can barely be seen clearly.
All other things were put into the space ring, and he only carried a hoe and walked forward.
The inside of the cave is winding and full of pits, and from time to time you can see traces of a hoe going down.
People often have a strange mentality, that is, the place far away may be better, and the next one will definitely be better, ignoring the immediate and current situation.
Wang Xuan is no exception to this point.
It was connected in all directions and he walked for a long time, but he still didn't stop. He chose a direction at will and continued moving forward.
From time to time there was a "bang bang" sound in the distance, and he felt that someone was there, so he stopped joining in the fun.
After almost half an hour, I finally found a deserted place.
Darkness is actually no problem for him.
However, in order to deceive others, I chose to carry an oil lamp.
At the same time, two uninvited guests came to the mining area.
In a stone house, the fat steward sat down in front of two men, took a sip of tea, closed his eyes, and savored the fragrance.
Tea can relieve tiredness. Just finished the chicken drumsticks, drink tea, and then you can continue drinking.
In front of him, one person was wearing purple clothes, and the other was wearing white clothes.
"Hey, I'm afraid it's a little inappropriate for you two to do this."
"I know this matter is a bit difficult for you. How about this? All the spiritual stones we collected in the cave recently will be handed over. Is that okay?"
"Although someone asked me to take care of you two, I'm not very good at breaking the rules. After all, I'm not the one who's really in charge here."
A look of embarrassment appeared on his chubby face, and the slyness in his eyes flashed away.
The two people across from each other looked at each other and couldn't help but secretly cursed for being shameless. They had already greeted him through connections, but they didn't expect that they would sit down and raise the price at this time.
"In this way, no matter how many spiritual stones we can collect, we will give you no less than a hundred yuan each. If it is more, it will be difficult for me to deal with you."
A trace of anger flashed in the eyes of the man in purple, and he suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice.
At the end of the sentence, I almost said it through gritted teeth.
Seeing the angry expressions of the two people in front of him, the fat steward was shocked. It seemed that he had stepped on the bottom line.
If I hesitate any longer, I'm afraid I'm going to be in over my head.
"Hahaha, brothers, it's easy to talk, but you praise me too much. Don't worry, there is no problem with this matter. Wang Xuan just went down, you can go find him."
"In that case, thank you sir."
The two of them hugged their fists and strode out.
Watching the two of them striding toward the mine, the fat steward looked thoughtful and touched the fat on his chin.
"These two guys paid such a high price to enter the mine, which means that what Wang Xuan has on him is much more important than this. It's either a treasure or a skill. Hehe, no matter which one it is, I need it."
A look of ferocity flashed across his fat face, and his sharp teeth added a bit of ruthlessness.
Wang Xuan didn't know everything in the canyon. For him, it didn't make any difference where it was.
Taking advantage of the remoteness of this place and the relatively large space, I pulled out my iron sword and started practicing sword skills.
Ever since he absorbed the black mist in the coffin with the help of Senior Tian, his strength has been inexplicably improving.
No, in his feeling, the ninth level of the physical realm is not far away, and it may only be a matter of a day or two.
"If you pick up flowers and smile in the spring breeze, how can life be too mediocre, hahaha!"
In the past few days, the strange place of Blood Sword Sect had made Wang Xuan restrained in every way, and he always felt like he was being plotted against.
For a moment, he just felt that the entire sect was full of malice towards him.
If it weren't for the scholar's kind deed on the way that gave him a ray of sunshine in his heart, I'm afraid he would be cynical now.
"Whether you are plotting or bullying you wantonly, I will kill him with one sword and kill him. The world will be turned upside down and the world will be clear."
This mine gave Wang Xuan an excellent environment. He didn't have to worry about others prying at him, so he could practice his sword freely.
Although the Nian Hua Sword Technique has been cultivated to a small level under Master Qiao's guidance, there are still great achievements, perfection, etc., so how can it be satisfied.
Echoes echoed far and wide in the cave.
In the adjacent holes, someone was digging hard with a hoe.
When encountering a hard stone, the hoe will bounce back. If you don't hold it tightly, you may even hurt yourself.
I have been wielding a hoe for a long time, and my hands are covered with calluses.
In severe cases, blood blisters may appear, which will then be worn away. Gradually, the injury on the hand will never heal.
"What stupid young man is this, howling in here?"
"Hey, there seems to be the sound of a sword being drawn. Isn't he crazy?"
"It's also possible that in addition to the specialized miners, you said there are a few sect disciples like us down here."
It turns out that there are specialized miners in the Lingshi Mine, all of whom are old farmers with poor cultivation.
In terms of physical strength, they are naturally inferior, but they are better because of their rich experience.
As for the sect disciples, they are those who have committed crimes or those who come here voluntarily to mine.
If it is voluntary, then the mines dug will be divided with the sect, part of it will be handed over, and the rest will be yours, but there are very few such people.
Of course, there is another type of people, those like Wang Xuan, who are assigned tasks by the sect.
Generally speaking, this kind of people are considered voluntary. If they are unwilling to come, they can pay a fine and change to other tasks.
Having just entered the sect, Wang Xuan naturally didn't know what was going on, so he foolishly came to mine.
"Admiring yourself alone!"
There was a sharp shout, and then two sword flowers flew out and hit the cave wall, leaving a big crater.
At the same time, a small, shiny stone rolled to his feet.