National Expedition: Save the Immortal World

Chapter 3 The End of the Mine
Quickly calming himself down, Wei Cheng slowly circulated his internal energy while listening to the voices of people around him.

At this time, although the shimmering moss in the mine had been completely dimmed, with the blessing of moving the mountain's internal energy, the scene he saw became clearer.

In addition, I don't know what advantages the Xiantian realm warriors have. Anyway, Wei Cheng runs like this, and he doesn't feel the consumption at all. No, the consumption is negligible. The mountain-moving internal force has completely become his strength.

Just like an ordinary person standing there, would he worry that he would run out of energy after walking more than ten miles?
No, because stamina can be continuously regenerated.

This is how Wei Cheng feels now.

The total amount of his mountain-moving internal strength of sixty years old will not be reduced, and it will disappear completely unless he encounters special circumstances. Otherwise, even if it is consumed, it will recover quickly.

At this time, Wei Cheng first checked the two pieces of vegetable pancakes and the remaining quarter of the clear water, and found that there was no sign of deterioration. These two things should be very extraordinary, and they belonged to his accumulation of burning his own fat. A small advantage down.

Others started the game with krypton gold gold fingers, and his gold fingers are his own fat, which is considered the best.

Carefully hiding the vegetable cakes next to his body, and putting the water bag in the back basket, he held the pickaxe and carefully walked out along the mine.

Must go.

"Hello! Is there anyone? I'm Zhang Yong, a 40th grade civil engineering student at P City University. I practice Zixia Xinfa. Is there a team?"

About a hundred meters away, someone yelled, and his location flashed in Wei Cheng's mind. It was amazing, the state of a congenital martial artist gave him the feeling of a little superman.

But P City University, alumnus, he is at level 30.

While walking, Wei Cheng suddenly glanced out of the corner of his eye, and saw a faint red light on a rock wall, like some kind of red ore, only a little bit exposed.

If there were shimmering moss before, it would be easy to find if you search carefully, but now, it's pitch black, except for Wei Cheng, a congenital warrior like Wei Cheng, there is a high probability that others will not be able to find it.

Without hesitation, he picked up the pickaxe and went up at once.

The sound was not loud, and the seemingly inconspicuous pickaxe was actually submerged directly into the rock wall, so it was very hard.

Wei Cheng was surprised, but he knew it had nothing to do with him, it should be because the pickaxe was produced in the world of cultivating immortals.

With three or two strokes, he dug out the ore emitting a faint red light. This ore seemed to be a single ore, only the size of a fist, with an extremely smooth surface and sharp edges and corners. Those who didn't know it thought it was a piece of art. Taste.

Wei Cheng can imagine how beautiful this ore will be under sufficient light. If it is brought to the earth, it will definitely catch the eyes of the whole world.

He can't put it down, please forgive his behavior like a vulgar hat, after all, he is also a layman.

Who would have thought that the speed of friction was a little faster, and the red light on the surface of the ore would suddenly brighten up, like a ball of fire burning. At the same time, Wei Cheng's induction as an innate realm warrior also made him endure. His hairs stood on end and he was sweating coldly, as if a catastrophe was imminent.

It wasn't until the red light quickly dimmed that the feeling that made his heart palpitate disappeared.

"I'm stupid, what kind of rock is this! Is there a cloud bomb hidden in it?"

Wei Cheng didn't dare to do anything wrong, and carefully put the ore in his back basket. Now he really became a miner.

"Is anyone over there? Please speak Earth language, or I will attack immediately!"

At this time, Zhang Yong's words came from a distance. He must have heard the sound of mining in Weicheng, and he actually walked more than ten meters here.

At first glance, it was not in the Xiantian state, because he chose the Zixia mental method with the slowest cultivation speed.

As long as it is not in the innate state, the internal force will be slowly consumed as it is used.

Wei Cheng already knew very well at this time that the water sacs and vegetable cakes in the safe room are all required to cultivate to the innate state as much as possible.

This is the world of cultivating immortals, and it is invaded by strange monsters, the world of cultivating immortals is extremely dangerous. Without the strength of a warrior in the innate realm, they are just ants.

