Chapter 78 Picture Stone
These miners who have committed crimes are nothing in Yu Bao's eyes. In addition, with the black dragon scissors in his hand, Yu Bao can't help but regard these incompetent miners as ants. It was also because of his ruthless attacks that the miners below were looking for Lu Xiaotian with trepidation and at the same time, they also stayed away from Yu Bao.
Nearly a year has passed, and Yu Bao has achieved nothing except injuring Lu Xiaotian twice. Yu Bao suddenly remembered that the two-year period with Qian Dali was coming soon, and he had to leave the Heishui Village Mine in frustration.
Qinglian Peak, Qian Dali listened expressionlessly to Yu Bao’s dictation of his experiences in the Heishui Village Mine over the past two years.
Yu Bao's mouth was dry as he talked. He was just talking about how complex the terrain in the Heishui Village mine was and how many mine tunnels there were. How cunning Lu Xiaotian is.
"In that case, then return the black dragon shears, and you should step back first." Qian Dali finally said something after being silent for a long time, although he also knew that what Yu Bao said was true. Thousands of dollars were thrown into the mine. People can't make a big wave. It's really difficult to find someone who wants to hide. Not to mention Yu Bao, a Qi Refining monk, even he has gone in before and found nothing. It's just that after more than two years, Qian Dali was unhappy with such a useless result. However, he was about to go out, and he had no time to waste on Lu Xiaotian, a Qi refining monk.
Qian Dali stretched out his hand, and the black dragon scissors flew out from Yu Bao's body.
Yu Bao was full of reluctance, and most of the pleasure he felt in killing other miners and leering at them in the mine was based on this pair of black dragon scissors. Otherwise, Lu Xiaotian’s magic talismans would be enough for him to drink a pot. It's just that the black dragon shears are not his after all. No matter how reluctant you are to give up, there is nothing you can do.
What Yu Bao didn't know was that after he left Qian Dali's cave, Qian Dali snorted coldly, stretched out his hand and cut his fingers at the black dragon suspended in the air. A black crystal suddenly appeared on the handle of the black dragon shears.
If Yu Bao were here, he would be horrified to death. Qian Dali actually placed a photographic stone on the black dragon shears. Once he uses the black dragon shears, his magic power will also activate the recording stone to record everything that happened in the mine at that time.
Sure enough, at the urging of Qian Dali, the Shadow Stone cast several beams of light. The shadows in the beams were exactly the scene when Yu Bao fought against Lu Xiaotian for the first time.
"Hey, I have entered the seventh level of Qi refining. I can advance to the late stage of Qi refining in such a short time. It is really shocking. It seems that old man Qian Dali guessed it well. There is something in you. An incredible rare treasure.”
“If you die, the storage bag will naturally be mine.” I would never have thought that all he did was make a wedding dress for me.”
The light and shadow are full of Yu Bao’s arrogance and arrogance. If he hadn’t seen the shadow recorded by the photo stone with his own eyes, Qian Dali really didn't expect that Yu Bao, who was so humble in front of him just now, could have such a sinister and arrogant side.
What followed was a fight, with Lu Xiaotian using magic talismans and Luo Yanguo to escape, and then a black air filled the air.
There is also a scene where Yu Bao kills the miners with black dragon shears.
"Pa, damn it!" Qian Dali squeezed the image stone into powder with a gloomy expression. After a while, Qian Dali smiled coldly again, "A little Qi Refining monk dares to play tricks with me. I'll eat it." The salt you have eaten is more than the rice you have eaten. It is really desperate. However, it is true that Lu Xiaotian has advanced so quickly. If there is something fishy, it won’t be too late to force him to submit when he comes back from the trip.”
Yu Bao breathed the fresh air from the outside greedily, and stayed in the mine for two years, which really drove him crazy. He was so depressed that he didn't complete the task, but he didn't lose anything. In the meantime, he used the elixir provided by Qian Dali to practice faster than usual. The only pity is that Lu Xiaotian was not caught and the treasure in Lu Xiaotian's hand was obtained.
At this time, Yu Bao didn’t know that his little plan had already been clearly known to Qian Dali. Although the Shadow Stone is uncommon, it is not a strange treasure. However, Qian Dali's method of hiding the Shadow Stone is very clever and cannot be hidden from the Foundation Establishment monks. Even a few top masters among the Qi Refining monks may be aware of it. . But Yu Bao is obviously not among them.
