My script is a supporting role

The branches were turning gently between the fingers, and Zhong Xiaowan's thoughts also lingered.

"Your cultivation base has clearly reached this level, why did you deliberately act so embarrassingly in front of the sect?"

Thinking back on all the things about Mo Chen, Zhong Xiaowan felt that the mystery surrounding this guy became more and more blurred.

Mo Chen ran all the way down Xiangyang Peak with his feet flying, when suddenly a sack fell on his head.

Looking through the gaps in the sack, he saw several pairs of embroidered satin shoes.

"beat him!"

The voice is clear and crisp, full of heroism.

Bang bang bang.

"Who the fuck is this?"

Mo Chen let out a mournful roar.

The bad old man ignored him at all.

Presumably, he was either not looking at him at all, or he was pretending to be deaf and dumb.

The next day, in the back mountain of Qingli Sect, the mine.

Mo Chen held a long pick in his hand, and struck hard on the gray-white rock one by one.

The pickaxe collided with the solid rock, occasionally sparking a few sparks.

Hard labor is a punishment given by the Qingli Sect to disciples who violate the rules of the sect.

Although Mo Chen had known for a long time that he would not escape the fate of punishment, Zheng Qingshan still explained to him earnestly that this was for Qingluo to see.

Punish Mo Chen first, expose the past, and then Qing Luo can't come up with any plausible reasons for her repentance.

This punishment is neither light nor heavy, since he can give Qingluo an explanation, Mo Chen won't suffer too much.

Zheng Qingshan handled it very well.

But Mo Chen didn't care what Qingluo thought.

Chapter No.17 The Gift of Fate

Anyway, marriage or not, it's just a cover.

Left and right have nothing to do with themselves.

"In this life, this guy shouldn't engage in killing sisters again, right?"

"In that life, he was regretted. In this life, he robbed my wife. He can't rob me and kill her again, right?"

Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding iron rocks, revealing the light blue ore inside.

Fire blue primordial stone, eighth grade, belongs to the middle and low rank primordial stones.

But it is very suitable for young disciples like them whose cultivation base is not very high.

Mo Chen looked at the location of the ore and began to knock on the rocks next to it.

The weather is a bit hot today, and the ore in the mine is a bit hot.

"Boss Mo, here we come!"

Wang Yue, Zhang Tianming, and Fang Zhuo, three iron-clad followers, walked over with a smile on their faces.

Mo Chen straightened his waist and said in surprise, "Why are you three here?"

Wang Yue laughed and said, "Boss Mo is mining here, why don't we come?"

Fang Zhuo nodded: "Boss is so loyal, he took everything by himself, we have to do something for him."

The three attendants didn't know about the divorce, and thought it was Boss Mo who shouldered the responsibility for the whole incident in order to keep his brother, and they were so moved.

"Boss, don't worry, the three of us will help you with the work these days."

The three rolled up their sleeves and dug hard.

There was a ding-dong sound in the mine immediately, very lively.

Mo Chen was also happy to relax, sitting on the side, drinking tea leisurely.

The deacon in charge, Song Zheng, came over occasionally to make inspections, but he turned a blind eye when he saw it.

Although labor labor is not allowed, labor labor itself is not considered a heavy punishment, so most of the time, as long as the punished disciples pay enough gold ore, no one will pursue the process.

What's more, Zheng Qingshan also said hello in private, and Song Zheng was also happy to be a favor.

With the help of three followers, Mo Chen's mining journey was much easier.

Moreover, they deliberately slowed down the speed, so that it would appear that Mo Chen had worked hard in mining, so that he could better communicate.

Of course, most of the time, Mo Chen was either sleeping or drinking tea.

"Boss!"

In the depths of the mine, several followers suddenly called out.

Mo Chen swallowed the tea and raised his eyelids.

"Have you dug a treasure? Is there such a fuss?"

Basically, no good things can be dug out of this kind of mine that is reserved for the disciples of the sect.

But the three followers were extremely excited.

"Boss, I really found a treasure!"

Mo Chen frowned slightly and put down the teapot.

"Why are you so excited, baby? You won't tell me that you dug up Yuanjing, right?"

Wang Yue ran over quickly, took his hand, tried to control his trembling voice and said: "You are right! It is really Yuanjing."

