It has been more than a month since He Rin's rebirth, but his memory has always been in a semi-blocked state. He simply thinks that he is just a child who has just been born and is no different from others. Even if he thinks of some things, he regards him as an illusion. The dream, what he saw when he opened his eyes, was the world that truly belonged to him. He also seems to like the present life very much and is reluctant to accept the memories of the past. It was originally expected that he would recover within two months, but now it seems that things will not be so smooth.
However, He Rin's learning ability is very strong, no matter what he teaches, he can master it quickly, although most of the skills he masters are not mainstream. After thinking about it again and again, he finally decided to let him develop freely. Making a study plan may limit his growth.
After staying in the mental hospital for two days, An Xian received a message from the spar mine that the new crystal ore was mined. She decided to go there in person, accompanied by lawyer Fang.
The scale of this spar mine is very large, and the source layer is nearly 100 meters deep underground. According to the geological survey, the formation of the ore veins took about a thousand years, and it was after the accident in the world of self-cultivation.
This made An Xian quite puzzled. With the depletion of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, it would take a thousand years to form such a huge ore vein. As far as she knew, the spar mine held by the He family was only one-half the size of this ore vein, and it had been formed before the accident in the world of self-cultivation. Because it is buried deep in the ground, the spiritual energy does not lose too much.
An Xian speculated that this vein must have formed under some special conditions, but she was not sure what it was.
"The quality of the rough mined this time is good, and two-thirds are above the middle grade." The person in charge of the mine handed An Xian a rough sample, and said with a happy face, "This is still a crystal mine close to the surface. According to my experience, The deeper the burial, the better the quality. The actual value of this lode may be higher than estimated, and it can be mined for at least ten years.”
An Xian nodded without commenting, his eyes shifted from the sample in his hand to the waste piled in the corner. The so-called waste is the inferior rough stone that has been removed after several optimizations. But in An Xian's view, some of these inferior rough stones can be refined into spirit stones.
Every time she chooses materials, she first selects from scraps, which cannot extract enough spirit stones, and then considers selecting from high-quality rough stones.
"Mr. Roy, what do you want these rough stones for?" Lawyer Fang wondered, "Unprocessed rough stones can't be sold at a high price. If you want to collect them, you should polish them first. The rough stones alone are not beautiful. It takes up space again, do you want to polish it yourself?"
"Yeah, yes." An Xian replied casually, while having the rough stone she selected transported into the car.
At this moment, there was a sudden commotion in the distance.
"I'll take a look." The person in charge of the mine pleaded guilty and was about to leave when he said calmly, "Let's go together."
Several people followed the sound to the mine, and saw dozens of workers gathered together, talking nonsense to a mine wall.
"What happened?" the head of the mine asked loudly.
The workers immediately separated and made a way. One of the workers said: "Look at the owner, our instruments can't dig in here."
"Why can't we dig in?" The person in charge of the mine approached and checked carefully, and found that the wall was very hard, and the instrument could only leave a shallow mark on it. He studied the texture of the mine wall, and it was no different from the mines in other locations.
While everyone was discussing why this abnormality occurred, An Xian quietly probed into the interior of the mine to check the situation. Divine consciousness continued to deepen, 3 meters, 4 meters... Until 7 meters, a familiar and powerful breath rushed towards her like a tide, she immediately retracted her consciousness, and took a half step back.
"What's wrong?" Lawyer Fang noticed An Xian's movements and turned his head to ask.
"It's nothing." An Xian said, "Let the farm owner mine other ore layers first. This area is temporarily blocked and restarted in two days."
Although lawyer Fang didn't understand why, she still ordered her to go on.
That night, I stayed in the factory for the night, and when the night was quiet, I quietly came to the mine.
In the pitch-black mine, a shimmering figure stood in front of the mine wall and put his hand on it. Immediately, his fingers were shining brightly. Countless cracks appeared on the hard rock, and they continued to spread to the inside. Like a net, the vertical and horizontal weaving reaches a depth of 7 meters.
"Broken." A low shout sounded, and the mine wall under the palm of the hand shattered, forming a black hole the size of a basketball. A powerful cyclone spewed out of the black hole. In an instant, the stone chips flew and whizzed.
Anxian clenched her fingers, and the streamer light flickered, but after a while, a spherical rough stone slowly flew out of the black hole and landed in her hand.
An Xian put the rough stone in front of him and scrutinized it carefully. Two sharp eyes penetrated the surface and clearly saw the objects buried in it.
It was a skull, translucent and translucent, with a lingering aura. It came from the same source as the collarbone in the Array Yimen and the phalanx in Jin Ziyang's hand.
It is no wonder that such a huge vein can be formed here, obviously because of the existence of this skull. A single clavicle of the god-man can maintain a large formation for thousands of years, and the divine power contained in a skull is even more incalculable.
The clavicle of Zhen Yimen is inconvenient to take away, but this skull is not to be concerned about. The ore veins have already formed and are being mined. Even with the warm support of the skulls, it is impossible to derive new ore veins in just ten years. Instead of leaving it to waste, let her take it away.
