Fugui saw that a rebellion that was about to break out was quelled, and he immediately looked deeply and admired Ye Jian a little in his heart.

After returning to the wooden house, Ye Jian sat down cross-legged on the bed.

Take out the space ring that killed Mr. Jin from the space ring, and his spiritual sense directly invades. Suddenly, everything in the space ring appears in front of you.

"So many spirit stones?"

Looking at the large number of spirit stones stored in the space ring, Ye Jian was shocked.

"Three thousand yuan, the whole three thousand yuan!"

After counting all the number of spirit stones in the space ring, Ye Jian then let out a heavy breath, with an excited divine light flashing in his eyes, but then a hint of doubt flashed through his heart.

"How come this person has so many spirit stones?"

You should know that the ordinary inner disciples of the Nanluo Sect worship only three or four spirit stones and three thousand spirit stones per month, but it requires an inner disciple to not eat or drink and accumulate a hundred years.

However, Ye Jian didn't know that the Duanmu family arranged a secret in the Hengduan Mountains to specialize in some activities to rob spirit stones to provide the Duanmu family with spirit stone resources.

The Duanmu family stipulates that Mr. Jin handed over a large number of spiritual stones to the Duanmu family every three months. At this moment, the three thousand spirit stones in his space ring were all the spirit stones he was preparing to hand over.

These three thousand spirit stones are the sum of the robbery of the spirit mines in the Hengduan Mountains in the past two months and the total amount of his own digging. Unfortunately, the Duanmu family did not receive it, but now it is completely cheaper Ye Jian.

"So many spirit stones are enough for me to practice for a while."

He felt happy inside. Ye Jian transferred all three thousand spirit stones into his skeleton space ring, and then he was satisfied that he invaded his spiritual sense into the space ring in his hand.

In the space ring of Mr. Jin, in addition to three thousand spirit stones, several bottles of healing pills were stored. Ye Jian classified them and found that all of these pills were second-grade healing pills, which were exactly what Ye Jian needed at present.

Ye Jian naturally classified these pills and then directly stored them into his space ring. As for the 200,000 gold notes other than the pills, Ye Jian also gave them to his money box.

After simply packing up everything in the Jin Lao Space Ring, Ye Jian immediately threw some things he didn't need.

"Huh? This is?"

The spiritual consciousness moved slightly, and a sheepskin ancient scroll appeared directly in Ye Jian's hand. The scroll was tightly bonded, revealing only four large gold-plated characters - Ziji Magic Art.

In an instant, Ye Jian's mind suddenly saw the purple skin, steel and iron bones, and the image of a zombie was very similar to that of a zombie.

"Is this the technique he practiced?"

With a soft murmur, Ye Jian then weighed the purple magic skill in his hand, and was curious and opened the parchment scroll directly.

The martial arts on the Tianwu Continent are mainly divided into three types: the Heavenly Level, the Earth Level, and the Human Level.

According to the effectiveness of the exercises, warriors divide each level of exercises into four levels, namely low-quality, medium-quality, high-quality and top-quality.

The Purple Magic Technique is a low-level martial art.

When he opened the ancient sheepskin scroll, a golden light suddenly shone in front of Ye Jian's eyes. The font size of beans was directly presented in front of Ye Jian's eyes, with a total of more than 3,000 words, and detailed the various levels of the Purple Magic Technique and how to practice it.

With only one cup of tea, Ye Jian read the Ziji Demon Technique from beginning to end, and completely recorded all the practice techniques of Ziji Demon Technique in his mind.

Now Ye Jian has been newly promoted to the realm of Condensation, and according to the practice rules on the Tianwu Continent, it is time to choose martial arts and practice.

On the Tianwu Continent, the muscles and meridians in the body of a warrior who has reached the true realm of cultivation have been tempered by their own true qi and have completely changed their direction. At the same time, the energy used to replenish true qi is also replaced by the spiritual energy from the outside world.

At this time, if you use the magic tricks used to breathe in the martial arts realm to absorb spiritual energy, it will be invalid. Therefore, the martial arts need to choose another set of magic tricks, that is, the martial arts method.

Ye Jian is currently missing a piece of martial arts. Although Nanluo Sect has long stipulated that any disciple who advances to the Concentration Realm can choose one step in the sect’s Sutra Gallery to practice. However, Ye Jian is now in the Hengduan Mountains, tens of thousands of miles away from Nanluo Sect, and it seems a bit inappropriate to choose martial arts at this time.

"Lower level."

His right hand slowly stroked the pampered scroll, and the light flashed in Ye Jian's eyes.

As far as he went, the practices practiced by ordinary inner disciples of Nanluo Sect were all human-level, and few people practiced the practices of earth-level.

The skills that a person chooses at first determine the starting point of the person. In the future, the martial arts path will be smoother. To give a very simple example, two people advance to the realm of Condensation at the same time and have equal strength. However, after reaching the realm of Condensation, one person practices lower level skills, while the other person practices the best level skills of human level.

Although the two exercises are only slightly in the order of the order, their efficacy is completely different.

After two months of practice, the true qi quality in the body will be directly higher than the true qi quality in another person who practices the best human skills.

