Chapter 66: Enemy traces
Everyone is still discussing the disappearance enthusiastically, and the new ordinary people don't have much sense of fear. After all, the first target of the perpetrator is the monk. There are two here, and it is not their turn for the time being.
The casual cultivator who came with Wang Daoyuan seemed very nervous and scared. Wang Daoyuan also pretended to be very nervous so as not to be seen by others.
After about a quarter of an hour, the steward came in with a few tools. Everyone stopped the discussion, and Wang Daoyuan didn't hear any more useful information.
The little manager gave the newcomers tools. This thing looks like a pickaxe, made of first-order hematite, but it is simply forged and formed. It has not been forged by a refiner, and there are no patterns on the pickaxe.
Compared with ordinary tools, it is stronger and sharper.
Xiao Guanshi took a group of people to the deepest part of the mine tunnel. There was no road ahead. Some were just crimson stone walls. These stones were hematite ore.
These hematite ore is not hard, similar to ordinary rocks, and can be broken by mortals. With the hematite pickaxe, mining the ore is not too laborious.
As a monk in the late stage of Qi training, Wang Daoyuan is naturally much more relaxed than ordinary people. Although he deliberately collected his strength, he can go down with a pickaxe and the ore he dug is more than ten times that of ordinary people.
The amount of ore digging by another monk was less than half that of Wang Daoyuan.
However, Wang Daoyuan grew up in a family since he was a child, and his living conditions are much higher than those of casual cultivators. In addition, in recent years, he has eaten Linggu and pseudo-spirit fish as a meal, and his body is relatively healthy.
And that San Xiu has a thin body, Wang Dao has done a lot more than him, and it is reasonable.
Unknowingly, it was very late. Although the sky was not visible in the mine, the miners’ bodies were the best timers. Most miners were hungry and tired, and it was time to finish work for dinner.
The little steward led everyone to the dining area outside the mine, and other little stewards also brought people one after another.
Then, San Xiu and ordinary people ate separately, and ordinary people's food is ordinary whole grains, plus a little fish and the like.
The monks eat ordinary food, which is harmful and unhelpful. Therefore, the food provided to the casual cultivator is cooked Linggu, which is distributed according to the amount of mining, and the king is far divided into half a catty of Linggu.
The monks are paid for these spiritual valleys, and ordinary people will also have some gold, silver or food.
Wang Daoyuan didn't eat these Linggu. He had already inferred that someone might have poisoned him, so he naturally didn't dare to eat anything. Put these spirit valleys away, turn around and return to the rest area of the mine tunnel.
After the meal, everyone returned to the rest area, and the steward came over and asked: "But you are not satisfied with the food?"
Wang Daoyuan replied: "Where can I, I still can't eat such good things outside, but I am not willing to eat so much. There is also a younger brother in the family who is still young and needs Linggu to raise his body."
The little steward persuaded: "I can understand this. I usually save some food and take it home for my children. Although you are an immortal, you can do more than a dozen people’s work. Don’t eat, don’t take your body. Tired."
Wang Daoyuan expressed his gratitude, and said: "Don't worry, don't worry, I will naturally eat some when I am hungry."
After that, Wang Daoyuan's spiritual sense entered the Lingzhu space, cooked the Linggu produced in the two or two Lingzhu space, and took it out to eat. Naturally, other people could not see the flaws.
Everyone worked hard for the whole afternoon. They were physically exhausted. After eating, they naturally began to feel sleepy. Even the casual practitioner began to doze off, and soon he couldn't hold back and fell asleep.
Although Wang Daoyuan has done the most, he has been concentrating his strength, which is much easier than he usually refines magic charms in the Pill Talisman Pavilion and has to practice spells.
In order not to be conspicuous and to attract the attention of those who secretly watched him, he also pretended to be tired, but he chose to meditate.
A casual cultivator who hasn't given up on the path of practice, usually works harder than his family's children.
The resources and inheritance of casual cultivating are no better than those of the family children. If you want to get ahead, you can only work harder and harder.
Therefore, it is not a strange thing that Wang Dao does not rest but meditates.
He didn't dare to enter into concentration, but always remained vigilant to prevent sneak attacks.
It's a pity, I was cautious all night, but nothing happened.
Work every day during the day and meditate vigilantly at night. After five days, it has been calm.
On the sixth night, Wang Daoyuan meditated and practiced as usual, and a smell of wine came from the little steward.
The scent is so weak that ordinary people can't smell it at all. Even Wang Daoyuan can barely smell it.
Xiao Guanshi usually lives in the same rest area with ordinary workers, but he lives in a single room specially opened on the stone wall, and inside it is full of beds and furniture.
Wang Daoyuan smelled the fragrance and held his breath vigilantly. The monk can hold his breath for a long time, relying only on the spiritual power in his body to maintain his life.
With Wang Daoyuan's cultivation base, there is no pressure to hold his breath for two or three hours.
In order not to be seen as abnormal, after holding his breath, his chest and abdomen still undulate regularly, pretending to be breathing.
Wang Daoyuan swept towards the casual cultivator, imitating his state. Because his strength was much stronger than that of the casual cultivator, he always delayed a while when he imitated the state.
Less than a quarter of an hour later, the casual cultivator completely entered the lethargic stage, and Wang Daoyuan also went from a meditating state to collapse on the bed.
Xiao Guan Shi walked out of his single room, his original face of the honest big brother turned into a fierce look. He glanced back and forth between Wang Daoyuan and another casual repairman, as if he was picking goods~www.wuxiaspot.com~ After thinking about it for a while, the steward chose Wang Daoyuan. After all, Wang Daoyuan is better than his strength and body. The other is much stronger in casual repair, and looks very good.
He picked up Wang Daoyuan and posted a first-order high-grade escape talisman on Wang Daoyuan's body, and then triggered the escape talisman with his spiritual sense, and Wang Daoyuan was directly forced to escape into the ground.
After doing all these things, Xiao Guan Shi returned to his private room and continued to sleep as if nothing had happened.
Wang Daoyuan was a little surprised, there was no spiritual power fluctuations in Xiao Guan's body. A person who has no cultivation base can actually use the power of divine consciousness to trigger a magical talisman.
He was forced to go underground, and he had no time to think about it.
After more than ten breaths, he escaped to an underground cave where he happened to land on a giant python.
This giant python is more than five feet long, with yellow background and black stripes on its body, and its body has two kinds of spiritual power fluctuations, namely water and soil. However, the cultivation base is not enough to see, and it has just entered the first-level middle grade, which is equivalent to the fourth level of Qi training. Look like.
Head-on fight, this giant python is not enough to smash two magical talisman Wang Daoyuan.
Wang Daoyuan was ready. If the giant python dared to swallow him, he would kill him directly, and then go up to catch the little steward and ask the cause of the matter.
Fortunately, the python didn't swallow him, but curled him with its tail, then used the earth escape technique and continued to flee downward.
Wang Daoyuan was a little surprised. It seemed that this giant python was not an ordinary monster, and could actually escape.
Ordinary first-order monsters, their intelligence is still very low, basically they can't use spells, unless they have the blood of high-level monsters, have their own talented spells, or have mastered monsters, and are taught spells.
He didn't feel any special blood in this giant python, it seems that it should be a monster with a master, otherwise it would just swallow him to improve his cultivation level, so why bother to take him to other places.
