A putrid smell spread into Jiang Lin's nostrils, and Jiang Lin slowly woke up from his coma. The first thing that caught his eye was a room that looked like a prison. Gradually, Jiang Lin's vision became clearer and he found that he was lying on a damp and smelly ground, and there were many monks lying around him. These monks were all Yuan Yuan. An infant monk. This is a dungeon, or a confined mine, with pits and pits on the surrounding stone walls like traces left by mining. The entrance to the cave was imprisoned, and two demon soldiers stood on both sides to hold the handles. Because spiritual consciousness could not penetrate through, Jiang Lin did not know their cultivation level. "Where is this?" Jiang Lin didn't get up. He checked his body first and found that the fear in his Dantian was restrained by a trace of wind power. There were no other changes, and Jiang Lin breathed a sigh of relief. "It should be a certain little demon world." "Little demon world! Why am I here?" "Every time the rules of heaven and earth change in some way, there will be a tide of demons, just like the rising tide of the sea, which can wipe out the demons Send them to a place closer to the small space where humans live. Many demon clans take advantage of the tide to capture monks and return them to the small demon world as slaves. " "Can you escape?" "It depends on you. It's your own ability, but I advise you to be honest. There are monsters everywhere in the small demon world. Find out where you are going to run. If you run away blindly, you will only die faster, even if it is for you. If you have the chance to escape, can you unlock the imprisoned Dantian? " "This restriction is very strange, it has the freedom of the wind, but it has the power of restraint." Jiang Lin sinks his consciousness into his body. In his dantian, the forbidden threads in his eyes kept emerging, and he finally shook his head. "When you wake up, don't lie on the ground and pretend to be dead. We don't have idle people here. Get up quickly." Just when Jiang Lin was still asking more about Zhulong or something. The two demon soldiers standing at the handle of the cave, holding the three-pointed steel forks in their hands, knocked on the imprisoned large iron door and shouted inside. Ahthe monk lying in the cave didn't respond to the demon soldiers' beatings. A demon soldier whose body had evolved but had the head of a leopard directly stabbed a monk's arm with his steel fork. The monk who was lying motionless on the ground immediately screamed. "Don't try to fool me. I don't care what your status was before, you are all slaves now. Come out and dig mines quickly. Otherwise, you will have nothing to eat today. By the way, if any of you has something hidden on you, It's better to hand it over. Otherwise, if you are discovered, you will have a taste of the prison of flames." The leopard-headed demon soldier shouted into the cave, and then opened the iron door with a bang, seemingly not afraid of these monks escaping. They are also monks who are imprisoned in their dantian. Even if they are put together, they are no match for the two demon soldiers. They really have nothing to be afraid of. A few scattered monks stood up, and then more and more, almost half of the monks lying on the ground stood up. These monks were dressed in different styles, with frightened and confused expressions on their faces. It seems that he still doesn't understand where he is. Is this just a nightmare? Jiang Lin also stood up with the other monks, and then the monks lined up and opened the cell door and walked out one by one. After all the monks came out, the leopard-headed demon soldier slammed the big iron door shut, and then said: "Follow me." He walked forward without explaining too much. There are twists and turns of mines along the way. The mine is fiery red, and the temperature gets higher as you go deeper. The surrounding stone walls are full of pits and depressions of different sizes, as if something was originally on it and was dug out later. "These are the slaves captured this time. Register them and let them start work as soon as possible. The quantity of flame stones for this month is not enough yet. Let these slaves process more and get enough quantity quickly, otherwise it will not be completed. If the mission master blames us, we will all be unlucky." After about a stick of incense, the monks who were locked up in their dantian and had no use of spiritual energy were all sweating. But nothing happened to the two demon soldiers protected by demon power. The demon soldiers brought Li Feng and others to a human monk who was writing down things with a pen in his hand and yelled loudly. This is a slightly larger underground space surrounded by mines. From time to time, miners with ragged clothes and dull eyes like walking zombies come out of the mine. He walked out with a flaming red stone the size of an egg or a palm and handed it over. These stones are filled with high temperatures, and the monks without the support of spiritual energy turned red from the soup when they held them in their hands. However, no one threw it away. Instead, they held on to it as if they were holding on to their own lives. It was not until they handed it over that they breathed a sigh of relief, and then continued to mine in the mine. "Shut up,"?At the beginning of the classification, those who can make alchemy stand on the left, and those who can make weapons stand on the right. Other monks stand in the middle, and this choice will determine your future destiny. It is best to choose according to the truth, otherwise once you are found imprisoned in the prison of fire, you will be unable to