The Portal of Wonderland

"Then I am tired of stone master."

The young swordsman of the back sword heard great joy, took a few sheets of paper from his arms, a bottle of pale yellow French ink, and a soil attribute stone, handed over.

Shi Mu put these things on the table one by one, then took out the magic pen, spread a piece of paper, and held the stone in one hand, and the other hand suddenly went to the dragon.

As the yellowish runes on the paper gradually increased, less than half an hour later, a brand new golden beet was completed.

Shimu face reveals a hint of gratification.

The gold armor is one of the most prolific ones in this period of time. Now, even if he does not use the power assist, the success rate is already amazing.

He handed the symbol and the remaining French ink, the paper, and the stone to the young priest of the back sword.

"The technique of Shi Shidi's system is just a matter of skill. Some of the teachers in our family have sometimes wasted more than a dozen materials, and may not be able to produce a symbol." The young Taoist took over and said with great joy.

"Oh, Qin brothers have won the prize. But how can I praise me, the cost will not be reduced. The old rules. One character is two merit points." Shi Mu said a joke, took out the identity token, put it On the table.

"This nature." The young Taoist priest took out his identity token and rubbed it twice. There were two light spots flying inside, and the flashing ones merged into the token of Shimu.

The young Taoist thanked him again, and he went out.

As a result, the man just came out and another young Xuanwu sect dressed in a blue shirt came in and said, walking:

"Shi Shixiong, you can count it back, this time you have to bother you to help me refine a light body."

Shi Mu looked through the door and found two people waiting outside, and could not help but smile.

On the other side of the mine, next to the stone table, Bai Yuxiu saw this scene, his face was colder, and after saying "distraction", he got up and walked back to his own stone room. At the same time, a soft figure could not be seen in my mind, and the savage color in my eyes flashed.

"Hey, this time he is lucky, the next time he is not so lucky. In such a place. It is very common for an early disciple to lose his life." Bai Yuxiu suddenly shot the house in one hand. The table said evilly.

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After most of the time, Shi Mu finally finished the painting for the last person, and there were more than 20 merit points on the token. There was also a smile on his face.

As long as you have passed this period of time and returned to the rear league base camp, these merits will come in handy.

Since the resources of the seven major factions have been integrated into one place, the merits can be exchanged for many rare things that are rare on weekdays, such as rare Lingshi, some powerful instruments, and some precious drugs, as long as there are enough merits. Even the martial arts of other sects are not impossible.

He closed the door and sat down on the bed. Take out a small jade bottle and take a quenching bone.

Not long after, his face suddenly whitened and his clothes were agitated by an invisible airflow.

After a long time, Shi Mu opened his eyes and his face showed a hint of happiness.

His celestial work has made a little progress.

Over the past year or so, although he has been ordered to fight outside, the days have passed away, but there has been no relaxation in cultivation, and this **** killing has stimulated his potential.

With the help of the power of medicinal herbs, his celestial work has already been cultivated to the fourth floor. In one fell swoop, it entered the realm of the military in the middle of the day, and it was not far from the fifth floor.

Yunshen also succeeded in entering the fourth floor a few months ago because of the swallowing style.

However, since entering the fourth layer, the mana of the grain growth month has slowed down a lot. It takes more than a month to cultivate the grain size of the rice grains that can be swallowed by the swallowing type. At most, the mana can be improved by a small amount, and there is no such thing as a once-grained moon, and the mana multiplication is soaring.

It is not surprising that the more advanced the magicalism is, the more difficult it is to advance.

Shi Mu estimates that even if there is a swallowing style. The fifth layer of the cultivation of the gods, I am afraid it will take more than two years.

Shi Mu sighed softly, and shook his head and laughed at himself.

The old saying goes well, the human heart is not enough to swallow the elephant, and it is very fast to be able to cultivate to the present state in less than two years.

Swallowing the moon to help yourself can be described as incredible, but it is still too slow here, and people's greed is never ending.

Shi Mu secretly self-examination, the original somewhat impetuous mood suddenly restored calm, and the two eyes together, continue to cultivate.

The time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was night.

Everyone in the mine had a hard day during the day, except for those who stayed up outside the night, and everyone else had basically rested.

Shi Mu pushed the door out, put it lightly, and soon went out of the mine hole and appeared under the giant tree at the entrance.

Outside the world is quiet, a round of bright moon hanging, extraordinarily chaste.

"Stone brother, are you going out?" Behind a huge stone near the giant tree, a vigilant disciple saw Shimu out and poked his head to say hello.

Shimu nodded to it, did not speak, then took a light footstep and walked silently toward the nearby woods.

