Chapter 2286

In the old man's hand was a palm-sized stone that emitted a dark light.

Compared to those heavy waste stones, the stone in front of him was clearly a treasure. It should be the black iron that the old man mentioned.

The old man smiled proudly. "Today's luck is good. This stone is enough for us to improve our food."

As he spoke, the old man threw the stone to Zi Chen, indicating for him to hold it.

Then, Zi Chen let out a strange cry as he was pressed to the ground by the palm-sized stone. He tragically found that he couldn't lift this palm-sized black iron ore.

When he first came here, Zi Chen was very curious about everything.

He followed the old man to mine every day and did some hard work. His strength was constantly increasing.

It was much faster than in the outside world, even faster than when he used the Rainbow Sacred Tree.

When he came in, Zi Chen already had a Saint-level physical body, but he found that the old man's physical body was much stronger than his.

Not only the old man, but all the miners here had stronger physical bodies than him.

Then, it was obvious that these people who seemed to be at the bottom all had Saint-level physical bodies.

Although their realms were unknown, in the outside world, the weakest would be a Saint King with a Saint-level physical body.

They could completely abuse Zi Chen.

Seven days later, the old man used the harvest of these days to exchange for a pickaxe for Zi Chen.

The pickaxe was exchanged from the blacksmith. The blacksmith was the brawny man who took Jia Tu Huangtu away. He saw Jia Tu Huangtu during this period. The latter wasn't much stronger than him. He was a miner, but he did odd jobs for the blacksmith.

The moment he had the pickaxe, Zi Chen began his real mining career and became a real miner.

He held the heavy pickaxe and confidently swung it down. With a sonorous sound, sparks flew everywhere.

The pickaxe bounced back from the hard stone, almost knocking Zi Chen unconscious.

After a day, he couldn't knock down more than a few stones, but Zi Chen was so hungry that his heart was stuck to his back.

If it wasn't for the old man looking after him, Zi Chen would have starved to death.

He was a powerful cultivator, but here, he was like a real mortal.

This situation continued for half a month before Zi Chen finally adapted to the weight of the pickaxe and the strength of the swing.

Finally, the first piece of Black Iron Ore was mined. At the same time, he was able to pick up this piece of ore.

Compared to before, he had improved a lot.

Of course, one Black Iron Ore was the limit.

If there was another one, Zi Chen wouldn't be able to carry it.

After that, Zi Chen began to rest, waiting for the old man to pick a piece of ore before leaving.

Relatively speaking, the harvest from mining was not small. It was enough for them to eat and wear.

After being here for half a month, Zi Chen was already very familiar with the old man. As long as the old man picked up a stone, he would call it a day, and the food he exchanged for would be mostly exchanged for wine.

Sometimes, when the family had accumulated a lot of food, he even stopped mining in the mountains.

In Zi Chen's words, he was just lazy and had nothing to do with being diligent.

Zi Chen, on the other hand, quickly familiarized himself with this environment in the following time. Moreover, he also had a small harvest, slowly accumulating some ores.

He asked the old man about the layout of this place. Other than this village, there were a few other villages nearby. 755 miles away, there was a small town. That was the farthest place the old man had ever been.

Obviously, there was no Divine Weapon in the village. If he wanted to get one, he would have to go to the small town.

The old man told Zi Chen that the chances of having a Divine Weapon in the small town were very small, unless he went to the city even further away.

That was the only city in this world. It was said that it was very big, and there were powerful cultivators living there. There were even gods.

Of course, this was all the old man's hearsay. He didn't know where the city was, and he didn't have the strength to go there.

Going to the small town was already his limit.

If Zi Chen really wanted to get a Divine Weapon, he would have to go to the small town first. Then, he would have to find a way to enter the city.

Zi Chen had been working hard. If he didn't, he would be like these people, staying here for the rest of his life as a miner.

Two months passed quickly. Zi Chen had adapted to the cruel environment here. He was always careful not to let any insects get close to him.

Moreover, Zi Chen gradually found that as his strength increased, his soul, which had been blocked, seemed to have some weak senses.

After he told this to the old man, the old man immediately ridiculed him. "If you want to use energy, you have to be a god."

Zi Chen didn't feel discouraged because of this. He could already see that the old man was just wasting his time and had long since given up hope for the future.

However, he was shouldering a mission. He had to find a way to get a Divine Weapon and return.

The old man said that no one could return, but this was obviously wrong. This was because Gartuqita had gotten out alive with a Divine Weapon.

Another day, the two left the village again. Carrying pickaxes, they went up the mountain to continue mining.

During this period, Zi Chen had a small harvest. He left all of it at the old man's house and didn't go to the blacksmith to exchange.

The old man said that if he really wanted to go to the town, he should go there to exchange. The price would be higher.

When he was halfway up the mountain, the old man suddenly stopped and looked ahead.

On the mountain, an old man and a young man were going down the mountain. The two sides just happened to meet.

Compared to the old man and the young man above, Zi Chen's team was really in a sorry state. At a glance, it was like a landlord and a slave.

