He rolled up his sleeves and walked towards the middle-aged strong man.

"You are here!"

The middle-aged strong man glanced at Lin Hao and nodded, but didn't care about his clothes and continued to wave the mine hoe in his hand.

But every time Lin Hao waved the iron hoe in his hand, he was frightened.

If he knew that the mine cave was about to collapse, he would not know if he would dare to swing like this.

"Stop!"

Lin Hao quickly danced his hands and ran forward to stop him.

"What's the matter?" the strong man frowned.

"Ahem..."

Lin Hao coughed twice, then pointed to the place where the strong man was shoveling, "This place belongs to me, you go there."

As he said that, he pointed to the mines outside the edge.

Although the local iron ore is less distributed, it is much safer than here. However, this is also a thankless place for ordinary people in Lin Hao's eyes.

Even Lin Hao put himself in and thought about it, he felt that it was a bit too much, and he felt that he was just asking for trouble.

He was even ready to use some reason to convince the other party.

If it really doesn't work, he can only pretend to be a playboy and use the title of the Lin family. He thought so in his heart.

Who knew that after hearing this, the middle-aged strong man didn't say a word of opposition, but just put away the hoe, frowned and looked at him, and then stepped back to the edge.

No way?

Looking at this scene, Lin Hao was a little stunned.

Isn’t this guy really treating him as a supervisor, or is he too loyal and honest?

What a weird guy!

He thought about it and always felt a little strange, but since the other party was obedient, it was naturally a good thing, and he would not dig deep into the reason. After all, he still needed to find a way to solve the mine here.

Thinking of this, he slowly narrowed his eyes.

He just took a rough look before, but now he looked carefully again, but found that the situation was much worse than he thought!

The countless cracks were even connected to each other. Even if he carefully avoided the huge cracks and accidentally touched these tiny cracks, it might cause a chain reaction, and the entire mine cave collapsed directly!

Is this really a natural mine?

He was a little suspicious that such a dangerous terrain would have arisen in nature?

It was like a deliberately made formation, directed at him. As long as he hit a hoe anywhere, the mine would bury him!

Thinking of this, he took a deep breath and didn't dare to be careless.

He even admired the middle-aged strong man. He shoveled so many times just now, but the mine cave did not collapse!?

After a while, he finally found a relatively safe ore.

He carefully hammered a place with his fist, then increased the force, and then hit it up. After repeating this, after a few breaths, he finally hammered a small piece of iron ore, which was roughly the size of a fingernail.

Although it was very small, it also made him feel relieved.

At least he was sure that iron ore was indeed much harder than rocks. Even those cracks did not crack at once. With his current strength, it would take more than eight or nine layers of force to break the ore.

"This will be much easier."

He nodded. Since it wasn't so easy to break, he could try to hit other places, and he didn't have to be so nervous...

"What's wrong. A crack of this level just now requires eight or nine layers of force to crack, but I clearly didn't use eight layers just now!"

Looking at the iron ore as big as a fist under him, Lin Hao's forehead was sweating coldly.

Just now, he almost affected the top crack and caused a large collapse.

He swallowed and spitted. He clearly controlled his own strength, but he didn't know when it started, but his strength became stronger and stronger, and accidentally cracked a piece of ore.

Since drinking the red liquid, his strength has been growing, but even the growth is limited, especially after Shi Dashan left, his strength has almost stopped growing.

He was a little regretful for a while, but he wasn't too frustrated.

After all, no matter how powerful a mortal is, it cannot exceed a thousand pounds. If you want to become stronger, the only way is to practice, break the blood shackles, and become a hunting team soldier. This is not a problem for him.

Although the Lin family declined, there were four stone carvings of military tactics. Even if the tortoise shell was not included, he was more than enough to enter the military blood realm.

etc…

Thinking of this, he suddenly realized a question: how strong is he now?

Thousand-pound power is only a theoretical boundary. In fact, a true mortal, let alone a thousand pounds, is unlikely to have a five hundred pound force. Only those who have started to practice but have not yet broken through the shackles of blood can gradually have a force close to a thousand pounds under the temptation of energy.

Lin Hao frowned. Although he had not tried how strong his strength was, it must have exceeded 500 kilograms. Otherwise, he would not have felt anything if he was carrying a small tripod weighing hundreds of kilograms.

Then he has started practicing?

"The most important thing in practice is the visualization diagram, and the mental method is the second. If I have already started practicing, then what is my visualization diagram..."

Thinking of this in his heart, he slowly calmed down.

But at this moment, his heart suddenly moved, his eyes narrowed again, and the world in his eyes instantly turned gray and broken!

At this moment, in the gray-white world, he clearly saw a trace of gray-white energy passing into his body along the edges of the broken cracks. Although he could not feel the increase in power, it was indeed a little different in a vague way...

The off-white energy comes from the off-white world, and at the edge of the crack, no wonder I haven't paid attention.

But... this world full of cracks is actually a visual image?

Lin Hao was simply startled by this idea, but he quickly calmed down.

Which one does it originate from?

Since the beginning of the era, the method of human practice has originated from the first twelve Taoist sutras. This is true of any visualization picture. Which one does this fragmented world in front of you belong to?

Opening the Sky Scroll, Star Scroll, God and Demon Scroll, Blood Realm Scroll...

Among the few ancient Taoist scriptures he learned, no Taoist scriptures match his current situation.

Generally speaking, visualization maps require mental power. The more advanced the military strategy, the more mental power it needs. Even a powerful monk can't visualize for more than three hours in a day, but he doesn't need it. The speed of visualization for twelve hours is equivalent to four times that of ordinary people!

A glimmer flashed in Lin Hao's eyes.

This is just theoretically. In fact, except for the first hour, due to the consumption of mental power, the efficiency of visualization will be greatly reduced. Lin Hao's visualization for twelve hours a day is almost ten times the efficiency of an ordinary person!

He originally thought about how to translate the text on the tortoise shell, but now he doesn't need it anymore. It's just that there is no way, which will affect a certain speed. But for him, he is still far above ordinary people!
Chapter completed!