Chapter 45: . Practice is the primary productive force

The sixth state of Taoism, the practitioners of the seated photo realm, who have cultivated into the golden core outside the body, can fight fiercely with people out of the body.
Even if he fails, the soul can quickly fly back to the body, which is equal to one more chance of survival.
But at this moment, two giant hands transformed from cloud energy, one on each side, respectively captured the soul and body of Tang Chi, the elder of Wang Zhen Guan.
No one can run away.
Close both palms towards the center and pat, and forcibly slap Tang Chi's soul back into his body, not to mention, causing him to suffer heavy damages at the same time.
His body was bruised and bruised, like a torn bag full of holes, and countless blood arrows shot out from it.
Its soul is like a porcelain full of cracks, about to break.
Tang Chi fell to the ground, dying.
He slapped his cloud-qi giant hand and moved around, and then all the rest of the Taoist priests of Wangzhen were held.
When everyone in and outside the city saw this, they all gasped.
Everyone knows that the real master of this city is not Mr. Wuyun and Old Blood Shadow who often deal with each other.
Everyone also knows that the mysterious Chang'an City Lord has a cultivation strength that is even higher than that of the two elders in dark clouds and blood shadows.
But at this moment, seeing the city lord taking action, breaking Yunluohuagai in an instant, capturing Tang Chi and others, everyone was still shocked.
All actions, without the slightest smoke, are too easy...
"When the Tang Army attacked the city, His Majesty used the body of the refugees to defeat the well-trained and experienced Tang Army..." The young Chen family who had been in the city smiled bitterly.
The other Chen family members beside him nodded silently.
When everyone looked at each other, they could see the flames pulsating in each other's pupils.
In this city of Chang'an, there is really no fear of the Eastern Tang Dynasty’s pursuit and persecution.
In the future, they can even look forward to more...
"Things that are too far away, let them go first." An old Chen family whispered: "Contact and look for other tribes scattered outside, and come here as soon as possible to ensure safety."
The others nodded deeply.
Compared to them, the Hanshan faction was completely relieved.
They chose the right one!
The view of forgetting the truth can't compete with Chang'an City at all!
Before changing the door, I have been worried about being hit by Wangzheng.
But now everyone in the Hanshan faction is relieved.
"Even if you forget the truth and watch the subject, you can only catch it!" Cao Feng's eyes flushed with excitement.
Hui Tianyu's one eye also flashed brilliance: "With the care of Chang'an City, given time, as long as enough time is given to this school, the school itself will not be afraid of forgetting the truth."
Beside them, the head of the Hanshan faction took a deep breath and said nothing.
But his eyes are full of ambition.
In the city, everyone in the Perak Sect was also shaking.
Apart from Wu Qiong, it was the first time for others to witness the power of Chang'an City.
At this moment, everyone was horrified.
All people have the same idea in their minds.
Longbei County, the Longling area, and even the entire northwestern part of the Eastern Tang Dynasty, are afraid that the sky will change.
"Your Majesty is unpredictable, the king is over the world!"
Wu Qiong was the first to come back and bowed in the direction of Daming Palace.
The other members of the Perak sect were awakened one after another, and quickly learned something.
Chen Jiezhi looked solemn and saluted towards the Daming Palace.
Mr. Wuyun, dressed in black, stood beside him, bowing his head and said: "Scare your Majesty, old sins."
The phantom, who was kneeling on the ground by his one hand, looked gloomy.
It doesn't matter what the bismuth crystals, what forget the truth.
He mixed into Chang'an City this time, and the biggest gain was to see that the mysterious master of Chang'an City is earth-shattering, yet unfathomable!
No wonder, it is no wonder that the regular Tang army was put down directly, and the entire Eastern Tang Dynasty was completely ignored.
I sneaked in this time, really asking for trouble... Phantom smiled bitterly in his heart.
In the distance, a blood phoenix flew back to the city.
The blood line stretched out from Phoenix's body, and Tang Chi and other Taoist priests such as Wangzhen were bound.
Compared with other people, Old Blood Shadow's mood is not so beautiful.
Tang Chi carried Yunluohuagai, a treasured artifact of Wangzhen Guan with him, and blocked him for a while and almost escaped.
In the end, he had to bother his Majesty to do it himself, and Old Blood Shadow asked himself if the errand was a mess.
I wanted to behave in front of your Majesty, but he pulled his hips, and the old demon was ashamed and annoyed at the moment.
Tang Chi now fell into his hands, the old blood shadow demon wished to slap him to death.
But now, the other party is not his captive, but belongs to His Majesty.
No matter how much resentment was in the old devil's heart, he could only suppress it at this time and honestly lead people back to the city.
Once in the city, seeing Mr. Wuyun successfully seize the phantom, the old blood shadow devil's mood gets even worse.
I was thinking about overwhelming the other party. In this way, wouldn't it be overwhelmed by this dead old ghost?
At this moment, the old blood shadow demon's mentality burst.
"Send to the mine."
At this time, the ethereal and majestic voice came from the Daming Palace.
Mr. Wu Yun echoed in unison with the old blood shadow demon: "Please follow your majesty's edict."
Wu Qiong and the other members of the Perak sect moved slightly in their hearts.
"Senior, the mine mentioned by your Majesty refers to..." Wu Qiong asked tentatively.
Mr. Wuyun glanced at them lightly: "Come along."
He and the old blood shadow demon walked outside the city gate on the other side with the phantom of the audience.
Wu Qiong and others quickly followed.
Zhang Dongyun sat in the Daming Palace, lightly tapping his finger in the air.
Within the coverage of the system, a pothole suddenly appeared silently on a mountain range outside the city.
As if there is an invisible force, it digs the cave and continues to extend downward.
After going deep for more than a thousand meters underground, it stopped.
The cave is reinforced by invisible forces and is indestructible.
The old blood shadow demon had heard a few words about mineral veins from Mr. Wuyun, but this was the first time he came to the mine.
He grabbed the Wangzhen audience, deep into the pothole, all the way down.
After reaching the bottom, a faint green glow appeared before everyone's eyes. Even at the bottom of the dark hole, the light still illuminates everyone's faces.
"Sure enough, it is a bismuth crystal vein, and the quality is very high. After a little processing of the rough ore vein, you can get pure bismuth crystal."
Everyone in the Perak Sect was amazed.
At the same time, they also understand why Mr. Wu Yun is confident that Chang'an supplies such large quantities of rough stones.
It is very difficult to mine the veins.
Ordinary mortals do it with limited speed and limited output, unless a huge population is filled in to work.
But if it is a practitioner, it is different.
The mining difficulty is greatly reduced and the speed is greatly improved.
But the problem is that in this world, where are practitioners doing coolies?
So this kind of work is to slowly dig through the manpower of ordinary people.
However, City Lord Zhang Da hadn't planned that way from the beginning.
Real construction machinery, I really don't have one.
But I am a humanoid excavator.
What is spiritual practice as the primary productive force?
In the Daming Palace, Zhang Dongyun leaned back and leaned on the back of his chair.