The Portal of Wonderland

Within the stone house, Shi Mu suddenly turned up and sat up, his heart beat like a drum, his body was sweating, and his clothes were soaked.

His face changed for a while, but his eyes were full of joy.

Since the change of eyesight, as long as there is moonlight, he insists on climbing to the heights every night, enters the dream incarnation and the monkey absorbs the essence of the sun and the moon, and continues to grow his eyesight.

However, with the passage of time, the growth of eyesight has become slower and slower. Now, even with the moonlight, there is almost no increase in eyesight.

However, the daydreaming of the day is completely different. Instead of climbing to the tree to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon, I am listening to an old man’s speech.

Although Shi Mu did not know why, but it was faintly felt that this is not a bad thing.

However, the next moment, he was full of smiles.

Because of what he realized in the white of dreams, he can't think of it anyway.

Shi Mu didn't sleep at the moment, jumped out of bed, and started to walk back and forth in the house. From time to time, he reached out and scratched his head. This situation is similar to the white owl that dreams of scratching his head.

He faintly felt that what the old man in the dream had told him was extremely important to him.

After tossing for a long time, Shi Mu still couldn't think of it. This was a helpless sigh and went to bed.

On the second day, after Shi Mu woke up, he casually ate some dry food and pushed the stone door and hurried out.

After some hard work, he finally got the introduction of the prajna statue, and became a true gas in the body. It really became a martial artist. However, if this practice continues to be cultivated, it still needs a lot of quenching. .

The more than 100,000 silver tickets around him are common in all three countries. No matter which country they are in, they are already a lot of assets, but in this door, they may not spend their money, not their own eyes. To explore the price of this quenching bone, he could not feel peace of mind.

At this time, the morning fog in the valley filled, it seemed quite quiet.

Shimu all the way to the stone house area exit, from time to time can see some newcomers dressed up like themselves, also go toward the exit, face more or less with a little excitement and look forward to, think it is also these I chose the exercises in the day and wanted to prepare for the cultivation.

After walking out of the intersection, Shi Mu walked toward the Bluestone Square in the center of the valley with information from Baishi and Xiao Ming the previous day.

Less than a fragrant time, Shimu appeared on a wide street paved with bluestone on the right side of the square. Most of the shops on both sides of the street were faintly smelling a rich mixture of herbs.

Shi Mu Wen Xiang was not inspired by the spirit, and his feet were almost three points faster. Soon he came to a rather exquisite three-story attic. As expected, it was a place where people came and went, very lively.

Shi Mu looked up and saw a golden plaque on the top of the entrance to the pavilion. There were three big dragons and phoenixes, "Danxiangge".

As soon as he entered the store, he gave a glimpse of it, and he was much more than he imagined.

The lobby is bright and spacious, and the ceiling is three feet high from the ground, enough to accommodate hundreds of people and will not feel crowded.

Around the hall are a counter made of precious purple heartwood. The back of the counter is a row of rows of purple heartwood. Some shelves are filled with a variety of herbs, while others are on the shelves. A small and exquisite porcelain bottle, presumably contains a variety of medicinal herbs.

At this time, there are twenty or thirty ordinary black disciple disciples in the hall. Most of them are talking with people in the same black dress behind the counter. In the row of shelves, there are still many black people who are busy from time to time. From time to time, remove the porcelain bottle or herb from the shelf.

From the costumes, these ordinary disciples in the hall are almost exactly the same as the black men behind the counter. The only difference is that the black man’s cuffs are marked with reddish flames, and there is no light silver “C”. word.

In addition, these black people are generally older.

Shi Mu’s heart is moving, these people should be the comrades in Zhou’s mad mouth.

These people say that they are comrades, but they are all martial arts. Among them, the lowest ones are also the ones with six or seven layers of quenched bones. The highest one has ten layers of quenched bones and even eleven layers.

These people are willing to come to the Dark Lords as a servant, and I am afraid that it will be directed at the 30-year-old ordinary disciple.

After all, not everyone can comprehend the sense of temperament before the age of fifteen, and the strength and heritage of these sects should be far from being comparable to the National Military Academy of the Fifth Five-Yuan Yuan.

Once you stand out, you can immediately become a Zongmen C disciple, and your status is immediately rising.

"This brother, I don't know what I want, do you want to introduce it underneath!" Seeing Shimu walked in. After the door, a 17-year-old black-collared disciple walked over and smiled first. Road.

"No, I want to see for myself!" Shi Mu shook his head.

The young comrades of the younger brother smiled again and then returned to their original position.

Shi Muguang swept a bit, then walked straight to the middle counter and slowly observed the shelf.

Tiger Pindan, Ziyunsu, Wusheye, Yuanlingdan...

A variety of medicinal herbs made Shi Mu open his eyes, and his heart was secretly stunned.

Although the first floor of the hall is only for low-level disciples, the cheapest medicinal herbs are also twenty-two, and most of them are in two hundred to two hundred and two silver.

It seems that there are not some worth, which is simply not affordable.

"Hey! Bloody Dan." Shimu looked bright, he finally found a familiar name.

His eyes swept down, and the bottom of the shelf was marked with "black and white" in black and white.

Shi Mu was quite surprised. I didn't expect the **** Dan who was distributed to the newcomers in the door. It was not worth the money. Every C-level disciple can receive three free of charge every month. That is nearly three hundred and two silver. According to Zhou According to the madness, the number of disciples in the door will reach more than 2,000.

Although the number of disciples of the two grades of A and B is not large, but the resources consumed are only a lot more than the disciples of the C grade, then the cost of the **** Danmen is only more than two million per month.

Shi Muyi and this, can not help but take a sigh of relief, the heart of the sect of the black magic door, once again raised a lot.

"What kind of medicinal medicine this gentleman wants, we have everything here." A handsome black-faced disciple appeared behind the counter.

"Quicking Dan!"

This time Shi Mu did not refuse, most of the medicinal herbs here, he did not know, and gradually lost his interest in rummaging.

"One thousand two silver one grain!" After the thoughts of the Qingxiu miscellaneous disciples thought, they smiled slightly.

"So expensive!" Shi Mu heard words, could not help but change his face.

"The brothers don't know, refining this quenching bone requires a kind of precious herb, so the price is not cheap!" Qingxiu miscellaneous disciples gently smiled, this explains.

"That... give me three capsules!" Shi Mu indulged for a moment, and took out three thousand two silver roads from his arms.

Originally, he wanted to buy more at a time, but he first came to see it. He still understood the truth of the money. It would be a big deal to run a few more.

(Forgetting all the book friends, happy Chinese New Year! Good luck, good luck!)