Chapter 650 (1/2)

In half an hour, the real yuan after blood transformation barely filled the capacity of 10% of danta. Although he felt that the speed of cultivation was too slow, Chu Zhongtian was not so impatient.

According to Huang Lao's surveillance, it seems that chutianhe has given up its plan to return to this space, which relieves him of the greatest threat he faces.

At the same time, the whole ore vein has collapsed, and no one will be able to enter the living space of blood God tree in a short time, which gives him enough time to absorb blood, transform Zhenyuan and fill the Dantian.

More importantly, although there is only one tenth of the blood in the blood God tree, as a top spirit tree that is almost promoted to the fifth grade, the amount of only one tenth of the blood is also quite amazing. The energy contained in the blood is enough for him to improve his cultivation and break through the realm.

Therefore, in the face of the slower and slower improvement of cultivation, Chu Zhongtian can still calm down, not impatient, continue to absorb the blood and spiritual power in the blood God tree, and continue to fill the real yuan in the Dantian.

Just when Chu Zhongtian absorbed the blood and mental power in the blood God tree with all his strength, tens of thousands of sergeants in neat formation suddenly poured into the completely collapsed vein.

Standing in front of tens of thousands of Sergeants are three peak experts in the qi transformation period who exude a strong momentum.

When tens of thousands of sergeants stood neatly in front of the collapsed ore vein, a middle-aged fat man with a round body and gorgeous clothes rushed out of a temporary building in the distance, and then stood in front of the three powerful experts with a frightened look.

”My subordinates have seen commander Liang and two generals!” Seeing the silent three strong men in front of him, the middle-aged fat man said hello nervously.

”Manager Li, when the Lord asked you to dig this vein, did you remind you that this vein is related to a part of the gas transportation of our Daliang Kingdom, and there can be no mistake. If there is any mistake, you will be killed immediately!” Among the three strong men, they are the most powerful and have the strongest smell of blood. The middle-aged commander in his fifties said murderously.

”Liang Tongling, the sudden collapse of the ore vein is a natural disaster, not a human disaster, so it's not his fault. I hope the commander will spare his life!” Feeling the murderous spirit in Liang Tongling's tone in front of him, the middle-aged fat man knelt directly on the ground and desperately kowtowed for mercy.

”Hum!” Seeing that the middle-aged fat man doesn't have the backbone of a martial artist, Liang Tongling feels disgusted as the commander of the army, but he also knows that the other party has no serious fault and has no right to decide the other party's life and death.

”Manager Li, this vein is very important for the kingdom. If you want to resume production, I don't know how long it will take?” Since he could not decide the other party's life and death, General Liang was lazy to continue talking nonsense with the other party and wanted to complete his task as soon as possible.

”General Liang, the vein collapsed so suddenly that nearly one-third of the miners were buried in the vein. According to the current manpower, it will take at least five to eight days to dig through the collapsed vein again.” The middle-aged fat man replied carefully.

In fact, he had a heart for his answer just now.

Due to the time when the vein collapsed, it was just in time for dinner. At that time, not many miners collected spirit stones in the vein, that is, one thirtieth of all miners. At the same time, the collapsed ore veins belong to the channels that have been hollowed out. As long as those waste rocks are cleaned up, production can be resumed.

However, as an old man who came out of the palace, he knew that he was fighting in the palace and knew too well the principle of keeping a front line. Therefore, he lied about the disaster and reserved enough time for himself.

Liang Tongling frowned when he heard that it would take five to eight days for the middle-aged fat man to resume production. He didn't want to stay here for a minute.