Chapter 324 Mine

"Tsk, tsk, it seems I'm still too kind to you. Someone wants to play a trick."

The guard said, walking through the crowd amidst the laughter of his companions, and walked up to the bald man.

He first slowly took out a brand-new neck ring magic weapon and put it on the strong man. Then he forcibly opened his mouth and stuffed a pill inside. Then he walked over to the strong bald man with his collar. On the side, he was tied to the mast of the flying boat, and the dagger was hanging on the side of the strong man.

Under the influence of the elixir, the wounds on the strong man's body healed quickly, but at this time, the dagger would automatically activate and open a dozen more wounds, which would then heal again.

Under the scorching sun, a lot of sweat broke out on the strong man's body, which flowed into the wound from time to time, and the sting was unbearable. This was repeated over and over again, to the point where the strong man was tortured to the point of death.

When the monks and prisoners saw this scene, they all felt sad.

"You have seen his fate. I advise you all to be honest, otherwise, the mast will still be empty!" The guard snorted coldly and threatened.

Everyone was silent, and the mortal prisoners behind them lowered their heads, not even daring to take another look.

Zuo Qinghui watched all this with cold eyes, knowing that this was just a trap deliberately set by the guards, hoping to lure out the leader and kill the chicken to scare the monkeys.

The airship continued to move forward, flying over the sand sea. After an unknown amount of time, it suddenly saw a large black smoke filling the air in the distance. The airship stopped and slowly landed on the ground.

The guards shouted, ordered the prisoners to get up, and stepped off the flying boat one by one.

At the same time, they also put down the dying bald man hanging on the mast, fed him an unknown pill, and then called two prisoners to help and drag the strong man away.

What appeared in front of everyone was a bronze gate standing on the sand dune. As the guards stepped forward, the gate was rumbled open, and two foundation-building monks wearing jet black robes walked out.

One of the dark-skinned middle-aged men glanced at the prisoners with neck rings, frowned and complained to the one-horned man who was walking away at the front.

"Senior Brother Fang, there are a lot fewer monks this time. Elder Hai may be unhappy."

"Something happened on the way. Let's make do with these people." The one-horned man's voice sounded a little irritable.

"I'll leave this to Elder Hai to explain. Not long ago, someone from the sect came and said that something happened in the Western Region. They are in urgent need of Flame Scale Mine to prepare for war, so they have increased the monthly share of the mine. There are not enough manpower, and the old man was angry about this just now," the swarthy middle-aged man said.

Zuo Qinghui was among the crowd at the back and seemed to be thinking about something when he heard their conversation.

Flame Scale Ore is a special kind of spiritual ore that looks like fish scales. It contains a large amount of fire spiritual energy, but it is extremely chaotic and cannot be used to refine ordinary magic weapons. However, it can be used to refine a kind of magic weapon called "Liaoyuan Fire". Special magic weapon.

This magical weapon is somewhat similar to the Heart-Splitting Thunder. It is also a one-time consumption magical weapon.

It's just that it's much weaker than the Heart-Splitting Thunder. After being thrown, it will form a sea of ​​fire, which is equivalent to a blow from a monk in the early stage of foundation building. And because the refining method is not a secret, the major sects in the Central Plains have more or less We will keep some in reserve for emergencies.

However, the mining of Flame Scale Ore is particularly troublesome. It can cause explosions if you are not careful, and the fire aura contained in it will also cause a lot of damage to the body of the miner. Mortals cannot bear it at all, so it can only be mined by monks. .

As for the captured mortals, they were arranged to mine other mineral deposits in the mine.

Yuan Ming's body had previously possessed Ulu by burning incense, and found that although he was in the mine, he did not behave strangely. He did not know whether he was performing a mission or was really trapped in it, but he found that he was trapped. The mortals and monks among them all lived in darkness, praying to escape.

For him, if he could do something for these people to convince them, it would be a good way to collect wishes, which would help him practice the Ming Yue Jue.

The swarthy middle-aged man in front of the gate roughly took stock of the number of monks and mortals who were sent, and then called a few guard disciples from the Qi Refining Stage to bring them in, while the one-horned man and others stayed outside.

As you enter the passage behind the gate, there are many Guiyuan Sect disciples who have cultivated in the Qi Refining Period stationed and patrolling. There are also several green wolves about ten feet tall tied to the exit, wearing special leather armor and even iron armor on their heads and necks. Protection, it looks heavily guarded.

Seeing the crowd approaching, the green wolves immediately bared their teeth and let out low hoarse roars from their throats. They crouched low and their muscles tensed up, as if they were ready to attack at any time. Fortunately, the monks and prisoners were fine, but the mortals' faces were already pale with fear. Many people even had their legs trembling.

After the guard disciples on the side comforted him, the green wolf stopped looking like he was choosing people to devour.

