(Please recommend and collect!) When Shi Mu heard this, he secretly smiled bitterly in his heart. It took him two months with the help of tens of thousands of taels of elixirs to reach the level of the first level of celestial phenomena. Compared with Bai Shi
, Lan Feng and others have been a lot slower, and now they are under a lot of pressure.
He didn't have much money left from Aunt Zhen and Lord Jin Wu. Judging from the previous situation, he would need more pills if he wanted to practice the second level of celestial phenomena.
What's more, he had already inquired about it. Although the demonic energy needed to practice the powerful demon ape rebirth art was also sold in the sect, the price was much higher than the bone tempering pill.
"I am a member of a big family, but it was only by some chance that I was able to join the Black Demon Sect. Besides, Shi Mou has almost spent all his money. I met Brother Huo today and wanted to ask for advice. Apart from the big ones in the sect,
Bi Xiaobi, is there any place where I can earn some silver?" Shi Mu smiled bitterly at first, and then asked with a thought in his heart.
Huo Mao glanced at Shi Mu in surprise, as if he couldn't believe it. After all, it was not easy for a person without much wealth to choose a skill that consumed a lot of resources.
"If Brother Shi wants to make money, he can go to the Guangyuan Hall between Peak No. 12 and Peak No. 13. There are some tasks released by the sect there, which both ordinary disciples and handyman disciples can take. Among them,
There are some tasks that servants cannot complete, which are just suitable for ordinary disciples like Brother Shi who are just starting out." Huo Mao pondered for a while and said.
"Really? There is such a place in the door?" Shi Mu was overjoyed when he heard this.
"Brother Shi must have been practicing hard behind closed doors these days. All of you new disciples should know about these things." Huo Mao laughed and said.
"Haha, maybe, I rarely go out these days, so the news is inevitably blocked." Shi Mu felt a little ashamed, and secretly made up his mind to make more friends in the future to avoid this situation happening again.
The two talked and laughed all the way, and soon arrived at Qingshi Square, where they parted ways.
Shi Mu replaced almost all of the few silver coins he had with Bone Tempering Pills and Blood Gang Pills, then left the valley and headed straight for Peak No. 12.
Not long after, Shi Mu came to a rather magnificent two-story hall located between two mountain peaks.
It was noon at this time, the sun was shining high, and the dazzling sunlight cast a faint light on the dark hall. Two doors several feet high were open, and ordinary disciples and servant disciples in black clothes came in and out from time to time.
There is a wooden plaque hanging on the gate, with three vigorous characters "Guangyuan Hall" written on it.
Shi Mu narrowed his eyes and glanced at Mu Bian, then walked towards the door.
As soon as you enter the main entrance of Guangyuan Hall, you feel a sense of coolness coming over you. In front of you is a not too long passage. There are thick butter torches every ten feet on both sides of the passage. The flames swaying in the wind light the passage.
It's bright and bright.
There was a faint noise coming from the end of the passage, and Shi Mu stepped forward without hesitation.
After walking forward for about ten feet, I turned a corner and suddenly my eyes lit up.
This is a huge hall that is dozens of feet long and twenty feet wide. The surrounding walls are covered with thick butter torches, making the entire hall as bright as day.
The center of the hall is filled with dozens of large screens. More than a hundred Black Demon Sect disciples are scattered around the screens. Most of the noise comes from their exclamations, mutterings, discussions, and noisy footsteps.
Voice.
Most of the screens are filled with rows of small blue or black characters, and most of them are black, with very few blue characters. From time to time, handyman disciples wearing black clothes come from the depths of the hall, holding a writing brush of the corresponding color.
Write and draw on the screen.
In addition, some handyman disciples held colorless writing brushes with a faint white light and gently swiped the black or blue writing on the screen, and the writing on the screen immediately disappeared without a trace.
Shi Mu walked to an inconspicuous corner and observed the situation in the hall with interest.
At this time, a black-shirted handyman disciple had just cleared a line on a screen and immediately copied a line of black writing on the empty line.
As soon as he finished writing, three or four Class C disciples immediately gathered around him, and one of them even read out while shaking his head.
As a result, the black-shirted handyman disciple had just put away his brush and paper when a Class C disciple with a birthmark on the left cheek started talking to him eagerly.
Immediately afterwards, the black-shirted handyman disciple nodded, took out a dark token from his arms, and handed it to the Class C disciple with a birthmark on the left cheek.
After this person put the token away, he immediately turned around and left with an excited face. The former handyman disciple took out another small red seal and lightly printed it on the black font on the screen. A bright red shape was like a flame.
The cinnabar mark has appeared on the black font.
Shi Mu then discovered that there were many cinnabar marks on the black fonts, but very few on the blue fonts, but there were rarely more than two cinnabar marks on a line of writing at the same time.
When Shi Mu saw this, a glimmer of understanding flashed in his eyes, and he walked towards the nearest screen, and the first line of black writing immediately came into view.
"I want to buy three wind spirit grasses that are over thirty years old. The price is three thousand taels of silver. The time limit is three months!"
Although Shi Mu didn't know what Wind Spirit Grass was, the high level of revenge made his eyes light up, and he immediately looked to the next row. He was also looking to buy some kind of herbal medicine. The price was only five hundred taels, but there was no time limit. It was a long-term mission.
Soon he finished reading this screen and moved towards the next screen.
Half a quarter of an hour later, he had read all the more than twenty black-lettered tasks around him. He breathed a long sigh of relief and slowly calmed down the shock in his heart.
The most tasks on these screens are tasks that require alchemists, talisman masters and other warlocks to complete, and the rewards are more generous than other tasks.
For example, even the most ordinary apprentice of a wood magician can get thousands of taels of silver just by ripening a few acres of spiritual fields. As for some tasks such as alchemy, making talismans, and setting up formations that are more demanding for magicians, the rewards are even higher.
Calculation of rarer spiritual stones.
You must know that even the lowest-grade low-grade spiritual stones can be easily exchanged for two to thirty thousand taels of silver, and they are often priceless. Because although spiritual stones cannot increase the cultivation of warriors, they can be directly absorbed by warlocks.
Among them, spiritual energy is transformed into mana, and the activation of various magic circles and even some magic weapons are absolutely inseparable from spiritual stones.
Shi Mu was naturally very envious of the warlock's ability to earn money. If he had the ability of a warlock, he might not have to worry about money if he practiced the Prajna Celestial Elephant Skill and the Powerful Magic Ape Rebirth Technique.
When he thought that Xiao Ming was also a warlock, he suddenly felt something in his heart, and secretly thought about whether he could possibly practice magic. After all, he had never tested his talent as a warlock.
As far as he knew, there were indeed some disciples in the sect who practiced both martial arts and martial arts.