The first piece of raw ore is a high-grade spirit stone grade, and the luck is really good.
But it is impossible for every piece to be of this grade, and most of the raw ore excavated by Zhusheng next is low-grade, some are medium-grade, and there are still very few high-grade.
The ratio of the upper, middle and lower grades of spirit stones is one to one.
A high-grade spirit stone is exchanged for one hundred medium-grade spirit stones, and a medium-grade spirit stone is exchanged for one hundred low-grade spirit stones.
In other words, a high-grade spirit stone can be exchanged for 10,000 low-grade spirit stones.
This is not only because the probability of producing a high-grade spirit stone is less than that of a lower-grade spirit stone, but also because the concentration of spiritual energy contained in a high-grade spirit stone is far stronger than that of a lower-grade spirit stone.
Zhusheng kept digging down, and finally dug through the earth.
She dug through a natural cave underground.
Compared to the airless caverns she had dug out of her own room, this tall natural underground cavern was much more comfortable.
The bamboo fungus tried to breathe and found that there was not only air here, but it was even very fresh, and the air was full of rich aura.
She couldn't estimate how deep she had dug up, but the aura was undetectable on the surface.
If it weren't for the fact that he knew that the Changtian Sect would come to develop this spiritual vein sooner or later, Zhu Sheng really wanted to build this place into his own cave mansion.
Not only is the cultivation speed fast, but the monk will feel comfortable all over his body in a place where the aura is strong.
It seems that in the future, I still have to find a good place with abundant spiritual energy to build a cave, Zhusheng thought with a little regret.
The light of the small fireball was not enough to illuminate such an open cave, so Zhu Sheng made the fireball on his fingertips several times larger, and suddenly felt a sense of danger.
That feeling made the hairs on his back stand up, and Zhu Sheng didn't have time to think about it, and he had already sacrificed the green blade A fishy wind swept through the nose, the fireball was annihilated, and the blade of the green blade blocked something in the darkness.
After a terrible howl, the thing disappeared.
Takesheng had also moved, his body hanging in the air, his back pressed against the cave wall.
She released her divine sense, although it was pitch black with no fingers in sight, and her divine consciousness spread out, it was no different from day.
It's just that in the range of the divine sense, there is no creature that doesn't know what it is.
In the past, when Zhou Wei praised Zhusheng for gathering his anger well, in fact, Zhusheng would not collect his anger at all.
But Zhou Wei mentioned it, and Zhusheng took it to heart.
Later, when she was sweeping the bookstore, she paid attention for a moment.
Qi accumulation is actually the basic common sense after the foundation is built, and it is not even a practice, nor is it a technique, it is just a basic operation method of spiritual power.
Takesheng was found in the bookshelf area of "Tsukujindan".
She didn't even buy the book that was outlined, she picked it up and flipped through it, and it was through.
At this time, she gathered all her breath, and in the consciousness of the unknown creature, she was as hidden as it, and her divine consciousness could not detect it.
She couldn't even breathe.
In the dark, there were people talking in the cave.
"Spiritual vein" that said: "I am rich when I am rich" The sound was staccato and staccaly, left and right, far and near.
Bamboo was clinging to the rock wall, motionless.
When the fishy wind brushed past the end of his nose again, the green blade burst out.
It was obviously an absolute darkness without light, but it actually drew a blue light mark.
The thing screamed and fell to the ground, making the sound of rock shattering.
Fireballs appear in mid-air, illuminating the cave.
The thing on the ground was the size of a cow, with a body that looked like a bat, but with a man's face.
The man was even born quite upright, his mouth was open and closed, and while vomiting blood, he was still saying, "Find the spiritual vein and make a fortune," and the two bats twitched.
It's terrible.
Zhu Sheng carefully identified it and recognized that this was the noodle bat written in the book.
They usually live with spiritual mines and feed on mines, but if they eat flesh and blood creatures, no matter what they are, whether they are people, demons, or livestock, they will grow each other's faces.
This face will remain until the next living creature is eaten and a new and different face grows.
This noodle bat was apparently the last to eat a person, so it was able to speak.
Zhusheng listened to it for a while, and the man repeatedly repeated the words "spiritual vein" and "fortune", and roughly guessed it.
As she said to Qiao Sheng, the spiritual vein was there, and Qiao Daojun might not be the first or only person to discover it.
Nine times out of ten, the unfortunate man who was eaten was also a prospector, discovered the spiritual vein, thought he was about to make a fortune, but unexpectedly died in the belly of the noodle bat.
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I just don't know how high this person's cultivation is.
Thinking of this, Zhusheng suddenly woke up, and she remembered that the noodle bat is a social animal.
The sound of subtle scratching of the air came from far and near, and Takesheng secretly said "not good", and a swarm of noodle bats had already flown in front of him like dark clouds.
Face-eating bats with human or animal faces make all sorts of calls, and those that look like bats are more amiable.
The invisible sound wave quietly hit, hitting the depths of Zhusheng's brain, Zhusheng only felt dizzy, nauseous and nauseated, and his limbs were weak.
