Back in the prison, the battle was over and the scene was in a mess. Just as he was about to go in to take a look, Xia Ming was stopped by Li Erhu and dragged away.

"What happened?" Xia Ming was a little surprised.

Looking around and seeing no one, Li Erhu lowered his voice and said, "Five escaped!" As he said that, he gestured with his hands.

Raising his eyebrows, Xia Ming immediately understood and hurriedly said, "Then we..."

Before Xia Ming finished speaking, Li Erhu made a gesture of silence and lowered his voice even lower: "Don't worry, including you and me, there are less than ten people who know the inside story. A gag order has been issued. Don't worry about retaliation from those who escaped!"

Nodding, Xia Ming's face was slightly relaxed, and then he said, "Who is the other party?"

Shaking his head, Li Erhu pursed his lips and whispered, "I don't know. Thirty-two people came from the whole town, and twenty-seven were left, but there was no one alive. Those who couldn't escape committed suicide by taking poison!"

"So cruel?!" Xia Ming was shocked and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"That's why he wants to protect us. But don't worry, Yuan Youjiao said that he will come to the class room tomorrow to give us individual rewards!" Li Erhu smiled happily when he mentioned the reward.

"Is Lord Yuan okay?" Thinking of the three fighting masters who went in, Xia Ming asked with concern.

"It's okay. Although the opponent is powerful, there are few people. The two sides fought for a while, and Lord Youzhi came and scared the opponent away!" Li Erhu waved his hand, and his nerves were relatively rough.

"Yeah!" Xia Ming nodded, and didn't think much about it. He touched the letter box in his arms and dragged Li Erhu back to rest early.

After sleeping for more than an hour, he finally eliminated a lot of fatigue from two days. Xia Ming thought about the letter box in his arms and climbed onto the roof early. He practiced "Purple Qi Jue" for a while, then took out the letter box and opened it casually. He found that there was only a brocade inside, without even a layer. In the morning light, he unfolded the silk and took a closer look: a landscape painting, very rough, and marked with some strange symbols and numbers in many places.

"Another such thing?" Seeing those symbols, Xia Ming felt a chill in his heart. The previous letter had already made people nervous, and this one was even more cruel. There were so many symbols, plus the other party had such a big battle, I think it was just for this thing. If it stayed in his hands, it would be a hot yam!

Thinking of this, he rolled his eyes, looked at the picture carefully, and remembered it firmly in his mind. Then he came down from the roof, pretended to go into the kitchen, grabbed a steamed bun and started to eat it, and then, while the master chef was not paying attention, he threw the letter box and silk into the fire under the stove, watching it burn to ashes, and then took a few more steamed buns and left leisurely.

Yuan Shouzhen came early and quickly arranged the tasks. Finally, Xia Ming and Li Erhu were left, and two leather bags were thrown out, clinking.

"Thirty silver coins per person, plus three years of tax exemption for your family!" Yuan Shouzhen announced the reward with a smile, raised his chin, and signaled the two to put away the silver coins.

"Thank you, sir!" The two happily put away the leather bags.

"Okay, Erhu, go and do your work first, don't be too proud!" Yuan Shouzhen waved his hand and sent Li Erhu out.

"Sir, what do you want?" Xia Ming raised his eyebrows and asked in confusion.

Pulling out a wooden box from his arms, Yuan Shouzhen opened it, and a black stone and a tattered book appeared.

"Star Stone!" Xia Ming was surprised to instantly sense the power of the stars on the stone, and almost wanted to grab it.

"I see, the brat has a good eye. This is meteorite iron ore. It's right to call it star stone. It's natural fine iron!" Yuan Shouzhen pushed the wooden box with emotion, and then said: "This is Miss Ling's special thank you, keep it!"

"Huh?" Xia Ming was slightly stunned. Although he wanted it very much, he was shocked when he heard that it was given by the woman.

"Huh? Hurry up and put it away, otherwise I will want to snatch it!" Yuan Shouzhen urged with a smile.

"Yes!" Xia Ming couldn't wait to put away the wooden box. He was excited. He practiced too slowly in this world. If there were a lot of this thing to help, the speed would be greatly improved.

Seeing Xia Ming put away his things, Yuan Shouzhen reluctantly withdrew his gaze and smiled and said, "You are lucky, kid. That information saved Miss Ling once, and was praised by Lord Qing. You actually got such a benefit. Go back and make a fine iron sword, practice the sword technique well, don't let Lord Qing down!"

Then he remembered that there seemed to be some sword techniques written in the book. Xia Ming understood the whole story. After nodding his head and promising, he asked tentatively, "Sir, are there many of this kind of ore?"

"You greedy kid, do you know that fine iron is a war reserve material and iron ore is also state-owned!" Yuan Shouzhen cursed with a smile, pretending to be angry and widening his eyes.

