Chapter 364 140,000 Ancient Mining Puppets

pain.

Severe pain.

Li Qingyun was covered in dust, lying on the ground, and gradually woke up.

I didn't dare to open my eyes, my memory still lingered on the scene where I was caught by the ancestor of the hundred ghosts, and in desperation, I wanted to blow up my dantian, but fell unconscious instantly. I was really scared and uneasy.

Carefully, he stretched out his consciousness and looked around.

But he saw a young man in green clothes not far away, smiling slightly.

"Little uncle!"

Li Qingyun's body trembled, he opened his eyes and stood up.

"It's been a long time since I saw you."

Jiang Ding sighed, but didn't say anything. He looked at the seven or eight foundation-building monks who were still lying on the ground in a coma after the restraint on their souls was lifted.

The 'King Kong' Fazheng on the Dragon and Phoenix List and the 'half-ghost' Wu Ma Kong were both there. They couldn't escape for long before they were caught by the Patriarch of the Hundred Ghosts who worked tirelessly. The other few were disciples from other sects whom he didn't know. One of them seemed to be a casual cultivator.

The common denominator is the two spiritual roots.

"Little uncle!"

They woke up one after another, terrified. When they saw the young man in green clothes not far away, they were pleasantly surprised, saluted respectfully, and stood still.

"Who are you, Your Excellency?"

The last enchanting female casual cultivator in the late stage of foundation building was extremely alert. She stared at the young man in green in front of her who was only in the middle stage of foundation building and said coldly.

"you……"

Jiang Ding was about to answer.

"Farewell!"

The enchanting woman scanned the surrounding area with her spiritual consciousness. After seeing that there was no one else, she did not even try a single test. She exploded with all her magic power, transformed into a pink escaping light, and fled madly into the distance.

"Pitiful."

Li Qingyun and others looked at her with pity.

Keng!

There was a sword cry, and a silver-white metal-like sword energy appeared behind the enchanting woman, instantly cutting through the red ribbon that protected her body and breaking through the shield on her body.

A huge force hit her, and she vomited a mouthful of blood in the air and fell to the ground, leaving smoke and dust all over the ground.

After a while.

She struggled to stand up, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, returned to the young man in green, and respectfully made a blessing: "I, Liu Hongtiao, pay my respects to my senior."

"The ancestor of all hundred ghosts is dead."

"You were saved by me."

Jiang Ding took his time and said something that shocked the surrounding foundation-building monks: "Fellow Daoist Liu, you owe me your life, are you right?"

"Senior is right, I owe you my life."

"I am yours now."

Liu Hongtiao knelt down and saluted, looking at the young man in front of him charmingly, and found that it was not difficult to accept, and even looked forward to it.

You're thinking shit.

Jiang Ding complained secretly, but said coldly: "You have to work for me in Tushan Dojo for twenty years, and you can be free after twenty years, okay?"

"I am willing."

Liu Hongtiao did not ask what Tushan Dojo was, and said respectfully.

"As for you..."

Jiang Ding's eyes turned to Li Qingyun and others.

This is actually the focus of his attention, especially Li Qingyun. During his tenure as the head of the Qiyu Sect, he managed all kinds of things in an orderly manner. All the disciples of the sect were convinced, and all the things arranged by Jindan were done well. .

"I am willing to serve my junior uncle!"

Li Qingyun and others said solemnly.

It was straightforward and neat, without Liu Hongtiao's sloppiness or messy thoughts.

"Ha ha."

"It's too much service."

Jiang Ding smiled slightly: "I just see that you are all capable and want to stay at Tushan Dojo to help out. You can leave on your own after ten years. Don't worry, you will receive your own rewards and the second-level top-grade spiritual veins for cultivation are ready." .”

As for the third-level high-grade spiritual veins, they are all planned to be used to plant third-level elixirs, the kind that can assist in tempering flying swords.

"yes!"

Li Qingyun first responded, and then asked with confusion on his face: "Little Master Uncle, where is this place, and where is this Tushan Dojo?"

Monk Fazheng, Wu Makong and others also looked this way.

"Tu Shan, do you have any associations with these two words?"

Jiang Ding asked.

