Heaven Devouring Immortal Emperor

Ah? Zuo Shuxin was stunned. He had said so much just now, but this young man in front of him really didn't care about money. He still wanted so many things before he died. Anyway, it was useless for him to keep them. He might as well give them to him. Therefore, he handed over three jade slips and over ten pieces of grade three forging materials. Naturally, Feng Yimo wouldn't be angry. He smiled and accepted the jade slips.    

    

"By the way, senior, this place is called Tu Zhong Shan. I think this mountain is real. The stones are real too!" Feng Yimo picked up a stone and looked at it. It felt very comfortable and he asked.    

    

Zuo Shuxin smiled bitterly. "This mountain is real. It is as if it is real. It's just that the ancestor put it into the painting with great magic. I forgot to tell you some bad news. After entering the mountain, we need to work hard to dig out the ore veins in the mountain. This is the place to banish the disciples of Zuo Family who have broken the rules. "    

    

Hmm? Feng Yimo was stunned. There really was a mineral vein?    

    

"Why aren't the two of you here yet? Are you looking for a fight?" Following a shout, a figure suddenly appeared not far away. He waved a whip in his hand and shouted arrogantly.    

    

Although his cultivation base was sealed, Feng Yimo still had the Qi Watching Technique. He could tell that this man was merely a Foundation Establishment Late Period warrior with just a glance. Clearly, he was the manager of Tu Zhong Mountain. If it wasn't for the fact that he was worried about Zuo Shaan, he would have released his Red and Black to kill this man. His spiritual sea was sealed, and the Divine Sense was still there. The Storage Bag and the spirit beast bag were still there. Perhaps it was because he didn't want to go too far, but Zuo Shaan didn't take everything from the two of them.    

    

"We're coming, we're coming!" Feng Yimo pulled Zuo Shuxin and the two of them walked towards a cave. Another cultivator walked out of the cave, but he was only at the mid Foundation Establishment stage. All the prisoners here had their cultivation sealed, so Foundation Establishment disciples could control the situation.    

    

"Yo, isn't this Young Master Shuxin? Why did he come to this place where rabbits don't shit? This lowly one greets you!" Foundation Establishment Cultivator, who came out later, recognized Zuo Shuxin at a glance and pretended to be surprised. Then, he pretended to bow and extended his leg. Zuo Shuxin tripped on his right leg and was caught off guard. Zuo Shuxin fell to the ground with a plop and was in a sorry state.    

    

The middle stage Foundation Establishment cultivator laughed. "How could Young Master Shuxin be so careless? Where did he show off at that time? I heard your father died and lost his backing. Have you lost your power? Otherwise, why would you come to this place? Thinking back, back then, I, Zuo Long, am also He is a character, but he was sent here by you. I didn't think that the cycle of justice would allow you to fall into my hands!"    

    

The cultivator gritted his teeth and kicked Zuo Shuxin away. It hurt so much that he arched his body into the shape of a prawn.    

    

"Someone, give him a hoe and a basket. Other people have to work two hundred kilograms of ore every day. If he can't complete the mission, you are not allowed to feed him!" Zuo Long shouted.    

    

"Yes!" The whip wielding cultivator immediately took out a broken hoe and a bamboo basket. Then, he picked up Zuo Shuxin and threw him into the hole.    

    

"Who are you?" Zuo Shuxin asked. Why haven't I seen you before?" Zuo Long dismissed Zuo Shuxin and looked at Feng Yimo.    

    

Feng Yimo waved his hand casually. "Hello, Big Brother. I'm not a disciple of the Zuo Family. I was running errands for someone and was misunderstood by your family. I didn't know why they sent me here, so they sent me here. ... ""    

    

I don't care who you are. Hurry up and get to work! " Zuo Long didn't hear Feng Yimo finish. He grabbed his collar and threw him into the hole.    

    

The hole was very deep. It was dozens of feet deep. Feng Yimo glided for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn before he reached the ground. The sound of mining came from inside. He had just landed when someone handed him a hoe and a bamboo basket. "100 kilograms of ore a day. There is no food for one or two kilograms missing."    

