Zhou Qi calmed down his turbulent mind and slowly took back the Divine Sense that was spread out.
He looked at the more than forty Concentration Spirit Stone left in front of him and decided to play it safe.
He himself planned to refine twenty pieces today before going out.
But now that I find such a big knife hanging over my head, I suddenly feel that the refining process is no longer fragrant.
Still have to find some more spiritual stones to secure them.
Thinking of this, Zhou Qi directly packed the remaining forty-three coins into a small cloth bag, tied it close to his body, stood up, opened the door and left.
It's not safe to leave it at home. No one knows how low Elder Ning's bottom line is. If he goes out and steals it indoors, there's really nothing he can do.
We are really surrounded by enemies and traps everywhere.
Spirit-Sealing Abyss.
With Zhou Qi and now Divine Sense, it is no longer difficult to penetrate the ground. Although it is still limited, the range has expanded to more than ten feet.
This distance is enough for him to predict changes in his surroundings in advance and avoid most unknown risks.
When handing over the task yesterday, he took the opportunity to insinuate the old deacon and found out the true purpose of Concentration Spirit Stone.
Ordinary Concentration Spirit Stone is of no help to a monk's cultivation. Its only function is to block and simulate Divine Sense.
Most of them are used to lay the foundation for formations.
Some niche tools will also add Concentration Spirit Stone when refining them, and use them as gadgets to block Divine Sense.
It is precisely because its own value is not great that the mine has been abandoned for so long and no one has come to clean up the spiritual stones.
Only for Zhou Qi, this Concentration Spirit Stone is a treasure that defies heaven-defying diligence. It is presumably the unique effect of the blessing of its own system.
Zhou Qi After arriving at the place, he did not rush to look for it directly. Instead, he found a remote location and buried these spiritual stones.
He is now lacking more and more storage items Spirit Artifact, and must find a way to get one.
Everything is taken care of.
Zhou Qi releases all his Divine Sense and explores the cracks from the ground.
An hour passed gradually, and Zhou Qi kept running around here. Spirit-Sealing Abyss didn't find a single useful underground crack. He only found two empty cracks with nothing inside.
The sun is getting right.
Zhou Qi finally discovered the first pile of spiritual stones in a hidden depression in the stone wall.
It's not a vein of minerals, just a dozen Concentration Spirit Stone scattered among the gravel.
Zhou Qi squatted behind a rock, Divine Sense swept around.
No Yin-Patterned Mole Rat.
He breathed a sigh of relief, slid over quietly, squatted down, and dug out the spiritual stones one by one from the cracks in the stone.
The spiritual stone is not embedded deeply, and it falls into the palm of your hand with just a click of your fingertips.
He moved very quickly, and in just a few breaths he had completely excavated this pile of spiritual stones.
One, two, three... sixteen in total.
Zhou Qi stuffed the spirit stone into his arms, stood up, and Divine Sense continued to look out.
Once you have the first place, the second and third places are no longer difficult to find.
Another half hour passed.
Zhou Qi discovered a second pile of spiritual stones on the top of an upside-down stalactite.
This time there were more, more than twenty spiritual stones clustered together, like a bunch of ripe grapes, hanging from the top of the stone.
He tiptoed, jumped up the stone wall, hung on the stalactite with one hand, and picked off the spiritual stones one by one with the other hand.
The second place, twenty-four.
The third place is hidden deep in a very narrow stone crevice, allowing only one hand to reach in.
Zhou Qi put his whole arm into it and groped with his fingertips to pull out the spiritual stones one by one. The cracks in the stones were rough and the back of his hand hurt from the grinding.
The third place, twelve pieces.
He gathered the spiritual stones collected from three places together and roughly counted them.
Fifty-two pieces.
Zhou Qi nodded. Although this amount is not as good as yesterday, it is not in vain.
After another night of refining today, Divine Sense can be expanded a bit, making it easier to detect.
