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Scarface and Gou Laosi's expression became increasingly ugly. The most basic dignity of men. These words pierced deep into their hearts like sharp blades.

Scarface breathed a deep breath and said again, "No need, I keep my word. Let you go anytime in the future."

"What about you? Gou Laosi? Do you want to fight me again?" Han Chen said lightly.

"What are you going to beat? You can't beat both of you. I'm not asking for trouble alone? I promise you."

The bosses of the two mining areas were conquered by Han Chen in this instant. Ding Lang and his group shouted loudly and cheered. "Haha, head, you are so awesome."

Han Chen smiled, and an invisible mental force helped Scarface and Gou Laosi up from the ground. The two were a little nervous at first, but when they saw that Han Chen had no malice, they relaxed proudly.

"Two, do whatever you should do!"

Although the two of them verbally agreed to Han Chen's conditions, they were still somewhat dissatisfied. They glanced at each other faintly, and then they left with their respective brothers.

"Head, you're so hiding! Haha."

Several brothers from the North Mining Area quickly surrounded them and no longer had any opinions about the new boss. Ding Lang took the middle-grade spiritual crystal and handed it over.

"Head, medium-grade spiritual crystal. With this thing, at least half of the brothers will not have to go hungry for seven days."

Han Chen nodded, "You should keep it in first!"

"Hehe, OK." Ding Lang agreed readily.

"Sir Hanchen, Lord Hanchen." At the same time, Zhang Tao was rushing towards this side. When he arrived in front of Hanchen, he was already panting and sweating profusely.

"Brother Zhang Tao, what happened?" Han Chen asked.

Zhang Tao heard the casual words "Brother", and he was so happy that he quickly said, "Mr. Hanchen, it's that old man. The old man ate all the bags of food. Now he is clamoring to see you!"

"oh?"

"That old man is too unreasonable." Ding Lang frowned and cursed in a deep voice. "Go back and tell him that if you want food, you can dig the spirit crystal by yourself. If you can't dig the spirit crystal, you will be ready to starve to death."

Han Chen waved his hand, looked at Zhang Tao, and said, "I'll go and have a look now."

"Boss, you can't keep such a waste in vain!" Ding Lang couldn't understand.

Han Chen replied calmly, "I have my own sense of responsibility."

In the dim hut, the air was filled with a damp and musty smell. However, this was almost the best place to live. On a wooden board in the haystack, there was a sloppy old man lying. The old man crossed his legs and touched his full and bulging alone, looking quite leisurely.

Crack! The wooden door was pushed open, Han Chen walked in, "Old man, are you looking for me?"

As soon as Han Chen finished speaking, Ding Lang rushed in, pointed at the old man and shouted loudly, "Old guy, what's going to happen to you? Why don't you dig the spiritual crystals for me?"

The old man glanced at Ding Lang lightly and reached out to slap him, "Oh, it's so noisy. Old man, I only said that I wanted to see that little brother alone, why did the others run in?"

"You?" Ding Lang suddenly became angry, "Old guy, are you going to be so angry, right? I have to deal with you today."

"Okay, Ding Lang." Han Chen yelled at the other party and said in a deep voice, "You all go out first."

"No! Head, do you really want to worship him as your ancestor?"

"You want me to repeat it again?"

"This?" Ding Lang couldn't help but tremble, shrugged, glared at the old man fiercely, and then left the house with a stern face.

Seeing everyone leaving, the old man sat up and laughed, "Boy, you are a little better than those rude guys."

Han Chen smiled slightly, "Old man, are you fine?"

"It's okay, but I'm very confused. Why do you want to save me? Don't you know that food is very important here?" the old man asked.

“There are two reasons.”

"Oh? Which two?"

"The first one is that I can't bear to see you starve to death. The second one," Han Chen paused, with a little seriousness in his eyes, "You haven't got food for three months, but you can still survive until now, so I'm very curious."

After hearing Han Chen's explanation, the old man fell into silence. After a long time, he let out a long breath. His turbid old eyes looked at Han Chen and said, "Are you a spiritual illusionist?"

Han Chen did not answer or speak, just looked at the other person like that.

The old man looked straight at him, his shriveled lips slid slightly, and he continued, "You are not just a spiritual illusionist, you are also a martial arts practitioner. And the martial arts power on you has been blocked. If I guess correctly, someone will give you a Fengyuan Dan."

Han Chen's pupils shrank tightly, and a sensation broke out in his heart. The sloppy old man in front of him was definitely not an ordinary person. Han Chen could no longer maintain his calmness and nodded vigorously.

