Chapter 8

In the dark mine tunnel, Lu Ye checked the contents of the storage bag while following the old man.

He quickly found some Qi and Blood Pills and a few Healing Pills, which were the same as those in Guanshi Yang's storage bag, and there were also some messy bottles and jars that Lu Ye didn't recognize at all.

There are a few other ores, but they are not as good as those in Yang Guanshi's collection.

Zhou Cheng's status is not as good as Guanshi Yang's, and his wealth is naturally not as rich as Guanshi Yang's.

But Lu Ye was already very satisfied, after all, it was something for nothing.

Put the long sword in your hand into the storage bag and tie it around your waist.

With this storage bag as a cover, the storage bag that is stored next to you will be safer.

He wanted to ask the old man about cultivation and elixirs, but after thinking about it, he gave up. He is a senior, although he looks kind and friendly, but no one can say for sure what his temperament is. This meeting by chance, Lu Ye I have no position to ask others for advice on these.

The most urgent thing is to follow him out of the mine, if he offends others because of some inappropriate words, then it will be the last thing to do.

The old man was not walking fast, but Lu Ye had to trot to keep up, and he would occasionally disappear suddenly and return soon.

Lu Ye secretly guessed that he was afraid that some hidden disciples in Xieyue Valley would be discovered by him and asked him to kill them.

The mine roads in the mine veins are criss-crossed and the terrain is complex. Even Lu Ye needs a little discrimination when passing through each intersection to find the correct road. But the old man just strolls in the garden, but every road he walks is correct. path of.

It was only half an hour before there was light coming from the front!

That's the exit of the mine.

As the old man walked out of the dim mine tunnel and embraced the light again, Lu Ye couldn't help being in a trance, feeling a sense of wonder about being alive.

"Old Tang!"

At the exit of the mine tunnel, there were several figures guarding them. They were monks from various sects of the Haotian League, and they were guarding against the disciples of Xieyue Valley escaping from it.

Seeing the old man appearing, they saluted one after another.

The old man nodded slightly.

One of the leading middle-aged monks looked at Lu Ye suspiciously and asked, "Old Tang, is he..."

The old man said: "The disciple of Xuantianzong who was exterminated a year ago was taken captive here as a miner's slave. He helped me a little inside and brought him out along the way."

The middle-aged monk understood, raised his hand and waved to a young monk next to him: "Take him to record it."

"Yes!" The young monk took the order and said to Lu Ye, "Follow me!"

Lu Ye turned his head and looked at Elder Tang. He wanted to thank him, but Elder Tang had already gone straight to the distance.

The middle-aged monk who spoke just now followed closely, and said, "Old Tang, Vice-President Pang has an order. Please go see him when you come out, and discuss something important."

Elder Tang stretched out his hand to caress his beard, and complained, "An old bone will never rest for a moment."

Saying so, he soared into the sky and disappeared in an instant.

At this time, Lu Ye was already heading in another direction under the leadership of the young monk. The monk had no intention of communicating with him, so Lu Ye's silence was naturally golden.

Recalling what Tang Lao said just now, Lu Ye smiled knowingly.

This old man is really good.

I didn't help others in the mine tunnel, on the contrary, I accepted their kindness, but he just said that, obviously it was deliberate.

For a senior expert like him, a casual word can resolve many troubles for Lu Ye.

Like the storage bag hanging around his waist!

For Lu Ye right now, this thing is actually a trouble. When he found the storage bag from Zhou Cheng's body, Lu Ye had already realized it accordingly.

He has even planned that if someone from the Haotian League takes a fancy to this storage bag, he will give it away. After all, his current identity is just a miner in Xieyue Valley, and he still has to rely on others.

He only gets what he has, he keeps all the real good things close to his body, a Zhou Cheng's storage bag, there is nothing to regret.

But with Tang Lao's casual words just now, I am afraid that no one will come up with the idea of ​​this storage bag.

In the end, he was not able to thank him in person, which made Lu Ye a little regretful, but there is always a chance in the future.

Outside the mine is a huge valley, surrounded by mountains on three sides, and only one road from the east can enter here. At the moment, the valley is bustling with people coming and going.

Lu Ye looked up, and saw that there were many traces of the war in the valley, and there were still bloodstains on some ground, and the whole valley was filled with a strong smell of blood.

It seems that when the Haotian League conquered this place, the people in Xieyue Valley suffered a lot.

Large flags stand everywhere in the valley. Different words and patterns are engraved on the big flags, which should represent different sects and families.

The banner is crowded and bustling.

According to the information that Lu Ye knew, the Haotian League is an extremely large organization with a wide variety of categories. Countless sects and families of all sizes have condensed into such a whole. tip of the iceberg.

Wanmo Ridge, which is opposed to the Haotian League, has the same structure.

After regaining his freedom, Lu Ye was in a good mood, and everything he saw felt fresh, which provoked the young monk leading the way to urge him several times.

Walking to the corner of the valley, there were also many people gathered here, but these people were not comparable to the brightly dressed and high-spirited monks Lu Ye saw along the way. Most of them were ashamed, sallow and emaciated, and a few were devastated, especially some beautiful young men. woman.

The disheveled ones are miners who used to work in the mine veins. Years of hard work and malnutrition make them look like refugees fleeing.

Not all those captured by the people of the Evil Moon Valley will be used as miners. There are also some beautiful women. Their experiences are generally more miserable. Now that the mine veins have been captured and they are rescued, the tragic experience is destined to be indelible. go.

Seeing this group of people, Lu Ye immediately understood that these were all people who were oppressed and enslaved by Xieyue Valley, and now they were freed, and for some reason, they were gathered together.

In front of this group of people, there was another desk. Behind the desk, a chubby monk, who looked young, was leaning on a chair and taking a nap with his arms folded.

The young monk who led Lu Ye came forward and tapped lightly on the table.

The fat monk trembled and almost didn't fall off the chair. After seeing the person in front of him clearly, he patted his chest: "You kid, you really scared me to death."

The young monk was speechless, and said in a low voice: "Brother Pang, although registering and compiling registers is an idle job, you can't do this, if the adults in the league see it..."

Before he could finish speaking, the fat monk waved his hand impatiently: "I know, I know, I'm like a bitch after a long day." He paused and asked, "What's the matter?"

The young monk moved out of his body, revealing Lu Ye behind him: "Register and register to verify your identity."

The fat monk was originally obese, and his eyes were almost invisible due to the fat on his face, but the moment he saw Lu Ye, his small eyes suddenly opened, and his eyes fixed on the storage bag on Lu Ye's waist.