Chapter 60: Bone Tempering Pill (Happy Chinese New Year)
Inside the stone house, Shi Mu suddenly turned over and sat up, his heart beating like a drum, his whole body dripping with sweat, and his clothes were soaked through.
His face suddenly changed, but his eyes were filled with joy.
Since his eyesight changed, as long as there is moonlight, he will insist on climbing to high places every night, entering the dream world and transforming into an ape to absorb the essence of the sun and moon, and continue to increase his eyesight.
However, as time goes by, the growth rate of eyesight is getting slower and slower. Nowadays, even with abundant moonlight, there is almost no increase in eyesight.
However, the white ape transformed into today's dream is completely different. He did not climb a tree to absorb the essence of the sun and moon, but was listening to an old man's speech.
Although Shi Mu didn't know the reason, he vaguely felt that this was not a bad thing.
However, the next moment, he smiled bitterly.
Because at this moment, he couldn't recall what the white ape understood in the dream.
Shi Mu was no longer sleepy at this moment. He jumped out of bed and paced back and forth in the room, scratching his head from time to time. This situation was somewhat similar to the white ape scratching his head and ears in his dream.
He vaguely felt that what the long-browed old man said in his dream was extremely important to him.
After struggling for a long time, Shi Mu still couldn't remember anything, so he sighed helplessly and went to bed.
The next day, after Shi Mu woke up, he ate some dry food, opened the stone door and hurried out.
After a lot of hard training, he finally mastered the Prajna Celestial Elephant Skill, condensed the true energy in his body, and truly became an acquired warrior. However, if he continues to practice this skill, he still needs the assistance of a large amount of bone tempering pills.
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The more than 100,000 taels of silver notes around him are universal in the three countries. No matter which country they are placed in, they are already a considerable asset, but in this sect, they may not have been spent.
He wouldn't be able to feel at ease if he went to find out the price of this bone-tempering pill.
At this time, the valley was filled with morning mist, making it seem quite quiet.
Shi Mu walked all the way towards the exit of the stone house area. From time to time, he could see some newcomers dressed up like himself, also walking towards the exit, with more or less excitement and expectation on their faces. I think it was the same here.
I chose the exercises on the day and wanted to prepare for practice.
After walking out of the intersection, Shi Mu walked towards the Qingshi Square in the center of the valley based on the information he got from Bai Shi and Xiao Ming the day before.
In less than a stick of incense, Shi Mu appeared on a wide street paved with bluestones on the right side of the square. Most of the streets were lined with various shops, and he could faintly smell a rich and mixed medicinal fragrance.
Shi Mu couldn't help but perked up when he smelled the fragrance, and moved three minutes faster. Soon he came to a rather exquisite three-story attic. As expected, the place was already busy with people coming and going.
Shi Mu looked up and saw that above the entrance of the pavilion, there was a large golden plaque about ten feet long, with three large Chinese characters written on it - "Danxiang Pavilion".
As soon as he entered the store, he was slightly startled. It was much bigger inside than he had imagined.
The hall is bright and spacious, with a ceiling three feet high from the floor, enough to accommodate a hundred people without feeling crowded.
Surrounding the hall are counters made of precious purple heart wood. Behind the counter are rows of tall shelves made of purple heart wood. Some shelves are filled with many kinds of herbal medicines, while some shelves are filled with
Each of the small and exquisite porcelain bottles must contain various kinds of elixirs.
At this time, there were twenty or thirty ordinary disciples of the Black Demon Sect in the hall. Most of them were chatting with people in black behind the counter. Among the rows of shelves, there were many people in black who were busy going back and forth from time to time.
, taking down porcelain bottles or herbs from the shelf from time to time.
Judging from the clothing, these ordinary disciples in the hall are almost identical to the men in black behind the counter. The only difference is that there is no light silver "C" on the red flame marks on the cuffs of these men in black.
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In addition, these men in black are generally older.
Shi Mu thought, these people must be the handyman disciples Zhou Kuang mentioned.
These people are said to be handymen, but they are all martial arts disciples. Among them, the lowest cultivation level seems to be at the sixth or seventh level of bone tempering, and the highest level is astonishingly at the tenth or even eleventh level of bone tempering.
These people are willing to come to the Black Demon Sect to work as servants, probably because of the thirty opportunities to be promoted to C-level ordinary disciples every year.
After all, not everyone can comprehend the sense of energy before the age of fifteen, and the strength and foundation of these sects should be far beyond what national martial arts academies such as Kaiyuan Fifth Academy can match.
Once you stand out, you can immediately become a third-level disciple of the sect, and your status will rise immediately.
"Senior Brother, I don't know what you want. Can you help me introduce it to you?" Seeing Shi Mu come in, a handyman disciple in black, about seventeen or eighteen years old, walked over from behind the door and bowed first before smiling.
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"No, I want to see for myself first!" Shi Mu shook his head and said.
The young handyman disciple smiled slightly again, then bowed respectfully and returned to his original position.
Shi Mu glanced briefly, then walked straight to the middle counter and slowly observed the shelves.
Hu Ji Dan, Zi Yun Su, Wu She Ye, Yuan Ling Dan...
The wide variety of elixirs opened Shi Mu's eyes and made him secretly speechless.
Although this first floor hall is only for low-level disciples, the cheapest elixir costs twenty taels each, and most of them range from a hundred taels to hundreds of taels of silver.
It seems that without some wealth, it is simply unaffordable.
"Hey! Blood Gang Pill." Shi Mu's eyes lit up, and he finally found a familiar name.
He glanced down and saw "Eighty-Five" marked in black letters on a red background at the bottom of the shelf.
Shi Mu was quite surprised. He didn't expect that the Blood Gang Pills distributed to newcomers in the sect were actually of great value. Each Class C disciple could receive three pills for free every month, which was nearly three hundred taels of silver. According to Zhou
Kuang said that the number of C-level disciples in the sect alone would reach more than 2,000.
Although the number of A- and B-level disciples is small, they consume much more resources than the C-level disciples. Doesn't that mean that the expenses of the Blood Gang Dan Sect alone reach more than one million taels per month.
When Shi Mu thought of this, he couldn't help but take a breath, and his confidence in the strength of the Black Demon Sect was once again greatly improved.
"Whatever elixir this brother wants, we have everything here." A handsome-looking handyman disciple in black appeared behind the counter.
"Bone Tempering Pill!"
This time Shi Mu did not refuse. He didn't recognize most of the elixirs here, and he gradually lost interest in searching for them.
"One thousand taels of silver per grain!" The handsome servant disciple thought for a while and said with a slight smile.
"So expensive!" Shi Mu couldn't help but change his face when he heard this.
"Senior brother, I don't know. Refining this bone-tempering pill requires a precious medicinal herb, so the price is naturally not cheap!" The handsome handyman disciple smiled gently before explaining.
"Then... give me three pills!" Shi Mu pondered for a moment, then took out three thousand taels of silver from his pocket and said.
Originally, he wanted to buy more at one time, but since he was new here, he still understood the principle of not exposing his wealth. At most, he would just make a few more trips.
(Wangyu wishes all book friends a Happy New Year! Good luck and all the best!)