Mo Chen was taken aback.

Yuanjing is the most precious treasure among Yuan mines, and the essence of the entire Yuan mine.

According to the ancient legend, the rich and pure vitality in the primordial crystal dissipated and fused with the surrounding ore to form a primordial stone.

So in fact, the most important part of the whole ore is actually on the crystal.

In a small ore, there is mostly only one element crystal, and there will be more veins in larger veins, but not too many.

To be able to dig this kind of thing can be said to be lucky.

The vitality contained in one Yuanjing is almost equal to a small Yuan mine.

For practitioners, the meaning is self-evident.

Even if the fire blue primordial stone itself can only be regarded as an eighth grade primordial stone, it is not very precious.

But the value of one fire blue crystal is more than that of many sixth-grade or even fifth-grade primordial stones.

Mo Chen was also surprised.

This ore lode has been mined by countless people over the years.

I have never heard of digging out Yuanjing.

After a few days of lying down, sleeping and sitting drinking water, how could it be so simple and rude?

There is such a good thing?

"Bad old man, is this a good thing you did?"

Ever since he was captured by the bad old man, Mo Chen only believed in disasters that fell from the sky, and no longer believed in pies that fell from the sky.

"Quack quack!"

The ugly old man laughed.

"Brother Jin's spirit has begun to wake up gradually. If I don't give you something, how can you keep up with the story behind?"

Mo Chen twitched his eyes.

Sure enough, it was a ghost made by a bad old man.

"Didn't you say that everything is stored in the Book of the Gods? You still have to go to such great lengths to get me to dig it out?"

The old man said: "How important is the book of the gods? Naturally, it must be used in key places."

Mo Chen spat: "Bitch is hypocritical."

Naturally, Wang Yue and his followers knew nothing about this, they thought it was because their hands were so red that they dug out this fire blue crystal, and their eyes turned green with excitement.

"The big competition is coming soon, and I am worried that I will not be able to improve my cultivation base."

"Yeah, how many days have I been stuck in the sixth level of entraining Qi? If I get stuck any longer, I don't think I will be able to break through in this lifetime..."

"It's all right now. I think I can at least reach the seventh level when it comes to the big competition. No, I can rush to the eighth level."

"Wow, you can go up to the eighth level, so Boss Mo can't go directly to the second and third level of enlightenment?"

Wang Yue laughed loudly: "Of course Boss Mo won the leader!"

Mo Chen reached out and rubbed his cheeks, then smacked his lips heavily.

You guys are all too young.

I don't know that all the gifts of fate have already secretly marked the price.

Everything you get now will be paid back in the future!

Also, do you think I really care about that broken sect Dabi?

All I want is to live an ordinary life.

I wish someone could understand my stubbornness, see through my bravado, take off my disguise, and let me get out of this broken-script prison...

While Mo Chen was thinking wildly, Yuan Jing had been carefully taken out by three followers.

A large piece of azure blue, similar to a big watermelon, full of vitality, as if a cloud of azure blue smoke was born around the Yuanjing.

The three attendants stretched out their hands to touch Yuan Jing, fascinated.

Mo Chen also took a look, it wasn't hot, it was warm and comfortable.

Just about to speak, "Boom!"

A bell-like sound rang in the Lingtai.

The quaint giant book was opened untimely.

Large golden characters gathered on the page.

[Scene] Houshanhuo Lanyuan Mine

【Story】

Mo Chen and others dug the Huolan Yuanjing in the Houshan Huolan Mine.

Mo Chen's intention to swallow the Huolan Yuanjing alone caused dissatisfaction among Wang Yue and the others.

The four had a dispute.

Mo Chen seriously injured the three of them, and left with the Huolan Yuanjing.

【out】

Mo Chen's open mouth froze, showing a funny "O" shape!

Back to wow?

Too cruel!

Originally, he thought very simple, since everyone dug up this thing, then everyone who sees it will have a share, and each person should share a piece.

Although this thing is good, it is limited to the current realm of cultivation.

To compete with the bosses, it is not enough to put on the table.

What Mo Chen was looking for was the majestic vitality that could support high-level spells.

In the end, I didn't expect the old man to play such a trick.