After leaving Chuanxiang Tower, Shi Mu returned to the area near the previous Danxiang Shop, changed several stores, and purchased some elixirs. He did not return to his residence until the sunset.
What he heard about the warlocks from Huo Mao today was like opening up a whole new world before his eyes, and it was far beyond his imagination.
In retrospect, Yu Qianji of the Xuanwu Sect who appeared on the way to the introduction was a warlock. Listening to the conversations of several people at that time, it seemed that Yu Qianji was already a star-level warlock, and his powerful methods left an extremely impressive impression on Shi Mu.
deep impression.
Among the more than 2,000 ordinary disciples in the Black Demon Sect, there are more than a hundred apprentice-level warlocks, and they are definitely likely to be encountered in future competitions.
Shi Mu's mind was spinning. Since he wanted to use his strength to compete for the cultivation resources in the sect, he had to make preparations in advance.
However, these are things for the future, and the most urgent task now is to practice the Prajna Celestial Phantasm Technique first.
With this thought in mind, Shi Mu took out a small bag from his arms, opened it and took out dozens of white and green vials.
Today I not only bought Bone Tempering Pills, I also bought some Blood Gang Pills.
Shi Mu sat cross-legged on the stone bed, sat quietly for a moment, took a small white bottle, poured out a Blood Gang Pill and drank it.
Shi Mu silently operated the Prajna Celestial Elephant Skill, and as the power of the elixir was released, he clearly felt that the speed of absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth increased a lot.
He was overjoyed, but the operation of the technique did not stop at all, transforming wisps of heaven and earth spiritual energy into tenacious heavenly energy, which flowed through the meridians throughout the body and then gathered in the Dantian.
Time passed little by little, and Shi Mu suddenly opened his eyes, quickly took a small cyan bottle, poured out a bone-hardening pill and drank it.
The elixir melted instantly when it entered Shi Mu's belly, and when it fell into Shi Mu's belly, it turned into a ball of blazing hot water, which then flowed wildly towards his limbs and bones.
Shi Mu's face changed slightly, and the skin all over his body suddenly turned red. The muscles under the skin protruded and rolled around.
At the same time, a sound like fried beans' bones erupted from his body.
Shi Mu frowned. At this moment, his whole body was on fire, especially the bones in his body, which felt like they were being licked by flames. No wonder this elixir was called Bone Tempering Pill.
He took a deep breath and activated the Prajna Celestial Elephant Skill. The Celestial Elephant True Qi flowed slowly, but under the influence of the Bone Tempering Pill, it became stronger and stronger.
After a full hour, Shi Mu's skin color gradually returned to its original color, and the ringing of bones stopped.
His whole body was dripping with sweat, his clothes were soaked, and there was a layer of black impurities in the sweat, exuding a fishy smell.
Shi Mu quickly took off his clothes, fetched some water and rinsed his whole body, feeling instantly refreshed.
He moved his body and showed a hint of excitement on his face.
The celestial energy in his body has obviously become much more refined after this period of tempering, but what excites him even more is that his physical strength has also increased a lot.
What is said in the Prajna Celestial Elephant Kung Fu that each level of the technique can increase the power of an image is indeed not a lie.
In the days that followed, Shi Mu practiced the Prajna Celestial Elephant Skill behind closed doors, and worked hard on the Fengchi Sword Technique in his spare time.
After all, in terms of lethality, Fengchi Knife Technique is far superior to Stone Fist.
As the true energy in his body improved, Fengchi's sword skills improved again, reaching the level of ten cuts with one breath.
However, there is still something stuck in my mind these past few days.
Under the bright moonlight, Shi Mu sat beside the bed, frowning slightly.
In the past few days, whenever he fell asleep on a moonlit night, he would have the same dream in which the white ape listened to the old man's speech. However, every time he woke up, he could not remember what the old man said in the dream.
After Shi Mu pondered for a moment, he suddenly stood up and walked back and forth in the room.
After a moment, he suddenly stood up, seemed to have made some determination, opened the door and walked out.
At this moment, the bright moon is in the sky, the night is deep, and everyone should have fallen asleep long ago. The valley is quiet, with only the sounds of insects and frogs croaking one after another.
Shi Mu looked around, stepped lightly, and walked towards a certain direction in the valley.
After a while, he came to an open place in the woods.
This is a secluded place outside Peak 13, far away from the roads in the valley, and almost no one comes here usually.
Shi Mu looked around and found no one, and felt relieved.
He looked around for a few times, and his eyes fell on a thick tree. He moved and climbed to the top of the tree. He squatted on the top of the tree and looked up at the bright moon in the sky.
Since arriving at the Black Demon Sect, he has been busy practicing in the past few days, and he is not familiar with various places in the valley. In order to avoid people seeing his weird behavior, he has not done this 'daydreaming' homework in the past few days.
Shi Mu maintained this posture of looking at the moon for half an hour, but his spirit still firmly occupied his body, and he did not fall into a dream like before.
"what happened?"
Shi Mu's expression changed a little and he muttered something to himself.
In the past, as long as there was plenty of moonlight, he would fall asleep in just a moment after assuming this posture, but today he was unable to fall asleep.
"Could it be that the ability to actively enter dreams has disappeared..." An idea popped up in Shi Mu's mind, and he suddenly felt a sense of loss.
This matter was extremely strange in the first place. He had not yet thought about what caused such a daydream experience. It was not impossible that he would suddenly lose it one day. It was just that after losing the ability to dream, it would be impossible for him to increase his eyesight.
Even this growth is currently extremely slow.
Shi Mu was unwilling to give up and persisted on the top of the tree for another half an hour. In the end, he still found nothing and had to climb down the tree.
He sighed and was about to walk back into the house when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a flat grassland in the woods. The moonlight cast a silvery glow on the grassland, which was vaguely similar to the place where the white ape listened in the dream.
A flash of lightning suddenly flashed across Shi Mu's heart, and his expression changed.
In the dream these days, the white ape is not climbing to a high place to look at the moon as before, but sitting cross-legged on the ground listening to the lecture. Could it be...
Shi Mu felt excited and sat down cross-legged on the grass, assuming the same posture as the white ape in the dream, looking straight ahead.
He had just sat down, and within three breaths, there was a sudden roar in his mind, and his body instantly became stiff.
Shi Mu entered the dream again, and his body turned into a white ape, appearing on the grassland of the peak in the dream. The white-browed old man suddenly stood in front of him, raising the wooden ruler in his hand, and slowly tapping on the grass.
on his head.
Once, twice, three times...
There was a rumble in Shi Mu's mind, and countless silver lights flashed in his mind. Then the silver lights gathered in one place, condensing into small silver characters, which turned out to be a magic technique.
The three characters at the beginning are shining brightly: Moon Swallowing Style!