Chapter 22 Eight Thousand Years of Peace
"The people from Xuanyinmen must have come prepared, and our mine's formation must be unstoppable."
"So we must stop them halfway!"
Xu Feng looked at the 30 Jindan stage guards who followed him, with slight disappointment in his eyes.
The Jindan monks in these guards are mostly casual cultivators recruited from outside, and they are essentially the same as the security guards in the previous life community.
The guards looked very ugly when they heard Xu Feng's words.
"My lord, will the people from the Xuanyin Sect come to kill me?" said one of the golden core guards.
"Listen to me, I will try my best to save your lives during the battle."
"On the contrary, if you run away at a critical moment, those people from the Xuanyin Sect will not show mercy to you."
"You know, the disciples of Xuanyin Sect will be rewarded for killing you, so don't think about begging for mercy." Xu Feng said with a dark face.
"Ambush here, so don't hesitate to use your strongest magical power when you make a move." Niu Yibo added next to him.
He is also worried about the quality of this group of Jindan guards.
"Brother Xu, we are still more than 2,000 miles away, and we are expected to arrive here in a quarter of an hour."
Niu Yibo connected to the blue-eyed gourd and reported the location of the group of Xuanyin sect disciples.
Listening to the report, Xu Feng reached into his arms and touched the little golden-armored turtle.
"This time the enemy is a bit stronger." Xu Feng is connected to the soul of the golden-armored turtle.
"Woo~"
The voice of the golden-armored tortoise sounded in the soul, which probably meant that you can fight if you can, and flee if you can't.
Received Guizi's response, the corners of Xu Feng's mouth curled up slightly.
"Brother Xu, there is still a thousand miles left."
Niu Yibo's voice was a little nervous.
"I know, your great supernatural power can be prepared." Xu Feng said while staring in the direction of the group of Xuanyin disciples.
Because it was night, the group of Xuanyin sects all restrained their aura, and even concealed the light.
At this moment, Xu Feng's heart skipped a beat.
A dark red dagger suddenly appeared behind Xu Feng from the void, stabbing at the position of Jin Dan with a strange red light flashing.
Before Xu Feng could react, a golden shield suddenly covered his whole body.
"Bah!"
The short sword with a strange red light was fixed on the golden shield like this.
A slender masked woman in a dark red robe appeared behind Xu Feng with a surprised look on her face.
Seeing that the blow was missed, he retracted his sword, and his figure escaped into the void again and disappeared.
"Baoguang Gourd, show up for me!"
Niu Yibo's angry voice sounded.
I saw a gourd emitting a strong light, which suddenly spread around.
A hundred feet away in the air, the figure of the masked woman was exposed.
"The wooden dragon is angry!"
The green gourd behind Niu Yibo suddenly lit up, and a wooden dragon several tens of feet out of the ground suddenly roared towards the masked woman.
"Fenglong, sleep me!"
Another treasure gourd bottle mouth lit up.
A gust of wind suddenly rose up, turning into a wind dragon and sweeping towards the masked woman.
Under attack from both sides of the wood dragon and wind dragon, the masked woman turned her head and gave the two of them a cold look. Finally, she burst out the Burning Blood Escape Technique and gathered towards the disciples of the Xuanyin Sect in the distance.
"Brother Xu, are you okay!" Niu Yibo hurried over and asked after seeing people running away.
"Those with shields are fine."
After reacting, he wanted to make a move, but he stopped when he saw Niu Yibo making a move in anger for him.
He wanted to see the strength of his little brother.
"Don't worry, I'm here." Xu Feng patted Niu Yibo's shoulder lightly.
At this time, Niu Yibo's expression suddenly became strange.
"Brother Xu, those Xuanyinmen disciples have withdrawn."
"It's normal. Our guards are all at the Jindan stage, and with the power of your treasure gourd, it's already a warning."
"If they really want to fight, they feel that they can't take advantage of it."
After Xu Feng finished speaking, he retreated with his guards.
Outside mine cave No. 38, miners in the foundation building period came out of the cave constantly and handed in their only storage bags to the guards.
These storage bags were then sent to the headquarters dedicated to containing the spirit mines.
There are more and more foundation-building miners coming out of the mine, and the town is gradually becoming bustling.
The tavern began to be full, and all kinds of noisy wine fights came and went.
"How many spirit stones can these miners earn in a year."
Seeing the foundation-building miners coming out of the mine, Xu Feng asked curiously.
"Normally, there are about four hundred spirit stones a year."
"The most skilled miners in the foundation building period can have six hundred spirit stones a year, and they earn some hard money." The deputy director of the No. 38 mine said.
Hearing this, Xu Feng nodded, looking at the group of foundation-building miners, as if he saw the scene of the former workers after get off work.
"Brother Xu, just now I read the news on the communication instrument, and the No. 49 mine of our Zijin vein has been wiped out."
"The two disciples stationed and the 50 Jindan guards were all killed, and now the No. 49 mine has fallen into the hands of Xuanyinmen." Niu Yibo, who was holding a communication magic weapon, said with an ugly expression.
"How long has it been since the last Xianmen war?" Xu Feng asked suddenly.
"More than 8,000 years." Niu Yibo was stunned after finishing speaking.
"Yes, it has been stable for more than 8,000 years, and I am not used to suddenly seeing the death of my brother from the same sect."
"Don't worry about it so much, let's practice hard, and find a way to save our own life first."
Speaking of this, Xu Feng suddenly thought of Xu Ming who was in the most front-line mine.
"Is there any news about the large-scale Lingshi vein closest to the Xuanyinmen border?"
"Yes, there was a big battle yesterday, and everyone was injured."
"Among them, the most outstanding one is Xu Ming, who belongs to the same family as Brother Xu."
"One person, one sword strength against the six outer disciples on the opposite side. Before the final support arrived, one outer disciple was left on the opposite side."
Speaking of this, Niu Yibo had a gleam of joy on his face.
"By the way, is Xu Ming close to Brother Xu?"
Hearing this, Xu Feng laughed.
"That's my real brother."
There is a hint of pride in the words.
"My younger brothers are so powerful, brother Xu must be even more powerful." Niu Yibo said happily.
"Haha, I'm almost there."
"Brother Xu is humble."
Three days later, outside the No. 38 mine.
Xu Feng stepped on a dead body, and looked at the disciples of the outer sect of Xuanyin Sect with fearful faces in the distance.
"With this means, you dare to come?"
In the sky, Niu Yibo rode a Qingfeng gourd, looking at those people warily.
"Brother Xu, kill or not." Niu Yibo said via voice transmission.
"Give an opening, let them all go, and try to catch a few big fish."
"Ok~"
Afterwards, Xu Feng deliberately fought with several people and asked them to find a chance to escape.
"These are all unnamed disciples on the list of Xuanyinmen, and there are not many rewards for killing them all."
(end of this chapter)