Refining Qi starts from repairing the panel

Space Lingbao.

Chu Zheng perked up, took the piece of jade into his palm, and gently wiped away the dust on it.

This piece of residual jade was about the thickness of a little finger. It was green in color and had complex lines carved on it. Chu Zheng observed it carefully for a long time and came to a conclusion.

This Ning Kong Bracelet...is an anklet.

Based on his years of experience, he would never be wrong. Men generally cannot wear spiritual treasures like anklets. The owner of this Ning Kong bracelet was most likely a woman during his lifetime.

Of course, this is obviously a useless conclusion.

Chu Zheng sighed softly and began to explore around the battlefield again. What was hidden in the sixth-level space spirit treasure was undoubtedly a shocking treasure. If all four fragments could be found, the mining would be worthwhile. This trip is over.

After groping for most of the day, Chu Zheng finally made some gains. In the middle of the skull of a corpse, he once again found a fragment of the Ning Kong Bracelet.

Obviously, after the anklet broke, the woman became furious and threw out all the fragments, one of which shattered the man's head.

This person is an immortal monk and also belongs to the Red Crow Army. This woman is obviously a different species from the opposite side, not a human being.

This fragment reduced the number of repairs required for the Ning Kong Bracelet from six thousand to four thousand, and the effect was immediate.

After rummaging for a long time, Chu Zheng found nothing. The scope of this battlefield was too vast, and it would take a lot of time to rummage through them all.

Seeing that the time was almost up, even if he was a little reluctant to leave, Chu Zheng had to leave first to avoid arousing suspicion.

On the way back, he dug up a hundred kilograms of raw ore of Diyin Stone and walked slowly towards the entrance of the mine.

He stayed inside for too long, and most of the martial arts masters had already left the mine, leaving only a few people.

Chu Zheng, wait.

When he was still some distance away from the mine entrance, several people stopped Chu Zheng.

Chu Zheng took a few glances and recognized the origins of these people. They were in the same group as him. One of them was the leader. When recruiting handymen, he lifted a large cauldron named Ji Feng.

When this person lifted the cauldron, his face did not turn red or he was out of breath, and he was able to do so with ease. It was obvious that in addition to his internal strength, he also practiced a high-level external strength. His strength was far beyond that of ordinary people, even stronger than most of the cultivators of the Phantom Sect. A disciple of the power realm.

What's the matter? Chu Zheng frowned slightly, sensing a hint of trouble.

How many mines did you dig today?

One person walked straight to Chu Zheng and looked at Lou Kuang, who was carrying him behind him.

Exactly a hundred pounds.

Bring out forty kilograms to help Brother Ji. I will get the reward at the end of the month and give you a piece of spiritual stone.

It's not just you, everyone has to pay. The more you pay, the more you will get back.

While they were talking, another person came closer and squeezed Chu Zheng in the middle. The threat was self-evident.

Upon hearing these words, Chu Zheng immediately realized that this was Ji Feng's method to fight for the twenty low-grade spiritual stones.

One person mining is definitely not as good as dozens of people mining together. In order to compete for this reward, everyone must work together to compete.

But forty kilograms of Diyin ore, if Chu Zheng's strength is really only seven or eight thousand kilograms, then these forty kilograms of raw ore will take him almost half a day's effort.

If you mine less than a hundred kilograms per day, the resources you can get at the end of the month will definitely be greatly reduced. This is not something that a piece of spiritual stone can make up for.

These spiritual coin resources are nothing to Chu Zheng, but there must be some truth in everything. It is not easy for him, just a few dozen kilograms of Diyin ore can provide it.

This is something that belongs to him.

I want forty today and fifty tomorrow. Will he give it to me then or not? What about the day after tomorrow?

Taking a step back will only push you further.

Chu Zheng remained silent.

Ji Feng stood aside and watched without speaking to Chu Zheng. His expression reminded Chu Zheng of Qin Feng when he first met.

The way Qin Feng looked at him at that time was the same as Ji Feng at this time, indifferent, without any emotion, and cold, not like he was looking at the same kind of person.

Chu Zheng could understand Qin Feng looking at him like this, but how could Ji Feng have the confidence? At least, we are all mortal.

Chu Zheng pondered for a moment and said slowly: I found a vein today and collected two hundred kilograms. There is still a hundred kilograms left in the mine tunnel. You can come and get it with me.

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the depths of the mine.

Visible veins are ores that are directly exposed on the surface and can be easily mined with some effort.

Hearing this, Ji Feng on the side also had a look on his face and followed Chu Zheng inside.

Just as he turned the corner, Ji Feng felt a cold wind hit his face. In the next moment, the joints of his limbs and major acupoints all over his body were blocked, and he fell to the ground uncontrollably.

Several people beside him did the same thing, falling to the ground in a mess.

Chu Zheng!

Ji Feng's eyes suddenly condensed, and he reacted very quickly, and immediately began to comfort Chu Zheng: Don't be impulsive, everything can be discussed.

really.

Chu Zheng nodded slightly and sat down on the ground: Then let's discuss it.

You are stronger than me and can fight, but in Phantom City, just being able to fight is useless. If you can fight again, can you beat the Immortal? Can you defeat the Lingquan monk?

Ji Feng's limbs were weak and he collapsed on the ground, but his expression remained calm: In the Phantom City, you rely on your power. If you let me go now, I can pretend that nothing happened.

Brother Ji's grandfather is the elder of the outer sect of the Phantom Spirit Sect. You can make up your own mind. Someone on the side shouted harshly, but at this time, he was lying on the ground, looking a little stern and inwardly.

It turns out there are roots.

Chu Zheng's face suddenly became clear, and he took out a notebook from his pocket: What's his name?

Ji Fanglong!

Chu Zheng took notes.

What are you writing? Ji Feng raised his head, trying to see what Qingzheng was doing.

Hearing this, Chu Zheng turned over the book and pasted it on his face:

Do you know him? Simplified Chinese. It doesn't matter if you don't know him. You may have a chance to know him in the next life.

There is a high probability that there is no one in this world who can recognize what he wrote in this diary.

In this world, the characters of each country are more or less different, but they are basically the same.

According to common sense, this should not be the case, but after thinking about it, Chu Zheng believed that the root cause was that these countries were all dominated by the Immortal Sect, so they had something in common.

After all, immortal sects need to communicate. With communication, there will naturally be common words.

According to your words, I can't afford to offend you.

Chu Zheng put away the diary and fell into deep thought for a while, frowning slightly. After a while, he sighed softly: In this case, there is no other way. I can only ask you to keep your life.

When I have time later, I will send your grandpa to see you.

Chu Zheng raised his hand to gather a cloud of miasma, and said slowly:

Come on, take a deep breath.