The infinite heavens descend upon the world

There is no martial arts inheritance or strange magical objects in the world of Wu Geng Ji, and even if there were, it would not be the turn of ordinary people.

This is a world that values ​​the power of blood.

The gods have divine power after the revelation, the underworld have unique soul power, and humans are born weak, so even if they have the ability to practice Qigong, it varies from person to person.

The prerequisite for humans to practice Qigong is to have a "mind's eye" that can see the existence and flow of "Qi" and then use "Qi" to construct other shapes.

This alone is enough to stop most of the human race.

The chance of Ling Xuan finding martial arts secrets in this world is almost as likely as a turtle or a white horse growing horns on its head.

It is better to just pretend to be a god.

If there is a chance to go to a mine and exchange those bloodstones for money, it would be a good idea.

In The Chronicle of Wu Geng, bloodstone is a mineral that contains the power of life. It can replenish vitality from the most original place and is the best choice for healing wounds and saving lives.

If this healing holy object is taken to the Tianyuan World for auction, it will bring in a lot of money.

Thinking of this, Ling Xuan suddenly felt that the roast chicken had no taste.

A blood ore would fetch at least 500,000 yuan at auction, which could buy at most a roasted hen.

"That scar..."

Ling Xuan was thinking about eating roast chicken and forgot the name of the scarred man for a moment.

"Great God, my name is Wang Wu." The scarred man Wang Wu said respectfully.

"Wang Wu, this chicken butt is for you." Ling Xuan took out the roasted chicken with only the butt left.

After all, this Wang Wu is also

Wang Wu was so moved that his eyes almost turned red after hearing this. He felt that this "great god" was different from other great gods.

Even though he was in a bit of a mess right now, he was still able to take care of him, a human being, in a casual manner.

Wang Wu will never repay the great god for his kindness and thoughtfulness, and will follow him until death.

"Wang Wu, where is the mine in this place?" Ling Xuan decided to go to the mine to get some bloodstones, and the first thing he did was to confirm the mine nearby.

There are numerous blood ores distributed throughout the vast territory of Dashang.

The reason why the gods taught the human race civilization was that they hoped that the human race could mine bloodstone in large quantities.

It was because King Zhou's son Shou disobeyed the will of the gods and refused to mine the bloodstone that the Shang Dynasty was destroyed.

Now Ling Xuan would of course first understand the situation of the mine. There were many mines in the Shang Dynasty, and not every mine needed the gods to guard it.

Most of the mines that can be supervised by gods sent by the gods are mines that can mine huge amounts of bloodstone, such as the Beishan Mine.

What Ling Xuan was looking for were those small mines.

“Great God, there are no bloodstone mines around this place, but there is a Lanling Mine in Xiaoshi Village, 150 miles east of here.

The amount of blood ore mined there is very small, so Da Shang sent a pair of troops to station there.”

Wang Wu came respectfully to Ling Xuan and prepared to crawl in front of him to report, but was stopped by Ling Xuan. He bent his body slightly and spoke cautiously.

They became bandits in order to escape the corvée labor of the King of Shang, so of course they wanted to be as far away from the mine as possible.

At the same time, this place cannot be sparsely populated.

He became a bandit when he landed. There was no one in this place so how could he survive by robbing?

For this reason, he deliberately chose Maolin Road as the place for robbery. Firstly, this place was remote and poor and the Shang Dynasty had weak control over it. Secondly, this place was an excellent place for robbery because someone from the Lanling Mine passed by.

"One hundred and fifty miles, and there is still no God Clan." Ling Xuan muttered to himself while looking at the raging fire.

One hundred and fifty miles is not too far.

It is equivalent to 75 kilometers, and it can be reached in more than an hour by car.

This is also because the transportation is relatively developed and well-connected, which is why it is so fast.

Like in the world of Wu Geng Ji, humans developed civilization by being enslaved by the gods to mine ore, and they also achieved high cultural achievements.

The city construction and road transportation are still relatively poor. Except for the capital city which has a relatively high construction foundation, other areas are desolate.

It would take three or four days to reach a place one hundred and fifty miles away.

What made Ling Xuan even more certain to go there was that there were no gods in the Lanling Mine, only a team of Da Shang troops.

It snowed heavily last night, and the ground was covered with a layer of white snow, covering up yesterday's footprints.

The cold wind in the early morning was still biting and freezing, and Ling Xuan wrapped himself in a tiger-skin coat and prepared to go to the Lanling Mine.

Yesterday Ling Xuan rejected Wang Wu's suggestion to lead the way for him.

The journey is long and the terrain is complex along the way. He doesn't know what he will encounter. Besides, he is not a true god and will leave this world in a year. He cannot promise anything to Wang Wu.

Staying where you are is a better option for the bandit Wang Wu.

call--

In the dense forest, Ling Xuan, wrapped in a tiger-skin coat and with a layer of fur of some unknown beast on his feet, was gliding at high speed on a round tree, swaying from side to side.

ka ka ka-

The frost energy in Ling Xuan's body kept running at a high speed, and the astonishing cold air burst out through his finger strength, instantly freezing the snow in front of him.

The round trees slid quickly across the frozen road as he steered them.

At first, when sliding on the big tree, I operated it improperly and planted the seedlings upside down several times.

Fortunately, it snowed heavily last night. The snow was half a meter thick, so it didn't hurt much when I fell into the soft snow.

Fortunately, after several mistakes, Ling Xuan finally mastered how to slide on the tree.

At the current gliding speed we should be able to reach Xiaoshi Village before nightfall.

Afterwards, he put up an ice sculpture in front of the public to show his miracles, and everyone thought he was a god and worshipped him.

Now that the road is blocked by heavy snow, the connection between Xiaoshi Village and the Shang Dynasty must be cut off. As long as he doesn't make any noise before the snow melts, he can go to the Lanling Mine to get a few bloodstones and then leave.

Later, the Shang Dynasty sent people to investigate, but they could only find the legend that the Ice God had descended upon Xiaoshi Village.

The stolen bloodstones should not result in the miners being unable to deliver the blood ore, so even if a few bloodstones are lost, it will not affect the Lanling mine.

Ling Xuan came quietly and left quietly, without leaving a trace of dust.

boom.

One didn't pay attention.

The round tree segment collided with the rock, and Ling Xuan suddenly flew into the air under the push of inertia, and did the posture of planting rice seedlings upside down.

"Bah bah bah."

It took Ling Xuan a while to crawl out of the snow in a panic.

I don't know how many days it has snowed in this broken place, and now the thickness of the snow layer is at least one or two meters.

As soon as he stepped down, the whole person fell into the snow and disappeared without a trace.

The round tree branch also created a snow pit, but fortunately it was not far from Lingxuan's snow pit.

Ling Xuan still had to use a lot of effort to slide again.

The main reason was that the tree segment was too heavy and the snow pit it created was almost close to the ground. Ling Xuan spent a lot of time clearing the snow at the starting point of the tree segment.

The sky was getting dark and a few wisps of green smoke were floating in the distant sky.

Ling Xuan, who was gliding, noticed that Qingyan was very excited. There was no sun in the sky and no compass. The original direction was still pointed out by Wang Wu.

He almost lost his direction several times when he "planted rice seedlings upside down" along the way, but fortunately the deviation in direction was not too big.