Fire Monster

Chapter 356 Demonic Miner
After withdrawing his perception, Zhao Guanshan did not act rashly again, but continued to circulate the innate pure yang energy over and over again, purifying, integrating, and absorbing the blood-colored power bit by bit.

During this process, he could clearly sense that this power was still dissipating. This was a very powerful force that could not be forced.

Of course, if you really want to force it, it's not impossible, but you have to bear the consequences.

For example, the giant who is a hundred meters tall must have such a huge and strong body, otherwise he would not be able to contain the power of the immortal blood.

Or maybe his blood perception just now, which seemed very strong, was actually an abnormal growth.

If he really forced himself, over time, he might grow a third eye, and when he opened it, it would be filled with blood...

In short, be in awe of power.

The more powerful the force, the greater the source of pollution it is, not to mention that this is the blood of an immortal.

Zhao Guanshan was very restrained about this. He let the power dissipate as it pleased, and he only took the part that he could afford.

In this way, he hid in the belly of the mountain and spent a full three months before he completely and thoroughly refined, purified, absorbed and integrated a small amount of immortal blood.

But this amount of immortal blood was actually only 1% of the original amount, the rest had all dissipated.

But even so, this is equivalent to one hundred spirit stones.

As far as cultivation was concerned, it allowed him to successfully refine his Pure Yang Body to the 40th level.

Apart from this, no special features are retained.

It's completely Zhao's version of buying the casket and returning the pearl.

But Zhao Guanshan had no regrets at all. He continued like a hidden miner, digging out spiritual ash from the mountain, strengthening spiritual weapons, and searching for immortal blood.

Immortal blood is not easy to find, but there is plenty of ashes, and Zhao Guanshan has never been so generous.

After he strengthened the Spirit Ash Armor and Purple Fire Soft Armor to +10, they could not be strengthened any further. Only the Purple Fire Spirit Weapon, the Spirit Ash Large Shield, and the Spirit Ash Javelin could be continuously strengthened, because these three spirit weapons were each strengthened by the stacking of five or more spirit weapons, and then strengthened with higher quality black spirit ash, and the upper limit was greatly increased.

Therefore, even with the current generous amount of ashes, everyone can be accepted.

When Zhao Guanshan successfully found the second drop of immortal blood in the belly of the mountain, another month had passed. During this month, he successfully strengthened the Purple Fire Spirit Soldier and the Spirit Ash Shield to +13, and the Spirit Ash Javelin to +12.

Then he drank the drop of immortal blood.

As expected, just like before, his body was unable to bear most of the power and he could only watch it dissipate. However, his Pure Yang Body, which had been tempered to the fortyth level, still played a certain role, and the amount absorbed and fused was slightly more than last time.

Last time it was one percent, this time it's about one fiftieth.

Zhao Guanshan used all of the combined power to temper his pure yang body. In three months, he successfully tempered it to the forty-sixth level.

This place is simply his holy land for cultivation.

But the blood of immortals is really hard to find. It is too ethereal and depends entirely on luck. In the next few months, Zhao Guanshan got nothing. The cave he dug was already quite large. Although he tried his best to avoid the demon miners who were also mining, it was only a matter of time before he was discovered if he continued like this.

"Forget it, there's no need to force it. It's good to be able to strengthen the spirit weapon."

Zhao Guanshan was calm, mainly because the enhanced spiritual weapons were also very useful.

Now his Purple Fire Spirit Weapon has been strengthened to +14. The amount of spiritual ash required is simply an astronomical figure. It took almost a thousand cubic meters of spiritual ash to successfully strengthen it.

One thousand cubic meters! If this amount of water were taken to the Taoist Palace, it would be simply crazy.

The Purple Fire Spirit Weapon, which had been strengthened to +14, had also become extremely sharp. Although it would still cause damage when cutting rocks, it was as fast as cutting tofu.

In addition, if you count the time, a year has passed without you noticing.

The effect of his super forgetfulness rune was only for nine years. One day, Zhao Guanshan was patiently digging the cave, doing his best as a miner. Suddenly, he had an idea and his soul left his body. He first covered his body with a large shield of spiritual ash, then he returned along the cave with his spiritual body, holding the purple fire spiritual weapon in one hand and the spiritual ash spear in the other. He walked through a thumb-wide gap for several meters and found a wider mine ahead.

That’s right, the mine he dug was almost connected to the mines dug by those demon miners.

Of course, the main reason is that these demon miners dig mines in a wild and unruly manner, with no rules at all.

Walking along the mine for a distance, the noise ahead became even louder, and we saw many demon miners gathered there, shouting something. We couldn't understand what they were saying, but we could tell they were very excited, as if it was a holiday.

Zhao Guanshan watched from afar, and soon he saw a blood-red light rising from the ground, like a blood-red vortex.

When the blood-colored vortex finally stabilized, the blood light disappeared, and a door appeared. The door stood there out of thin air, surrounded by fog. There were strange and terrifying claws of an unknown beast grabbing the door frame, and there was the sound of chains inside.

"Squeak!"

There was a force that was forcibly pushing the door open. The demon miners became very quiet at this moment, kneeling on the ground, not daring to breathe.

Soon, the door was pushed open, but the person who came out was not some monster, but a middle-aged man in a green gown. He looked no different from a normal person, holding an account book in his hand, and behind him was a man covered in a black cloak.

The middle-aged man glanced around and shouted.

"Everyone line up and start checkout."

Hearing this, all the demon miners immediately jumped up and lined up obediently. The one who stood in front of the middle-aged man slapped his chest vigorously, and soon spit out a huge stone ball from his mouth. Inside the stone ball was a drop of immortal blood.

"Wang Daya, for one drop of immortal blood, I will grant you three magic pills, ten spirit stones, and one full karma hourglass."

The middle-aged man waved his hand, took away the stone ball containing the immortal's blood, and threw out a small box.

The demon miner jumped up like a pug, caught it, opened the box, quickly took out a blood-colored pill from it, and swallowed it in one gulp. In the blink of an eye, it let out a shrill roar and collapsed on the spot. In a moment, it shed its bloody skin and a grown man crawled out of it.

Sure enough, these demon miners are all human.

Zhao Guanshan noticed that the man was not surprised to turn into a human form. Instead, he quickly took out a special, strange device, held it in both hands, and respectfully came to the man in black robe. He knelt down and raised his hands above his head. Then he saw a dry arm extending from the black robe and pouring a little white sand-like substance into the device.

Not much, just a little bit, and it fills up.

The man named Wang Daya then stood up, thanked him profusely, carefully hid the so-called karma hourglass close to his body, walked into the door without looking back, and disappeared.

The same was true for the remaining demon miners, but basically none of them could collect two drops of immortal blood.

After the exchange was completed and his human form was restored, he walked in and left without stopping.

But that was not the end, because soon another hundred adult men and women walked out from behind that door.

"You all know the rules, so I won't go into details. Mining here for three years, collecting a drop of immortal blood, you will get a corresponding reward. Come on, take the magic pill."

The one hundred men and women came forward one after another, received the same blood-colored pill, swallowed it in one gulp, and in the blink of an eye they turned into demon miners again.

"Good luck everyone, I'll come back in three years."

After saying that, the middle-aged man holding the account book turned and left, and the door disappeared immediately, as if nothing had happened.

However, Zhao Guanshan noticed that there were only 72 spirit demon miners in the previous batch, but there were 100 in this batch, which should have been lost within three years.

He was not interested in the so-called magic pill that could change one's human form, but was very concerned about the karma hourglass.

While this group of new demon miners were still unfamiliar with the environment, he quickly entered the previous mine. If there were bodies of dead demon miners, he might be able to find a so-called karma hourglass.

(End of this chapter)