Putting the skull into the storage ring, the surging airflow suddenly disappeared, and the divine power left in the air was also absorbed by Anxian without waste.
Get out of the mine and feel at ease.
With this skull, she can completely turn the entire Siyou Mountain into a holy place for spiritual energy cultivation. Whether it is cultivating or cultivating flowers and trees, she will get twice the result with half the effort.
Early the next morning, Anxian drove back to Siyou Mountain. The first thing he did was to bury the skull deep in the ground. At the moment when it entered the ground, the surrounding aura suddenly changed, and a mist slowly rose, several formations flickered faintly, flowers and trees sighed happily, and the animals burrowed out of their nests one after another, facing the sky, happily tweet.
Thump, Flashtail jumped out of the lake, splashing a splash of water.
Yunlin Jiao erected his body, opened his scales, and absorbed the energy permeating the air.
Shiwei was lying on the ground, stretching his limbs comfortably, his eyebrows and eyes curved, and his face was content.
The furry family stood in a row, a low growl in their throats, like playing music, their fur stretched out, and their tails swayed in the wind.
In the shadow, the branches and leaves of ginseng trembled slightly, shimmering with a green luster, and the fruits at the top of the umbels turned from green to red, like red beans, one by one, crystal clear and translucent.
An Xian stood in the mountains, opened his arms, took a deep breath, and a faint halo flashed across his fair skin.
After dozens of minutes, everything returned to calm, but the entire Siyou Mountain seemed to have been washed and had a new look.
In the evening, I stayed in the mountains to cultivate peacefully, the qi flow circulated, and the water came naturally, jumping from the late Jindan to the early Nascent Soul. She used to be a master of the tribulation period, but now she is just re-cultivating the Dao. As long as she is full of spiritual energy and blessed with spirituality, she can break through the ban and advance smoothly.
When she opened her eyes again, it was two days later. She stood up slowly, and there was a clear spirit between her actions and actions.
After reaching the Nascent Soul stage, he has transcended the realm of mortals and entered another level.
The contactor on his wrist was almost blown up, and An Xian walked towards the small building while replying to a text message to someone he knew.
Approaching the flower field, suddenly stopped, looked up, and saw a ginseng swaying in the wind between the flower field and the small building, the spiritual energy flowing around, circling and wandering, and then slowly condensing, turning into a translucent figure , suspended in mid-air, with long hair like smoke in the wind, the slender body is empty and solid, and the handsome face, like an ice sculpture, is cold and refined, similar to An Xian.
"Roy!" An Xian took a step, and instantly came to the ginseng, looking at the young man in front of him with a spiritual body, his heart was happy.
Roy's predecessor was ginseng essence. Although he has experienced many reincarnations, the spirit still exists, and it is not difficult to transform into a spiritual body, but he did not expect it to be so fast. According to this progress, it is estimated that it will take ten years to cultivate the fleshly body.
Roy lowered his head and stared at An Xian, and there was no emotion in his transparent eyes. But after a while, he slowly floated down, put his hand on her shoulder, and leaned over her face, just as when she first found him, he gently pressed against her, feeling the familiar aura on her body.
There was a smile in An Xian's eyes, a cloud of white mist surrounded her intimately, and there was a faint whisper of unknown meaning.
"Hello, Roy, let's get to know you formally. My name is 'An Xian'." Before she crossed the calamity, Ginseng had never changed shape, and the two had only had a simple exchange of consciousness, and now it is a real meeting.
"Anxian..." A faint voice sounded in the air, "I'm 'Roy'?"
"Yes, you are Roy, I am An Xian, we are friends who have known each other for more than two thousand years." An Xian looked at him with a smile.
"Friend..." A layer of ripples swayed on Roy's cold face, and his long hair like water mist splashed and danced, like a dizzy snow lotus on rice paper.
"Squeak!" A clear cry came from the side, and An Xian turned his head, but Roy didn't move, still maintaining a staring posture.
"Roy, let me introduce you." An Xian crouched down and touched Yun Lin Jiao's head, "This is Yun Lin Jiao, minions."
Roy then looked away from An Xian and looked down at Yun Lin Jiao, who was looking at him curiously.
An Xian took him to the lake again, summoned the furrier, the lion guard and the flash tail one by one, and introduced them to Roy.
Roy had no interest in them, and always floated by An Xian's side, with a mist of water entwining the ends of her hair, as if holding hands.
Then, An Xian took him around again, familiarizing himself with the environment. While he was talking, the contactor suddenly rang. He raised his hand and saw that it was Segler's call.
"What's the matter?" An Xian asked.
"A few people from the He family want to meet you. Will you meet tomorrow afternoon?" Segler's voice came from there.
Roy leaned over and pressed An Xian's ear, as if curious.
An Xian guessed that it might be because of the spar mine. After thinking about it, he said, "No, please help me back."
"it is good."
After finishing the call, An Xian raised his head and found that Roy, who was still floating beside her, had disappeared at some point. It just turned into a spiritual body, and it shouldn't be able to gather for too long. When the time is up, it will return to the main body.