survive or die. " The secretary with a handful of goat flowers and a pair of rat eyes stood up and bowed respectfully to the two demon soldiers. Then he handed two spiritual stones to the demon soldiers as if they were fawning. The two demon soldiers nodded with satisfaction and walked back. The secretary loudly scolded the newly arrived monks, who were a little confused and seemed to not know what to choose. , when the secretary said the words "Fire Prison", the monk who seemed to be numb and handed over the ore could not help but tremble, as if he heard something terrible. After listening to it for a long time, Jiang Lin said this. A group of about thirty monks made their choice. Among them, only five were able to make alchemy and only one was able to make weapons. The others could only stand there in a daze, and Jiang Lin also stood there. Didn't move. In an unknown world, Jiang Lin instinctively wanted to keep his trump card secret, so that Jiang Lin would feel safer. "Five alchemists and one weapon refiner, that's not bad. My name is Qiu Yang, you can call me Mr. Qiu. The monks who knew how to make alchemy and weapon refining stood aside first, while other monks came over to register. After registration, you follow these monks into the mines to mine. No one will get less than three pieces of ore the size of an egg every day. Those who cannot complete the task will not have food. At the same time, I would like to remind you that if you hide something, you'd better take it out now, otherwise it will be a unpleasant experience if you are found out in the Fire Prison. " Qiu Yang stroked his goatee and glanced at everyone with a warning look in his small eyes. Then he sat down behind the table and began to register the monks. The so-called registration meant asking for the name and cultivation level, and then he was After asking, the first drop of blood was placed on the statue of a bird that was more than seven inches tall and looked very ferocious. "Jiang Lin, a late-stage Golden Elixir. "The monks at the back kept moving forward, and the monks who had finished their level stood there blankly and didn't know what to do. Qiu Yang didn't ask, as if he hadn't seen it, and continued to register. Jiang Lin said After naming his name and cultivation level, he also dropped a drop of his own blood on the bird statue, and the blood seeped into it. Jiang Lin suddenly felt a vague imprisonment locking him in. At the same time, Jiang Lin's Dantian was imprisoned. There was a trace of fire breath. This breath of fire was like a needle. It poked a small hole in Jiang Lin's dantian, which was imprisoned by the power of wind. A trace of spiritual power flowed out from Jiang Lin's dantian. Jiang Lin suddenly felt better. "Don't blame me for not reminding you that the spiritual power flowing out of the Dantian should not be used to make yourself feel better, but to be used for mining. The body cultivator dug forward with a mining shovel, and the depth of digging should not be less than ten feet every day. Other monks dug out the flame stones growing on the stone walls in the mines opened by the physical cultivators to assist the physical cultivators in digging. Three steamed buns and one bowl of water per person per day. If you perform well, you can get more food" Qiu Yang shouted the rules in the mine in a sharp voice. After a while, Qiu Yang waved his hand and asked the new monks to quickly enter the mine and start digging. Jiang Lin followed the instructions, I followed an old miner and walked into the mine. Along the way, I met many monks who came out with flame stones. Each of these monks had a very depressed spirit. They had a very unhealthy blush on their faces. As if being roasted by fire, these monks' auras are also very weak, their bodies are thin, their lips are chapped, and their eyes are very scarlet, which is the result of the accumulation of fire poison. Jiang Lin has heard of the third-level miracle. Jane's ore is the best basic material for refining some fire-attribute magic weapons. The veins of the flame stone are the accumulation of fire power in the condensed magma after the volcanic eruption, and finally condensed into the flame stone after a long period of time. Therefore, the flame stone is not completely fused with the stone like iron ore, but it seems to be moved forward in the stone, because the stone is condensed from the original speech, and these flame stones are the stones through the power of fire. It is formed by changes, so the two are very closely connected, just like a whole. Therefore, it is not easy to dig out the flame stone from the stone wall, otherwise the flame stone dug out every day will not be counted in one piece. Forget it. The veins were formed by magma eruptions, and they go deep into the ground, so they are very hot. If the monks weren't able to breathe, they would probably suffocate to death here. " According to the regional distribution map of flame stones, only three spiritual stones and three spiritual stones are enough. Or an herb that can clear away heat can also be used. With this distribution map, you can exceed your mission every day, ?Get enough food and water. " Just when Jiang Lin and his party were walking forward under the leadership of an old miner, a monk who looked like a skeleton sprang out from the side, holding a map drawn on an unknown animal skin in his hand. His eyes were wide open. Guang stared at Jiang Lin and his group like a wolf: "Don't worry, I won't report you. You can make a deal with me without fear. My Baishun's reputation can be guaranteed by all the miners in Black Canyon. "Before the people on Jiang Lin's side could speak, the monk said hurriedly.