"What the senior said is right. I was really imprisoned by someone using Fengyuan Dan to imprison Wu Yuanli."

"Haha." The old man smiled faintly, "I know you are full of questions now. In fact, I am also a spiritual illusionist. Although I am not as good as you in realm, I am sure that I am dozens of times more accurate in controlling mental power than you."

"Oh?" Han Chen was a little surprised.

"No, right?" the old man pointed to a small stone on the ground and said, "Young man, use his mental power to smash it."

Han Chen was stunned for a moment, then nodded, and with a thought moving, an invisible mental power was quietly released. With a dull sound, mud chips flew everywhere, and the small stones were immediately blasted into a pile of debris.

"Senior, are you still satisfied?"

"No." The old man shook his head, his face full of dissatisfaction, "I only achieved this level in the early stages of Xiaocheng? It's too bad, it's bad."

Han Chen frowned and then made a gesture of invitation, "Then please let me demonstrate."

"Hey, boy, do you think I'm bragging, are you? Look at it." The old man pointed to the stone that was about the same size as before, and then a light shone between his eyebrows, and a wave of mental power emanated.

Han Chen was stunned. The intensity of this mental power was only in the late stage of the entry. Could it be that the lethality would exceed that of himself? But before he could think more, bang! The dust was flying, and the stone turned into a pile of broken sand.

"This?" Han Chen was shocked, his eyes filled with a strong look of shock.

"Boy, although your mental power is strong, your control is not accurate enough. If you continue practicing like this, you will not be able to become an excellent psychic wizard."

Han Chen was really unhappy when he was despised by someone who was weaker than him. But the strength he showed had to be admired by him. He clasped his fists and bowed slightly, "Senior, can you ask who you are?"

The old man nodded with satisfaction, with great appreciation in his eyes. "Don't be arrogant, neither impetuous, nor humble. Compared to those ignorant people, you are much stronger. My name is Cangjie, and I am a second-level alchemist."

"Alchemist?" Han Chen's face changed again.

"Yes, the reason why I can determine that you were imprisoned by Feng Yuandan is that I smelled the faint medicinal power emitted from your body."

Alchemist, a noble profession in this world. The degree of rareness can be compared with that of humanoid masters.

"Hanchen couldn't believe it when he met a second-level alchemist.

When Cangjie passed by Xiaofeng Ridge, he was caught by Xu Lao's army. They didn't know that the person in front of them was an alchemist, so they threw him into Kuangxia as a mining slave. The respected alchemist outside lived a very difficult time here. In order to survive, Cangjie could only pick up the spirit crystals.

Unexpectedly, three months ago, the mine cave collapsed. Cang Jie was smashed one of his legs. Although he took healing medicine in time, the environment was too harsh, so he was unable to move normally without fully recovering.

"If you can't dig the spirit crystal, you won't get food. Fortunately, I still have some military food pills on my body. These military food pills are all first-grade elixirs. If you take them, you can recover your body and keep them from hunger for two days."

Cang Jie paused and continued, "But Bingliang Pills are pills after all. If you only take this, it will cause too much energy loss. Two days ago, I had eaten the last Bingliang Pills. I thought I would die, but I didn't expect that I met you at this time."

"So that's it." After hearing this, Han Chen had to secretly shock the other party's sorrow of fate. A second-level alchemist was rushing to win him over from outside. Unexpectedly, he became a miner slave who digs out spiritual crystals here.

Han Chen asked with some anticipation, "Senior Cangjie, since you can see that my Wuyuanli is imprisoned, do you have any pills to untie the Fengyuan elixir?"

"No."

Hearing these two words, Han Chen suddenly looked disappointed. Before he could speak again, Cang Jie said again, "Although there is nothing ready on me, I can help you refine one."

"What?" Han Chen's eyes lit up, and his heart, which had just sunk to the bottom of the valley, immediately rose into the air again. His face was filled with a strong look of joy, "Senior Cangjie, are you talking about it true?"

"Of course it's true." Cang Jie nodded, "If you want to untie the Fengyuan Dan, you need another Fengyuan Dan. The medicinal properties of the two elixirs impact each other, and you can activate your martial arts power again. Just as I have the medicinal materials for refining Fengyuan Dan, you can come here first."

"Yes." Han Chen followed.

Cang Jie carefully observed Han Chen up and down, frowned slightly, and said, "Boy, you have eaten a second-grade Fengyuan Pill. This kind of pill is not a problem to confine martial arts practitioners in the form of form. The person you dealt with is really worthy of you."
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