Compared to the patched robes of the two, the clothes of the two opposite could be said to be luxurious.

In this place, one had to eat and wear something before one could pay attention to one's clothes. There was no doubt that the two of them lived a good life here.

"Old man, you're not dead yet?

The last mining disaster, the mountain collapsed. How come you didn't die? "The old man in luxurious robes looked at the old man in front of Zi Chen and said coldly.

"This old man is lucky. I won't die. You have to be careful.

This place is full of poisonous insects. Be careful not to lose your life before you can pick the medicine, "the old man replied in a neutral tone.

It could be seen that the two of them had a grudge. However, what surprised Zi Chen was the old man's identity.

The old man told Zi Chen that there were many herbs on the mountain that could be exchanged for food. However, because there were too many poisonous insects, unless one was an alchemist, no one dared to pick them.

However, the old man in front of him dared to pick herbs. It was obvious that he was an alchemist.

Just like the outside world, alchemists were also a rare species here. Their status was very noble.

Looking at the young man again, he was wearing luxurious robes and carried a medicine basket on his back. There were a few herbs in it.

When Zi Chen looked at the other party, the young man also stared at Zi Chen.

Although they were both mortals and Zi Chen couldn't sense the other party's realm, Zi Chen could see the killing intent in the other party's cold eyes.

He had never seen the other party before, but the other party had killing intent towards him. It was obvious that this wasn't because of the grudge between the two old men.

"You're from the Huo Te family?" Zi Chen looked at the young man and asked indifferently.

The young man's eyes became even colder. He looked at Zi Chen and said coldly, "Huo Te Tomi."

A cold smile appeared on Zi Chen's face as he said, "As expected."

Since the other party wanted to kill him, there was naturally a grudge between them. In this world, Zi Chen didn't offend anyone.

It was obvious that this enemy was from the outside world.

There were only 60 people from the outside world who came here. He knew all the people from the Jiatu family. The one in front of him was either the Huo Te family or the Doff family.

Because of Doff Hill's inner demons and his conceit, he obviously wouldn't tell others about his grudge with him.

This left only the Huo Te family. One had to know that there were many Saints watching from the outside, so it was normal for them to know him.

"You know him?" The old man looked at Huo Te Tomi.

"That's the person I told the old ancestor about last time!"

Huo Te Tomi pointed at Zi Chen and said coldly, "You dare to behave atrociously in the Huo Te family? You're courting death!"

He was sure that the other party was one of the five people who came this time, a genius with a Saint level body. Zi Chen looked at the other party and said coldly, "What, you want to fight?

Do you know where this is? "

"Of course I know!" The killing intent in Huo Te Tomi's eyes grew thicker, showing his true thoughts.

The old man was also happy to see this. He took a step back and took out two swords, one long and one short, that emitted a dim light from the side of the medicine basket. It could be seen that they were made from black iron, and their quality was much higher than the pickaxe. To the people in the village, they were truly high-grade goods, and the cost of making them was not cheap.

Seeing Huo Te Tomi take the short sword, Zi Chen subconsciously took three steps back and looked at the other party with vigilance.

The old man in front of him held the pickaxe in his hand and said to the old man, "Since you're looking for a fight, I'll fulfill your wish.

Little guy, be careful. Don't let this sword touch the pickaxe, or you'll have to work for a week for nothing. "

Zi Chen didn't say anything. He retreated again, and his expression became more nervous.

"What, are you afraid?" Huo Te Tomi sneered, then held the short sword and moved forward.

However, he was very afraid of the old man, so he deliberately kept a distance from the old man and walked towards Zi Chen from the other side.

"Be careful!" The old man reminded Huo Te Tomi.

"Don't worry, old ancestor. Killing him is as easy as flipping my hand!" Huo Te Tomi smiled confidently.

Zi Chen was still retreating, and his expression became more and more nervous. He seemed to be very afraid of the old man, and even the pickaxe in his hand was trembling.

He had already retreated from the mountain road to a bush. If he retreated any further, he would completely enter the bush. For the people here, there were many insects, and it was very dangerous.

Huo Te Tomi stepped forward step by step, and the black sword in his hand flashed coldly. He looked at Zi Chen and sneered, "What, now you know to be afraid? Weren't you very arrogant before?"

Zi Chen didn't say a word. Cold sweat dripped from his forehead, and the distance between him and Huo Te Tomi was getting closer and closer.

When he was three meters away from Zi Chen, Huo Te Tomi's eyes flashed coldly. He held the black sword and stabbed at Zi Chen.

This sword didn't have any skill to speak of, but it relied on the quality and sharpness. As long as the pickaxe dared to block, it would instantly split into two, and then the guy in front of him would be split in two.

Zi Chen didn't block, and he didn't dare to block. This was a weapon made of pure black iron, and it was very sharp.

His forehead was full of cold sweat, and he shouted loudly. He stepped on the ground, and his body jumped up. His body was as tall as a person, and his body flew back in the air.

"It's useless, you …"

Huo Te Tomi sneered and rushed forward.

A green snake rushed out from the bush, opened its mouth and showed its poisonous fangs.