Even in the end, those who practice the best level of human-level martial arts will evolve into the quality of the true qi in the middle stage of the Condensation Realm are only comparable to those who practice the lower level of the Earth-level martial arts and the quality of the true qi in the early stage of the Condensation Realm.

Therefore, this saying is popular on the Tianwu Continent: the higher the selection of martial arts, the greater the achievements of the warriors in the future, and the more level battles will be common.

After a slight movement in his heart, Ye Jian then just held the sheepskin scroll in his hand tightly, and the color flashed on his face. After all, who could have Earth-level skills like Ye Jian, as soon as he advanced to the realm of Condensation, he would have the Earth-level skills in front of him?

This temptation is really too powerful. However, at this moment, several white lights flashed in Ye Jian's soul, and then Old Jin lost his consciousness, and the scene of his zombie-like appearance appeared in Ye Jian's mind.

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, Ye Jian raised his head again, his face showed a hint of firmness, and then he directly put the parchment scroll that recorded the Purple Magical Art into the space ring.

Although the temptation of the Earth-level martial arts is indeed very great, Ye Jian does not want to become a zombie figure like Old Jin in the future. Ye Jian always firmly believes in his heart that he must have a martial arts and is waiting for him not far away.

Lying on the bed, Ye Jian fell asleep directly. Until the evening came, Ye Jian got up again, found a monster in the nearby dense forest, and then slaughtered it and started barbecuing it.

After a day of hard work, Ling Miner suddenly smelled the strong smell of barbecue, and suddenly rushed towards the open space around Ye Jian.

Seeing Ye Jian like this, those who were intending to instigate rebellion in front of Ye Jian several hours ago suddenly blushed, while the others also showed a hint of shame on their faces.

"Senior brother, this is the mining volume today, totaling 150 yuan. You can count it."

Fugui collected the amount of spirit stone mining today from thirty spirit miners and immediately handed it to Ye Jian.

"Um?"

After hearing this, Ye Jian raised his eyebrows. Thirty people, according to the previous work efficiency, could only mine at most 120 spirit stones in a day, but today there were thirty extra.

"Everyone has the heart,"

After taking the space ring that was packed with spirit stones from Fugui's hand, Ye Jian stood up and hugged the thirty miners in front of him.

"Mr. Deacon, what happened before was that we were wrong. We just tried our best to share some pressure for Deacon."

"Yes, Lord Deacon, mining spiritual ore is our duty."

...

Immediately, everyone stopped the barbecue in their mouths, clasped their fists one by one, stared at Ye Jian, and said passionately.

"Ye remembers this kindness from you," he said.

Ye Jian hugged the thirty spirit miners again.

"It's a pity that the spirit stones I lost before cannot be filled."

Someone sighed lightly in the crowd.

"I appreciate your kindness. As for the remaining difference, I have some of it myself, so I can make up for it."

After Ye Jian finished speaking, he immediately signaled everyone to continue eating.

Fugui stayed by Ye Jian for a while, then took the initiative to tear off two pieces of crispy barbecue and handed them to Ye Jian, while he left one piece himself.

"Fu Junior Brother, in the Hengduan Mountains, this kind of thing is inevitable, and you don't have to blame yourself too much."

Looking at Fugui's cautious look, Ye Jian comforted him.

"Thank you, senior brother."

Fugui suddenly felt that Ye Jian was not that bad. His taboo and resistance towards Ye Jian gradually disappeared. He bit the barbecue in his hand hard, and suddenly the golden oil beads flowed down the corner of his mouth.

This time he lost hundreds of spirit stones. In order to make up for the sake of compensation, Fugui also made corresponding contributions. He pasted all the dozens of spirit stones he embezzled before Ye Jian's future.

"Hmph! I must improve my cultivation level so that I will not lose my spirit stones again."

Fugui bit the barbecue in his hand again and sweared in his heart.

"Sir,"

At this moment, Mr. Gu was full and retreated directly from the crowd to Ye Jian and sat down.

"Old Gu, is there anything wrong?"

Ye Jian showed a hint of doubt on his face, and then he asked.

"To be honest, Deacon, this mine has probably been mined now, so if you go to the Supervision Hall this time, can you report this situation to the above?"

Ye Jian stared at Mr. Gu. When he saw that the latter did not look like he was lying, he immediately frowned slightly.

"Didn't the spirit prospector at the beginning say that the spiritual ore mining here can last for at least two years? How could it be mined so quickly?"

"I didn't cheat the deacon, but today the group of thirty people in the outer gate had already mined to the bottom of the spiritual ore. When we encountered hard granite, thirty of us used all our strength, but it was difficult to shake the granite. I think the spiritual ore had been mined."

Mr. Gu explained lightly.

"Yes, Senior Brother Ye, he is telling the truth. If I hit it with all my strength, it would be hard to shake the granite in the slightest."

At this moment, Fugui, not far away, spoke the same way.

Listening to the report of the two, Ye Jian frowned. It seemed that after a long time, he spoke again,

"I'll go and see the situation first, and everything will be decided after I finish reading it."
Chapter completed!