Every night he has a moon, he will definitely come outside, staying for one night, and everyone in this stronghold knows about it.

Shi Mu explained that he was practicing a secret technique, and other people did not have too much suspicion. After all, some exercises really need nights to cultivate.

After a quarter of an hour, Shi Mu came to a forest hollow, and it stopped. It was already a few miles away from the stronghold.

Shi Mu was slightly explored around, and did not find any changes, this is a little peace of mind.

Although in his capacity as a clerk, few people in the stronghold are willing to take the risk of offending him to spy on his secrets, but in order to prevent it, he will change to a place every time he comes out to practice.

Next, Shi Mu took out four light blue symbols from his arms, arranged around him, and mourned a spell in his mouth. The four symbols were slightly bright, and they even went silent.

He saw this and nodded with satisfaction.

These four symbols are not ordinary symbols, called the Quartet Tongling, and the four-character combination can be used to lay a set of simple four-way psychic arrays, which can detect any movements within a hundred square feet.

This is what he spent a few months ago with more than 100,000 silver and a piece of fire attribute, which was exchanged from a Fenghuo disciple.

With these four characters, he came out to practice the swallowing of the moon to be at ease.

Arranged in the array, Shi Mu sat down and put on a swallowing posture, and quickly entered the dream.

In the dreamland, the moon is like water, and the white scorpion of Shimu’s incarnation is looking forward to the moon, and countless moonlight essences fall into its eyes.

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One night passed by.

The sky is getting white, and Shi Mu’s body moves, and wakes up from the dream.

A bean-sized grain in his mind swelled slightly, giving off a faint brilliance.

Since the discovery of the grain-forming month has not improved the mana, Shimu simply stopped the moon and started to cultivate the moon-shaped style, so that the grain in the mind is getting bigger and bigger, and I want to see if something will happen.

Shi Mu exhaled a long breath, stood up and turned to walk towards the mine base.

The surrounding sky gradually brightened, and the morning mist in the forest was so beautiful that it was exceptionally beautiful.

Shi Mu quietly skipped a mound, and a stream of water came over. Not far from the lush greenery, there was a clear stream flowing through it.

His face was a joy, and he had been thirsty for the night. He walked to the stream and filled the water with his water bag. He was about to drink it, and a slight water snoring came from the front.

Shi Mu’s face suddenly changed, and he quickly put away the water bag, and held down the black iron knife on his waist, slowly lurking in the past.

Slowly peeping out from behind a bush of bushes, he finally saw the source of the sound.

Not far from the front, a clear water pool connected with the creek, a sly girl's back is shrouded in the morning mist, dark black hair like a waterfall scattered behind, floating in the water like a misty cloud, surrounded by a girl around.

The girl's white jade arm swayed in the water, making a squeaking sound.

The water droplets slide into the water along the roundness of the shoulders, and the skin is white and dazzling against the backdrop of the sun.

Shi Mu breathed tightly and his body suddenly became dead.

The girl in the water turned slightly, revealing the soft peaks of her chest, but at the same time, Shi Mu also saw the girl's appearance, but it was a nephew.

Shi Mu body shocked, could not help but step back, stepped on a dead branch, made a soft sound.

"Who!"

In the water, the child’s face changed, and the jade hand waved. A blue vine flew out of the water and rolled up toward Shimu.

Shi Mu’s face changed, and he suddenly recovered from the stiffness. One turned and jumped toward the back.

The sound of "啪", the blue vines fell to the original standing place, plowed a deep mark on the ground.

Shi Mu’s heart was secretly surprised. Looking at this situation, this nephew in the weekdays has hidden a lot of strength.

The blue vines flicked on the ground, as if the snakes had once again smashed and continued to rush.

Shimu's eyebrows were picked, and a long knife was pulled out from the waist. The arm flicked out a few knife shadows and wrapped the blue vines.

The red fire flashed slightly, and the vines were smashed into several segments.

However, the vines that were cut off did not die. The black sap was poured out from the fracture, and the vines that had been cut off grew out quickly, and the color had turned dark, giving off a faint suffocation.

Shi Mu’s face was amazed, and the black iron knife crossed in front of him, while the empty hand moved, and there was a fireball symbol in his hand.

"Hey, Shishi brother, it is you..."

I don’t know when I’ve gotten out of the water. I’ve already put on my clothes, but I’ve got a long black hair and I’m not finishing it.

She saw Shimu, and her face suddenly looked surprised.

(The potted bamboo in the house, after a horrible care in the winter, finally fell completely. Forgot the grief and sent the bones to the environmental protection vat downstairs, I hope that it will be strong and hard. Have the opportunity to return to the empty pots at home!) (To be continued.)