"I'll do it, I'm the first to sign up. There are a lot of ten spirit stones a day! I've been digging for several months before, but I haven't found ebony."

"And I! You are right. Ebony is not easy to dig. Even if it is dug out, it is just a low-level spiritual material and it is not enough to make money. Unless you are lucky, you can meet high-level ebony."

In just a short while, thirty people signed up.

Qin Di directly distributed ten low-level spirit stones to each person and directed these people to dig.

The voices of these people coming from time to time came to my ears.

"I heard that the day before yesterday, Senior Brother Zhang dug up an eighth-level spiritual wood and presented it to the sect, not only did he receive an amazing reward, but he was also directly promoted to an inner disciple!"

"Senior Brother Zhang is lucky. That's an eighth-level spiritual wood, which is very rare."

"In recent years, there have been fewer and fewer good ebony. It is said that someone dug up fairy spirit wood thirty years ago, which can make first-level spiritual treasures! Now there is no such fairy spirit wood again!"

"Hi, what about fairy spirit wood? It's good luck to dig up the fourth and fifth levels of spiritual wood."

At the beginning, these people were just glad to find a good job of earning spirit stones. Later, someone secretly laughed at each other and lowered their voices: "Where did you think this kid come from? Why did you spend a lot of spirit stones and hire someone to dig soil on the mountain? Is he digging ebony or looking for treasure?"

"Hehe, God knows! I heard that some descendants of immortals learned the method of looking at the qi of the three-legged cat, so they came to the mountain to search for treasures. Who knew that it would be rocks and soil when they dug it out. Dig a few more times and they would know that it would be in vain to work hard!"

"Stop talking, if you have a spirit stone, you will be a good person! There are not many good people these days."

Qin Di didn't care what these people said, sat next to him and slowly drank the Enlightenment Tea, holding a book in his hand and slowly reading it.

He obtained hundreds of caves from Sansheng Island, and had already opened some of them. He found a batch of golden books and jade books from them, and they were all moved into the Afang Palace's library, and they were left to be read slowly in his spare time.

Thirty people, after digging for two days, they only dug for fifty feet. Many people shook their heads while digging: "There is nothing, there is sand and gravel underneath!"

"How can ebony be dug out in this place? It's impossible at all!"

Someone kindly reminded: "Young man, you'd better forget it, hurry up and change the place! This is not possible, and you can't waste money like this even if you have money!"

Qin Di smiled slightly: "There are treasures underneath, and the top ebony is waiting for us."

The man glared: "If there is a top ebony, I will swallow it in one bite!"

Qin Di smiled and said, "Don't! You swallowed the ebony, even if I want, the Divine Archer Gate still doesn't want it!"

The man laughed and said, "I am the elder of the outer sect of the Divine Archery Sect. I am Ning Guangxia, and I have been digging ebony for a while! Now I am responsible for supervising the excavation cause in this area. If you dig out ebony, I will collect 70% of it."

Qin Dimuzhu looked at the other party carefully and found that it was a short and fat middle-aged man, like a businessman, who looked more friendly, so he said, "It turned out to be Elder Ning! In two days, you have to ask me to pick a piece of the best one out, and I also want to make the spiritual arrow!"

"It's easy to say! According to the rules of our Divine Archers, the person who dug out the ebony will pick a piece of spiritual material by himself. You can take it away, or you can ask our weapon refiners to help you make it into spiritual arrows. You just need to pay some spiritual material."

"Oh? If you ask you to make arrows, how much spiritual material will you have to pay?"

"Take one of them. If we make ten spiritual arrows, we will leave five."

Qin Di thought for a while and said, "Half is not too much, but I don't know which level of spiritual arrow can your sect make?"

Ning Guangxia laughed: "No matter which level of ebony you dig out, you can make spiritual arrows of the same level. Our Divine Archery Gate looks like a medium-sized sect, but it has a rich heritage and has been passed down for nearly a million years. Far above Lingshan, there is also a Divine Archery Gate, but it is just a branch; we are the birthplace of the Divine Archery Gate!"

Qin Di couldn't help but be surprised: "It turns out to be like this! This is quite novel."

Ning Guangxia smiled and explained: "There are many sects on Lingshan, some of which come down from the upper realm, and some go up step by step from the lower reaches of Tongtian River. Our Divine Archery Sect is the latter. In the final analysis, the local spiritual energy is getting thinner and thinner, so once you reach Buxu, you must leave here and go to Lingshan to practice. Because of this, although our Divine Archery Sect is here, the real masters are all in Lingshan."

Qin Di nodded: "I understand."

Ning Guangxia said again: "Although the master has left, the inheritance is still there, and the best ebony arrows can only be produced here."

"So, the masters on Lingshan still need to get arrows from here?"

"Our Divine Archery Gate also has a large weapon refining hall in Lingshan. We are developing and using other materials to make Lingbao arrows, but so far, the progress has not been very large."

"That's a pity." Qin Di remembered the fairy arrow he dug out, which was shining with silver light. I don't know which metal material it was made of, but it was not ebony anyway.