"Just asking casually!" Xia Ming smiled calmly and hurriedly withdrew.

At the same time, more than ten miles outside the town, in the mountains and forests, five figures were sitting in a circle, regulating their breathing and cultivating.

"Puff!" A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the one-armed old man's face became a little ruddy.

Raising her eyebrows, the young woman hurriedly said: "Old Liu, are you feeling better?"

"Don't worry, Miss Lin, I'm much better. This Qingcang sword energy is indeed well-deserved!" Nodding in response, "Old Liu" looked at the blood on the ground and sighed.

Only then did several people notice the abnormality of the blood. There was actually a small hole on the ground, and dark red blood was flowing down along the edge.

Pupils shrank, "Miss Lin" lost her voice and said: "What a strong sword energy!"

"Alas, I'm level eight, and he's only level six, and he actually took my arm! You must be careful when you meet him in the future!" "Old Liu" reminded.

"Yes!" Several people clasped their fists in response.

"Old Liu, take a good rest, I'll be back soon!" "Miss Lin" suddenly said.

"Miss, I'll go. So many portraits suddenly appeared last night. I'm afraid..." A man in black stood up suddenly and said in a deep voice.

"Don't worry, it's definitely not Xie and Qian, otherwise we can't leave alive, maybe..." At this point, "Miss Lin" looked up to the north, with a cold light flashing in her eyes.

The remaining few people were silent, their eyes full of complexity and anxiety.

On the first day of work, there was not much to do. After wandering around with Li Erhu, Xia Ming impatiently returned to the dormitory courtyard, found a secluded corner, secretly took out the "iron ore", and excitedly operated the "Star Art".

An invisible wave flowed out of the "iron ore", running rapidly along Xia Ming's arm, and soon came to an acupoint in the chest and abdomen, and rushed wildly. Maybe it was almost polished before, or maybe the power of the stars was really fierce. In just a quarter of an hour, the acupoint that had been silent for three years finally broke open, and the invisible wave penetrated into it and slowly filled it up.

"Hahaha" Xia Ming laughed wildly in his heart, his eyes full of surprise. The star power in this piece of iron ore is enough to match his one month of hard training, and it is the kind that he absorbs all at once, and he just wants to moan with pleasure.

"I must find out the origin of this ore. If there are another thousand pieces, I should be able to open up the fifth acupoint!" Holding the ore in his hand, he was full of expectations.

"That's it, I tried my best, please let my family go!" Qian Centurion stood respectfully in front of "Miss Lin", his eyes full of pleading.

"You killed Xiao Qi," Miss Lin said casually, playing with the sword in her hand.

"I had no choice. The three elders chased me at that time, and I could only do this to keep that thing!" Qian Centurion spread his hands with an innocent look on his face.

Covering her mouth and laughing softly, Miss Lin looked at the centurion and said in a cold voice: "But, where is the thing?"

With a tremor in his heart, Qian the centurion hurriedly took out something from his arms and said: "The thing was taken away. The soil was newly moved. Someone must have been there after I left. I found this wolf tooth pendant at the scene. Maybe it is a clue!"

"Are you sure you didn't take the thing and want to raise the price?" Miss Lin raised her eyebrows and ejected the long sword in her hand and put it on Qian the centurion's neck.

"Plop!" Kneeling on the ground, the sweat on Qian the centurion's forehead came out. He swallowed hard and stammered: "Really, it's really not, please Miss, it's on Liushui Street, the second one above, you can go and check it yourself, I am definitely not lying!"

"Okay, I believe you," smiled slightly, and Miss Lin took back the long sword.

"Thank you, Miss!" Feeling the urge to urinate, Qian the centurion almost solved it on the spot.

"It's a pity that you still have to die!" Miss Lin smiled more and more sweetly. She shook her sword. The flattering expression of Captain Qian had not faded yet, but his head had already risen into the air, and a cavity of hot blood gushed out, several feet high.

"Only the dead can keep secrets completely!" Gently wiping off the blood beads on the sword, Miss Lin muttered to herself, and took the wolf tooth by the way.

"Thick hemp rope, a farmer's thing, who is it?" Seeing that the rope was of poor quality at a glance, Miss Lin narrowed her eyes slightly, revealing a thoughtful look.

At this moment, Xia Ming was carefully reading the sword formula, which turned out to be a top-level fighting skill in the fighter realm. He could not learn the fighting spirit operation technique in it at all, and could only experience the sword meaning in it. It took an hour to finish reading it, and he had already memorized it firmly in his mind. With a raised corner of his mouth, he walked towards Yuan Linshan's house. Under the pretext of gratitude and asking for advice, he wanted to inquire about the origin of the ore.

As soon as he arrived at the door, he heard the sound of breaking wind in the yard. With a start in his heart, Xia Ming hurriedly stopped and was about to listen carefully, but he didn't expect the door to open with a "creak".