She endured the disgust, and the green blade drew a circle around her.
Foul-smelling bat blood spilled around her body, and the rest of the bats screamed and opened the diameter around her, eyeing her for a second wave of sonic attacks.
Zhu Sheng pinched a trick, and the ice condensed on her shoulder, and quickly condensed into an ice helmet, covering her head.
As soon as the first layer was condensed, the second layer of ice helmet condensed on the outside of the first layer.
There is a hollow between the two layers of ice helmets.
The noodle bat began to retract the encirclement, howling, and launched a second sonic attack.
As Zhu Sheng expected, this sound wave encountered a double-layered ice helmet, and it was not easy to use The green blade is cheerful and kills.
The cave ended up stenching and disgusting.
Takesheng had to hold his breath again.
She really wanted to burn all these noodle bats, but the noodle bats were the main ingredient of Zhuyan Dan.
Just because of the rarity of noodle bats, the Zhuyan Dan, which is of little use to most monks, has always been expensive, and it is difficult to find a pill.
Takesheng swept the carcasses of the noodle bats together and piled them up like a small mountain.
An ice condensation technique is thrown over, and it becomes a large ice lump.
However, the ice frozen by the Ice Condensation Technique is just ordinary ice, and it will still melt when exposed to heat.
If you want to preserve the corpses of these strange beasts for a long time, you need other means.
Zhusheng then pasted a "freshness charm" on the big ice mound.
Yes, the world of cultivation is so convenient Putting the big ice mound into the space, Zhusheng let go of his divine sense and explored the cave, and found that it was accessible in all directions, and the space was extremely large.
It's a great place to retreat and stay away from the crowds.
Leaving here, Zhusheng may not be able to find such a good place to cultivate.
After thinking about it, the scale of this spiritual vein is very large, and the Changtian Sect is mining, and it may not be able to dig up her position in a while.
Zhusheng originally wanted to quietly dig up some spirit stones before the people from the Changtian Sect came, but he changed his mind and decided to hide in this cave for the time being.
The cave extends in all directions, and seems to be connected to other large crypts, and the structure is as complex as an anthill.
Zhusheng explored for a while and found an open cave with a blue pool and a breeze.
I don't know where this wind comes from, but it is clear that this place with wind and water is closer to humans than an enclosed space where the air does not flow.
The space here is open, and Zhusheng directly opens Linglong here.
Only then did I realize that Linglong would glow.
It's not the intense light that illuminates it, but the faint glow it emits as a magic weapon.
It can't be seen during the day, but in this dark cave, it is very conspicuous.
Zhusheng collected the fireball and used his spiritual power to urge Linglong, making Linglong emit a more intense light, illuminating the space.
The water is calm a few feet away, and there are dark purple plants growing at the water's edge, presumably plants that don't need sunlight.
The rest of the place is mostly bare rock walls and stalagmites.
The roof of the cave hangs many stalactites of different sizes and thicknesses, which look strange and beautiful under the exquisite light.
Zhusheng stayed here and practiced day and night.
When he wasn't cultivating, he went digging spirit stones.
The monks who have opened the valley do not need to eat and drink, and there is no disturbance of the reincarnation of the five grains, and Zhusheng really uses his time to the extreme.
The cave is silent, and the occasional drop of water from stalactites can create an echo.
This period of silence was at its extreme, and one day it finally ended.
On that day, Zhusheng, as usual, dug up the spirit stones and dug a lot of bowls.
After coming back, I took a comfortable hot bath, burned a furnace of incense, and sat on the terrace on the second floor to start practicing.
I don't know how long I've been cultivating, but the breeze gently brushes his cheeks, and Zhu Sheng opens his eyes.
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Through the exquisite light, she saw the blue pool not far away and the purple plants hanging by the pool.
The plants don't know when they bloom in clusters of flowers, like strings of bells that hang down.
Zhusheng smiled slightly, left the terrace, and landed at the water's edge.
She crouched down to look at the flowers.
Strings of black flowers, although weird, but beautiful.
She couldn't help but reach out her finger and gently touch one of them.
The touch of a fingertip shattered the flower into powder.
The powder did not fall to the ground, but swirled in the air, and the stars shimmered slightly, condensing the appearance of a man.
The man was tall and short-haired, with deep eyes, and smiled at her.
Takesheng's eyes widened.
But the virtual image only lasted for a few breaths, and then it turned into powder and drifted away.
Without hesitation, Zhu Sheng tapped another black flower with his fingertips, but this time the virtual image formed by the powder turned out to be the deacon Wu of the Changtian Sect.
Takesheng was stunned.
She tried many flowers and saw many virtual images.
There is a humiliated but still strong little girl, a simple teenager, her children, and her lover.
But there were also jugglers she had seen in small towns, shopkeepers of flying magic shops, and so on.
It turns out that these flowers will transform into someone in her memory, but it will not be a specific person, but very random.
She tried many times, and even saw the appearance of her child's father when he was a teenager, but she couldn't help but be a little disappointed that she didn't see the person with the high crown and short mustache and the unparalleled elegance.