Ning Guangxia was very familiar with people and seemed to be very nagging. He kept saying: "Our ancestors in Lingshan often wrote letters to provide spiritual treasures and arrows, but without spiritual materials, he could only stare at them."

"Of course, it's hard to cook without rice."

"Our Divine Archer has a special set of inheritance, which relies on bows and arrows. As long as we have good bows and arrows, we can improve our skills every day. If there are no spiritual arrows, our skills will also be very slow. Because of this, whether it is the Jindan Zhenren, the Yuanying Zhenjun, or the ancestor of Buxu Hedao, they all want a set of high-level flying arrows."

Qin Di smiled and said, "Since that's the case, why not dig three feet into the ground and dig hundreds of miles around it, so that you can find good ebony?"

Ning Guangxia waved his hand quickly: "No, no. The sect has regulations, and it is not allowed to dig around. Otherwise, it may destroy the root system of the golden nanmu on the mountain. This is also the foundation of our Divine Archery Sect, and it will be completely finished if it is dug."

Qin Di looked around and thought to himself: "Fortunately I found a piece of open space, otherwise I would have been stopped by the other party."

Ning Guangxia asked, "I said, brother, why do you think of digging on the mountain? After the golden nanmu fell, it would only roll down to a low-level place, then go down the water and sink to the bottom of the water. There is no ebony on the mountain!"

Qin Di smiled and said, "I have a technique of looking at the air. Seeing that the treasure light soars into the sky, I will definitely be able to dig out good things."

"That's all I can wish you good luck!"

Qin Di thought for a moment and asked, "I would like to ask Elder Ning, the arrows of the sect are made of ebony, so what about the bow? Where does the good bow come from?" When he said this, he couldn't help but think of the Sunset Bow. Although the Sunset Bow in his hand was of the sixth level, it was just a imitation. The bow arm was made of the ribs of the Fire Dragon that was comparable to the celestial immortal level, and the bow string was made of the tens of the seventeenth level mastiff dragon.

In recent years, the sunset bow has been continuously nourished, burned by fairy fire and soaked in Yinquan water, and has a faint tendency to upgrade to the seventh level, but the material of the bow string is not enough, which is a shortcoming. If the bow string can be replaced, it may greatly increase the level of the sunset bow, and even become an immortal weapon.

Ning Guangxia replied: "The material of ebony is too hard, not a good material for making bows. Two thousand miles west from here, there is a purple shirt forest, which is also the industry of our Divine Archery Sect. The purple shirt is both hard and elastic, and the bows made with it also depend on the level of the purple shirt. Now ordinary spiritual wood is easy to find, but there are too few high-level fairy spirit woods. Fortunately, this sect has a little inventory, which can barely be made into first and second-level spiritual treasure-level good bows. But it is also priceless, and only a few Supreme Elders can get it."

"Is there any treasure bow made of keel bones?"

"Yes, yes, I heard that keel bones are used as bows on Lingshan. But keel bones are not easy to obtain."

Qin Di thought to himself: "It seems that the sunset bow I got should have come from the Lingshan Divine Arrow Gate. The fallen True Lord Hedao must be a big figure in the Divine Arrow Gate, otherwise he would not have retained the sixth-level treasure bow and seven ebony arrows in the cave heaven."

Seeing that he did not listen to the advice, Ning Guangxia stopped persuading him and sat not far away to watch, in case the excavation range was too large and the roots of the nanmu tree on the nearby mountains were damaged.

The excavation is still in progress. After five days, more than a hundred feet were dug, but the shadow of ebony was still not seen.

Qin Di scattered a lot of spirit stones, and these digging people had nothing to complain about, and they even wanted to dig deeper, the better, but they regarded him as a fool or an extremely stubborn prodigal son in their hearts.

Ten days later, the pit had been dug to 180 or 90 feet, and more and more people were watching around. Everyone was talking and talking.

"Hey, what is this for?"

"Dig a ebony!"

“Can there be ebony in this place?”

"God knows, do you see that boy? He just pretends to be like a book, and he hired someone to dig it!"

"Tsk tsk, it's crazy!"

"Yes, after digging so deep, I haven't seen the shadow of ebony yet, so it's even more impossible to have it underneath!"

"Of course! We had only dug thirty feet at most before, so how could we dig up to a hundred feet? What's more, it's still on the hillside, not in the sunken riverbed!"

Two more days passed in a blink of an eye. Ning Guangxia came over to bask in the sun on time. Looking at Qin Di's eyes with pity, he thought to himself: "Oh, this child is so crazy. He will only withdraw after he has spent all the spirit stones?"

There were not so many people watching around, but there were still no less than a hundred people. Some even flew over from time to time to take a look and then flew away again.

On the afternoon of that day, a scream came from the big pit: "My God, I have dug up ebony!"

"God! This is a superb ebony! The tree is too thick, and now part of it is exposed, it is already more than two feet!"
Chapter completed!