Chapter 29 Letter From Meng Guan

In the following time, the two gradually exchanged cups, leaving everything behind, and only focused on enjoying the desire for food.

This time, Lin Cong successfully broke through to the middle stage of Qi training, and was warned by He Song to avoid a life-and-death crisis, so he was in a very happy mood. When he was drinking cup after cup, he didn't mean to feel sorry for the spirit stone at all.

And because of this.

After drinking cup after cup of spirit wine, he soon became drunk.

He Song didn't drink much.

Although he was in the fairy house, He Song always kept his mind alert.

When his own cultivation was still at the bottom of the world of immortal cultivation, He Song didn't want to make mistakes because of drunkenness.

This time, He Song was only slightly tipsy, far from being drunk.

Fortunately, Lin Cong had already paid the bill before, and He Song saw that he was unconscious, so he naturally helped him back home.

Took Lin Cong back to his own home.

He Song went out and returned to his own home.

As neighbors, He Song saved some time.

Time passed slowly.

Years passed.

He Song received a paper crane with a message in the morning half a month later.

The words on the paper crane were written by Meng Guan.

"Fellow Daoist He, I have been at the Chiling Gold Mine for a month. Today, I received 35 spiritual stones. I should have celebrated, but the Chiling Gold Mine has restrictions on entry and exit, so I can't leave. I can only use the sound transmission technique to report the good news to you."

"Thanks to Brother Wei, there were not many people at the mine when I came. The mine manager learned that I was originally a cultivator from the Immortal Square, so he asked me to lead a team of casual cultivators and supervise them to dig, so my monthly salary increased by five spiritual stones."

"According to the time, today is the time when the three of us usually get together. It's a pity that I can't make it back. Don't blame me, fellow Daoist."

"When I can leave in the future, I will apologize in person and punish myself with three cups."

"Meng Guan."

Scanning the lines of handwriting on the paper, He Song was silent for a long time.

But in the end, he folded the paper and put it in the quiet room for safekeeping.

Walk out of the door.

He Song walked towards the spiritual field he managed, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Leading a team of casual cultivators means that Meng Guan is not at the bottom of the Chiling Gold Mine. He is at the lowest level, a small manager."

"In this way, his safety will naturally increase again, and the probability of dying in the mine will also be much smaller."

Thinking so in his heart, He Song no longer felt the same way as before about Meng Guan's behavior of going to the Chiling Gold Mine.

Everyone has his own destiny.

Just like Meng Guan.

Originally, he just wanted to go mining to earn spiritual stones.

But he didn't expect to be promoted to a small commander as soon as he entered the mine.

In this way, he directly avoided the danger of the mine vein that was originally full of hostility to the miners.

Maybe there are other dangers in the mine vein, but as a small commander, he naturally has more chances to save his life than ordinary miners.

In addition, Meng Guan's cultivation is the sixth level of Qi training, and he has all the spiritual talismans and magic weapons on him, so his chance of survival will be greatly increased.

Thinking in this way, Meng Guan's going to the Chiling Gold Mine is indeed not a life-or-death situation.

The danger is indeed dangerous.

But the chance of survival has also increased a lot.

With a mess of thoughts flashing through his mind, He Song quickly came to the spiritual field and began to perform the spiritual rain technique.

After half an hour of performing the spiritual rain technique, it was finished.

He Song turned around and immediately walked towards the Lingjian Pavilion.

Today, it was time for the monthly gathering again.

Although Meng Guan was no longer there, the original three-person gathering became two people, but this tradition that has lasted for several years, He Song naturally had to go there.

Lingjian Pavilion.

When He Song came here, he found that Wei Fan had been waiting for a long time.

At this moment, Wei Fan was holding a piece of paper in his hand, his eyes fell on the paper, and his expression was not sure whether it was happy or sad.

"Brother Wei also received the sound transmission technique from Lao Meng?" He Song asked casually when he came to sit next to Wei Fan.

Meng Guan could send him a sound transmission technique.

Naturally, he would not forget Wei Fan.

He Song's move was asking knowingly.

"Well, Old Meng said I helped him a lot, and he will treat me to a drink after I come back." Hearing this, Wei Fan put down the paper in his hand and said with a smile on his face.

In the small circle of three people.

Although Meng Guan looks old, he has a lively personality. He is the one who jokes the most. Now He Song is not surprised to hear Wei Fan say so.

But thinking that Meng Guan still has the mind to joke, it means that his current situation is not bad.

He Song's heart is more stable.

As for drinking wine, it's just a joke, don't take it seriously.

But if Meng Guan really comes back, I'm afraid he will really thank Wei Fan.

"Come on, it's good that he can come back safely, but have you heard any other news about the Chiling Gold Mine recently?" Shaking his head, He Song didn't care too much about this matter, but asked about the news about the mining area.

Wei Fan's cultivation is in the late stage of Qi training, and the information he can get in Zhushan Xianfang is much more than He Song.

A cultivator in the late stage of Qi training, in Zhushan Xianfang, is one of the few people at the top of the pyramid.

Above them, there are only some cultivators stuck at the ninth level of Qi training, and the real person in the foundation building period.

"There is no news, but I always feel that this vein is not as simple as I originally thought." Wei Fan took a sip of the teacup and said thoughtfully.

"Logically speaking, with only tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of spirit stones, there shouldn't be several foundation-building masters stationed in a mine of this magnitude."

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"Maybe there are some hidden messages that we don't know about. I'll pay attention to it recently. If anything really happens, I'll let you know as soon as possible." At the end, Wei Fan didn't forget to give He Song a reassurance pill.

His intuition told him that there must be something strange about the mine.

But without getting specific information, he didn't dare to be sure of anything.

However, if something happened, he would definitely send a message to He Song as soon as possible.

As for whether something would happen.

He didn't dare to be sure.

On the side, He Song's face moved when he heard the words,

"Several foundation-building masters guarding?"

These words flashed through his mind, and He Song's heart suddenly became alert.

The news he had heard before said the same thing.

It is said that there are several foundation-building masters guarding the mine where the Chiling Gold Mine is located.

But he didn't take it seriously at first, thinking it was fake news.

Foundation-building masters are not cabbages, and a large number of them can be sent anywhere.

Even though Houtu Sect is a major Jindan Sect, there are not many foundation-building masters in the sect, and it is impossible to send them out at will.

However, when Wei Fan also confirmed the news, He Song's heart suddenly became alarmed.

Thinking that the Chiling Gold Mine was not far away from him, He Song felt like a thorn in his back, and a chill instantly spread throughout his body, and his hair almost stood up.

Once something really happened in the mining area of ​​the Chiling Gold Mine, I am afraid that Zhushan Xianfang where he was would soon be affected.

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