
If according to the rules, it should be that the Yulong mine would send out a certain amount of jade seeds every ten days, which was the sect's biggest source of income. After that, these jade seeds would be distributed to every disciple.
But now, already half a month had passed, the jade seeds had yet to be sent. Of course, this subject received direct attention from Sun Jafran. He initially thought it was just a matter of weather, and let in two to three more days. But five days have passed, the shipment has not come. Obviously something is not right.
Another purpose of sending Haris Tian, and instead of choosing an elder, was to establish prestige as an heir to a sect. Only when we have more merit will those people be confident and confident in our abilities.
"It's Fubing." Sun Jafran handed Haris Tian a piece of paper in yellow in an ancient pattern. "When you're in grave danger, you must drip blood on it and throw it."
"Fuck, bing?" Haris Tian was surprised and picked up the yellow paper. It was like an inscription talisman in his former life as the Reincarnation Emperor. It was a median that was already filled from one's combat power through special means, and if it was thrown at an enemy it would result in a terrifying attack. The difference was only in the trigger, usually enough with spiritual energy, whereas this fubing had to drip blood first.
Sun Jafran can make Fubing?
"It was passed down from ancient times, and I found it in the ruins of an ancient civilization in the territory of our sect." Sun Jafran explained, "This fusion is extremely rare, and it is too old, its strength is also weakened. It was only effective for attacking enemies in the ten pulses."
What is the power of ten veins?
The power of a king!
Obviously it's just a piece of paper, but it can give off a lot of energy.
Sun Jafran was very appreciative of Haris Tian. He willingly gave fubing the strength of ten nadis. Traveling to this small mine just to investigate the situation in the mine, it should be that Haris Tian would not encounter any problems.
"Well, I'll be leaving soon." Haris Tian nodded.
He was now at the initial stage of the six veins, but his strength reached 17,000 catties, which was comparable to the eight initial stage veins. With the monkey fists and fubing of Sun Jafran, even if there was no cultivation suppression, he was full of confidence to fight.
"Go, be careful." Sun Jafran waved his hand.
Haris Tian returned to his residence and made some preparations. He rejected Sun Jafran's suggestion to bring his servant. He took his sword, then set off down the mountain.
He remembered the long feud between himself and Li Mandan, he should not underestimate the fact that Li Mandan was still alive, even if now Li Mandan's reputation had declined sharply.
This guy won't miss a good opportunity.
Haris Tian was aware that he had no chance of winning against Li Mandan, unless he sincerely sacrificed his fubing.
That was his step.
Haris Tian thought for a while and started taking detours, passing through mountains and forests, and running on a path that no one had crossed.
Now his strength is above 10,000 catties. Climbing hills and mountains is much easier than ever before. It just takes a little effort for him. Two days later, he arrived at the Yulong mine cave. Since there was a mine here, a village had been built nearby. The miners usually ate and lived here, and they could only return to the city once in a while.
Of course, all the miners here were ordinary people. Only 13 supervisors were disciples of the Ancient Tao sect. One of them is a leader. That person's cultivation was at eight veins, and his strength was not weak. If any tiger came, he could kill him with a single blow.
Haris Tian went to the village first. He immediately felt something strange. Right now it was still afternoon, the miners should still be working in the cave, but the village was very quiet, there was no sound at all in such a large village. It's like a ghost village. Where are the people? Even though the miners have not come home, does not anyone still have to cook?
Haris Tian walked around the village with a long sword in his hand. Even though he had now not mastered any sword techniques, it was still better to hold a sword in this kind of situation.
Wus, the mountain breeze is blowing. It is summer, but the weather is cold.
Haris Tian's steps were very relaxed, he walked from head to tail of the village, not a single person was found, and he had also been closely observing, finding no trace of battle at all.
It seemed that the people in this village fled on their own initiative, so they did not cause any damage.
Haris Tian walked again to the other corner, this time he entered the room, from house to house. Still nothing was found.
Empty, empty, empty, as he was about to return and planned to continue his goal to the cave, he finally found a clue in a room.
Actually, he didn't know if it included a clue. He found scales, about the size of a fingernail. The shape is very strange, and it is not known what kind of animal it is.
Thanks to this fishy smell as well, which attracted Haris Tian to find the source of the smell, and found these scales.
Is there something ferocious that has preyed on the residents in this village?
How could?
There are 13 disciples of the Ancient Tao sect here. The strongest one was even in the eight veins. What ferocious thing could they not defeat? In fact, no one survived a single person?
Even if there were, the monster would be at least level nine or even ten nadis.
Haris Tian frowned. If he wanted to investigate it further, it was extremely dangerous and would threaten his life.
"What?"
He heard footsteps outside. Is anyone safe?
Haris Tian walked out of the door, Wing, a cold light flashed, descended and pointed at his neck.
A swift and ferocious attack.
Being in such a strange place, of course Haris Tian would not let his guard down. He was always ready to face danger, with a sword in his hand, he immediately fended off the attack.
ding!
A shrill voice, he felt his right hand slightly numb, but the attack was also successfully passed by him.
But just then, another cold light came.
There was more than one person attacking him!
Haris Tian rolled his legs and made the attack pass by just like that. He felt a bit of pain all over his body. He was too forced to change his body shape, his position was now similar to that of a kayang, but with abnormal foot and hand positions. How else, when it had just fended off the first attack, the second attack had already arrived, and both attacks came suddenly. He's really been cornered.
Wus, the third attack is coming again.
Haris Tian's momentum was depleted, and his body shape was no longer possible to change. It's over.
Nothing is impossible!
Haris Tian used a monkey skill, and the power in his meridians worked again magically, it gave him endless momentum.
He turned around and finally dodged the third attack.
There was no fourth attack.
In front of Haris Tian, there were three people.
Yang Kai, Yang Fei, and Li Mandan!
How cute are the three of them working together?
Haris Tian thought about it for a moment. Yang Fei and Yang Kai were humiliated by him when they auditioned for the heir to the sect. Li Mandan lost his position, and failed to become the son-in-law of the He family.
So these three people are comrades in a struggle.
Ha ha, this Li Mandan is indeed a typical person who is always careful. He was obviously nine veins, but was unwilling to act on his own.