Behind it, the dog-headed supervisor was holding a whip. If he found that the zombie moved a little slowly, he would whip the zombie on the back. When Xu Feng arrived, there were already several whip marks on the zombie's back.

With every hit, the digging...mining zombies would let out a low roar of unbearable pain, which made Xu Feng feel a little distressed.

"This is simply..." Xu Feng was somewhat speechless: "Digging the mines with both hands, even the capitalists would cry when they see it!"

"It's not like we don't have pickaxes, why make it so pitiful!" Xu Feng sighed, without even bothering to think about why the zombie lying in the coffin with a talisman affixed to it suddenly appeared in the mine and turned into a zombie miner digging ore with his hands. He hurried back to the backyard of the charity cemetery, got a few pickaxes, came to the mine, and handed one to the zombie.

"If it breaks, go to the backyard of the charity cemetery to get it. How much can you dig with your hands? It will be much more efficient to use a pickaxe!" Xu Feng instructed.

Xu Feng shook his head and left the portable secret realm, then opened the portable secret realm attribute interface and took a look.

Sure enough, the mine that had no output before has now become "producing one hundred kilograms of random ore every day", and there is also an additional line of words at the bottom: "Unknown spiritual plant (damaged and recovering...)".

"It is indeed a spiritual plant..." A look of surprise appeared on Xu Feng's face. Only a small stump was left. Xu Feng judged based on his experience that it might be a spiritual plant, but he was only 60 to 70 percent sure at most. Now that it was confirmed, he was naturally very surprised. You know, even if it was just an ordinary spiritual plant, it would be very precious, starting at at least one million. It was like Xu Feng had picked up several million for free on the street.

After cleaning up the surroundings, Xu Feng returned to the place where he had fought before. Not long after, He Bing came back with three team members, looking annoyed.

"That guy runs too fast. A ghost puppeteer should be considered a magic profession, so why is his agility attribute so high?"

"It doesn't matter. Without his natal zombie, a small ghost puppet master is just like a venomous snake with its teeth pulled out. He poses no threat. When we get back, we can issue a wanted order and ask other gangs in the city to look for him!"

"Hey, Xu Feng, where's that zombie?"

When He Bing and his three companions came back and saw that Xu Feng was the only one left, they immediately showed a look of surprise on their faces.

"He ran away without noticing!" Xu Feng said expressionlessly, "Let me take a look at Brother Wang's wrist. It's very troublesome to treat the Yin Qi entering the body. If it's delayed for too long, it will damage the body."

"Excuse me, Xiaofeng, please come and help me. I feel like my whole arm cannot move and I have no feeling at all..." Wang Jun quickly rolled up his sleeves and raised his wrist in front of Xu Feng.

At this time, Wang Jun's entire forearm had turned blue and black, and the surface had become extremely hard. There was a faint metallic sound when knocked. If it continued to be dragged on, Wang Jun would probably have to undergo amputation.

Ordinary healing talismans have limited effect on this kind of injury, and talismans must be drawn in the void.

Incorporating a trace of Taiyin power, the healing talisman drawn in the void was pressed towards Wang Jun's arm. A burning pain came from his forearm, and Wang Jun could not help but let out a painful groan.

The healing talisman with a hint of purple quickly melted away. At the same time, Wang Jun's dark blue arm began to slowly return to flesh color. The pain subsided and finally turned into a cool feeling that flowed back and forth in his arm.

"Xiaofeng, thank you so much." Wang Jun said with gratitude on his face.

If Xu Feng had not been there this time, he would most likely have lost his arm. Losing an arm means that he has cut off the possibility of becoming a high-level apostle. It will be much more difficult to advance in the future, and it is very likely that he will only be a low-level apostle for the rest of his life.

This is something Wang Jun absolutely cannot accept! ...

Night fell in the suburbs of Songtao City.

Sweeping the empty beer cans on the coffee table to the ground, Sun Rong sat on the sofa and ate the freshly cooked instant noodles in big mouthfuls.

At this moment, Sun Rong had a ferocious expression, his brows were furrowed, and there was a sinister aura around him, like a ghost.

After finishing a large bowl of instant noodles, Sun Rong pinched his fingers and began to chant a spell in a strange tone.

This is the spell used by the Ghost Puppet Master to summon his natal zombie. No matter how far apart the Ghost Puppet Master and his natal zombie are, as long as the summoning spell is recited, the natal zombie will return to the Ghost Puppet Master as soon as possible.

But this time, no matter how the Ghost Puppet Master summoned, let alone recalling his natal zombie, even the connection between him and the natal zombie was completely cut off.

"Damn it!" Sun Rong angrily waved his hand and threw the empty rice bowl away. Like a trapped beast, he panted and walked back and forth in the living room with an irritable look on his face.

Although he was unable to recall his natal zombie, Sun Rong knew that his natal zombie had not been destroyed. Generally, when the City Defense Office encountered such a situation, they would burn the zombie to ashes as soon as possible. Although he was unable to recall his natal zombie this time, Sun Rong did not suffer any backlash because his natal zombie was destroyed.

You know, a ghost puppet master can control multiple zombies, but he can only have one natal zombie, which is closely related to himself. Once the natal zombie is destroyed, the ghost puppet master himself will also be greatly affected!

"Since they have captured my natal zombie, why didn't they destroy it directly? Could it be..." A hint of suspicion appeared in Sun Rong's eyes.

"The method that the kid used to trap my natal zombie should also be Taoist talismans. It seems that someone has become greedy for my natal zombie and wants to take it for himself..." Sun Rong sat back on the sofa with a sinister smile on his face. He punched the coffee table hard, and immediately, the tempered glass coffee table shattered to the ground.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

After a moment, Sun Rong stood up, grabbed a coat from the hanger at the door, put it on his shoulders, walked out of the room, and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

…

Xu Feng sat cross-legged on the bed. He could not slack off for a moment in his practice of the fundamental method. Moreover, there was no shortcut to improving the fundamental method. He could only practice every day. However, feeling the growing strength of the Taiyin power in his body, Xu Feng became somewhat obsessed with practicing "The Jade Purity and Moonlight Spiritual Chapter".

After practicing for an hour and a half, Xu Feng slowly opened his eyes and turned his wrist. A simple stone slab appeared in his palm. Xu Feng gently stroked every uneven surface of the stone slab, his heart full of anticipation.

At this time, four gem-like crystals have been inlaid on the stone slab, and only the last groove is still empty. All you need to do is find another high-level material with earth attribute to open this chaos stone slab and get the treasure inside.

"I'm really looking forward to it..." Xu Feng whispered.

At this moment, there was a slight "click" sound from the door lock of the living room, as if someone was turning the lock with a key. Xu Feng's whole body tensed up. He was the only one in the room at this time. If it was his father or aunt, they would not open the door so carefully, as if they were afraid of disturbing the people inside.

"This house is like a sieve now. Any Tom, Dick or Harry can get in..." A stern look appeared on Xu Feng's face. With a thought, a paper man was placed by him at the bedside.

A Taoist soldier talisman was pasted on the paper man, and the other wall-passing talisman was pasted on himself. Xu Feng wanted to see who was so brave as to break into his house in the middle of the night. The last person who broke into his house must have his bones turned to ashes by now.

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(End of this chapter)