The Gate of the Genkai

Guangyuan Hall

Please recommend, please collect. Hearing this, Shi Mu smiled bitterly in his heart. It took him two months to cultivate the first level of astronomical skills with the help of the power of tens of thousands of taels of elixir. Compared with Baishi, Lanfeng It was a lot slower to wait for others, and now I feel a lot of pressure in my heart.

The money he got from Aunt Zhen and Master Jin Wu earlier was not much left. Judging from the previous situation, if he wanted to practice the second level of celestial phenomena, he would need more pills.

What’s more, he has already inquired about it. Although the evil energy needed to practice the Vigorous Demon Ape Escape Art is sold in the door, the price is far higher than that of the bone quenching pill.

“Where are the children of a big family here? It’s just some chance that I was able to join the Black Demon Sect. Besides, the money on Shi Mou has almost been spent. I met Brother Huo today and I was about to ask for advice. Apart from the big Bi Xiaobi, but there is still a place to earn silver taels.” Shi Mu first gave a wry smile, and then asked with a heartbeat.

Huo Mao looked at Shi Mu in surprise, as if he couldn’t believe it. After all, it is not easy for a person without much family background to choose a skill that consumes a lot of resources.”Brother Shi, if you want to make money, you can go to the Guangyuan Hall between the 12th and 13th peaks. There are some missions released in the gate, which can be accepted by ordinary disciples or handyman disciples. Among them, There are some tasks that servants cannot complete, which are just suitable for ordinary disciples like Brother Shi who are just getting started.” Huo Mao said after a moment of pondering.

“Surely there is such a place in the real sect?” Shi Mu was overjoyed when he heard this.

“Brother Shi should have been cultivating behind closed doors these days. Your new disciples should know about such things.” Huo Mao laughed.

“Hehe, maybe, I seldom go out these days, and the news will inevitably be blocked.” Shi Mu felt a little ashamed in his heart, and secretly made up his mind to make more friends in the future, so as to avoid this situation from happening again.

The two chatted and laughed all the way, and soon came to Qingshi Square, and they broke up.

Shi Mu replaced almost all of the few silver taels on his body with Bone Tempering Pills and Blood Gang Pills, then left the valley and headed straight for the No. 12 mountain peak.

Not long after, Shi Mu came to a rather magnificent two-story hall located between two mountain peaks.

It was noon at this moment, the sun was shining brightly, and the glaring sunlight cast a faint radiance on the pitch-black hall. Two gates several feet high were opened, and ordinary disciples and handyman disciples in black clothes came in and out from time to time.

There is a wooden plaque hanging on the gate, with three vigorous characters “Guangyuan Hall” written on it.

Shi Mu narrowed his eyes and looked at the wooden plaque, then walked towards the gate.

As soon as you enter the main entrance of Guangyuan Hall, you will feel a sense of coolness. In front of you is a passage that is not too long. On both sides of the passage, there are thick butter torches every Zhang Xu. It was brightly illuminated.

There was a faint noise coming from the end of the passage, Shi Mu stepped forward without hesitation.

After walking forward for about ten feet, he turned a corner, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

This is a huge hall with a length of more than ten feet and a width of twenty feet. The surrounding walls are filled with thick butter torches, making the whole hall as bright as day.

Dozens of large screens are placed in the center of the main hall, and more than a hundred disciples of the Black Demon Sect are scattered around the screens. Most of the noise comes from their exclamations, murmurs, discussions, and noisy footsteps Voice.

Most of the screens are filled with lines of small blue or black characters, and most of them are black, and there are very few blue ones. From time to time, handyman disciples in black clothes come from the depths of the hall, holding brushes of corresponding colors, Write and draw on the screen.

In addition, some handyman disciples held colorless writing brushes with a faint white gleam, and lightly swiped the black or blue writing on the screen, and the writing on the screen disappeared without a trace.

Shi Mu walked to an inconspicuous corner, observing the situation in the hall with great interest.

At this time, a handyman disciple in black had just cleared a line on a screen, and immediately copied a line of black handwriting on the empty line.

As soon as he finished writing, three or four Grade C disciples surrounded him immediately, and one of them recited it shaking his head.

As a result, the handyman disciple in black had just put away his writing brush and paper when a Class C disciple with a birthmark on his left cheek started talking to him impatiently.

Immediately afterwards, the black-shirted handyman disciple nodded, and took out a black token from his bosom, and handed it to the Class C disciple with a birthmark on his left cheek.

After the person put away the token, he immediately turned around and left with an excited expression on his face, while the handyman disciple before him took out another small red seal, and lightly printed it on the black lettering on the screen just now, a bright red mark shaped like a flame The cinnabar mark of has already appeared on the black font.

It was only then that Shi Mu discovered that there were many cinnabar marks on the black characters, but very few on the blue characters, but it was rare to have more than two cinnabar marks on a line of writing at the same time.

When Shi Mu saw this, a flash of understanding flashed in his eyes, and he walked towards the nearest screen with a single step, and the first line of black writing immediately came into view.

“I want to buy three wind spirit grasses that are more than 30 years old. The price is three thousand taels of silver, and the time limit is three months.”

Although Shi Mu didn’t know what Wind Spirit Grass was, his eyes lit up at the not-so-low revenge, and he immediately looked down to buy some kind of herbal medicine. The price was only five hundred taels, but there was no time limit, and it was a long-term task.

Soon he finished reading this screen, and moved to the next screen.

Half a quarter of an hour later, he had finished reading all the more than twenty missions in black around him, heaved a long sigh of relief, and slowly calmed down the shock in his heart.

The most tasks on these screens are the tasks that need to be completed by alchemists, talisman masters and other warlocks, and the rewards are more generous than other tasks.

For example, even the most common woodworker apprentices can get thousands of taels of silver as long as they ripen a few acres of spiritual fields. More rare Lingshi calculations.

You must know that even the lowest-level low-grade spirit stones can easily be exchanged for twenty to thirty thousand taels of silver, and there is often a price but no market. Because although spirit stones can’t increase the cultivation of warriors, for warlocks, they can directly absorb the spirit energy in them and turn them into mana, and the activation of various magic circles and even some magic weapons is absolutely inseparable from spirit stones .Shi Mu was naturally very envious of the ability of the warlock to earn money. If he had the ability of a warlock, he might not have to worry about money if he practiced the Prajna Astronomical Art and the Powerful Demon Ape.

When he thought that Xiao Ming was also a warlock, he suddenly felt moved, and secretly thought about whether he could practice spells. After all, he had never tested his talent as a warlock.

As far as he knew, there were indeed some disciples in the sect who practiced both martial arts and martial arts. :