Chapter 206

in the house.

The elder of the black devil sect closed his eyes and crossed his knees. Jin Xiaochai went to a futon in front of him and sat down.

Jin Xiaochai seemed unfettered in front of the strong man with the highest cultivation of the black devil sect, and didn't even have the due respect of leader Zong.

"Why did you steal my Qianyuan pill? You can't use it." The elder didn't open his eyes and said.

"I gave it away. It's just a Qianyuan pill. Grandpa, your skill attainments are not handy. " Jin Xiaochai said with disdain.

"Speaking of it, this Shi Mu has some meaning. I thought he had died in the wilderness. I didn't expect to come back." The elder opened his eyes and said with deep meaning.

"Thought he was dead, so you didn't announce his great achievements in the barbarian war before? His cultivation has improved so fast this time that zongmen doesn't pay attention to it. I'll help you do it. How can you reward me? " Jin Xiaochai glanced and said.

"You stole my pill and I'll reward you? I don't think you will care about a male disciple for no reason. However, I was quite surprised that he was the first in the big match. " The elder stared and said angrily.

"Hum, he's trying so hard to win the first place this time. He just wants to be famous and worthy of Ximen Xue... He thought this boy was obsessed, but he didn't think he really had the potential to impact the innate." Jin Xiaochai snorted and briefly described the agreement between Tianyin girl and Shi mu.

"Oh, I see. In this way, the 30-year period is almost coming. Xueer has a unique talent and ambition is not in this small place... Hairpin, you have taken great pains. " The elder looked at Jin Xiaochai with a smile.

"You said you wouldn't interfere with me. Keep your word! I don't care. I'll lead the team this time, even if it's a reward for me. I don't want to never see Cher again! " Jin Xiaochai said loudly.

"You can promise... But you have to promise me first. No matter what the result is, you have to be serious when you come back." The elder pondered a little and said.

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The next day, in the cave.

Shi Mu sat at the stone table in the living room, playing with a red black burning order in his hand, and his face showed the color of thinking.

A moment later, the white light of the dust ring on his finger flashed slightly, and the black burning order in his hand disappeared.

Shepherd Shi got up and strode outside the cave.

More than half an hour later.

Standing in front of a small attic, Shi Mu has 108 more black burning orders in his space ring, of which 60 are the one-year cultivation resources he can receive after becoming a class a disciple.

Of course, there are more blood Gang pills, hundreds of them.

The next moment, he turned and walked towards Linglong Pavilion.

Soon, 48 black burning orders and 12 primary spirit stones were added to his space ring.

Half an hour later, in the main hall of the spiritual Dharma hall.

Behind a large mahogany table, a grey robe with triangular eyes and sharp nosed monkey cheeks, the old man put down his book and looked at Shi Mu who had just entered the hall door.

This person is sun an who registered as a warlock apprentice for Shi mu.

"Boy, I can't imagine that you not only have a talent for making talismans, but also have strong martial arts accomplishments. You can beat Duan Qianli and moning in one fell swoop. Hey, good!" Sun an looked up and down at Shi mu with a strange color, and nodded slightly.

"Martial uncle sun is over praised!" Shimu arched hand road.

"If you're good, you're good. What's your modesty! Come on, what are you doing here today? " Sun an turned his strange eyes and said impolitely.

"Martial uncle sun, I came here this time to exchange some warlock classics." Shi Mu knew each other's temper and didn't care, so he smiled.

"Oh, come with me. These warlock classics are not cheap. But you got the first place in class A, and the black inflammation order is almost enough. " The old man in grey robe nodded, got up and walked to the back of the hall.

Shi Mu quickly followed.

A moment later, in a basement of the Lingfa hall.

Shi Mu wandered among the wooden frames. Soon, he found a gray jade slip.

There was a smile on Shi Mu's face. What was recorded in this jade slip was the art of accumulating gods.

"Uncle sun, I don't know how many black burning orders I need in exchange for the last ten layers of skill of Yun Shen Shu?" Shi Mu came to the door with a gray jade slip and asked the old man in gray.

"Tut Tut, your boy's tone is not small. There are 90 black burning orders on the tenth floor after Yunshen operation. Can you think about it?" Sun an glanced at Shi Mu's hand and said expressionless.

Shi Mu's face changed slightly. The price of Yunshen skill was far higher than he thought. More than one-third of the black inflammation in his storage ring disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Shi Mu nodded with some pain, handed the gray jade slips to sun an, and looked carefully before returning to the wooden frame again.

Two hours passed quickly. When Shi Mu left the Lingfa hall, the black burning order in the dust ring was impressively only a quarter of the original.

But his eyes were full of excitement.

In addition to the last ten layers of the skill of accumulating gods, he also found a "mysterious talisman magic book" recording the middle-level talismans. With the cultivation of his spiritual level magicians, he can begin to understand it.

