The Great Elder of the Black Demon Sect closed his eyes and crossed his legs. Jin Xiaochai walked to a futon in front of him and sat down cross-legged.
Jin Xiaochai seemed to be uninhibited in front of this powerful man with the highest cultivation level in the Black Demon Sect, and did not even have the respect that a sect leader should have.
"You stole my Qianyuan Pill. What did you do? You can no longer use this pill." The great elder said without opening his eyes.
"I'm giving it away. It's just a Qianyuan Pill. With your skills and skills, Grandpa Zu, you can't just pick it up at your fingertips." Jin Xiaochai said with disdain.
"Speaking of which, this Shi Mu is quite interesting. I thought he had died in the wilderness, but I never thought he could come back." The great elder opened his eyes, changed the subject, and said with deep meaning.
"You thought he was dead, so you didn't announce to the sect that he had made great achievements in the barbarian war? His cultivation level improved so quickly this time, and the sect didn't pay much attention to it. I'll help you handle this matter, you
How to reward me?" Jin Xiaochai curled his lips and asked.
"I want to reward you for stealing my elixir? I don't think you would care about a male disciple for no reason. But it's quite surprising to me that he won the first place in the competition." Great Elder
He glared and said angrily.
"Hmph, he is so desperate to win the first place this time, just because he wants to be famous and worthy of Ximen Xue... At first I thought this kid was obsessed with things, but I didn't expect that he really has the potential to impact the innate." Jin Xiaochai snorted.
, briefly described the agreement between Tianyin Girl and Shi Mu.
"Haha, I see. Calculating it this way, the thirty-year period is almost here. Xue'er is extremely talented and has no ambitions... Chai'er, you have worked hard." The elder showed a look of sudden realization.
He looked at Jin Xiaochai with a half-smiling look.
"You said you wouldn't interfere with me, and you keep your word! I don't care. I want to lead the team this time, and this is my reward. I don't want to never see Xue'er again!" Jin Xiaochai said loudly.
"It's okay to promise you...but you have to promise me first. No matter what the outcome is, you have to be more serious when you come back." The great elder pondered for a moment and said.
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The next day, in the cave.
Shi Mu was sitting at the stone table in the living room. He was playing with a crimson Black Flame Token in his hand, with a thoughtful look on his face.
After a moment, the white light of the Chen Miao Ring on his finger flashed slightly, and the Black Flame Token in his hand disappeared.
Shi Mu stood up and strode outside the cave.
More than half an hour later.
Shi Mu stood in front of a small attic. In the space ring in his hand, there were an additional 108 Black Flame Tokens, 60 of which were the one-year training resources he could receive after becoming a Grade A disciple.
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Of course, there are even more Blood Gang Pills, hundreds of them.
The next moment, he turned around and walked towards Linglong Pavilion.
Soon, there were forty-eight more Black Flame Tokens and twelve primary spirit stones in his space ring.
Half an hour later, in the main hall of Lingfa Hall.
Behind a large mahogany table, an old man in gray robe with triangular eyes and a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks put down the book in his hand and looked thoughtfully at Shi Mu who had just walked into the palace door.
This person was none other than Sun An, who had registered as a warlock apprentice for Shi Mu.
"Boy, I didn't expect that you are not only talented in making talismans, but also not weak in martial arts. You can actually defeat Duan Qianli and Moning in one fell swoop. Hehe, not bad!" Sun An looked up and down at Shi Mu with a strange look on his face.
He nodded slightly.
"Uncle Sun is too flattering!" Shi Mu said with cupped hands.
"If you say you're good, you're good. Why are you so modest? Tell me, what's the business of coming here today?" Sun An rolled his eyes and said unceremoniously.
"Uncle Sun, this disciple is here to exchange for some warlock books." Shi Mu knew the other party's temper, so he didn't take it seriously and said with a slight smile.
"Oh, come with me. These warlock books are not cheap. But you got first place in Class A, and the Black Flame Order is almost enough." The old man in gray robe nodded. He stood up and walked towards the back of the palace.
Shi Mu quickly followed.
After a while, in a certain underground stone room in Lingfa Hall.
Shi Mu wandered around the wooden frames, and soon he found a gray jade slip.
A smile appeared on Shi Mu's face. What was recorded in this jade slip was the Divine Accumulation Technique.
"Uncle Sun, I want to exchange for the last ten levels of Yun Shen Shu. How many Black Flame Orders are needed?" Shi Mu came to the door with the gray jade slip and asked the old man in gray.
"Tsk, tsk, you're not too arrogant, you have a total of ninety Black Flame Tokens in the ten levels of Yun Shen's surgery. Have you thought about it?" Sun An glanced at Shi Mu's hand and said expressionlessly.
Shi Mu's expression changed slightly. The price of Yun Shen Shu was far beyond his imagination. More than one-third of the Black Flame Token in his storage ring was gone in the blink of an eye.
Shi Mu nodded with some pain, handed the gray jade slip to Sun An, and returned to the wooden frame to search carefully.
Two hours passed in the blink of an eye. When Shi Mu left the Spiritual Law Hall, the Black Flame Order in Chen Miao Ring was only a quarter of its original value.
But his eyes were full of excitement.
