"Young Master Zhang, your kung fu is really unfathomable."

While running, Wang Ziling sighed.

"You are not bad, and there has never been a hero like you in the people I have met."

Zhang Yuan smiled.

"Young Master Zhang is polite. Is Young Master Zhang also a body of spiritual roots?"

Wang Ziling suddenly asked curiously.

"Brother Wang, right?"

Zhang Yuan smiled.

"To be honest, I really got a spiritual energy that revived some time ago. I refined it into my body and increased my strength a lot, but I still couldn't compare with Young Master Zhang, so I guess Young Master Zhang's spiritual roots should be much stronger than mine."

Wang Ziling said.

"Are spiritual roots also divided into levels?"

Zhang Yuan showed a strange look.

“It is said to be divided.”

Wang Ziling nodded and said, "It seems to be divided into three levels: upper, middle and lower levels, but this is just a general statement. It is difficult to explain how to divide it specifically. Moreover, many ancient books deny this classification, but there are still some aristocratic families who like to divide it like this. According to this classification, I should be a middle and lower-grade spiritual root, what about Zhang Shaoxia?"

Zhang Yuan's eyes flashed.

Three grades: upper, middle, lower and third grade.

He became increasingly suspicious whether this was a world of cultivation.

"In the lower and middle grade spiritual roots."

Zhang Yuan smiled.

God's fucking spiritual roots.

The spiritual energy was revived some time ago, and he didn't even feel anything.

He has nothing at all.

"So Young Master Zhang is a middle-grade spiritual root. No wonder he is so powerful."

Wang Ziling overviewed.

"Brother Wang, are there many people with spiritual roots?"

Zhang Yuan asked curiously.

Wang Ziling thought and said, "According to what I know, there seem to be many. More than half of them are people with spiritual roots. The twelve golden men were restless a few days ago, and they all got a lot of benefits."

Zhang Yuan felt a sense of pressure again.

It was difficult to catch up with these people, and a wave of spiritual energy revived, so this person should not be chased back.

No, he has to work harder to kill monsters.

At least before the spiritual energy is revived, everyone must be pressed to the ground and rubbed.

The two of them rushed towards the distance at a very fast speed.

```

In the early morning of the next day, the two finally arrived at the Xiaofangshan Quarry.

There are endless barren mountains, endless, bare, and many stone houses are built in front of them, with many figures appearing.

These people are all employed by the Dajiang Gang, and are truly working people, each with thin bones and yawning.

In front of the quarry, thick wooden fences were firmly surrounded, surrounding the entire quarry.

Zhang Yuan and Wang Ziling looked up.

The area in front of me is extremely vast, divided into new and old areas. Some old areas in the distance have dilapidated buildings and rare figures, as if no one has been there for a long time.

Zhang Yuan directly visualized Cihang's wise eyes and looked at this area.

The world in front of me quickly became black and white, twisted and curved, and there was no green air.

Everything seems extremely normal.

He frowned slightly.

Did you really come to the wrong place?

That dream demon didn't escape here?

Zhang Yuan fell into thinking.

"Brother Zhang, let's go and take a look."

Wang Ziling proposed.

"good."

The two walked towards the quarry ahead.

It was early morning, and many disciples and working people from Dajiang Gang came to change shifts.

Some of the Dajiang Gang disciples who were in charge of the night watch seemed a little uneasy and anxious. After seeing the incense master coming, they immediately came over quickly.

"Sweet Lord, last night ```"

A disciple of Dajiang Gang looked pale and whispered in a hurry.

"Um?"

The incense master glanced at him majestic.

The disciple's heart was terrified and he immediately kept silent.

The people around him were even more nervous.

"Let's talk about anything when you have something to do."

The incense master said.

He was about 1.7 meters tall, with a dark face, short beard, and a long robe inlaid with gold. He was quite majestic among his disciples.

"Yes, the incense master."

Several disciples said nervously.

When Zhang Yuan and Wang Ziling came, they all felt a sense of emotion and looked at each other tacitly.

They were very clear-headed and even though they were far apart, they still heard the disciple's words clearly.

What seems to be happening to this disciple?

“Go to ask.”

Zhang Yuan whispered.

The two quickly walked into the quarry.

"Station, two young heroes, this is the important place of the Dajiang Gang, please step down."

Several Dajiang Gang disciples who were guarding here stopped him.

"In the lower prince, there is a relative working here. I want to go in and see him. I wonder if several of them can do it?"

Wang Ziling bowed.

"Prince Ling?"

Several young disciples of the Dajiang Gang changed slightly.

This name sounds very familiar.

They glanced at Wang Ziling's outfit, and suddenly a man looked shocked and said in a lost voice: "But ``` Is it Wang Shaoxia 'Bai Hong Guanri'?"

"I dare not take it."

Wang Ziling bowed.

Several young disciples of the Dajiang Gang were gasping for air.

The fourteenth person list, Bai Hong Guanri Prince Ling!

He actually came here.

"I've seen Young Master Wang!"

"Wait for a moment, I'll go and call Master Xiang."

They huddled.

Immediately, a man ran quickly into the quarry and whispered in the short incense master's ear.

Although his voice was weak, Zhang Yuan and Wang Ziling could still hear it clearly.

After a moment.
To be continued...