"Tushan Demon Kingdom!"

Li Qingyun's body was shaken and he blurted out.

"Yes, that's it."

Jiang Ding nodded slightly.

"When I was building the foundation, I had some opportunities and met a senior swordsman who killed the Red Flame Fox Queen. This is his dojo, and I will take care of it on my behalf."

"The war with the Blood Slaughter Hall is also over."

"The war is over?"

Li Qingyun was very pleasantly surprised and a little nervous. He couldn't help but ask: "Little uncle, do you know my master?"

"Both senior brothers are fine."

"Okay, you can find out the details later."

Jiang Ding waved his hand: "As you know, here in the Tushan Demon Country, it is barbaric and ignorant, and the people are raised by the demon clan and become like livestock.

I intend to change the current situation, and start mining spiritual mines in various places, and take care of spiritual medicine gardens and spiritual trees in various places. I have kept you here just to deal with these things. "

"I will find some time recently to kill all the demon generals that can be found within a thousand miles radius. You need to restore the human race and common people here as soon as possible, select some with good qualifications, and recruit them as inner and outer sect disciples to facilitate the management of various places in the future. Spirit Mine Territory.”

"The two senior brothers have sent a letter and they will send some people to help."

"But you still have questions?"

He has given the goal, and it is their business how to achieve it.

"Disciple, please understand!"

Li Qingyun, Fazheng and others replied loudly.

"Okay, let's go. You can choose the second-level spiritual veins near the demon palace at will, but if there is nothing important, you must not disturb my practice."

Jiang Ding urged: "Also, especially this fellow Daoist Liu, he may not know my work habits. Please help me a little bit, so as not to lose another person to do things."

Second-level spiritual veins can be chosen casually?

"Disciple knows!"

Monk Fazheng and others were overjoyed and said sternly: "We will not disturb the common people. We will find out all those corrupt officials and let the people enjoy a prosperous life."

"good."

…

A-25 was busy over there, quickly building a sect structure, restoring the production of spiritual mines and medicine gardens in various places, and restoring human survival and rule in the Wanli Demon Kingdom.

A few months later.

The mining area dormitory is here.

Under the big blue and gold tree.

Jiang Ding finished a week of training, opened his eyes, and recalled the large-scale poisonous silver mine and eight third-level spiritual mines delivered by the A-25 last time, as well as various exploration data for hundreds of second-level spiritual mines. .

"Ancient mining puppet..."

Enter the Internet with your spiritual consciousness and browse through major related companies on the Internet.

"No."

"The ancient method means low efficiency, high cost and low return. Except for a few collections, there is no such mining puppet on the market."

Jiang Ding sighed: "If you want to order, if you want to popularize these puppets in the mines of Wanli Demon Kingdom, you will need about 140,000 ancient puppets. The price quoted by the puppet company is 82 million low-grade spiritual stones. The price is 584.7 spirit stones, and a special ancient puppet production line will be opened for me."

"You don't need any rare materials, you just need spiritual stones."

"Too much."

Jiang Ding hesitated and thought for a long time.

"Forget it, that's it."

"These puppets can still be used when their realm reaches a higher level. They are not disposable items."

After handling these matters, the blue-gold tree shrank and flew into the center of the eyebrows.

Jiang Ding turned into a gray-blue escaping light and flew into the sky. The air and space system combat class was held in the same place where he sharpened his swordsmanship. The Soul-Slaying Lord could take care of him.

I had just flown a few kilometers when I was stopped.

"I've met Senior Mie Ri."

A smile appeared instinctively on Jiang Ding's face, like a chrysanthemum, extremely enthusiastic and without any social fear.

It's clearly a Great Sun Sword Intent, no,

It was a pale-faced, yellow-haired young man with earrings and ripped jeans who stopped in front of him and said with some annoyance: "Are you going to agree or not? It's been a few years now, and you are not me, the Nascent Soul cultivator. Think about it for a while and think about it for over a year without any reply.”

"Are you so anxious?"

Jiang Ding was surprised.

He said he would consider it, and he would definitely consider it. Considering the lifespan of a Yuanying monk, a few years is nothing.

It was originally planned to reply after more than ten years, which was reasonable.