Well, in fact, even a congenital warrior is still an ant.

Wei Cheng sighed, but did not respond, but quickly searched around.

At this time, in the mine, he heard the voices of many people. Everyone was in the safe house before, so they might not be able to find those strange ores. If there are other people who have cultivated into the innate realm warriors, then there will definitely be competition of.

In fact, Wei Cheng had already heard the sound of the hammer hitting from a long distance, so let's put aside the team formation and so on.

In this strange environment, arm yourself as much as possible, strengthen yourself, and obtain all available resources, this is the correct way to open.

Next, Wei Cheng did not dig out that magical flame ore. Instead, he dug up a piece of black ore the size of a watermelon. He thought it might be iron ore, but he couldn't be sure because it was too pure and too pure. It was hard, and with a pickaxe down, there was not even a white spot left.

This piece of black ore weighed more than 100 catties, and it was really difficult for Wei Cheng before, but it is still very easy to put it in the back basket now.

It was also at this time that he realized that the back basket of the world of cultivating immortals is really strong, and it is estimated that it can carry five or six hundred catties of weight.

"Hey, brother, are you mining? How can you see it?"

That Zhang Yong was at odds with Wei Cheng, this guy's ability to listen to voices and distinguish positions was not bad, and after going around, he actually found Wei Cheng more than ten meters away.

But at this time, there seems to be a main mine road ahead, with a faint light shining over it, and there are many people shouting to gather over there. Judging from the sound, there must be dozens of people.

Wei Cheng was a little worried, not because he was worried that more people would rob him of his ore, but because he was worried about what he would face when he got out of the mine.
"I'm also from P city, my name is Wei Dayong."

Seeing that he couldn't get rid of this fellow, Wei Cheng gave his name casually, and the boy had better be careful when he was out of the house.

"Hello, hello, Brother Wei, what mentality did you choose? Why does my Zixia mentality, which can make people hear and see, feel inferior to you in this mine?"

Zhang Yong is very enthusiastic, without any precautions at all, he really looks like a fellow countryman meeting a fellow countryman in the game.

Wei Cheng glanced at him, level 40, a high school student in the first half of this year, really too young.

"I chose the method of moving mountains, but it is similar to yours, but my ears have been sensitive since I was a child, and I can even hear two mice fighting in the hole."

Wei Cheng made some nonsense, and walked towards the bright place in the distance. He had already seen clearly here. Since it was the main mine road, there were more traces of mining, and that special ore had basically been mined long ago.

After walking forward tens of meters, Wei Cheng and Zhang Yong also met two fellow villagers, one of them was an old man with gray hair, his eyes were piercing, and he could instantly sense Wei Cheng's gaze.

Just by looking at each other, the two of them knew that each other had already cultivated to the innate state.

"How are you two little brothers, my name is Wu Hongwei, and this is my granddaughter Wu Yin."

The old man said with a smile, with a look of being kind to others, but his granddaughter Wu Yin was not in the Xiantian realm. Obviously, like Zhang Yong, she chose the Zixia mentality.

"Grandpa, hello, my name is Zhang Yong, and this is my brother Wei Dayong."

The young man behind Wei Cheng rushed over enthusiastically, holding the granddaughter's hand and shaking it non-stop, tsk tsk, the post-20s are all so dicks now!
Wei Cheng is ashamed of himself as a post-10s generation. Sorry, I have embarrassed everyone.

"Let's go gather first, there may be an exit over there."

The little girl laughed, her two dimples were very nice, and at the same time she withdrew her hand without a trace.

The four of them stopped exchanging pleasantries, the grandparents were in front, Wei Cheng and Zhang Yong were in the back, and after not walking far, a few more people came in from another diverging mine.

And as the mine road gets wider and wider, the vision becomes brighter and brighter, and it seems that the exit is not far away.

But at this moment, someone in front lowered his voice and said: "Don't go, everyone, the front is not an exit, but a huge stone tablet of teaching skills, and the light is coming from that stone tablet, but there is a big truck in front of the stone tablet of teaching skills." Black Spider."

"In addition, I suggest that everyone try to keep quiet and don't disturb the black spider, although its body is too big to get in."

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