"It should weigh ten catties! One pound of third-order iron ore is worth three pounds of first-order ironite, and I can earn a spirit stone by getting three thousand pounds of first-order ironite!"

Ye Mo took the piece of dark iron ore that was dug down, weighed it in his hand, and casually threw this piece of dark iron ore into the back basket and continued to mine.

However, performing a triple attack is no better than an ordinary martial art, a martial art that almost reaches the limit of one's own physique, which is very physically demanding.

Ye Mo cast three consecutive attacks a few times, and his physical strength would be completely exhausted, and he would have to rest for an hour.

The strength that the first-order black iron ore can withstand is less than 1,000 catties, and only when it is refined into the first-order dark iron can the withstand be improved, and it can resist the force attack of more than 1,000 catties.

In the same way, the third-order Xuaniron ore can withstand the striking force of more than 2,000 catties. It is difficult for cultivators in the early stage of Qi cultivation to dig up, let alone ordinary martial artists.

If Ye Mo didn't use combos and only used ordinary strength to mine, even if he had already exceeded the strength of a thousand catties, it would be difficult to dig up these third-order Xuantian iron ores.

After digging like this for a while and resting for a while, Ye Mo counted the amount of ore he had dug out, and he had already dug out fifty or sixty catties of third-order black iron ore.

"At this rate, I dig for a few hours a day, deducting the time of rest and sleep, and I can dig out about 300 catties of third-order ironite, which is equivalent to 1,000 catties of first-order ore. If you exchange three thousand catties of first-order ore for a spirit stone, you can earn a spirit stone in three days. Ten spirit stones in a month. ”

Ye Mo quickly calculated, and couldn't help but be speechless.

He couldn't help but be satisfied.

If he went to be an alchemy boy, he would only be able to earn a spirit stone a month, and the mining would be ten times more.

"I'll dig here for a while first, earn some spirit stones to buy the Yuan Qi Pill, let the Tunu Five Guards become immortal cultivators, and then earn enough spirit stones to buy spell runes and practice exercises.

A dozen or so people on the ship became monks, and after learning the spell, they went out to sea to hunt the Kraken Beast. With the strength of our more than ten monks, it should be no problem to join forces to hunt down the low-level kraken. It's faster to earn spirit stones this way!"

Ye Mo's thinking was very clear.

Now he is working hard in the mine, all in order to open up the situation as soon as possible and earn a spirit stone.

Then take everyone out to sea to hunt the Kraken and earn more spirit stones. He, Mo Ling, Wang Hu, Yang You, Tunu Wuwei and others, want to make every effort to improve their cultivation.

The last thing is to find a way to become a city master cultivator, with his own spirit island and immortal village, and become an immortal cultivator in his own right.

Only by having one's own independent power can one be unhindered and unrestrained in the world of cultivating immortals. There is no way out alone, even if a powerful monk is besieged by a group of strong people, he will run away.

As recorded in the ancient books of immortal cultivation, whether it is the human race or the demon race, they all have a strong alliance power in order to survive in this cruel and fighting immortal cultivation world.

Because of this, the Terran immortal cultivators formed the Immortal City Alliance, and most of the immortal cities formed a group and gradually restored the territory of the Terran monks in the East China Sea.

However, it takes chance to become a city lord, and Ye Mo didn't know how to become a city lord for a while.

"It's nothing to suffer a little now, I must become a city lord of Immortal City. ”

Ye Mo secretly added a lot of strength to himself, and worked hard to mine with a shovel. It's useless to just dream, it's right to work and earn spirit stones.

The iron shovel hit the hard rock wall, making the sound of gold clashing.

Sparks flew and rubble flew around.

Piece by piece, the various grades of dark iron ore fell off the rock wall and piled up on the ground.

After Ye Mo exhausted his strength, he sat down, separated the useless gravel from the dark iron ore on the raw ore, and threw the dark iron ore into the back basket one by one. The mixed first-order, second-order, and third-order dark iron ore are all stored separately and cannot be confused.

Time passes little by little in the excavation.

I don't know when, the back basket has been filled with more than 300 catties of third-order xuaniron ore.

This is a long-abandoned mine, and no miner will come to disturb him.

If those miners saw it, they would be mad with jealousy, and their eyes would pop out. This kind of mining speed is so fast that the miners feel incredible.

Ye Mo thought that he was digging too slowly, so when he was hungry, he ate a few mouthfuls of dried sea fish, and when he was thirsty, he picked up a water bag and poured a mouthful.

"Bell!"

Ye Mo was digging, and suddenly his arms shook, and the shovel was bounced away, and the wrists holding the shovel were almost numb.

He couldn't help but be taken aback, only to see a piece of black and shiny black iron ore the size of a palm exposed.

Ye Mo couldn't help but reach out and touch the black and shiny black iron ore on the rock wall.

Just now, he smashed a shovel into it, but he didn't even leave a trace.

"What level of Xuaniron ore is this, and it can't even leave a trace on my three consecutive hits? Could it be a fourth-order Xuaniron ore?"

Ye Mo looked shocked.

The first to third orders are the spiritual objects used by the monks in the Qi cultivation period, and the fourth order and above are the spiritual objects used by the monks above the foundation building period. The value of fourth-order balite is far from comparable to that of low-order balaite.

"I'll try again!"

Ye Mo was greatly excited.

He raised the shovel, turned into three spade shadows, and slammed it towards the piece of dark iron ore.