In addition to the last ten levels of Yun Shen Shu, he also found a "Mysterious Talisman" that records the intermediate talismans. With his current level of cultivation as a spiritual level warlock, he can already begin to understand it.
Not to mention the massive amount of materials needed to cultivate this intermediate talisman, the number of Black Flame Orders in exchange for this book is an astronomical figure for ordinary disciples.
No wonder it is said that warlocks cost far more money than warriors, but the importance of warlocks to the sect is self-evident.
Shi Muxuan touched the Chenmiao Ring in his hand and thought in his heart.
After a meal, Shi Mu appeared on the second floor of the Sutra Pavilion.
To his surprise, the person who greeted him was not the fat Uncle Ju, but a man in his forties with an unfamiliar face. He was flipping through a yellowing book with relish.
of books.
The table where the parrot Cai'er was originally placed was also empty, which made her feel a little uncomfortable.
"Senior, I want to go to the Blood Scripture Pavilion in exchange for a skill. I hope that senior will provide convenience." Shi Mu took two steps forward and cupped his hands.
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An hour later, Shi Mu had returned to his cave, and there was an extra red jade slip in his storage ring.
What was recorded in this jade slip was the "Red Ape Fire Sutra" that he gave up when he first came to the Blood Scripture Pavilion. So far, he thought he had more than enough Black Flame Order, but there was not much left.
At this time, he was sitting cross-legged on the bed, a look of doubt flashing across his face.
Just now, he checked some of the sect's classics about elixirs in the Sutra Pavilion. After careful comparison, he found that the elixir given by Jin Xiaochai was indeed Qianyuan Dan, and its preciousness was by no means inferior to Qingming Fruit.
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He couldn't figure out what could make Jin Xiaochai willing to give him such a precious elixir.
Shi Mu shook his head and stopped thinking about it for the time being. He turned over his hand and took out the jade slip of the "Red Ape Fire Sutra" and put it on his forehead.
After a long time, he opened his eyes, took off the jade slip, stood up suddenly, picked up the meteor hammer and the meteorite black knife on the ground, and walked out of the cave.
Speaking of which, the day he got the Chenmiao Ring, he wanted to incorporate the two into it. However, for some unknown reason, the Chenmiao Ring, which could accommodate all things, had no reaction in front of the black sword and meteorite iron.
As a result, Shi Mu had no choice but to continue carrying it on his back.
Half an hour later, at the Bluestone Square on Peak 13, Zhao's Blacksmith Shop.
"Brother Shi Mu, why do you have time to come to my little shop? Come on, come on, please come in!" Zhao Ping was taking care of business in the shop. When he saw Shi Mu walking in, he hurriedly greeted him with a smile on his face.
Go up.
"Brother Zhao, you don't have to call me senior brother, just call me Shi Mu." Shi Mu smiled and said.
There were one or two customers and waiters in the shop, and they were all looking at Shi Mu curiously.
Shi Mu is now known to everyone in the Black Demon Sect, but he has always maintained a low profile and rarely appears outside, which has aroused the interest of others.
"Senior Brother Shi, you're welcome. You are our senior brother of the Black Demon Sect now. How dare I act so arrogantly! It's a bit noisy outside. You should have something to ask me about. Let's go inside and discuss it in detail." Zhao Ping said with a wink.
Shi Mu nodded, and the two of them immediately arrived at a living room inside the blacksmith shop.
"Brother Zhao, I really have something to do here, and I want to ask you to build a suitable weapon for me." Shi Mu said straight to the point.
As he spoke, he took out the meteorite black knife and meteor hammer and placed them in front of Zhao Ping.
Zhao Ping's eyes moved when he saw the cracks on the black meteorite blade. Then he saw the black stones in the meteor hammer, his expression changed drastically, and he stood up.
"This...this is..." Zhao Ping stuttered a little, and his face turned red with excitement.
"It seems that my guess was correct. I accidentally picked this up outside. It looked similar to the material of the meteorite black knife, so I brought it back." Shi Mu said.
"Yes, this is exactly the extraterrestrial iron I picked up. However, I only picked up a piece larger than my fist, which is much smaller than the piece of Brother Shi." Zhao Ping calmed down and said.
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"Brother Zhao, does he know anything else about this object? In addition to the change in weight, this object seems to have some other abnormalities." Shi Mu asked with his eyes moving.
"Other abnormalities? What does Senior Brother Shi mean?" Zhao Ping asked in surprise.
"No, it's nothing." Shi Mu hesitated for a moment, shook his head, and did not say anything about the fact that the meteorite iron could not be contained in the Chenmiao Ring.
"This time when I was out, the meteorite black knife was damaged in a fight. I happened to get another piece of meteorite, so I asked Brother Zhao to make a new weapon for me." Shi Mu changed the topic and said.
"Of course there is no problem with this, but what requirements does Senior Brother Shi have for weapons?" Zhao Ping saw that Shi Mu had changed the subject and did not ask further questions, but smiled.
Shi Mu took out a blueprint from his arms, which showed the structure of a long sword weapon.
The appearance is quite similar to the Mo Dao, but this long knife can be disassembled and the head and handle are separated.
The head of the knife is almost the same as the meteorite black knife, and the handle is a short three-foot stick. (To be continued.)