Longevity, Eight Years of Mining

The night was long, and he had no mood to sleep. I thought I was the only one who couldn't sleep, but I didn't expect that you couldn't sleep either.

In the dark and deep mine, the sound of clanging rang out endlessly. Occasionally, there would be a few lights that mischievously spilled out from the mine holes beside the mine road, but they were quickly blocked by the twisting black shadows and returned to darkness. Only the continuous knocking sound was still ringing.

In the depths of the tunnel, in a rather spacious mine. It was like a bronze oil lamp, emitting a faint green light and burning very steadily. Only when the air swept by the figure swinging the pickaxe with all its might would it shake slightly and burn brighter.

Goudan was very hardworking. This was his eighth year of mining in this mine. In the first four years, he was always very hardworking. He worked hard every day, wishing he could work twelve hours a day. Apart from the 1500 pounds of ores that he had to pay every day, the extra ores he dug could be exchanged for corpse coins.

Corpse Coins represented food and cultivation resources.

Unfortunately, he was too diligent. In just four short years, he had played himself to death and left an indelible wound on the new Eggface.

In the mine that was emitting a faint green light, Xin Goudan, or rather, Li Qing, was swinging his pickaxe with all his might. The force was surprisingly great, and the metal pick even brought with it some explosive sounds.

However, when the pickaxe hit the green ore, there was no sparks as expected, and the sound was not loud. There was only a soft "ding" sound, which was even a little pleasant to the ear.

The ore that had suffered a heavy blow did not break into pieces, only some small fragments fell off.

Li Qing let out a long breath and stopped mining. He casually threw the pickaxe in his hand to the side and walked in front of the green ore. He bent down and carefully picked up the tiny ore fragments.

Li Qing was already used to this. The reason was that this iron ore was hard and heavy. Even though these small pieces were only the size of a finger, they weighed more than ten pounds.

After picking up the ore, Li Qing came to the green light and casually threw the broken ore into a black hemp paint bag. He shook it with his hand and nodded in satisfaction.

Under the light of the lamp, the young man's long black hair was gathered messily on his head with a green light. He was tied up with a thin rod made of unknown material. She tied her hair into a messy bun.

His face was pale green, and there was a hole on his forehead. It was pitch-black, and sharp canine teeth could be seen at the corner of his mouth. He was not human at first glance.

However, Li Qing was indeed a human. Of course, that was if half a human was also a human!

Li Qing weighed his basket and felt that the ores he had collected today had met the requirements. He sat down cross-legged beside the lamp. He placed one hand on his lap and rested his head on it. He used the other hand to grind his sharp teeth, thinking about how he should go from now on.

Li Qing said,

The man,

Age 21,

He was about to graduate from university.

There was also a beautiful girlfriend. Although they were about to graduate and there were signs of breaking up, she still wanted to quench her thirst!

Li Qing was prepared to be beaten up by society, but who knew that it was just a weekend and he went swimming behind his girlfriend's back.

She plunged into the pool and lost consciousness.

When he woke up again, his soul had passed through another world and was resurrected in the body of this young man named Goudan!

goudan

man

14 years old

Heavenly Corpse Sect's Mining Servant

A silly kid who was too diligent and killed himself. Cause of death: Corpse Qi invaded his brain.

It had been four years since he had occupied this body, and he had also been mining for four years. Of course, to outsiders, Li Qing would confidently say that he had been digging for eight years!

Corpse Nurturing Fist, the basic cultivation technique of the Sky Corpse Sect's Corpse Branch, was equivalent to the Ghost Nurturing Art of the Ghost Branch!

In the first four years, Goudan had been too diligent, and his cultivation had progressed very quickly. In just four years, he had reached the great success realm. He had almost formed a zombie body. It could be said that he had stepped into the door to immortality.

However, due to his rapid progress, he did not polish it carefully! When he finally broke through, the Corpse Qi went out of control and invaded his brain, causing him to die on the spot.

After Li Qing transmigrated, he spent four years repairing his zombie body besides mining. Now, it was almost complete. The only thing missing was the big hole in his forehead. Of course, back then, only his skin had fallen off and his bones had cracked.

Otherwise, even if Li Qing transmigrated, he would still be dead. Li Qing desperately wanted to recover his zombie body.

This was because the Heavenly Corpse Sect's outer sect examination was in two years. As long as he entered the sect, he could cultivate the art of longevity and be free from the world.

Li Qing looked forward to this very much, and even worked harder in mining.

Li Qing reached out and touched the big hole on his forehead. The flesh inside was uneven. He estimated that it would take about half a year to repair it. When the zombie body was completed, his body would have the strength of a thousand catties. His bones would be as strong as steel, and his ability to protect himself would increase greatly.

He could go to the corpse mountain to find some cultivation resources and cultivate the Corpse Nurturing Fist to perfection, nurturing his innate divine ability. At that time, wouldn't his outer sect status be at his fingertips!

Thinking of this, Li Qing calmed down. His consciousness entered his sea of consciousness. A furnace that was flickering with a faint blue light was floating in Li Qing's sea of consciousness.

At first glance, the furnace looked ordinary, but upon closer inspection, it was still ordinary. Other than the flickering blue light, there was nothing special about it. It was round and had no patterns.

That's right, this was Li Qing's golden finger. It was an ordinary-looking furnace.

Although it looked ordinary, its functions were very powerful. If one looked carefully, one could vaguely see from the furnace:

[Furnace Master: Li Qing]

[Cultivation Technique: Corpse Nurturing Fist (Mastery: Zombie Body Incomplete)]

[Soul Power:0.7]

The function of the furnace was very simple. It could refine the absorbed souls into soul power, and by putting spells and cultivation techniques into the furnace and adding soul power, it could be refined into a soul seed.

After absorbing the Soul Seed, one could obtain the corresponding spells and cultivation techniques. Moreover, one could reach the Perfection Realm in one step. Of course, the prerequisite was that one had enough Soul Power.

However, Li Qing was poor now, and the only 0.7 of his soul power was left behind by the unlucky Goudan after his death.

So much so that he had never experienced the joy of a cheat.

Four years had passed. Because his zombie body was damaged, he could not cultivate the Corpse Nurturing Fist. His zombie body could only slowly recover.

The repair speed was frighteningly slow. The worst thing was that he could not take the initiative to cultivate. Otherwise, the corpse qi would go berserk and send him to his death.

Although the Heavenly Corpse Sect had medicinal pills that could speed up the rate of recovery, a servant disciple like Li Qing would have to wait until he finished his mission every day. The money they could earn was too little. Excluding the food he needed, he didn't have much money left. How could he afford it?

Over the years, Li Qing had only saved up 200 corpse coins. If he wanted to buy a corpse nurturing pill, he could probably buy half of it.

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"Clang!"

A bright bell rang in the dark mine, reverberating through one mine after another.

The bell seemed to be some kind of signal. The knocking sound that filled the mine gradually weakened, followed by the sound of friction.

The darkness on the dark and deep mine road faded, and oil lamps leaped out from the mine holes on both sides. Under the lamps were figures that were rendered green by the lights.

They walked out of the dark mine with oil lamps in their hands and gathered in the tunnel, forming a green wave that slowly surged out along the tunnel.

Li Qing, who was deep in thought, was also awakened by the bell. He quickly got up, put on his backpack, grabbed the green light, and left the mine.

At this moment, on the slightly wider mine road, sparse green lights rippled like will-o'-the-wisps.

Li Qing didn't look around when he came out. He glanced behind him and walked out of the mine. Soon, they merged into the green torrent and gradually disappeared into the mine, leaving behind this silent darkness.