Zuo Qinghui and others followed the guards through the passage, and the scene in front of them suddenly became clear. It was an underground cavity with an unusually large area.

There are densely packed stone houses and short buildings neatly arranged near the passage, and the people inside are monks in black robes. Near the middle is the only four-story building with a simple and elegant shape. The top floor is surrounded by four walls. The transparent pavilion structure allows a panoramic view of the entire void.

Zuo Qinghui's soul felt vaguely aware that someone seemed to be looking at the high building at this time, but when he looked up, he didn't see anyone.

The guard disciple did not stay here for long, and soon brought a group of prisoners to the open space at the other end of the cave.

This is a huge mine. Zuo Qinghui swept his eyes and found that the entire mine was in the shape of a huge fan, sloping downward, like a steep hillside. Tents made of cloth leaned against the earth wall and stone slope, densely packed together, there were thousands of them, this environment was a few points worse than the Black Soil Square, it seemed to be the residence of the prisoners.

On the opposite stone wall, you can see the entrances and exits of the mines of different sizes. From a distance, it looks like a huge hornet's nest. Inside, you can see people with naked upper bodies swinging iron hammers to hit the iron pick embedded in the cracks of the stone, breaking the huge rocks into small pieces.

At the exit at the bottom, there were also miserable-looking miners, carrying baskets of light yellow ore in baskets, coming out from inside.

These people dumped the ore they carried out on the transport carts waiting outside the cave entrance, and without stopping for a moment, they turned around and went back into the mine.

The carts full of ore were pulled by another group of skinny miners and transported to several stone houses at the other end of the open space.

On one of the stone houses, there was a tall black chimney, which was directly connected to the stone wall at the top of the hollow. I think it should be the place where ore is smelted. As for the black smoke caused by smelting, it was naturally discharged outside the hollow.

In the mine, there was a high platform built almost every distance, and there were two or three Guiyuan Sect disciples guarding on each platform, overlooking every corner of the entire mine.

In each area, there were guards walking back and forth, and there were also people who looked like supervisors, patrolling back and forth with a long whip in their hands. If they saw a miner who was a little slack, they would go up and whip him.

The long whip with thorns can tear clothes and make people's skin and flesh bloody with just one blow. Those who dare to shout will definitely be punished more severely.

In addition to these mortal miners, the guards on the monk miners are even more strict.

The monks with collars on their necks are in groups of ten. The first eight hold special magic weapons that look like rakes, and the last two carry baskets on their backs, which are filled with palm-sized, scale-like fiery red ores.

Behind them, there will be a monk supervisor in a light gray robe who will monitor them at all times to prevent them from making any moves in secret.

Under the leadership of the unicorn man and others, Zuo Qinghui and other imprisoned monks were separated and taken into a barracks. The monks sitting inside registered their names one by one, and then ordered them to stand in a row.

The cultivator made hand gestures and pointed at his forehead. A crack appeared between his eyebrows, and a vertical snake pupil emerged from it. A purple light flew out of the snake pupil and swept over Zuo Qinghui and others.

Soon, the purple light disappeared, and the snake pupil returned to the cultivator's flesh. He turned his head and said to the guarding disciple beside him.

"We have checked them all. They don't have any storage magic tools on them. Now the mine is short of people. Don't send this batch to Elder Hai. Let me see... Zhu Si, Shen Mangxing and Chen Shang are all short of people. Send them a message now and ask them to come back from the mine and pick up the people here."

Soon, the three people the cultivator mentioned came in from outside. They exchanged pleasantries with the cultivators in the room, and then looked at Zuo Qinghui and others with eyes like they were selecting goods.

"Junior Sister Zhu has a great need, and her subordinates are prone to death. These three strong ones should be given to Junior Sister." A male cultivator with a mustache and a wretched face said.

"Haha, these should be given to Senior Brother Chen. After all, I heard that one of your subordinates was played crazy by you. Now the mine is short of manpower. You have to control your temper. If you can't pay your share again, it will be difficult to explain to Elder Hai." The one called Zhu Si is a female cultivator with a mean face. After hearing what the mustache said, she immediately retorted.

The two seemed to be humble, but in fact they both wanted to take the strong one into their pockets. Only the middle-aged man with a simple face was left, watching the verbal confrontation between the two without saying a word.

In the end, Zhu Si and Chen Shang divided up the stronger ones among the cultivators, and the remaining ones, who were either thin or old, were thrown to Shen Mangxing who didn't say a word.

Although Zuo Qinghui had changed his appearance, his body and bones still looked like an old man, which was the type that Zhu Si and Chen Shang looked down upon, so he was naturally assigned to Shen Mangxing.

So Zuo Qinghui and the other two thin monks followed Shen Mangxing out of the barracks, and then saw that there were already six monks with neck rings waiting outside.

They were both men and women, either old or thin, and quite similar to Zuo Qinghui and the other two.