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Chapter 390: I am the descendant of Chen Tuan's ancestors(1/3)

"Ancestor, this is it."

A few days later.

Zhang Heng rode a black and white pattern to chase the flying bears in the mountains, and followed the immortal official to the entrance of a mine.

Enter the eyes.

This place has been guarded by Taoist soldiers, and strong winds blow out from the cave. Not to mention ordinary people, even true immortals are shaken by the blow, and the immortal light is dim.

If you are an ordinary person who has not become an immortal, you may be in great danger just by approaching it, let alone entering it.

"Ancestor."

"According to investigation, this is a small floating stone mine, and there are also some fairy stones that can be traded."

"Not to mention Immortal Stone, it is the main trading currency in the Immortal World."

"As for floating sky stones, most of them are used to build heavenly palaces. They are the main material for building heavenly palaces."

"A heavenly palace built with this kind of stone can stay in the Nine Heavens for a long time, so its value has always been high. Even though this is just a small mine, when it is mined, the output value created will be at least one billion immortal stones."

As the Immortal Official spoke, he did not forget to compliment Zhang Heng: "That's you, if it were anyone else, the Jade Ax Patriarch would definitely not give it to you."

Fairy stones are precious.

For these true immortals who come to mine, their daily salary is only twelve immortal stones.

Sleepless and restless.

It would take a true immortal 220,000 years to work day and night to earn this billion immortal stones.

As we all know.

If a true immortal lives ten thousand years, how can he have 220,000 years to spare?

To be blunt, let alone real immortals, they are immortals. After a lifetime of hard work, it is hard to say whether they can save one billion immortal stones.

After all, no one can make money without spending it.

Such a small mineral vein is enough to support the expenses of a family of immortals, and it is very likely that the family will give birth to another immortal.

"good."

"With this mineral vein, all my immortal ladies will finally be able to survive from hunger."

Zhang Heng said as he spoke.

While going into the mine with Cui Xianguan, he was going to take a look inside.

"White-haired old weirdo, isn't this a good job?"

"Hehe, you old bastard is really interesting. If you get twelve immortal stones every day, we will make a lot of money."

"That's right, other mines only give you ten yuan. With such good treatment, I really want to work there for the rest of my life, hehehe..."

Entered the mine.

Zhang Heng heard someone whispering.

Look up.

One of the two has white hair all over his body, and the other has messy hair.

The white-haired old monster has an evil look on his face, while the mixed-haired Taoist has a righteous face.

The two of them looked very familiar.

Maybe he ascended from one place to the next, and when he was in the lower realm, he might still be the leader of the good and evil factions.

There are many such things.

In the lower realm, they fight each other to death.

But once you get here, you can see everything, and you can even support each other to make a living.

Talk about good and evil, right and wrong.

It's all just passing by. Instead of thinking about that, it's better to earn more immortal stones and strive to rebuild the sect in the earthly immortal world.

By the time.

The ascended disciples and disciples no longer have to suffer the grievance of being wild monks.

"Old weirdo with white hair, look, I dug up another floating stone. This one is as big as a watermelon."

"Oh, it's really big. You must have exceeded today's mining task. You might even get a reward."

"Easy to say, if I get a reward, I'll treat you to a drink of fairy brew."

The two encouraged each other.

Working very hard.

Zhang Heng watched silently, feeling extremely relieved.

In this war of exploitation and exploitation.

He should be considered a relatively benevolent exploiter. Look at how happy they are smiling and how satisfied they are.

"It's a shift change, it's a shift change."

There is strong wind blowing in the mine.

Even in the realm of true immortals, one cannot stay here for a long time. They usually change shifts every three hours.

The monks who have been replaced will rest outside the cave entrance for a while.

Take some elixirs to restore your mana and adjust your state.

Otherwise, if you rely solely on force, the immortal light will be blown away and the immortal soul will be extinguished in serious cases. Even if you are a true immortal for a time, your death will be imminent.

"Why don't you go out and take a rest?"

Zhang Heng took a quick look.

The thirty or forty true immortals who mined floating stones in the mine have all left and been taken over by another group of people.

Only one person remained unmoved, gritted his teeth, took the elixir, and continued to mine the ore against the strong wind.

"This is my Patriarch Zhang Heng of the Maoshan Sect."

"Be smart, I'm asking you something."

See middle-aged people and ignore them.

Cui Xianguan's face turned cold, and the aura of the immortal in his body was released.

"Go up, go up to the immortal."

"I was a little distracted just now and didn't hear you."

The middle-aged man came back to his senses and showed a smile that was uglier than crying: "Xiaoxian has a daughter who was originally a proud daughter of heaven. Unexpectedly, she was harmed by others and was poisoned by lethargy. Now she can only claim her own title and wait for me.

Rescue, Xiaoxian has no ability, he can’t save her, so he can only earn some more fairy stones and want to find a medicine fairy to treat the child."

Don't wait for Zhang Heng to answer.

Cui Xianguan from the group then whispered: "Grandmaster, it's enough to just listen to these words. Take the eighty or so mining immortals in this mine as an example. Pull them out and ask them. Which one of them is unhappy?"

Grievances do not come first when you want to express your feelings and shed tears. Such people can only blame themselves for their bad fate and cannot sympathize with them."

Hear this.

It is rare for middle-aged people to be angry.

But he didn't dare to argue with Cui Xianguan, because he really needed this job with two more immortal stones. He could only mutter: "My daughter is really a beautiful girl from heaven, and she has the qualifications to become an immortal."

"Okay, okay."

"As a parent, no one hopes that their children will succeed."

"I have a daughter and I say the same thing."

"But the fact is, only people like us, Patriarch Zhang, have the qualifications to become immortals."

"Your daughter, she can't do it, she has no life."

Cui Xianguan sneered.

He thought that he had heard this kind of thing a lot. When the immortal sect accepted disciples, those who were driven down the mountain didn't shout that they had the qualifications to become immortals.

Immortal.

Everyone, do you know what an immortal is?

True immortals, earthly immortals, and heavenly immortals.

He can only be regarded as an ordinary immortal.

Going up, to Luotian Shangxian, there is this title of Shangxian.

As for the Great Immortal, that is even more remarkable.

If you are not bragging, only Daluo Jinxian can be revered as a great immortal, even if you are Taiyi Jinxian.
To be continued...
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