Journey to the West, one of the fist saints

Chapter 192 Black taro paste (bone)
When the three of them returned, Xuanzang was already waiting in the RV, "Wukong, there is still a local woodcutter trapped in the chain cave of Zheyue Mountain in Yinwu Mountain, go and rescue him, and then come back quickly and start on the road!"

"Yes, Master! My old grandson will come whenever he goes!"

In just three breaths, Monkey King has come back, took out a glass of red wine brewed in the refrigerator for himself, and tasted it carefully.

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Tianyun Skeleton Realm, Kamu River Mine, No. 118 Mine.

After Jiang No. 1.2 completely refined the pile of bones, his figure grew another ten centimeters, reaching about [-] meters, and a ninth black line appeared on his ribs.

With just such a short time of effort, he has reached the 9th level of black iron!
After training, Jiang No. [-] took out the pickaxe and started beating on one side of the mine.

He intends to finish today's task as soon as possible, and see if he can directly cultivate to the bronze level and leave the mine in the remaining time. After all, there are more opportunities in the outside world.

Although there is a strong breath of undead here, he feels that after the level is high, the time required to practice until the breakthrough becomes longer and longer, so he wants to use the remaining time to practice after completing the task.

"Ding ding ding dong..."

The ore is extremely hard, and unskilled new miners are likely to be injured by the force of the shock. If they can dig a basket in a morning, it is considered relatively fast.

For Jiang No. 9, who has reached Black Iron Level [-], mining is relatively easy, and the speed is much faster than other miners.

In less than two hours, Jiang No. [-] had dug out three baskets of ore, picked up one basket and walked out of the cave, leaving the rest of the ore in place.

Because this is the depth of the mine, new miners rarely come to such a deep place to mine.

When walking through the cave with a basket of ore on his back, he was seen by other miners, and most of them were very curious.

"How did this dwarf miner dig a basket so quickly? I haven't even dug half of it!"

"Strange, is this dwarf born to be a material for mining?"

The spirit fires of the skeletons kept fluctuating, and they pointed at Jiang No. [-], because the fastest among them dug less than half of the basket, and this thin dwarf could dig a basket so quickly. There must be something tricky in it.

After leaving the mine, he directly poured his basket of ore into the mine cart.

Gerald ticked the number [-] in the notebook used for recording, and a strange fluctuation came from the soul fire.

"It's really weird, how could this little guy dig faster than those old miners?"

Although Gerald was a little curious in his heart, it didn't stop there. Is it possible to go in and ask if the mining is going to happen soon?
He is a bronze rank skeleton, so he doesn't need to care about such trivial matters at all.

Jiang Yihao returned to the distance along the marker with the empty pannier on his back, sat cross-legged, and continued to practice.

The breath of undead around was very strong, and this feeling made Jiang Yihao feel a little familiar.

"It seems that when the deity was in the Niegu world, the aura of the law of life was exposed between the heaven and the earth. Although the aura of the law of this world cannot be sensed, the aura of the undead is also extremely naked. Could it be that this world also has a level of law? God's fetish came here?"

This thought flashed in Jiang Yihao's forehead, and the soul fire in the skull returned to calm, silently running the white bones refining formula.

Dead silence, cold, lifeless...

All kinds of breaths came in one after another, which not only did not make Jiang Yihao feel disgusted, but felt cold all over his body, which was very comfortable.

Jiang No. [-] was immersed in the state of cultivation, and the time passed in a flash, and it soon approached noon.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

The ear-piercing sound of gold and iron clashing sounded, and Jiang No. [-] withdrew from his cultivation state.

The voice reminded them that it was time to eat. Jiang Yihao was also very curious about how the skeletons ate, so he followed everyone out of the mine.

A wooden cart came outside with a large drum filled with a black mud-like substance.

The new miners lined up to get a bowl of that kind of black mud at the front, and No. [-] Jiang also got a bowl.

As for the smell, he can't smell it. Only by cultivating to the level of the black knight can he be able to produce flesh and blood and produce a sense of taste.

"This is the black taro paste produced in the Valley of Death. It can be directly smeared on the skull to restore soul power, or it can be applied to other parts for absorption, so as to restore injuries or strengthen the body!" Gerald told everyone. After the skeleton introduced it, the new miners knew how to use it.

After all, these skeletons with low qualifications must have no inherited memory, and they are blind to new things.

Jiang Yihao looked at the cow dung-like thing in the bowl, and felt a little apprehensive, but he still wiped some of it on the top of his head, wanting to try what it would be like to eat with a skeleton.

A coolness hit the head, slowly recovering the soul power consumed by mining.

There is a strange sense of satisfaction welling up in my heart, but it is different from actually eating.

Jiang Yihao directly smeared the remaining black taro paste on his arms, which was also a cool feeling, and the hardness of the bones was increased very slowly, but the speed was extremely slow, and it was not as fast as his physical strength during cultivation.

Immediately, Jiang Yihao lost interest in the so-called eating, and he could even practice non-stop to maintain his own needs.

No way, skeletons are so easy to feed!
Jiang Yihao saw that everyone was still enjoying some disgusting black taro paste, so he returned to the mine directly with a backpack on his back.

Afterwards, he recited the remaining two baskets of ore twice. This move surprised everyone, and they all became curious about this little guy who mined extremely fast.

Those who are interested have noticed that Jiang Yihao's height has changed a little. Although it is only about ten centimeters, it still makes those who are interested in imagination run wild.

After work at night, everyone dragged their tired bodies back to their caves.

As for the three miners who disappeared, Gerald didn't care. Mine collapses happen every moment, and the death of one or two skeletons won't attract his attention.

As for escaping from the Kamuhe Mine, it was even more impossible. There were heavy guards outside, and there was a metal evil spirit in the mine that could corrode the soul power at any time, so there was nowhere to hide.

Jiang No. [-] just changed to another place to continue his practice. The blood-red moonlight in the sky was a bit eerie, sprinkled on the Yeli Mountains, and dead-wing bats the size of a pot cover would come out to hunt at night.

Gerald, the supervisor, reminded them not to come out for a stroll at night, otherwise they would be easily spotted by the deathwing bats wandering in the air. The black iron skeleton could not resist this creature at all, and would be caught in the air to absorb the soul fire.

There is also a bone-swallowing owl with a size of seven or eight meters that will appear at night, and even a bronze skull will be very dangerous.

Through the window, one could see that the ground outside was covered with a faint red glow, like blood, and Jiang Yihao was immersed in the state of cultivation, speechless all night.

(End of this chapter)