It's a virtuous cycle.
Zhou Qi ran Movement Method and rushed to the place where the spirit stones were hidden at the beginning. After collecting all the spirit stones, he put them away personally and returned to the Outer Sect's residence without stopping.
As soon as he entered the door, Zhou Qi found that the small mark he had put down at the beginning had changed its position.
It was a hair placed at the entrance, close to the door frame. As long as the door was pushed open, the hair would be taken away by the door wind.
Someone has been here.
Zhou Qi felt something in his heart, but kept a calm expression on his face. After entering the house, he went to the wooden bed and touched it.
Twenty Merit Crystal are still quietly placed under the old clothes.
Not for money.
It is definitely the work of Ning Yuanshan!
Zhou Qi narrowed his eyes slightly, but his heart felt a little more fond of Elder Ning murderous intent.
This old dog is impatient, waiting for his spirit stones to run out and his mission to collapse, so that he can be given a big hat.
Zhou Qi suppressed the anger in his heart, quickly dug out a pair of shabby cloth, tore it open, and wrapped it around his chest.
He counted out twenty spirit stones and reserved them for today's mission. He then scattered the remaining seventy-five spirit stones and hid them in his cloth, covering them up layer by layer without showing any trace.
Zhou Qi glanced up and down and found nothing unusual, then walked towards the Mission Hall with twenty spirit stones.
The sun is heading west, and Mission Hall is still extremely deserted.
Zhou Qi's eyes swept across the lobby calmly. The old deacon behind the counter was still there, looking down at a booklet.
He walked over and stood in front of the cabinet.
"Deacon, hand over the task."
The old deacon raised his head and saw it was him. The pen in his hand paused, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.
"How much is it today?"
"Twenty pieces."
After saying that, Zhou Qi put the cloth bag in front of the cabinet again.
The old deacon's brows were already frowning. It was luck once, but it was a bit strange to complete it two days in a row.
After he counted them one by one, a light flashed in his eyes.
I was not in a hurry to register in the book. Instead, I raised my head and looked at Zhou Qi.
"Junior brother, you are really lucky." His voice was low and somewhat tentative, "I was able to find twenty spiritual stones for two consecutive days. I wonder... where did you find them?"
Zhou Qi looked at him and sneered in his heart.
"It's just a coincidence." Zhou Qi said in an understatement, "I just happened to meet a small bunch."
The old deacon laughed "haha" twice, dryly, but did not ask any more questions. He lowered his head and made a mark on the book.
"This is your Merit Crystal today." He took out a small cloth bag from under the counter and handed it over.
Zhou Qi took it and stuffed it into his arms without opening it.
Then he nodded to the old deacon, turned around and walked out Mission Hall.
Outside, Zhou Qi walked towards his residence, but the tyrannical Divine Sense had already entangled the old deacon.
After a cup of tea, after confirming that Zhou Qi had gone away, the deacon pushed open the back door of the Mission Hall and walked towards Elder Ning's yard.
The courtyard door is ajar.
The old deacon didn't knock on the door, just opened the door and entered.
There is tea in the courtyard, and Ning Yuanshan is closing his eyes to relax.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, Elder Ning in the courtyard took back his thoughts and looked at the person coming.
The old deacon stepped forward quickly, stood in front of the stone table, bowed and clasped his fists. "Elder Ning, that boy... has paid everything again."
"How is that possible?" Elder Ning frowned, his expression suddenly gloomy. "Is this kid really so lucky?!"
He put down the water glass heavily, frowned and started pacing in the courtyard.
"No, we can't go on like this."
He stopped, turned around, and looked at the old deacon, "The higher-ups have already started urging me."
"He must be capped tomorrow!"
The old deacon looked embarrassed and hesitantly said, "But... but that kid can pay it in every day, so we have no reason..."
"No reason?" Elder Ning sneered and interrupted him,
"Even if you create it, you still have to create a reason for it!"