And the more advanced the skills, the higher the proficiency requirements.
You can grow so fast in the back, but how rich is the proficiency of this magical mine?
Time flies by
Another month passed.
On this day, Wang Mu took a pick and went to the mine.
It’s a little slower than planned, but today the sacred mine should be dug up.
Wang Mu had a hunch that there might be some changes after this sacred mine was dug up …
Chapter 4 innate spirit?
Walking into the original dark mine, there is no need for an oil lamp at this time.
Because as the magic mine emerged from the rock strata, it gradually enveloped more than half of the mine.
Come to the position at this time, a small part of the purple mine is embedded in the rock.
The small figure in the depths of the mysterious star pattern in the hidden mine is still blurred
Wang Mu thoughtfully for a moment waving picks to continue digging.
Every force is controlled subtly for fear of any damage to Shenkuang.
A few hours later
When all the rocks around Shenkuang were cleaned and excavated quickly, Shenkuang fell from the rocks.
Head-sized ore fell to the ground and made a crisp sound.
a moment
The mine was cracked …
“？” Wang Mu
I’ve been digging hard for two months, and I’ve wasted several pickaxes for fear of knocking them.
Boy, it just cracked when it was dug out?
At this moment, Wang Mu instantly felt the darkness of the world
Wang Mu’s face was black and he looked at the broken mine gradually.
There’s a flash crack in it, and it’s expanding
It will slow down until it cracks a big mouth
"Hey …"
Wang Mu felt a little strange that the crack seemed to move.
"Is there life in this sacred mine?"
Wang Mu squatted with a face of meditation.
After digging for two months, Wang Mu also thought about the mystery of the Ministry of Mines and thought about what life it would give birth to.
Xianxia world, mountains, rivers and plants can become spirits.
According to the village chief, a long time ago, all kinds of innate spirits were bred in every corner of the world, and they all had extraordinary and mysterious powers, which those who cultivated immortals were more eager for.
Later, when Wang Mu asked about the specific power, the village chief faltered and couldn’t say why. I’m not a cultivator. How can I know so much?
"Well …"
Wang Mu looked at the crack. "What’s the matter?"
Wanted to think, Wang Mu took out a Xuan iron ore and threw it in.