    

"Oh, got it!" Feng Yimo replied. He picked up the hoe and bamboo basket and walked inside.    

    

The entire mine was more than 30 meters tall. The surroundings were almost dug out. They needed to go inside. This was a muddock stone mine, and it was a grade two refining material. Ordinary middle-grade spirit artifacts were refined from refined steel and muddock stones, and the demand for it was extremely high.    

    

However, Sludge Dock was very hard, and it was very difficult to mine it when it was fused into the ore. Therefore, the mission quantity of one hundred pounds was determined.    

    

Feng Yimo roughly counted and found that there were more than two hundred miners inside. Each of them carried one hundred kilograms of mission a day, and the amount was twenty thousand kilograms a day. The amount was not small at all.    

    

He found a remote place and began to dig with a hoe.    

    

The hoe was made of Profound Iron Essence. When it was chiseled into the sludge mine, sparks flew in all directions. If he did not have great strength, he would not have been able to hold it and would have left.    

    

He dug hard for a while, but only managed to dig out a fist-sized piece, which weighed six or seven kilograms. Just as he put it into the bamboo basket, a person scuttled past him and grabbed it. He stuffed it into his own bamboo basket and said in a muffled voice, "Newcomer, don't you know the rules here? The ores on the first day all need to be supplied!"    

    

Feng Yimo looked at the person who came. He saw that the person was twenty feet tall, big and round. One of his arms was thicker than his thigh, like a black bear. He smiled and said, "I really have never heard of this broken rule."    

    

"Hehe, kid. Now that I've told you, do you remember it clearly? At night, you must pay me 100 catties of ore!" The black bear flaunted its fist and said.    

    

Feng Yimo curled his lips and suddenly kicked the black bear in the stomach. His body, which weighed more than two hundred kilograms, was sent flying by his kick and fell into the pile of rocks.    

    

The black bear crawled up with a wail. Its eyes were red. It threw the bamboo basket and pounced at Feng Yimo. "F * ck your ancestors!"    

    

Feng Yimo's face darkened. Fighting was fine, but the other party insulted him. He could not accept it. He jumped up and threw a punch. Bang! The punch landed on the black bear's face. "I told you to scold me! I must knock out all of your teeth!" As he spoke, a few consecutive punches landed on the black bear's face, causing blood to splatter everywhere. After a few punches, the black bear knelt down and begged for mercy: "Good man, I was wrong. Stop hitting, stop hitting!"    

    

Although Feng Yimo's spirit energy was sealed, his entire body was still strong, and his body was tough. Even ordinary high-grade spirit artifacts could not injure him, so how could he be a mere fatty? He took a step back and shook off the blood on his hand. "Do you still dare to snatch the ore?"    

    

"I don't dare, I don't dare anymore!" The black bear waved its hand repeatedly, opened its mouth, spat out four or five teeth, picked up its bamboo basket, and fled as if it was fleeing.    

    

The two miners on the side saw Feng Yimo was so fierce and beat away the infamous black bear. They hurriedly hid far away, afraid that Feng Yimo would snatch their ore.    

    

Because of his great strength, Feng Yimo dug up enough ore in half a day's time. Then he sat cross-legged to rest and check the condition of his body.    

    

Zuo Shaan's technique was nothing more than to use a spirit sealing restriction to seal his spirit sea and let his spirit energy circulate. Feng Yimo clearly saw that a spirit sealing restriction had sealed his spirit sea in the sea of spirit sea in his dantian. No one else could remove this spirit sealing restriction, but it was not a problem for him.    

    

He saw that Zuo Shaan had sealed his spiritual sea with a spiritual seal. Seeing that there was no one else around, Feng Yimo ordered the Spirit Devouring Silkworm to start devouring the spirit sealing restriction. As soon as the restriction was broken, his cultivation base would recover.    

    

Apart from that, he also needed to figure out how to get out of Tuzhong Mountain. The recovery of his cultivation base was only the first step, but he could not let the manager discover it. Otherwise, if he attracted Zuo Shaan's attention, he would definitely be captured again, or even killed.