hun wu

Chapter 108 Dive

The shops in a small town were stolen, and it is also the industry of the Lishan School.

Almost all the souls nearby have begun to take action. This is not just a matter of three soul stones. They can get along with giants like the Lishan School, and no one can let go of such an opportunity.

If you can ask the ancestors of Lishan to guide you, you can take fewer detours, but this is just a good luxury.

Tenglong is not so good, not to mention the ancestors of Lishan.

But the scar-faced middle-aged man seems to have evaporated, and no one can find it.

No one knows that Pulin is dead, and another soul man who looks exactly like Pulin is rushing to the Soul Stone Mountains.

According to Pulin's memory, it took about half a day to get to the Soul Stone Mountains of the Lishan School. This Soul Stone Mountains can be regarded as the lifeblood of a sect. The souls responsible for guarding them are very credible people, and they are extremely secretive and covered by formations, and few people can find them.

Zhao Haoran stood at a ferry, and only a small broken boat docked on the shore.

The lake is clear to the end, and the cheerful fish below swim around, but can they really be free and happy forever?

"Wra"

A splash suddenly splashed on the lake. A rickety old man stepped on the waves and looked extremely funny, but Zhao Haoran did not dare to be careless at all. Pulin had always been extremely afraid of this person, and no one could see through his cultivation.

Zhao Haoran is a little nervous. The effect of the thousand fantasy mask depends on this time. He is ready to run away at any time, but on the surface, he looks as usual.

The old man's eyes are cloudy, but with a strong penetrating power. Zhao Haoran lowered his head in a hurry. This man's cultivation should be only one step away from the Japanese soul, and the aura of heaven and earth seemed to flow with him.

This is a phenomenon that only occurs on soul people who are about to reach the cultivation of the Japanese soul. The main reason is that the control ability of the domain is very poor and cannot be put away. It looks terrible and brings great pressure to people. It is purely the suppression of cultivation.

"Token." The old man held the oar with his right hand and stretched out his left hand in front of Zhao Haoran.

Zhaoran respectfully took out a token from his arms, which is not gold and not wood. The material is extremely strange. It is carved with a mountain with "forest" written on the front. The soul stone mountains are strictly controlled. Each leader has its own unique token, which contains his own breath.

If someone forcibly changes the breath in the token, the token will explode, which is amazingly powerful.

Zhaoran has carefully observed that the array on this token is complicated and cannot be destroyed at all. I don't know who made this array. As long as there are any changes, it will lead to the self-destruction of the array.

This made Zhao Haoran want to mix with his own breath, but the ability of this magic mask was beyond his imagination. The old man in front of him obviously did not find anything strange, and his mood had always been in a stable state, so Zhao Haoran dared to board the boat.

It is getting farther and farther away from the shore, and you can see the small lake on the other side at a glance as if it will never end.

The old man shook his oar feebly. Zhao Haoran sat in the bow and meditated cross-legged. About a scented time later.

The scene in front of us has changed dramatically. It is still a small lake, but it is surrounded by mountains. You can also see a group of strong men shouting slogans and carrying baskets of things in one direction.

Zhao Haoran could sense a lot of soul power inside and saw so many soul stones with his own eyes for the first time.

Zhao Haoran's mood couldn't help but be turbulent. If only he could get all these soul stones.

"Aboard." The old man whispered.

turned around and flew to the shore without saying a word according to Pulin's past practice.

When he came here, Zhao Haoran was careful everywhere, which was not as good as others. If he made the slightest mistake, he might die here. He could only imitate Pu Lin as much as possible, so as not to make people suspicious.

Mining soul stone is a fine job. Almost all sects are looking for ordinary people to complete it. At the end, it will be good to erase his memory. There will be no problem at all, and mortals are easy to control. Only a few soul people need to supervise and guard each other.

Pulin is a soul man in the middle of January. His cultivation is only moderate among these leaders. He is responsible for the mining of a mineral vein and usually only occasionally. Those ordinary people have no way to hide soul stones. These people are more than supervising each other.

The big leader is Li Di, a disciple of Qiqi Taoists in Lishan. He is loyal and has been guarding here for hundreds of years. In Pulin's impression, Li Di rarely comes out. Most of the time, these small leaders are responsible, but no one dares to try to deviate, because people with other ideas in the past died miserably. , even the relatives in the family have not been let go.

The body was hung in a place where everyone could see, until it was dried and thrown into the barren mountains and forests. After learning a lesson, everyone was much more honest and nothing had happened in so many years.

Surrounded by layers of mountains, Zhao Haoran came to Pulin's residence. There were about a dozen small leaders, each of whom had their own courtyard. Generally, no one would disturb him if he had nothing to do.

As soon as Zhao Haoran sat down, he heard a knock on the door and looked into it. It was a girl in a floral skirt. It was a little strange that there was never this person in his memory.

Opening the door, the girl made a wish, "Master, I'm the new maid. I'm responsible for delivering tea and food to the masters. Just call me Xiao Cui."

Zhao Haoran nodded. The disciples of the Lishan School will enjoy it. The places where they live are extremely luxurious. Each exclusive courtyard is full of mountains and water, which is extremely beautiful. In addition, several mortal chefs have been specially invited, and the mountains and seas are endless every day.

Li Di did not stop these, but supported them very much. As long as there is no problem with the soul stone, let these people toss around.

"Xiao Cui, I don't like to disturb you. You don't need to bring me food and tea in the future. I'll call you if necessary."

"Yes."

Xiao Cui respectfully left Zhao Haoran's residence and was curious. The old man seemed to be different from the rest. He didn't look good, but he spoke and acted in an elegant way and was completely different from others. After seeing her, he wanted to do something.

For two consecutive days, Zhao Haoran did not go out. These little leaders only need to watch it once in two or three days. Although Zhao Haoran was anxious, he did not dare to be too obvious. In case he was noticed by someone with intentions, it would be bad.

The soul stone veins are hidden in the mountain. They must be excavated patiently and slowly. After too much damage, the soul stone will have no effect.

However, these mortals are full of energy and carefully mining soul stones. For them, they can earn a gold in a month, which is simply a fantasy, but the money has been available, so they have to work hard. It seems that these people are not easy to mess with.

The jingling sound kept ringing. Zhao Haoran rubbed his head and took care of it so strictly. How could he secretly carry away the soul stone? Even if it is very difficult to take away one or two pieces, but in the Soulstone Mountains for a long time, Li Di occasionally took it once or twice as if he didn't find it.

Over time, everyone has also tacitly. No one dared to cross the boundary and touch the mountain. The mountains with soul stones are extremely hard. It is difficult to mine several people. More than 1,000 people can probably collect thousands of soul stones every day, but there are many disciples like the Lishan School, and this soul stone is not without Limited, what is sent to everyone is extremely limited.

Those strong men who mined soul stones saw Zhao Haoran nodded and bowed respectfully. They heard rumors that these seemingly weak people are immortals who can work for the immortals and have the capital to brag in the future, but they don't know that their fate has been doomed, and they will change in a year or two.

All the memories of the Soul Stone Mountains will be changed to work in a rich family, and it is even more impossible to remember the immortals.

"Pulin?" The tone of the speaker behind him seemed to be slightly surprised, "Why did you come back so soon?"

Zhao Haoran turned his head and saw that it was another small leader Gao Liang, and he had a good relationship with Pulin. Naturally, he knew that he was out of the Soul Stone Mountains.