"The disciple who makes money and gifts can't do it. Let's go to the handyman hall to see if there is any suitable work for two days' rest." Yu Bao sighed. A few days later, when Yu Bao was riding on the crane, he suddenly felt heartbroken. In the unbearable pain, he lost his footing and fell from the crane to his death.
Although several monks who were close to Yu Bao felt that something was unusual, there had never been any disciples in Lingxiao Palace falling from the spirit crane. What's even more bizarre is that Yu Bao's body seems to have been poisoned. However, Yu Bao's body was quickly taken away and burned.
The bright-hearted person vaguely connected the matter with the gift of money. However, there was no solid evidence, and Qian Dali, as a foundation-building monk, was not something they could afford to offend. The matter was reduced to a chat among some disciples in Lingxiao Palace, and then nothing happened.
Unlike Yu Bao's situation, Lu Xiaotian got a blessing in disguise after narrowly surviving from Yu Bao's men several times. By chance, he entered a secret mine with abundant spiritual stones.
“Wuhua Pill!” Lu Xiaotian happily picked up a round and shiny pill. From now on, this elixir will stay with him until he reaches the foundation.
After refining Wuhua Dan, Lu Xiaotian's cultivation speed accelerated again. The barrier is always filled with a lot of spiritual energy. During the rest of the time, Lu Xiaotian kept practicing the puppetry technique and various elementary spells. Usually a monk's combat power lies in various combat skills or spells. As the spiritual stones gradually depleted, most monks began to switch to various combat skills that consumed less spiritual stones.
Lu Xiaotian's Hunyuan Jing does not have supporting combat skills. Apart from the puppet technique, there are only elementary spells to choose from. Fortunately, various spiritual stones can be produced in the mines. With the consumption of a large number of spiritual stones, his attainments in magic began to improve rapidly.
"Who?" One day, Lu Xiaotian opened the furnace to produce elixirs, and there was a strange noise from the mine tunnel in the distance. Lu Xiaotian's eyes narrowed, he put away the elixirs and the alchemy furnace, and stood up.
"Lu, Mr. Lu, it's us, uncle and nephew Weng Zhihan." An old and weak voice came from the darkness.
After Lu Xiaotian confirmed that no one was following him, he emerged from the darkness and said. At this time, the three uncles and nephews seemed to be in a bad situation. Weng Sujie and Weng Sujie were disgraced and embarrassed. Especially Weng Zhihan, who had a wound on his chest that was deep enough to show the bone. It should have been injured by a mining pickaxe. Needless to say, it was a conflict with other miners.
"Master Lu, I have finally found you. Since you left, my life has been like a year, and I have been hunted everywhere." Weng Zhihan almost shed tears when he saw Lu Xiaotian.
"It's you, how do you know I'm here?" Lu Xiaotian said.
“Smelling the fragrance of the elixir, we guessed that Mr. Lu was refining elixirs again. We are not afraid of Mr. Lu’s jokes, and we only often smell the intoxicating fragrance near Mr. Lu’s cave. The smell of the elixir. So even though I didn't see it just now, I guessed that Mr. Lu was nearby," Weng Suqiu said.
“Yes, Mr. Lu, don’t worry. The three of us, uncle and nephew, have been fleeing all the way. Since Mr. Lu’s enemies left, many miner leaders died in the mine. The forces in the mine have been reshuffled. Chaos. The little old man was also injured. Mr. Lu is not in danger now. In addition, Mr. Lu's ice silk has been well preserved. I wonder if Mr. Lu intends to go out and reorganize the situation in the mine?" Weng Zhihan raised his hands tremblingly. He took out a pack of ice silk and said.
“I’m interested, I’m refining new elixirs, and I’ll talk about the order in the mine later.”
Lu Xiaotian thought about it for a moment. There were still a lot of spirit stones in the barrier at this time, and he could hold on for a while. Besides, it was hard to say whether Yu Bao really left the mine or was trying to trick him out. He needed to be in the mine later. Asking around. After all, he had narrowly escaped death from Yu Bao several times, and it was extremely dangerous at one time.
The most dangerous time was half a year ago, when even the garrison formation was used. The garrison formation that could trap the Qi Refining Dzogchen monks only lasted for three seconds under the attack of the black dragon sword, and all the formation flags were destroyed. However, in these few precious moments, Lu Xiaotian had already escaped some distance, used Luo Yanguo to block Yu Bao's sight, and then escaped into the bifurcated mine tunnel to escape from danger.
(End of this chapter)