The Portal of Wonderland

(Seeking a recommendation, asking for a collection!) Shimu heard this, and his heart was secretly smiling. He spent two months with the power of tens of thousands of medicinal herbs, and he was able to cultivate the first layer of heavenly power, compared to Baishi. Lan Feng and others have been slowed down a lot, and now the pressure in the heart is quite large.

The money he had previously received from Zhen Zhen and Jin Wuye was not much left. According to the previous situation, if you want to cultivate the second layer of heavenly power, you must have more remedies.

What's more, he also had already inquired about it. The konjac gas needed to cultivate the konjac was born. Although the door was also sold, the price was farther than the quenching.

"Where is the big family of children, but there are some opportunities, this is to join the Dark Lord. Moreover, the silver two of Shimou has already spent almost the same. Today, I met Huo Xiong, I just want to ask, except for the big door. Compared with the small ratio, there are still places where you can earn silver?" Shi Mu first was a bitter smile, and then he immediately asked in his heart.

Huo Mao looked at Shimu with a strange look. It seems that some people can't believe it. After all, a person who doesn't have too many family members wants to take a course that consumes a lot of resources. It is not an easy task.

"If the stone brothers want to make money, they can go to the Guangyuan Hall between the 12th peak and the 13th peak. There are some tasks released in the door, whether they are ordinary disciples or confessions." There are some tasks that cannot be accomplished by the next generation, which is suitable for the ordinary disciples who are the first introduction of the stone brothers." Huo Mao slightly indulged, said.

"Really? Is there such a place in the door?" Shi Mu heard great news.

"The stone brothers should have been working hard in the past few days. These things, your new disciples should know everything." Huo Mao haha ​​smiled.

"Oh, maybe, I rarely go out these days, the news is inevitably closed." Shi Mu is a bit embarrassed, secretly determined to make more people in the future, so as not to appear again.

The two men talked and laughed all the way, and soon came to the Bluestone Square, and they broke up.

Shi Mu will not have much silver on his body, almost all replaced with quenching bones and **** Dan, and then out of the valley, went straight to the 12th peak.

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

At noon, the sun is shining, the glaring sun will reflect the faint glory of the all-black hall, and the two doors with a few feet high are open. From time to time, ordinary disciples and comrades in black clothes enter and leave.

There is a wooden coffin hanging on the door, and the three words "Guangyuan Temple" are written in the sky.

Shimu looked at the raft with a slight look and walked toward the gate.

As soon as I entered the main entrance of Guangyuan Hall, I felt that a sense of shadyness was coming. There was a passage that was not too long. There was a large butter torch on each side of the passage. The wind swayed by the wind. It shines brightly.

There was a faint noise coming from the end of the passage. Shi Mu did not hesitate to move forward.

After about a dozen feet, I turned a corner and suddenly became bright.

This is a huge temple with a length of dozens of feet and a width of 20 feet. The surrounding walls are filled with thick butter torches, making the whole hall bright and white.

The center of the main hall is filled with dozens of large screens. More than a hundred black magic disciples are scattered around the screen. Most of the noise comes from their exclamation, muttering, discussion, and noisy steps. sound.

Most of the screens are filled with blue or black characters, and the black is the majority, the blue is very rare. From time to time, the comrades in black clothes come from the depths of the hall, holding the corresponding color of the brush. Write and draw on the screen.

In addition, some of the handy disciples held a black and blue writing on the screen with a colorless brush that was weakly white, and the writing on the screen disappeared without a trace.

Shi Mu walked to an inconspicuous corner and watched the situation in the hall with interest.

At this time, a black-shirted confidant disciple just cleared a line on a screen and immediately transcribed a line of black writing in the blank line.

As soon as I finished writing, there were three or four C-level disciples around me, and one of them shook their heads and read them.

As a result, the hard-working disciple of the black shirt had just collected the brush and paper, and a disciple of the C-class who had a birthmark on his left face had an urgent need to talk to him.

Then, the black shirt comrades nodded and took a black token from his arms and handed it to the C-class disciple with a birthmark on his left face.

After the person collected the token, he immediately turned away with excitement, and the former confidant disciple took out a small red print and gently printed it on the black font on the screen, a bright red shape like a flame. The cinnabar mark has appeared on the black font.

Shi Mu discovered that there are many cinnabar marks on the black typeface, but there are few on the blue typeface, but there are rarely more than two cinnabar marks on the line.

Shi Mu saw it here, his eyes flashed a glimmer of color, and the pace went to a screen that was closest to the nearest one. The first line of black writing was immediately printed.

"Buy three winds of more than 30 years, the price of silver is three thousand two, limited to three months!"

Although Shi Mu didn't know what Feng Lingcao was, the low revenge made his eyes shine. He immediately looked down to the next line. He also bought some kind of herbal medicine. The price is only five hundred and two, but there is no time limit. It is a long-term task.

Soon he read the screen and walked to the next screen.

After half a quarter of an hour, he had finished reading all the black characters around him, and he took a long sigh of relief and slowly calmed down the shock.

The most tasks on these screens are the tasks required by alchemists such as alchemists and sorcerers, and the rewards are more favorable than other tasks.

For example, even the most common apprentices of the wooden warlocks, as long as they ripen a few acres of Lingtian, they can get thousands of silver. As for some tasks such as alchemy, which is more demanding for the warlock, the reward is even more dynamic. More rare spiritual stone calculations.

It is necessary to know that even the lowest grade of Lingshi can easily be exchanged for two or three thousand silver, and there is often no price. Because Lingshi can't make the martial arts increase their cultivation, but for the warlocks, they can directly absorb the aura into the mana, and the dynamism of various rituals and even some instruments is also inseparable from the spirit stone. .

Shi Mu is naturally envious of the warlock's ability to earn money. If he has the ability of a warlock, if he is trained to be like a martial artist and a strong konjac, he may not have to worry about money.

As soon as he thought of a cicada, he was also a warlock. He suddenly felt a move and thought about whether he could have the ability to practice spells. After all, he never tested his own warlock talent.

As far as he knows, there are indeed some disciples in the door who are double-educated.