"Bell!"

There was another loud bang, and the black iron ore was still intact, not even a trace was left.

Ye Mo picked up the shovel and looked at it, and the moon-shaped blade at the front was concave a little. That is to say, the ore of this first-order spiritual weapon is more brittle than this unrefined black and bright dark iron raw ore.

Take the egg and smash the stone, and it will naturally be the egg that will break apart.

"Don't try it, it's definitely a fourth-order or higher Xuaniron ore!

Ye Mo was sure of the grade of this piece of dark iron ore, and immediately dug around this fourth-order black iron ore.

The rock around this fourth-order black iron ore is also harder than ordinary rock.

Ye Mo even had to use two consecutive strikes to smash these gravels, and it took a lot of effort to dig down the fourth-order Xuaniron ore in the middle.

The weight of this piece of ore obviously exceeded Ye Mo's estimate, it was only the size of a fist, but it was as high as hundreds of catties, which was quite heavy.

Holding this piece of superb dark iron ore, Ye Mo couldn't put it down.

"Fourth-order Xuaniron Mine, worthy of the Fourth-Order Xuaniron Ore!"

Ye Moha smiled and couldn't help but rejoice.

"In the Immortal Village market, a first-order golden spirit sword has a market price of one hundred spirit stones, and a third-order spirit sword has a market price of three hundred spirit stones. The Golden Spirit Sword in the Refining Workshop is based on the dark iron ore and refined with a kind of gold-based ore. ”

"It's a pity that I'm not a refiner, and I don't know how many catties of Xuaniron ore are needed to refine a first-order spirit sword. But it shouldn't be much!"

"This fourth-order iron ore can be used to refine the magic weapons of immortal cultivators in the foundation building period. I heard that magic weapons are even more expensive, and I am afraid that there are thousands of spirit stones. ”

"It's a pity, this thing has to be handed over, at most, it is worth hundreds of kilograms of first-order Xuaniron ore, and I have earned less than a spirit stone. ”

"Alas, a magic weapon has at least a thousand spirit stones, and you can't earn a spirit stone by digging a fourth-order xuaniron ore, and mining is to earn a little coolie money. ”

When Ye Mo thought of the value of this fourth-order Xuaniron ore, he earned very little, but he became depressed.

No matter how good the thing is, it doesn't belong to him, and you won't get much benefit from digging it out.

No wonder the monks are reluctant to mine, it's hard physical work, and nothing else.

Ye Mo couldn't think about it anymore, and he didn't dare to think about it anymore, he was afraid that he would not be able to bear it and take risks, trying to secretly take this piece of dark iron ore away.

But once discovered, this is a serious crime.

Dig steadily to earn spirit stones, and when you earn dozens of spirit stones, you will leave this mine and find another way out.

Once you become a city lord, all the spirit trees and spirit ores on a spirit island will automatically belong to the city lord. If I can become the master of the Immortal Village, I don't have to worry about these dozens of spirit stones. ”

Ye Mo shook his head helplessly, putting aside the chaotic thoughts in his mind.

Thinking of Xiancun, Ye Mo suddenly remembered his ancient painting scroll.

On that ancient painting, it is an ethereal fairy village.

Ye Mo's heart moved, and he untied this ancient painting from his waist.

He hadn't seen this old and quaint old painting for many days.

Mother said that this ancient painting appeared strangely beside him from the time he was born. When he was a child, he was used to looking at this ethereal ancient painting scroll after every hard practice of martial arts, and in his rest time, he made himself feel relaxed and peaceful.

Since he sailed out on a boat and landed on a nameless island, there have always been people around, and he has gradually rarely looked at this ancient painting.

In the silent mine, Ye Mo remembered this ancient painting again.

Ye Mo was also puzzled.

This ancient painting scroll that he has been with since he was a child has too many magical features, the sword is not injured, the water and fire are not invaded, and the mud is not dirty.

Ye Mo is now covered with sweat, but the ancient paintings tied to his waist and collected close to him are not stained with sweat.

Ye Mo spread the ancient painting on the ground and watched it silently.

He used to think of this painting as a very beautiful painting.

But now that he came to Donglaixian Village, he saw the world and discovered more mysteries in ancient paintings.

On the scroll of the ancient painting, it is clearly a real fairy village pattern.

This fairy village is surrounded by a dense fence wall. The wood of the fence is so dense that it can even be distinguished as being made of spiritual wood.

A small low thatched hut in the middle of the fairy village.

In front of the thatched hut, there is a field the size of an acre. The field was empty, and there were a few grass trees growing alone.

A little fox with blue hair was sitting lazily in front of the hut. It looked up, smiling softly, as if looking around.

Every time he saw this little fox, Ye Mo always felt that it was particularly spiritual, or should it be described as cunning, just like a naughty child.

In the painting, there is also a rooster with a proud expression and bright feathers, striding through the fields with his head held high, looking for grain. It tilted its head and seemed to glance at the little fox in front of the hut, and there was even a hint of disdain in its gaze.

And the little fox's eyes seem to occasionally look at this native rooster, as if coveting the delicacy of the native chicken.

There was a big tree behind the hut, and a red crow stood on the treetops, which was covered by dense foliage, and only poked out its head, silently watching the little green fox and the earth rooster in front of the hut, and seemed to have a deep fear of them.

"There's something weird in this painting!"

Ye Mo carefully observed the details on the painting and pondered.