Chapter 1689 Coming to the Hundred Thousand Mines

But he still had to bite the bullet and said with a smile: "Senior, please forgive me, the two of us have violated the rules of Biyunxuan by bringing senior here privately."

"If the seniors leave this teleportation formation, they will definitely alert the beings below the Hundred Thousand Mines, and in turn alert the seniors of our sect."

"At that time, my sect's blame will be trivial. I'm afraid that the seniors won't have the chance to continue looking for the person they're looking for."

Hearing the fat monk's words, the young man blinked, and the sharp look in his eyes disappeared.

Then he opened his mouth and said: "In your opinion, what should we do next? Or should you two give up the deal with me?"

The fat monk didn't even think about it, and shook his head decisively: "Of course not, I just hope that the seniors can give us some time. This is the teleportation array here, and since that kid is here, he is a turtle in the urn, and he will definitely not be able to escape."

The young man thought for a moment and said indifferently: "How long is one o'clock? I can't wait indefinitely."

The slightly fat monk hurriedly stretched out three fingers and vowed: "In one year, at most one year, the two of us will give an explanation to our seniors."

After looking around, the young man nodded, "Okay, let's take one year as the deadline. Within one year, if there is no news about the person I am looking for, the deal between us will be void!"

The fat monk secretly breathed a sigh of relief and nodded vigorously, "Senior, don't worry, the two of us will definitely make arrangements for this matter. If you'd like me, senior, come back with me to rest for a while!"

"Junior Brother Hu, I will teach you how to host here!!"

With that said, he explained to the mustached monk again.

The fat monk hurriedly used his hand skills, activated the teleportation array under him again, and teleported away with the young man.

I thought that the sudden announcement to summon everyone would make it easy to find the person who was left here that day.

Unexpectedly, he returned without success.

However, being in the Shiwan Mine, he was sure that the other party would not be able to escape. On the contrary, the young senior next to him has extraordinary strength, leaving the opponent

Fang Zai made a slight movement and disturbed the upper level of Biyunxuan. The two of them couldn't bear to eat and walked away.

The teleportation array flashed with light, and only the mustached monk was left in the field.

Taking a deep breath, the mustached monk with a cold face regained his scattered consciousness.

In these 100,000 mines, the influence of poisonous miasma is pervasive, and the monks' spiritual consciousness will also be eroded.

If you don't have enough strength, the more you push for success, the greater the impact will be.

During this brief period of spiritual scanning, his temples were already a little more tired.

Looking at the people below, the monk with a mustache raised his hand and flicked his sleeves, and his true energy urged him to open a huge scroll.

On the scroll, a thin figure of a young man wearing a green shirt can be seen.

It wasn't someone else, but what Su Twelve looked like.

"Everyone, listen to me. I am here to find someone."

"Anyone who can provide information about this person's whereabouts will be rewarded with a thirty-year-old special spiritual liquid."

"If I can find this person and bring him here, whether dead or alive, I can make the decision to restore his freedom and send him out of the Hundred Thousand Mine."

Without any unnecessary nonsense, the monk with the mustache spoke loudly to the people below.

And as the mustache monk's voice spread.

There was another uproar at the scene.

Although they had already speculated, but it was confirmed by the Biyunxuan monks, the monks trapped here couldn't help but get excited.

Looking up at the figures on the scroll in the air, each one racked his brains to recall them quickly.

However, on weekdays, most monks are disheartened and numb.

state.

There were not many monks who had met Su Twelve, but most of them didn't take him seriously at all.

Among the crowd, Huangya Cultivator and his group were stunned at this moment.

They all looked at each other, their expressions changing rapidly.

"Mang Guli, you fought against that man that day, and you should have the deepest impression on him. Is that man the one Biyunxuan is looking for?"

After a while, the yellow-toothed monk's eyes fell on the tallest little giant.

With a slight wave of his hand, the latter immediately knelt down.

Leaning close to the little giant's ear, the yellow-toothed monk hurriedly asked.

"You can't be wrong, it's definitely him!" The little giant suppressed his voice and nodded vigorously.

"Fellow Daoist Huang, should we tell him this news?"

Next to the yellow-toothed monk, a strong man spoke in a low voice, and pointed his eyes at the figure of the mustached monk in the sky.

"Hmph, why are you so anxious? Didn't you listen to what he said? If you provide information, you will only get thirty years of spiritual liquid to suppress the poisonous miasma."

"Only by finding that kid can we get a quota to restore our freedom. One quota is worth hundreds of mid-grade spiritual crystals."

"If that kid's whereabouts are exposed now and we want to find him, we will have to compete with the tens of thousands of monks present."

The yellow-toothed monk snorted coldly, without even thinking about it, and immediately muttered in a low voice.

The strong man next to him continued to whisper: "There are just a few of us. Finding one person in such a large mine is no less than finding a needle in a haystack."

"Why are you panicking? We don't have many people, but we still have the boss. Is it possible that you guys want to be alone?"

"Don't blame me for not reminding you. Even if you get the quota, Biyunxuan may not let you leave safely. But if you really work for the boss, you will definitely have to leave in the future.

Open opportunity. "

"Of course, if anyone dares to betray the boss, even if he leaves this place, he will die."

The yellow-toothed monk looked serious and said angrily to several people.

As he spoke, the bodies of the several strong men beside him trembled slightly, with fearful looks in their eyes.

"Okay, hurry up and ask the boss to come over. How to act next requires careful planning."

The yellow-toothed monk continued to speak.

As soon as he finished speaking, one of the strong men left quickly and quietly shuttled among the crowd.

In mid-air, after the mustached monk finished speaking, he calmly looked at the people below.

Seeing that there was no movement or news from the crowd, I was secretly anxious, but it didn't show on my face.

He raised his hand to put away the scroll, and continued to say loudly: "Okay, no matter what your plans are, you can leave now to find someone."

"The time limit for this agreement is only one year. Whether you can seize the opportunity and regain your freedom depends on your own efforts."

As soon as the mustached monk finished speaking, the crowd immediately dispersed.

The people who were originally numb now had unprecedented firmness in their eyes.

They either act alone or in small groups, quickly spreading out.

…

Deep in the mine.

The old man lay helpless on the ground, his body exuding a putrid smell, his consciousness was weak, and he was already on his deathbed.

Having no time to pay attention to the old man's current state, Su Twelve suppressed the anxiety in his heart, tried to regain his composure, and continued to practice martial arts methods over and over again.

I have practiced the Xiantian Gangqi method countless times, and I have already become familiar with it.

As time passed, Su Twelve's anxiety calmed down, and he unconsciously entered a state of selflessness.