Eventually, all the flowers turned into pollen and dissipated, and not a single black flower could be found.
Zhusheng finally stood up and silently looked at the purple plants that grew at the water's edge.
There is always a breeze in this cave, which is exceptionally comfortable.
She tugged her forehead and prepared to turn back to Linglong, one last glance at the purple at the water's edge.
That glance suddenly froze.
It was only at this time that Takesheng discovered something that he had been ignoring.
Obviously the wind was blowing, and those purple leaves hung down at the water's edge, motionless.
Obviously there was a wind blowing, and the water in the blue pool had not even rippled since the first day she came Zhusheng stretched out his hand to feel it, and the breeze wrapped around his fingertips.
The skin that blows in the breeze is so comfortable.
It's not just the bare skin, but in this breeze, her whole person is so comfortable.
It was this comfort that made her choose this place in the first place.
Takesheng finally realized that it wasn't the wind.
Wind is the movement of air.
The air in this cavern is almost still and almost never flows.
It was the aura that flowed endlessly, brushing across the cheeks The rich aura gathered here and disappeared into the calm pool.
Bitan was as silent as a monster, quietly devouring this immeasurable aura.
Among the books that Takesheng purchased, there was a special one that explained "chance".
Zhusheng has always felt that meeting Da Nier, saving Qiao Sheng, getting the map, finding this spiritual vein, and easily getting a lot of spiritual stone ore can be regarded as a "chance".
But at this moment, she stood on the edge of the pool, feeling the rich aura that kept pouring into the pool, realizing that she might have encountered a real chance this time.
Takesheng was slightly excited.
When she returned to Dajiuhuan, she became alone, although she was free, she was also a little dazed.
At this time, I don't know how dangerous this waterhole is, but it seems to have opened a new chapter of life for her.
Takesheng investigates with his divine sense.
When she first arrived, she swept through the pool with her senses, and there was no living thing in the pool, not even a fish.
The further down it goes, the darker it gets.
She swept it roughly, not paying attention.
At this time, when I looked down with my divine sense, I found that the darkness was not a pool of water, but a darkness that my divine sense could not penetrate.
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Zhusheng thought about it for a while, then took Linglong and walked down the pool.
The pool water is cold, after not overhead, it is pitch black and exquisite, after she can still use the fireball to illuminate, when she enters the water, the fireball is not easy to use, there is no light source, naturally it is pitch black and the five fingers are missing.
The lantern has long since lost its light.
These days, Zhusheng has tried, and the light emitted by Linglong can't restore the brightness of the crystal lantern, it seems that it has to be sunny.
Zhusheng secretly reminded himself that after he went out, he would have to get a piece of Mingyu and put it beside him.
But it's not all out of the blue, Zhusheng sacrificed Linglong in the water, and it didn't open, and the palm-sized model of the house, glowing with a faint light, could also illuminate underwater.
With this light, Zhusheng sank to the bottom of the pool.
Soon they were in the dark area where the divine consciousness could not penetrate.
In the consciousness it was pitch black, but with the naked eye, it was no different from the pool of water on the head.
Takesheng continued to sink.
I don't know how long it sank, but Takebu saw the light.
In the depths where the delicate light does not shine, there is a faint light.
Takesheng swam over and found that it was a ball of light the size of a watermelon.
Those rich spiritual qi passed through the pool of water, and poured towards this light in an endless stream.
In the water, you can feel the "wind" blowing on your cheeks.
This hazy ball of light, which I can't see what it is, seems to be the mystery of this crypt vision.
Zhusheng circled around the light cluster, and he didn't know where to start.
She remembered the flowers at the water's edge, so she reached out and gently touched the ball of light with her fingertips.
In the cave, since Zhusheng took Linglong into the water, there was no light source, and it fell into silence and darkness again.
Suddenly, a light burst out from the bottom of the pool, and the pool water, which had been as calm as a mirror, exploded and sprayed to the top of the cave, and then splashed in all directions, making a loud "boom" and falling to the ground.
Zhusheng also fell to the edge of the pool with a "bang", Linglong fell to the ground, and rolled out far before stopping, still glowing faintly.
At this time, Chong Xin had just broken free from a dream, standing in the col and looking at the position where Zhusheng had entered the ground, guessing that it might take a while for her to give up, but her heart suddenly contracted.
As soon as he rushed into the ground, he instantly used the technique of "earth escape", and sank into the ground under his feet like a free fall.
At this time, in the distant demon domain, Qingjun had finished bathing and was already lying on her huge round bed, holding one of her furry tails, ready to sleep.
The narrow eyes suddenly opened Whoever goes where they shouldn't go, touches something they shouldn't Damn it Qingjun's figure had disappeared from the round bed and appeared in another hall of the Demon King Palace.
There was nothing in the empty chamber, except for a huge mirror in the center.
As soon as Qingjun's figure appeared, he rushed to the mirror.
But with a "bang", it was bounced back Damn, damn it This is the price of her qualitative adulthood gd1806102: