Immortality starts from the liver proficiency

Chapter 216: Old Business

"Lead the way."

"Yes!"

Chu Mo bowed slightly to accept the order, then stood up and glanced at Qin Lie who was standing silently beside him. With a bit of sarcasm on his face, he turned around and walked towards the back mountain of Shenbing Ridge with the prince in white.

The prince in white glanced at Qin Lie, who had not yet moved, and said calmly: "Nephew, what's the big deal? I will take you back to Daqian, marry again and have children. With the status and position I have given you, you will naturally be able to have children."

Qin Lie was silent for a moment and responded in a low voice.

"Yes, thank you, Prince!"
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The back mountain of Shenbingling.

In a valley, there is a funnel-shaped hole in the sky with a radius of thirty meters. At the bottom, there is a gap three meters wide. The surrounding gray and white rocks are jagged. Thousands of years of rain have washed the stone edges to a green and rusty color like bronze.

Xu Yunfan was still holding the unconscious Zhan Yan. He took out the silk scarf that Lu Cheng had stuffed into his arms and considered it carefully.

As a person skilled in mining, he was able to find dragons and identify veins, as well as explore for minerals and find the right places. These two abilities allowed him to clearly see the trends of the mountains and rivers, and he naturally knew that the funnel crack below was extremely deep.

Shenbing Ridge has a habit of borrowing lava and underground fire. Only by utilizing the properties of underground fire can they forge magical weapons and sharp blades. This secret passage is not only a place to escape, but also a place to forge weapons.

Xu Yunfan no longer hesitated, and immediately jumped down with Zhan Yan in his hand, falling into the tiankeng and rushing into the crack, startling dozens of upside-down night-shining bats. The sound of the bats flapping their wings echoed in the empty space between the hundred-foot-deep pit walls.

After diving down for nearly a hundred feet, Xu Yunfan finally landed.

The moss at the bottom of the pit glowed a strange blue, and purple juice squeezed out with every step.

The entrance to the cave is like a huge mouth held open by stalagmites. Half of the man-made steps are embedded in the natural rock layer. Maidenhair ferns grow in the cracks of the steps, and their leaves are covered with ash from an unknown dynasty.

The secret passage was so narrow at first that one had to walk sideways. Xu Yunfan's back rubbed against the uneven rock wall, and his blue shirt was covered with dark red stone powder, which was the hematite ore chips unique to Shenbing Ridge.

After turning three naturally formed corners, the cave suddenly opened up like the belly of a giant python. Dozens of stalactites as thick as a man's embrace hung from the dome. Water droplets dripped from the tip of the stones. Xu Yunfan grabbed the Thunder and Fire Qilin Hammer with his backhand and exerted all his strength, causing thunder and fire to be born from the hammer head. In the reflection of the fire, these stalactites actually glowed golden red like molten iron.

The water on the ground was above his ankles. When Xu Yunfan waded into the water, he was surprised to find neatly laid blue bricks under the water.

A few blind white fish swam through the cracks in the bricks, their scales reflecting a cold light, illuminating the abrupt chisel marks on the left side of the rock wall.

These should be the traces left by the craftsmen of Shenbingling who used mattocks to clear a path a thousand years ago, forming a hideous contrast with the ripples eroded by the water on the right.

The further we went in, the stronger the smell of sulfur became, and the heat around us became more intense. Before we knew it, the temperature around us had reached over 50 degrees.

Xu Yunfan's expression remained unchanged. To him, this little bit of dryness was no different from a gust of warm wind.

After turning a corner in the tunnel, the Thunderfire Qilin Hammer suddenly revealed a broken road ahead.

The secret passage ahead collapsed and was blocked by countless huge rocks.

He untied his belt and tied up the unconscious Zhan Yan, then stepped forward to take a look and immediately realized that there must be a passage behind him.

This collapsed tunnel must have been there for at least thirty years, and it was most likely an accident caused by someone smashing Shenbing Ridge.

Xu Yunfan tapped the rock wall with his fingers, and the sound was like striking a chime, a muffled thud.

His fingertips brushed across the dark red lines unique to the hematite veins, then suddenly paused, and then suddenly inserted his fingers into the cracks in the basalt layer.

The power of the Red Dragon's coiling mountain poured into his knuckles, and spider-web-like cracks immediately appeared on the hard rock layer. He used the black steel to forge his body, and he didn't need any pickaxe at all. His fingers became harder than fine iron.

Rock powder fell to the ground, and his ten fingers flew like a beast chiseling through the mountain.

The dark blue basalt turned into coarse gravel under his fingers, rolling down mixed with sulfur crystals.

Suddenly, I touched a piece of soft interlayer soil, which had been soaked by groundwater and turned as soft as rotten cheese.

Xu Yunfan shifted his fingers into claws, gripping the edge of the Dragon-Breaking Stone with his knuckles and exerting force. The hundred-jin boulder was moved behind him like a chess piece. He advanced roughly the same three steps as a normal person until, at 300 steps, he suddenly encountered the waterline. As his fingertips broke through the slippery mudstone, the gust of wind from his palm startled a blind cave snake.

These snow-white creatures rushed out from the cracks in the rocks. The snake scales brushed against Xu Yunfan's wrist, and he grabbed it with his backhand and threw it as a scout dart.

When the snake's body hit a hollow rock slab, the echo was filled with the unique humming sound of the Nine-Curved Earth Vein.

"The third quarter of the evening."

Xu Yunfan silently recited the secrets of mining, finding dragons and identifying veins. As blood and energy surged, the middle finger of his right hand suddenly grew three inches in size, and the knuckles bulged like a vajra.

When this "earth-drilling dragon" broke through the last half foot of rock layer, a hot air flow carrying sparks rushed towards him.

He turned his head to avoid the gushing sulfur smoke, and the fire light revealed a piece of charred cloth stuck in the crevice of the rock. The pattern on it was clearly the brocade produced by Cangzhou Thirteenth Dock.

The end of the collapsed zone suddenly became visible, and Xu Yunfan flicked his fingers to shake off the rock debris from his temples.

Zhan Yan, who was being dragged behind him, suddenly groaned. It turned out that a piece of sharp white quartz had pierced his shoulder blade. The surface of the stone was stained with verdigris, which was the mark left by years of friction with bronze objects.

Xu Yunfan's expression remained unchanged. Zhan Yan had a good physique and martial arts skills, so this was naturally nothing. He broke the quartz into pieces and sniffed it carefully. In the crumbs, there was half a penny's worth of black iron powder, which emitted a cold blue light under the firelight.

After carrying Zhan Yan for a few dozen steps, the passage ahead suddenly showed signs of artificial repairs. There were neat mattock marks on the rock walls on both sides, and weathered wooden stakes were scattered on the ground.

Xu Yunfan's boot tip kicked the half-broken bronze bolt, and his brows couldn't help but raise slightly.

bellows.

Compared with the bellows developed by the Tiangong Cave Mechanical Hall and the Tiangong Department, it is much simpler.

After walking along the winding tunnel ahead for a distance, Xu Yunfan suddenly stopped. The soles of his boots rolled over the broken quartz on the ground. The hammer head burst into a flash of fire under the force, reflecting the twelve forks in the road like a spider web.

Each tunnel entrance is embedded in a different rock layer.

The third one from the left is spotted with malachite green, and the fifth one is stalactite condensed from hematite slurry.

He snapped his fingers on the central rock pillar, and the sound waves refracted through the holes, producing seven kinds of echoes.

The smell of sulfur suddenly turned fishy at the ninth fork in the road. It was the poisonous miasma produced when the underground fire was about to go out.

My fingertips brushed across the rock wall of the third fork, touching the fish-scale chisel marks unique to the fifth generation of craftsmen. However, the gaps in the marks were embedded with recently peeled black iron slag, which clearly showed that this cave had still been in use in recent years.

"Kan water, Li fire..."

Xu Yunfan leaned over and put his ear to the ground, and heard faint sounds of water coming from three of the twelve veins.

"Go to the far left."

Zhan Yan's faint voice sounded at this time.

Xu Yunfan's expression changed slightly, and he looked down at Zhan Yan with an expression of great surprise.

"Master, are you awake?"

Zhan Yan let out a breath, struggled to break free from Xu Yunfan's hand, and struggled to stand up with the help of the wall.

He looked a little strange.

"I can't die. What did you feed me before?"

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