Starting from the martial arts world, Gan became a true master of martial arts.

Chapter 502 Getting rich

A blessed land, a settlement somewhere.

In the huge cave on the mountain wall, there were many natives of Fudi with snow-white skin. They were all half-kneeling respectfully facing the depths of the cave. Beside each of them was a basket woven from tree roots, which was filled with various minerals that had been excavated.

They all live underground and are originally the lower class among the natives of the blessed land. Every once in a while, the natives of the blessed land on the surface will come to collect the ore.

At this time, dozens of men in white robes were standing in front of the passage deep in the cave.

"Your Excellency!"

A figure appeared in the passage ahead, and the leading man hurriedly saluted respectfully.

"How is the harvest of holy stones this year?"

The figure appeared, it was an old man in a white coat, standing with his hands behind his back, facing the group of people kneeling and bowing below, without any arrogance or indifference on his face.

The old man was surrounded by a powerful aura, and he was obviously a true upper-level warrior. He seemed to be afraid that his powerful pressure would affect others, so he tried his best to control the release of his aura.

"Reporting to Master, we are now thousands of feet underground. The evil aura in the crystal ore is increasing, so mining is much more difficult than before."

"Pure holy stones are becoming less and less, and the methods taught by the ancestors are becoming increasingly difficult to remove the evil spirits from the holy stones."

The leading man looked respectful, his tone full of helplessness.

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The man waved his hand, and soon someone behind him took out a brown stone from the basket beside him and handed it to the old man.

The earthy brown stone is exactly the black crystal that is extremely attractive to the warriors of Kyushu. This kind of stone is found underground in the blessed land and is extremely difficult to mine.

"Well, there are indeed more impurities!"

The old man took the black crystal in his hand, put two fingers of his right hand together, and as a pure white tassel flowed out, it instantly covered the entire black crystal.

Soon, the layer of impurities on the surface of the black crystal was removed, revealing the extremely gorgeous core. However, within the core, there was a faint black mist flowing, as if a drop of ink had been dropped into clean water, greatly destroying the beauty.

Looking at the black mist gently floating in the black crystal, the old man frowned slightly and his expression became gradually solemn.

He looked at the leading man in the crowd and said slowly, "Since the ominous aura under the mine is strong, we will slow down the excavation for the time being. It won't be too late to speed up the mining after the ancestor finds a new solution."

"Seeing that everyone has a good harvest, the ancestor has specially approved 30,000 high-quality spiritual fruits this year. Everyone should practice hard, and when you successfully break through the upper realm, you can leave this underground."

“Thirty thousand high-quality spiritual fruits!”

"Then do we all have a chance to fight?"

After the old man finished speaking, some people in the crowd looked up with joy, their eyes filled with excitement and enthusiasm.

As the natives of this blessed land, although their birthplace determines the environment in which they live, as long as they work hard at practicing, they still have the opportunity to change all of this.

However, those pioneers who had already changed their lives through spiritual practice did not block this road to heaven, but instead continued to search for more convenient ways.

Therefore, in this blessed land, although everyone is divided into different classes, there is no oppression as it should be.

After a brief noise from the crowd, the old man pulled the leading man and whispered, "The passage outside the boundary is open again. They are coming."

Hearing these words, many people's faces changed and their hearts trembled.

"Have they arrived yet?" the leading man asked in a serious tone with a complicated expression.

The old man nodded and whispered, "Don't go down to the mine for the time being. They are all here for the holy stone. If we don't mine, our losses will be less."

"Sir, you have already made a lot of plans. We can only hope that these outsiders don't go berserk this year."

They don't particularly care about the life and death of these indigenous people living underground, and they have no way of caring, but if they were slaughtered in large numbers, it would not be a good thing for them.

Every year, they need to mine the holy stones needed for the training of the warriors on the ground. Today was not the originally scheduled day to collect the holy stones, but precisely because the passage outside the boundary was opened, they had to go ahead with the mining.

After collecting all the holy stones, the old man distributed the spiritual fruits he brought this time, and then walked into the passage under the gaze of countless people.

After sending the other party away, the leading man quickly gathered many people and began to discuss how to deal with the invasion of outsiders next.

After entering the passage, the old man began to travel through the interconnected underground caves.

In the past, after coming underground to collect the holy stones, he would go down into the mine himself to take a look. However, now was the time when outsiders were invading, and the underground was full of dangers.

Moreover, the holy stone he carried was the most needed thing on earth, but it could also bring disaster to himself, so he dared not stay for even a moment.

But sometimes, the more you worry about something, the more likely you are to encounter it.

Just after he passed through a narrow passage, he suddenly stopped and his pair of pupils as black as stone suddenly shrank.

In the passage a hundred meters away opposite him, three figures appeared at some point, and they seemed to be stunned when they saw him.

At the same time, the hairs on his body suddenly stood up, and cold sweat broke out from every pore on his back.

In just a moment of distraction, the old man's body began to glow blue, and the vast spiritual energy in his body was mobilized, and he was ready to escape.

However, the three figures on the opposite side didn't seem to have any intention of killing him as soon as they met.

He just looked at me quietly from afar, and a terrifying sense of oppression spread silently, filling the old man's body.

"Looking at the clothes, it should be from the ground."

There was a mixture of surprise and joy on Zi Donglai's face.

They had just come out of a cave, and after gaining a black crystal, they gained nothing since then.

I was walking aimlessly in the underground passage, and was quite surprised to encounter the natives from the ground.

Fang Xuan glanced at the other person casually. Along the way, he also heard Zidong talk about many methods of identifying the natives of the blessed land.

At this moment, he narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at the old man opposite him, and whispered: "The things in your bag should be black crystals, right?"

Fang Xuan naturally couldn't see what was hidden inside the tiny crystal, but there was an aura in the black crystal that was extremely similar to that of evil spirits.

Hearing this, Zi Donglai licked his lips, slowly took off the huge broadsword on his back, squinted his eyes and looked at the old man opposite, and said with emotion:

"I heard that every time a channel is opened, they will collect all the black crystals mined underground and transport them to the surface."

"Brother Fang, Brother Lingxi, it seems we are going to get rich this time!"

(End of this chapter)