Chapter 455 The Cruel Oversight
The sky showed a strange dark red color. It seemed that this was not the sky, but the dark red clouds pressed extremely low, giving people an extremely depressing feeling.
Dozens of monks in red armor waved long spiked whips in their hands, driving away a group of mine slaves in tattered clothes and carrying pieces of dark red ore in baskets on their backs.
A small piece of ore in the basket weighs thousands of kilograms, which is enough to suppress these mining slaves who are only in the gas refining stage and bend their backs.
"Hurry up, are you waiting for death?" A big man with short hair, hair standing on end, thick eyebrows and big eyes, looked extremely fierce. The whip in his hand swung.
There was a bang, hitting a mining slave who fell to the ground. The mining slave screamed and was caught by the whip. The spikes on the whip pierced into the body of the mining slave. In the blink of an eye, the whip was full. The flesh and blood were gone, exuding a strange blood-colored luster, and a rickety middle-aged man who was caught by the whip had turned into a pile of skin and bones.
In the blink of an eye, a living life is gone.
"If you dare to be lazy again, this person will be punished!" The short-haired man raised the whip in his hand and looked at the horrified mine slaves with a proud look on his face.
The mine slave carried the dark red ore on his back and walked up the rugged mountain road under the supervision of the supervisor. He arrived at the edge of a white pool with rolling magma. He threw the dark red ore into the white pool, and there was a burst of bubbles inside. rise. Under the urging of the supervisor, after a while, the mine slave picked up the ore inside again, but was corroded by the white slurry and screamed. The hands of those with higher cultivation levels were riddled with holes, and those with lower cultivation levels were refining qi. In the early stage, the hands were completely corroded. At this time, the miner unceremoniously kicked the young monk whose hands were corroded into the white pool.
A scream was heard inside, and the young monk struggled for a while and then disappeared. Even human bones have turned into rolling bubbles. As for the sunken ore, naturally let the mining slaves behind pick it up.
Among the crowd of mine slaves, a silver-haired young man who was also extremely shabby looked dull and followed the supervisor's instructions, soaking the dark red ore in the white pool and scooping it up. His movements were much more agile than the others.
"Hey, you are new here. You don't even have any injuries on your hands. You seem to be a pretty good physical practitioner." At this time, the supervisor on the mountain, a horse-faced young monk, saw the silver-haired young man and His hands were not as injured as others, and he was slightly shocked.
"New here, third-level physical cultivator." This silver-haired young man is naturally Lu Xiaotian.
Lu Xiaotian had woken up more than ten days ago. At that time, he was lying in a dilapidated cave. Even he himself didn’t know how long he had been asleep. When he woke up, Di Kun was lying on his back. beside. The injury he suffered this time was too serious, and even now there is still Zhou Tong's sword energy left in his body that has not been completely driven out. Fortunately, he took the Qingshuang Nightshade Pill in advance. After being seriously injured, his body automatically absorbed the medicinal power of Qingshuang Nightshade, and his body was automatically recovering when he was unconscious. When he woke up, he had recovered most of his strength. Since there were only a few supervisors in the Qi Refining Stage and a small number of Foundation Establishment Stage in front of him, he naturally couldn't stop him. Originally, he wanted to grab a few supervisors and interrogate the situation here. He also tried to find a way to leave this place, but after walking around a few times, he found that there was a mysterious restriction around him. It seemed to be naturally formed, but it was exploited by others. Once he tried to pass through the restriction, he would be captured soon. People discovered it and someone came to search. They were all avoided by him.
When the supervisor here discovered him, he only regarded him as an ordinary outsider and arrested him as a mining slave without saying a word. When Lu Xiaotian was wondering whether to arrest one person or two together, he suddenly An astonishing breath flew through the sky, and these overseers shouted "Blood gourd" "Ancestor", Lu Xiaocai realized that this area was actually controlled by a golden elixir monk. He had just escaped from Zhou Tong's hands and suddenly met the golden elixir monk again. There was no teleportation array for him here. Running away again, in fact, Lu Xiaotian couldn't even find the teleportation array anywhere at this time. Once the Golden Core cultivator is alarmed again, he will only die. Fortunately, he had put Di Kun away before, otherwise the Blood Gourd Ancestor would have discovered something was wrong, and he might have been unable to do anything good either. The mysterious restrictions here, coupled with the presence of the Jindan monks, made him give up his previous idea of looking for a way out.
Fortunately, he suppressed the mana aura in his body with the breath-holding technique, so it was logical that he was captured and became one of the mine slaves like the others. The mining slaves here are no different from livestock. If they resist the slightest resistance to work, they will be executed by the supervisor. Lu Xiaotian behaved tepidly among the team.
"Well, I see that you are good at it. Work more. If the foreman likes it, you can become a high-ranking supervisor in the future." The horse-faced young man was very satisfied with Lu Xiaotian's obedient and no-nonsense attitude. , patted Lu Xiaotian on the shoulder and said.
“Thank you, Mr. Supervisor, for your cultivation.” A rare smile appeared on Lu Xiaotian’s face.
"Well, go ahead and keep working hard." The horse-faced young man nodded.
Lu Xiaotian walked down the hillside and happened to see an old man whose beard and hair had almost fallen out, his face full of age, his body shivering under the dark red ore. Lu Xiaotian felt a little familiar.
But the old man with a face like old tree bark saw Lu Xiaotian’s extremely resentful look. Because he was a little distracted when he encountered Lu Xiaotian, his figure became unstable and he stumbled to the ground.
"Old guy, you want to cheat again!" The horse-faced young man strode forward with a gloomy expression. The mine does not need waste. Once it loses its use value, the only way is to be executed!
"No, no, Master Overseer, I know him. He is a monk who came through the teleportation array. He has two magic weapons in his hand! A demon-binding rope and a black magic weapon." The withered old man He yelled out of control. If malicious eyes could kill people, Lu Xiaotian would probably have died several times by now.
It turned out to be Weng Zhihan! A look of surprise flashed in Lu Xiaotian's eyes, but it was normal in retrospect. Before he entered the Bloody Forbidden Land, Weng Zhihan tricked him into the abandoned underground palace, hoping to use the materials on his body to forge a demon-binding rope, and then use The demon-binding rope killed him and then devoured his belongings. The intention was not unscrupulous. If he hadn't been more cautious at that time, I'm afraid he would have died.
Unexpectedly, Weng Zhihan was still alive after more than twenty years. However, he must have not lived a good life after escaping from the teleportation array to this hellish place for more than twenty years. After more than twenty years of torture, he was still alive. Not dead, just in line with the old saying that good people don't live long.
"What, you have a magic weapon on you?" Not only the horse-faced young man, but also several other supervisors looked greedy and fearful. For a Qi Refining cultivator, a magic weapon is no different than a big killing weapon, not to mention that the silver-haired young man in front of him actually has two of them.
“It’s true, the little old man happened to escape here because he was chasing him more than 20 years ago.” Weng Zhihan looked at Lu Xiaotian with eyes that were filled with resentment and some pleasure in revenge. Inside. No matter how powerful it is, it's not just that it failed to build the foundation successfully, and it also entered this dead place.
(End of this chapter)