Chapter 6 Absorbing the Soul Stone "Xia Ming, come in."
Listening to Jiang Liang's plain voice at the door, Xia Ming tugged hard on his white clothes.
There seemed to be a drop of blood on it. Xia Ming was frustrated for a long time, but there was no trace.
All this is really like an illusion.
……
"Disciple Xia Ming, I have met Elder Jiang."
Looking at the humble Xia Ming in front of him, the smile on Jiang Liang's face grew stronger.
There is no way to heaven! The east corner is lost, and the mulberry elm is harvested.
Li Dahu, Li Dahu!
You miscalculated this time!
If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have discovered this diamond in Xia Ming! This guy is simply a genius at collecting corpses!
Thinking of this, Jiang Liang stood up and patted Xia Ming's shoulder affectionately.
"Xia Ming, you did a good job this time. I will give you a soul stone every day from now on."
"In addition... you can also take one of today's harvest."
Looking at the lacquer plate that Jiang Liang slowly pushed over, Xia Ming waved his hands repeatedly.
"Xia Ming doesn't dare. The disciple just did his duty. The disciple doesn't dare to claim the merit."
Xia Ming's words really spoke to Jiang Liang's heart.
Listen!
Listen!
This is the good disciple who holds the soul cliff. What the hell is Li Dahu!
With his little ability, instead of repaying the sect, he still wants to bargain with me? Pooh!Is he worthy of being a disciple of Dahe Sect?
After taking a look at Xia Ming's green face, Jiang Liang became more convinced of Xia Ming's sincerity.
A pure child is like a precious jade, but in comparison, Li Dahu is just a smelly stone in a latrine.
"Take it! You must take it! Xia Ming, if you are asked to take it, take it."
Listening to Xia Ming's tone that did not allow for refutation, Xia Ming looked at the lacquer plate not far away again.
There were a dozen small objects placed haphazardly on the lacquer tray. Looking at them, Xia Ming's eyes filled with excitement.
He remembered clearly that he had opened twenty, so why were there only a dozen left?
Xia Ming, who remained calm, finally picked up a brass ring in the corner of the lacquer plate.
This is an extremely ordinary brass ring.
When the ring was first revealed, Xia Ming was stunned for a long time.
Why did Yin Qi hide such an ordinary ring in his acupoint alone? Is there an old man with a white beard inside? Or is this a storage ring? Xia Ming once imagined that he would get a strange object and then go all the way to the blue clouds.
But unfortunately, this is just an ordinary brass ring.
Even if it is placed in the induced magnetic field, there is still no reaction.
Maybe it's just that this ring has a very special meaning to Yin Shiqi.
Seeing Xia Ming pick up the inconspicuous brass ring, Jiang Liang's eyes almost overflowed with admiration.
it is good! He knows how to advance and retreat, he is a good seedling!
Patting Xia Ming's shoulder again, Jiang Liang said with a kind face:
"Xia Ming, I have worked hard for you today. You should go and rest first. In addition, you should also take these three soul stones."
Without waiting for Xia Ming to speak, Jiang Liang directly stuffed the soul stone into his hand.
"Disciple Xia Ming, thank you Elder Jiang."
……
By the time Xia Ming walked out of the quiet room, the sky was already dark.
The waning moon hangs high, the lone star shines, and the galaxy is boundless.
Looking up, Xia Ming couldn't find a familiar corner.
Xia Ming knew that he could no longer go back.
It's the winter moon, the cold is getting heavier, and the moonlight is frosty, layer by layer.
Step after step, following the patrol envoy, Xia Ming returned to his 37th hole.
After putting down the straw curtain at the entrance of the hole, the bitterly cold 37th hole became a little more lively.
Wrapping up the thin quilt, huddled in the corner of the straw mat.
With the faint light, Xia Ming carefully looked at the three soul stones in his palm.
The soul stone is a kind of spiritual stone. The soul will never be separated. If it is melted into the spiritual stone, there is a chance to give birth to a soul stone.
Unlike spirit stones that are exclusive to monks, soul stones are more accessible to the people.
Whether it is inspiration or ordinary people, soul stones can be used.
Theoretically, any creature with a soul can use soul 's just that you can't suck this soul stone too much.
If you smoke this stuff too much, it will become addictive.
Staring at the three soul stones in his palm, Xia Ming shook them hard.
In an instant, the stone skin shattered, and a cloud of gray mist rose from Xia Ming's palm.
Xia Ming moved forward curiously, poked with his fingers, and then sniffed.
He directly sucked in more than half of the gray mist. Xia Ming suddenly felt that his mind was clear and his body was no longer tired.
This stuff... is refreshing! Don’t smoke too much! Cough!
Sucking in and out, Xia Ming suddenly felt uncomfortable and started coughing violently.
At this moment, more than half of the gray mist in his mouth and nose dissipated.
By the time Xia Ming came to his senses and wanted to inhale again, the gray mist had already disappeared.
Just these few mouthfuls made Xia Ming feel so distressed that she stayed awake most of the night.
deficit.
Big loss.
……
In the next few days, 37 holes were extremely busy.
People carrying corpses came and went, and patrolmen wandered around from time to time.
Twelve hours a day, Xia Ming works almost eight.
But surprisingly, instead of complaining at all, Xia Ming actually enjoyed it.
Seeing this situation, Jiang Liang also continued to increase Xia Ming's workload.
Then, an extremely strange scene appeared on Soul Holding Cliff.
Cave 37 is extremely busy, while the other caves are extremely quiet.
Gradually, a rumor spread throughout the Soul Holding Cliff.
There are no human beings living in these 37 holes.
It is a donkey that has become a spirit.
Only a donkey would be so stupid to work.
Do not! Donkeys can even bray twice, and the guy on hole 37 is even more outrageous than a donkey.
Faced with the rumors outside, Xia Ming, of course, turned a blind eye.
In his eyes, those corpses with hidden spiritual roots are the cornerstones of his immortal path.
In order to embark on the path to immortality, it doesn’t matter if it’s a little tiring and a little bit hard.
One day, two days, three days...
As time passed, Li Dahu on the [-]th hole couldn't laugh anymore.
The development of things began to gradually deviate from his expectations.
Not only did Jiang Liang not come back to see him again, but even the job of providing him with seventeen holes was greatly reduced.
Could it be that the 37-hole handyman disciple could really compare to him, Li Dahu? impossible! Impossible!
In this way, another ten days passed.
Li Dahu couldn't sit still.
Even if he doesn't want to believe it anymore, the fact has become true and he has to admit it.
Ever since, Li Dahu personally visited Jiang Liang.
Be respectful and behave appropriately.
Li Dahu proposed to draw one out of ten according to the previous rules.
Jiang Liang smiled when he heard Li Dahu's words.
One out of ten?
It seems that Li Dahu hasn't woken up yet.
This moment has passed, and he still dares to draw one out of ten?
Xia Ming can completely replace him, Li Dahu!
Isn't that little donkey better than this black-hearted tiger?
A thing that doesn’t know whether to live or die.
With a cold snort, Jiang Liang waved his hand directly towards Li Dahu.
Looking at Li Dahu's retreating back, Jiang Liang's eyes became colder.
"Li Dahu, Li Dahu, have you been killed by dogs all these years?"
"Or...you really think of me as a soft persimmon like them!"
(End of this chapter)
