Blood sacrifice to millions of zombies, I will be a demon cultivator in the apocalypse

Chapter 28 Black Iron Concentrate Vein

The usually bustling Internal Affairs Hall has become much deserted due to the sect war, with only some outer disciples looking for ideal missions.

Along the way, when the outer disciples saw him and saw the inner disciple clothes he was wearing, they unconsciously stepped aside and bowed their heads to show respect.

There were even fewer inner disciples, and Zheng Yi only saw two or three people along the way, all of whom were unfamiliar faces.

Each one of them was in a hurry, without stopping, and without any exchange of greetings with him.

After passing through the outer hall and walking into the inner hall, he was greeted by a wizened old deacon.

"Senior, this junior is the new inner disciple of the sect. This time I came to receive the inner sect's mission..."

"There are many things that I don't understand, and I hope that the deacon will not hesitate to teach me and give me some pointers."

While speaking, Zheng Yi turned his right hand, and a bag containing spiritual stones appeared in his hand, which was quietly handed forward to his hand.

"Um……"

The old deacon must have seen this kind of thing many times, and there was no sign of anything strange on his face.

Using a technique even more skillful than Zheng Yi's, he quietly put away the bag.

At the same time, his spiritual mind penetrated into the unsuspecting bag, and a kind smile immediately appeared on his face, making Zheng Yi even more pleasing to the eye.

Although it was just a casual exploration, the weight and quantity in the bag made him feel happy and satisfied.

He could feel the number of no less than thirty low-grade spiritual stones as soon as he got it.

"Huh? Not bad, not bad!"

Turning around and putting the bag in his arms, the old man smiled as he looked at Zheng Yi taking the lead.

It’s just that it’s unclear whether the sentence ‘not bad, not bad’ is a comment on Zheng Yi himself or Lingshi’s filial piety.

"My surname is Zhang, and I am the deacon of the Internal Affairs Hall. I will be responsible for the task arrangements for this half month."

"what's your name?"

Deacon Lao Zhang's attitude suddenly changed 180 degrees, and he asked with a smile.

"Return to Deacon Zhang, junior Zheng Yi."

He took out the inner disciple token from his arms and handed it over. Deacon Lao Zhang touched the token with the task list in his hand, and all of Zheng Yi's information was directly displayed on it.

After checking it slightly, Deacon Lao Zhang's eyes couldn't help but light up, and he said with a smile: "It turns out that he is still a descendant of Elder Gongsun."

"Seeing that you have only joined the sect not long ago, you want to do your best for the sect so quickly. You are worthy of being a disciple of an old senior."

"I wonder which mission you are interested in when you come here this time?"

Deacon Lao Zhang didn't waste much words, but took people's money to help them eliminate disasters.

When he came to the Neiwu Hall, he casually gave him such a big gift. He wouldn't believe it if Zheng Yi had no purpose.

People in the devil's path pay more attention to the survival of the fittest, so they are very straightforward in their behavior, and they are straightforward in appearance.

Since Deacon Lao Zhang collected the items, he did not hide them and just let Zheng Yi choose.

"This disciple is of humble strength and hopes to obtain a relatively safe garrison mission. I hope the deacon will fulfill my wish."

It was naturally impossible for Zheng Yi to choose the task by himself, but explained his own needs.

If he was really the descendant of Elder Gongsun, he could still slap his face on his nose, but unfortunately he is not.

Now, the more I pull the wool over my head and borrow Elder Gongsun's name, the more trouble I will have in the future. If anyone thinks of asking Elder Gongsun for advice in person, it will be more of a loss than the gain.

At the very least, he could not escape the crime of using Elder Gongsun's name to make profits for himself.

<divclass="contentadv">As for the old deacon Zhang, he made up his own mind and connected him with Elder Gongsun through some information in the inner disciple's token. This has nothing to do with him.

Sometimes it takes skill to use your own strength to fake the power of a tiger.

"Huh? Guarding mission, safe?"

Deacon Lao Zhang didn't think too much, and directly checked the mission list according to Zheng Yi's idea. After choosing for a long time, he finally confirmed the garrison mission of a small mineral vein.

It was a small black iron concentrate vein three hundred miles away from the sect. The disciples stationed there expired this month and needed to be rotated. Originally, inner sect disciples who were at least the fifth or sixth level of Qi training had to be sent there.

But now the sect is in urgent need of manpower, and many of the best disciples from the inner sect have been sent to the front lines. With Zheng Yi's current level of cultivation, he can barely serve as a substitute.

After all, things are ever-changing, and there’s nothing wrong with adapting to changing circumstances.

With the authority of Deacon Lao Zhang, the Lord can still do this.

Then he showed the mission information in front of Zheng Yi, and told Zheng Yi the requirements and precautions for garrisoning black iron concentrate.

Then looking at Zheng Yi, he said with great certainty.

"Although this place is desolate, there are no powerful forces around it. There is only a small family attached to the Soul Capture Sect and scattered cultivators. It is absolutely safe."

After receiving the information handed over by Deacon Lao Zhang, Zheng Yi looked at it seriously.

This is a small vein of black iron concentrate, with not much in stock. The reserves in it can only be mined for fifty or sixty years.

After years of mining, this vein of black iron concentrate has reached an advanced stage and will be abandoned within ten years at most.

There is only one Qi training family in the surrounding area, the Qi family.

In the early years, the Qi family had several strong men in the late stages of Qi training. However, an incident happened ten years ago, and the family was in civil strife. Several family monks in the late stages of Qi training died unexpectedly, and they have been in decline ever since.

Now, the Qi family's vitality is severely damaged, and the strongest one is the contemporary family. For the sixth level of Qi training, the entire family is attached to the Soul Capture Sect, which is regarded as the guardian family of the small black iron concentrate vein.

There are also a small number of casual cultivators in the surrounding area, but their strength is mixed, and there is nothing worth noting.

These all belong to the peripheral forces of the Soul Capturing Sect.

If an inner disciple who is in the middle stage of Qi training comes, he can suppress the situation. As long as he maintains a stable black iron mining speed and does not cause trouble, it will be fine.

"can."

Zheng Yi looked calm on the surface, but he was happy inside. The information displayed on it was exactly the environment he hoped for.

A remote corner away from the attention of high-level monks is just right for him to hide his secrets, survive his growth, and stay away from the various complex relationships of the sect.

This vein of black iron concentrate is an ultra-small one, so it is not easily noticeable, and the surrounding environment is simple. There are no particularly difficult opponents, and there are no high-level monks to go to such nooks and crannies.

In addition, it is not far from the sect, and it is an almost deserted mineral vein. There is no need to worry about your own safety if there are powerful forces around.

These fully meet Zheng Yi's own needs and requirements.

"Very good, as long as you are satisfied."

"This mission has been recorded in your inner disciple token..."

"Now that you have accepted the mission, according to the rules of the Internal Affairs Hall, you need to rush to the black iron concentrate vein station within ten days."

"The stationing period is two years. Whether it needs to be extended or rotated later depends on the situation."

Deacon Lao Zhang was also very satisfied. He just assigned a garrison task and got dozens of low-grade spiritual stones.

Therefore, he became more and more pleasing to Zheng Yi, and his attitude became more and more amiable.