Qiu Shiyin lowered her head and dared not look directly at the so-called sword sect Shangxiu for fear that Shangxiu would think she was disrespectful.
When people were not paying attention, she carefully glanced at the high seat with the rest of her eyes.
But when she saw the true faces of the two Taoists, Qiu Shiyin suddenly raised her head and widened her eyes.
Lu Qingshan looked at Qiu Shiyin with a surprised look on his face. "According to Qiu's master, did you see the hell demon Xiu leave from Qiu's mine vein with your own eyes?
Tell us about the specific situation at that time. "
Seeing Lu Qingshan look like he doesn't know himself, Qiu Shiyin was stunned and soon understood Lu Qingshan's kindness.
After she threw a vague grateful look at Lu Qingshan, she organized a little language and said slowly: "Xiao Xiu's name is Qiu Shiyin, who is proficient in mineral prospecting. He is the monk of Qiu family who is responsible for exploring the source Shilan vein..."
In addition to the three most widely applicable and well-known arts of alchemy, weapon refining and array, there are also various skills related to all aspects, such as mineral search, material identification, immortal kitchen and immortal wine.
These small skills may not bring much increase to the combat power of monks, but they also have its significance.
It's no wonder that in the source Shilan vein, qiushiyin has a harvest as soon as she makes a move.
It turned out to be a friar who studied mining.
Lu Qingshan nodded secretly.
"After the source demon invaded the ore vein, the owner asked all the people to withdraw from the source Shilan ore vein.
As the person in charge of investigating the source Shilan vein, I was ordered to check the source Shilan vein from time to time. In case of other changes, I can. However, it should be impossible to infer who the sword sect disciples who came to bury the ridge would be. "
"Indeed, I just decided to come to Qiu's house on an ad hoc basis." Ji Chuan nodded and immediately reflected the meaning of Lu Qingshan's words. His face was surprised. "Do you mean?"
"Yes, therefore, the request of the underground government should not specifically refer to anyone, but only meet the condition of Jianzong disciples." Lu Qingshan reached his final conclusion.
"The situation is... Not good." Ji Chuan said coldly.
Sword sect disciple, including two subjects.
Sword sect and disciples.
Since the hell is not moving for a disciple, its target is obvious
It can only be the sword sect!
Speaking, Ji Chuan's eyes were suddenly cold.
Lu Qingshan looked down Ji Chuan's eyes.
In the alley at the crossing, several half-aged children were beating a ragged little beggar. The little beggar hugged his head and curled up like a puppy, but he neither begged for mercy nor cried bitterly, but just hummed blankly.
At the next moment, Ji Chuan has stepped forward and walked towards the group of children.
Looking at Ji Chuan's back, Lu Qingshan smiled.
Only the wrong name, no wrong number.
Ji Chuan, the nickname of Haoran sword, really didn't take it blindly.
When the accomplishments of ordinary monks reach the golden elixir, they are mostly detached and superior, indifferent to the suffering of the world.
As a great monk of Yuanying's perfection, Ji Chuan will feel aggrieved because of the bullying among these mortal children. It really means a bit of noble righteousness.
Some people may think this kind of behavior is too naive, but it's always good to have more monks in the world.
When Lu Qingshan followed him, half the children who beat up the little beggar had been driven away by Ji Chuan.
The little beggar's face was covered with blood and soil.
When he saw the little beggar's face, Lu Qingshan had guessed the general situation.
The little beggar has a crooked nose, squint eyes, ringworm on his face, and his skin presents a strange cyan. He looks like a toad alive.
In the world of children, beauty and ugliness are good and bad. It's not surprising that this little beggar is bullied by his peers.