Chapter 29 Letter from Meng Guan
In the following time, the two gradually exchanged cups and cups, leaving everything behind and focusing only on enjoying their appetites.
This time, Lin Cong not only successfully broke through to the middle stage of Qi training, but also was warned by He Song, avoiding a life and death crisis. Therefore, he was in a very happy mood, and he did not feel sorry for the spiritual stone at all while changing cups.
And that's why.
After drinking glass after glass of spiritual wine, he soon became drunk and passed out.
He Song didn't drink much.
Although he was within the Immortal Square, He Song was always vigilant in his heart.
When his own cultivation was still at the lowest level in the world of immortality, He Song didn't want to mess up because of drunkenness.
After all this drinking, He Song was only slightly tipsy, far from being drunk.
Fortunately, Lin Cong had already settled the bill before. Seeing that he was unconscious, He Song naturally helped him back home.
Take Lin Cong back to his home.
He Song went out again and returned to his home.
As the two are neighbors, He Song saves some time.
......
Time passes.
Years pass.
He Song received a message crane in the morning half a month later.
The handwriting on the paper crane was written by Meng Guan.
"Fellow Daoist He, it has been a month since Meng came to Chiling Gold Mine. He received thirty-five spiritual stones today. He should have celebrated, but unfortunately Chiling Gold Mine has access restrictions and cannot leave. He had to use the voice transmission technique to communicate with fellow Taoist Annunciation."
"Thanks to Brother Wei, there were not many people at the mine when Meng came. The mine manager found out that I was a monk from the Immortal Workshop, so he asked me to lead a team of casual cultivators and supervise them to mine, so the monthly reward was large. Got five spiritual stones."
"Counting the days, today is the time when you and I usually get together. It's a pity that Meng couldn't make it back. Fellow Taoist, don't be surprised."
"When he can leave in the future, Meng will definitely plead guilty in person and punish himself with three drinks."
"Meng Guan."
He Song was silent for a long time as his eyes scanned the lines of writing on the paper.
But in the end, I folded the paper and put it in the quiet room for safekeeping.
Walk out the door.
He Song also breathed a sigh of relief as he walked towards the spiritual field he managed.
"Commanding a team of casual cultivators, representing Meng Guan, is not the lowest or lowest level in the Chiling Gold Mine. He is also a small manager."
"In this way, his safety will naturally increase again, and the chance of dying in the mine will become much smaller."
With this thought in his mind, He Song lost the emotion he had before when Meng Guan went to the Chiling Gold Mine.
Everyone has his own life.
Just like Meng Guan.
Originally, he just wanted to dig and earn spiritual stones.
Unexpectedly, he was promoted to a junior commander as soon as he entered the mine.
In this way, he directly avoided the dangers of the mines, which were originally full of ill will towards the miners.
There may be other dangers in the mines, but as a small commander, he naturally has more chances to save his life than ordinary miners.
Coupled with the fact that Meng Guan has reached the sixth level of Qi training and has all the spiritual talismans and magic weapons in his body, his chances of survival will be greatly improved.
If you think about it this way, Meng Guan's trip to Chiling Gold Mine can no longer be regarded as a narrow escape.
Danger is indeed dangerous.
But the chance of survival has also improved a lot.
With random thoughts flashing through his mind, He Song quickly arrived at the Lingtian and began to perform the Spiritual Rain Technique.
It took half an hour for the Spiritual Rain Technique to be completed.
He Song turned around and immediately walked towards Lingjian Pavilion.
Today, it’s time for another monthly gathering.
Although Meng Guan was no longer here, and the original gathering of three people became two people, He Song naturally still wanted to go to this tradition that had lasted for several years.
Lingjian Pavilion.
When He Song came here, he found that Wei Fan had been waiting for a long time.
At this moment, Wei Fan was holding a piece of paper in his hand, his eyes fell on the paper, and the expression on his face was unclear whether he was happy or worried.
"Brother Wei also received Lao Meng's voice transmission technique?" He Song asked casually when he came to sit down next to Wei Fan.
Meng Guan can send himself a sound transmission technique.
Naturally, Wei Fan will not be forgotten.
What He Song did was to ask questions knowingly.
"Well, Lao Meng said that I helped him a lot and he wanted to invite me to drink wine when he comes back." Hearing this, Wei Fan put down the paper in his hand and said with a smile on his face.
In a small circle of three.
Although Meng Guan looks old and decrepit, his personality is quite out-of-the-box. He usually makes the most jokes. He Song is not surprised to hear what Wei Fan said now.
However, the thought that Meng Guan still has the heart to joke means that his current situation is not bad.
He Song felt more at ease in his heart.
As for drinking flower wine, it is just a joke and cannot be taken seriously.
But if Meng Guan really comes back, I'm afraid he will really thank Wei Fan.
"Come on, it'll be good if he can come back safely, but have you heard any other news about Chiling Gold Mine recently?" Shaking his head, He Song didn't pay much attention to this matter, but asked about news about the mining area. .
In the later stage of Wei Fan's Qi training, he was able to obtain much more information than He Song in Zhushan Immortal Workshop.
A monk in the late stage of Qi training belongs to the small group of people at the top of the pyramid in Zhushan Immortal Workshop.
On it, there were only some monks who were stuck at the ninth level of Qi training, and the real person in the foundation building stage.
"There is no news, but I always feel that this mine is not as simple as originally thought." Wei Fan said thoughtfully as he picked up the teacup and took a sip.
"It stands to reason that there are only tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of spirit stones. A mineral vein of this level should not be guarded by several foundation-building masters,"
"Maybe there are some hidden messages that we don't know about. I've been paying attention recently. If something really happens, I will tell you as soon as possible." At the end of the sentence, Wei Fan did not forget to give He Song a bite. A reassurance.
His intuition told him that there must be something fishy where the mineral vein was.
But without getting specific information, he couldn't be sure of anything.
However, if something happened, he would definitely send a message to He Song as soon as possible.
As for whether something will happen.
He wasn't sure either.
On the side, He Song's face changed when he heard this.
"Guarded by digital foundation-building real people?"
These few words flashed through his mind, and He Song suddenly became alert.
The news he heard before said the same thing.
It is said that there are several foundation-building masters guarding the veins where the Chiling Gold Mine is located.
But he didn't take it seriously at first, thinking it was fake news.
Master Ji Zhu is not a big cabbage, and he can send out a lot of them anywhere.
Even though the Houtu Sect is a major Jindan sect, there are not many Foundation Establishing Masters in the sect, and they cannot be sent out at will.
However, when Wei Fan also confirmed the news, alarm bells suddenly rang in He Song's heart.
Thinking again that the Chiling Gold Mine was not far away from him, He Song felt like a ray of light on his back, a chill instantly spread all over his body, and the hair on his hair almost stood up.
Once something happens to the Chiling Gold Mine, I am afraid that Zhushan Xianfang where I am located will soon be affected.
Until then...