Not to mention the huge amount of materials needed to cultivate this medium-level talisman, the number of black burning orders in exchange for this classic is also an astronomical number for ordinary disciples.

No wonder it is said that warlocks burn money far away from martial arts competitors, but the importance of warlocks to the sect is self-evident.

Shi Muxuan felt the dust ring in his hand and thought so.

After a meal, Shi Mu appeared on the second floor of the Sutra Pavilion.

To his surprise, he was greeted not by Uncle Ju, who was as fat as meat mountain, but by a man in green robes in his forties with a strange face. He was looking at a yellowing book with relish.

The table on which the parrot caier was originally placed was also empty, which made him quite unaccustomed.

"Elder, I want to go to Xuejing pavilion to exchange for a skill. I hope you can provide convenience." After Shi Mu took the first two steps, he arched his hand.

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An hour later, Shi Mu had returned to his cave, and a red jade slip was added to his storage ring.

What is recorded in this jade slip is the Red Ape fire Sutra that he gave up when he first came to the blood Sutra Pavilion. So far, there are few black burning orders that he thought were more than enough.

At this time, he sat on the bed, and a look of doubt flashed on his face.

Just now, in the Sutra Pavilion, he also checked some ancient books about the records of pills in the door. After careful comparison, the pills given by the cash hairpin are really Qianyuan pills, and their value is by no means lower than that of Qingming fruit.

He couldn't understand what made Jin Xiaochai willing to send such a precious pill to herself.

Shi Mu shook his head and stopped thinking about it for the time being. He turned his hand and took out the jade slip of Red Ape fire Sutra and pasted it on his forehead.

After a long time, he opened his eyes, took down the jade slips, suddenly stood up, picked up the meteor hammer and meteorite iron black knife on the ground and walked out of the cave.

Speaking of it, on the day he got the Chenmiao ring, he wanted to include the two. As a result, for some reason, the Chenmiao ring, which can accommodate all things, had no response in front of the black knife and meteorite iron.

As a result, Shi Mu had to carry it on his back.

Half an hour later, Zhao's blacksmith's shop, fengqingshi square, No. 13.

"Senior brother Shi mu, why are you free to come to my shop? Come on, come on, come on in!" Zhao Ping was doing business in the shop. When he saw Shi Mu coming in, he hurried up with a smile on his face.

"Brother Zhao doesn't have to call me why, elder martial brother. You'd better call me Shi mu." Shi Mu smiled and said.

There are still one or two guests and guys in the shop. At the moment, they all keep looking at Shi Mu curiously.

Shi Mu is now in the black devil gate. Everyone knows it, but he always thinks that he is low-key and rarely appears in the public, which has aroused the interest of others.

"You're welcome, senior brother Shi. You're the big senior brother of our black devil sect now. How dare you be presumptuous! There is some noise outside. You should have something for me. Let's talk about it in detail. " Zhao Ping had a wink and said so.

Shi Mu nodded, and they immediately came to a reception hall in the blacksmith's shop.

"Brother Zhao, I really have something to do here. I want you to make a hand weighing weapon for me." Shi Mu said directly.

With that, he took out the meteor iron black knife and meteor hammer and put them in front of Zhao Ping.

Zhao Ping saw the crack on the meteorite black knife, his eyes moved, and then saw the black stone in the meteor hammer. His expression changed greatly, and he stood up.

"This... This is..." Zhao Ping's words stuttered and his face flushed with excitement.

"It seems that my guess is right. I picked it up by chance outside. It looks similar to the meteorite iron black knife, so I brought it back." Shi Mu said.

"Yes, this is the tianwai meteorite iron I found at the beginning, but I only found a piece larger than my fist, which is much smaller than that of senior brother Shi." Zhao Pingping recovered his mood and said.

"Does brother Zhao know anything else about this thing? In addition to the weight change, there seems to be some other abnormalities. " Shi Mu's eyes moved and asked.

"What else? What does elder martial brother Shi mean? " Zhao Ping asked in surprise.

"No, nothing." Shi Mu hesitated, shook his head and didn't say that the meteorite iron couldn't be collected into the dust ring.

"When I went out this time, the meteorite iron black knife was damaged in a fight. I just got such a meteorite iron, so I asked brother Zhao to make me a new weapon." Shi Mu turned his words and said.

"Of course there's no problem with this, but what's brother Shi's requirement for weapons?" Zhao Ping smiled when he saw that Shi Mu had cut off the topic.

Shi Mu took out a drawing from his arms, on which he drew the structure of a long knife weapon.

The appearance is quite similar to Mo Dao, but this long Dao can be separated to separate the head and handle.

The blade head is almost the same as the meteorite iron black blade, and the handle is a three foot short stick. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.