C218 Old Mi
C218 Old Mi
"You, don't dilly-dally. Move forward. This seat will take care of you from behind." The Golden Core Middle Period warrior who came in last pointed at Feng Yimo and ordered.
"Yes, my lord!" There was nothing he could do. In order to not alert the enemy, Feng Yimo had no choice but to walk to the front of the group. However, the Divine Sense was always at the back, keeping an eye on the movements behind.
Perhaps because the Golden Core Middle Period warrior had arrived at his destination, his expression was relaxed, and he even started humming a little tune. When he saw the seductive figure of the last Long-furred Ape Man, he reached out his hand and touched his butt, causing Lingdang to cry out in a sharp voice. She turned her head and gave him a fierce glare.
The Golden Core Middle Period warrior laughed out loud and touched his butt again. "Ask the deacon to give you to me later, and I'll spare you the pain of mining. How about it?"
Lingdang was furious. She turned her head away and ignored the man.
"Hey, you have a temper, but I like you!" The Golden Core Middle Period cultivator said.
Feng Yimo was worried that Lingdang would not be able to hold it in, so he quickly ran back. "Master, since we are already in the mine, there won't be any danger. Go and rest first. I will send her over in a while."
The Golden Core Middle Period warrior patted Feng Yimo's shoulder with satisfaction, "Good boy, you have a bright future ahead of you." After saying that, he strode forward and disappeared in front of the group.
Feng Yimo let out a sigh of relief and looked around the mine.
Currently, the group was only walking in a dark tunnel. According to the direction of the terrain, they should be heading downwards. The tunnel was completely excavated by human hands. There were traces of axes everywhere. Every 200 feet, there was a torch. It revealed a faint light, making the tunnel seem dark and gloomy.
At first, Feng Yimo did not notice anything, but as he went deeper and deeper, with the agility of the Yin-yang Spell, Feng Yimo finally found that the air was filled with a faint aura of death, just like the black smoke in the Sea of Death's seawater, devouring everyone's life force.
Feng Yimo somewhat understood why the miners in the mine couldn't live for more than two years. That was because their life force had been stripped away, so they naturally couldn't live! The miners weren't cultivators. Without magic power, they naturally wouldn't be able to detect or resist the corrosion of life force from the aura of death.
Could it be that this mine was the same as the Sea of Death Rift Valley, emitting black smoke that devoured life force?
After walking another hundred meters, the terrain became flat. In front of him was a huge and spacious cave. On the opposite wall of the cave, there were many entrances to the mine, and the sounds of mining could be heard from within.
The Golden Core Middle Period warrior who had rushed back earlier was standing behind an old warrior with his hands down. He no longer had his domineering aura. Apart from him, there were also several Cultivator of the Golden Core Late Period warriors. All of them were standing behind the old warrior with their mouths shut. Surprisingly, the old man was Cultivator of the Nascent Infant Early Period!
"Greetings, Elder Mi!" The warriors who were escorting Long-furred Ape Man bowed and greeted in unison.
"No need for formalities. You have worked hard all the way here." The old man said lightly, "Immediately divide the newly sent miners into groups and start mining as soon as possible. " The higher-ups are already dissatisfied with the output of our mining area. I hope everyone can work hard. "
"Yes, Elder Mi!" The cultivators agreed in unison. They immediately divided the newly sent Long-furred Ape Man into six groups. Each group had more than 50 people. Lingdang was the last group, so she was divided into six groups.
Every Long-furred Ape Man was equipped with a shovel and a large metal basket. Long-furred Ape Man, who had been travelling for a long time, did not have time to rest. He was driven into the mine by the cultivators with whips and began to dig.
Feng Yimo and the other cultivators were arranged to stay in the tenth resting room in the karst cave. As soon as they entered the resting room, all the cultivators were lying on their beds. They complained incessantly and rushed for a few days without rest. They could not take it anymore.
Here, Feng Yimo felt that his life force was losing faster and faster. He secretly circulated the Yin-yang Spell to resist the loss of life force. However, he found that the other cultivators didn't notice the disappearance of life force. He secretly shook his head. Staying here for a long time would definitely shorten their lifespan.
On the way, Feng Yimo searched the captured Foundation Establishment Cultivator's soul. He found out that this place was one of the mines in Snow Mountain Sect. It was listed as Area C 36. It could be seen that there were quite a number of mines like this in Snow Mountain Sect. The deacon guarding this place was the Nascent Infant cultivator called Elder Mi. He was a Second Layer of the Nascent Infant warrior, five Cultivator of the Golden Core Late Period warriors, thirty intermediate and early stage warriors, and 230 Foundation Establishment disciples. Apart from maintaining the order of mining in the mine, the others were all released. They went to the nearby area to capture Long-furred Ape Man and the snowman to act as miners.
Because miners died every day, they needed to constantly replenish their fresh blood. In Area C 36, there were more than 1,200 miners mining!
Feng Yimo was worried about Lingdang, so he came out of the lounge and walked towards the entrance of the 6th mine.
As soon as he entered the entrance, a rotten smell rushed out. It was so smelly that it was almost impossible to smell it. It was obvious that many people had died in there. They were buried on the spot. After a long time, they started to rot and stink.
The deeper he went, the worse it smelled. The deeper he went, the thicker the death aura became and the faster his life force was lost. Feng Yimo didn't even need to activate the Yin-yang Spell. The Yin-yang Spell operated on its own. While resisting the death aura's corrosion, it slowly absorbed the death aura and turned it into Yin energy, slowly injecting it into the Yin-yang Diagram.
After walking for a mile, the inside of the pagoda opened up. Under the supervision of a dozen or so Foundation Establishment Cultivator who were holding whips, hundreds of Long-furred Ape Man's figures waved their shovels and kept mining, placing them into metal baskets.
"Eh, Tao San, why aren't you resting and running here?" A cultivator asked in surprise when he saw Feng Yimo.
"Oh, it's like this. Master Feng ordered me to bring a female Long-furred Ape Man over." Feng Yimo said. Master Feng was the Golden Core Middle Period warrior who led the team this time.
The man let out two obscene laughs. In a low voice, he said, "Master Feng is a good person. It's just this hobby. Tsk tsk. Long-furred Ape Man is covered in hair. What do you mean? Haha, let's not talk about it anymore. Let's go find someone. "
Feng Yimo felt a chill in his heart. Master Feng was not a good person. He thanked Feng Yimo and hurried to the group of people with long hair. He found Lingdang and took her away.
In Area C 36, every Golden Core Late Period and intermediate stage cultivator had their own independent immortal cave, and Golden Core Early Period cultivators had their own immortal cave. Therefore, Feng Yimo brought Lingdang to Master Feng's immortal cave and knocked on the door gently. "Master, this lowly one has brought someone to you."
The door opened and the cultivator with the surname Feng was full of smiles. He nodded with satisfaction and praised, "This kid has a bright future. Not bad. Let her in and you can go back."
"Yes, master!" Feng Yimo bowed and saluted, but he did not retreat. Instead, he pushed Lingdang into the door. He followed in and closed the door. When Cultivator Feng saw how rude he was and was about to flare up, Feng Yimo already took out a Profound Ice Sword and handed it over. "My lord, this is a treasure that I accidentally obtained. Unfortunately, my cultivation is too low and I cannot control it. I will give it to my lord!"
"High Grade Magic Treasure Profound Ice Sword?" Cultivator Feng's eyes instantly widened. His right hand made a grabbing motion, and the Profound Ice Sword flew into his hand. With his Golden Core Middle Period cultivation and status, he only used a middle-grade magic treasure, not to mention that the Profound Ice Sword was the best of the best in the High Grade Magic Treasure. Only the core disciples of the sect were equipped with this magic treasure!