Inside the house.

The elder of the Black Demon Sect closed his eyes and sat cross-legged. Jin Xiaochai walked to a cushion in front of him and sat down cross-legged.

Jin Xiaochai seemed to be unrestrained in front of this powerful man with the highest cultivation level of the Black Demon Sect, and was not even as respect as the leader of the sect should have.

"You have taken my Qianyuan Pill, what are you doing? You can't use this pill anymore." The Great Elder said without opening his eyes.

"I've given it to someone. I'm just a Qianyuan Pill, you can't pick it up with your magic skills with Grandpa." Jin Xiaochai said disdainfully.

"To put it, Shi Mu is a little interesting. I thought he was dead in the wilderness and could not have come back." The elder opened his eyes, changed his mind, and said with deep meaning.

"I thought he was dead, so you didn't announce to the sect that he had made great contributions in the barbarian battle? His cultivation level has improved so quickly this time, and the sect doesn't pay any attention to it. I'll help you do this. How do you reward me?" Jin Xiaochai curled his lips and said.

"I want to reward you if you steal my pills? I don't think you will care about a male disciple for no reason. However, it surprised me that he could win the first place in the competition." The elder glared at him and said with some anger.

"Hmph, he tried so hard to win the first place this time, just to make himself famous and worthy of Ximen Xue... At that time, he thought this kid was obsessed with the wicked, but he didn't expect that he really had the potential to impact the innate." Jin Xiaochai snorted and briefly described the agreement between Tianyin Cai Nu and Shi Mu.

"Haha, so that's it. After all, the thirty-year period is almost here. Xue'er is talented and has no ambition in this small place... Chai'er, you have taken great pains." The elder showed a sudden enlightenment and looked at Jin Xiaochai with a smile.

"You said you don't interfere with me and keep your word! I don't care. I want to lead the team this time, even if I give me a reward. I don't want to see Xue'er again!" Jin Xiaochai said loudly.

"It's okay to promise you...but you have to agree to me first. No matter what the result is, you have to be more serious when you come back." The Great Elder pondered for a moment and said.

...

On the second day, in the cave.

Shi Mu sat at the stone table in the living room. He was playing with a red black flame in his hand, and his face showed a thoughtful look.

After a moment, the white light of Chenmiao Ring flashed slightly on his fingers, and the black flame order in his hand disappeared.

Shi Mu stood up and walked out of the cave.

Most of the time later.

Shi Mu stood in front of a small attic. In the space ring in his hand, there were 108 more Black Flame Orders, of which 60 were the one-year cultivation resources he could receive after becoming a Class A disciple.

Of course, there are more Blood Gang Pills, with hundreds of pills.

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

Soon, there were another forty-eight black flame orders in his space ring and twelve initial-level spirit stones.

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

Behind a large mahogany table, an old man with triangular eyes and sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks put down the book in his hand and looked at Shi Mu who had just walked into the palace gate with a little thought.

This person is Sun An, who registered as a sorcerer apprentice for Shi Mu.

"Boy, I didn't expect that you not only have the talent for talisman making, but also have not weak martial arts cultivation. You can defeat Duan Qianli and Mo Ning in one fell swoop. Hehe, it's not bad!" Sun An looked up and down with a strange look on his face and nodded slightly.

"Uncle Sun is too proud!" Shi Mu bowed.

"It's good to say you're good. Why are you humble? Tell me, what's wrong with coming here today?" Sun An said bluntly with a strange eye.

"Uncle Sun, I'm here this time. I want to exchange for some sorcerer classics." Shi Mu knew the other party's temper, so he didn't care and said with a smile.

"Oh, come with me, these sorcerer classics are not cheap. But you have won the first place in the A-level, and the Black Flame Order is almost enough." The old man in gray robe nodded, got up and walked towards the palace behind.

Shi Mu hurriedly followed.

After a while, in an underground stone chamber in the Spiritual Dharma Hall.

Shi Mu was patrolling among wooden frames, and soon he found a gray jade slip.

A smile appeared on Shi Mu's face. The jade slip recorded the magic technique.

"Uncle Sun, I want to exchange for the last ten levels of the magic technique. I wonder how many Black Flame Orders are needed?" Shi Mu came to the door with a gray jade slip and asked the old man in gray.

"Tsk tsk, you guys are quite angry. There are ninety black flame orders in the ten layers of the God Convergence Technique. Have you thought about it?" Sun An glanced at Shi Mu's hand and said expressionlessly.

Shi Mu's face changed slightly. The price of the magic technique was far beyond his imagination. More than one-third of the Black Flame Order in his storage ring disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Shi Mu nodded in pain, handed Sun An the gray jade slip, and returned to the wooden rack to search carefully.

Two hours passed in a blink of an eye. When Shi Mu left the Spiritual Dharma Hall, only one-quarter of the Black Flame Order in Chen Miao Ring was left.

But his eyes were full of excitement.

In addition to the last ten levels of magic techniques, he also found a "Xuan Fu Minglu" that records the intermediate level talisman technique. With his current spiritual level sorcerer's cultivation level, he can start to comprehend.

Not to mention the massive amount of materials needed to practice this intermediate-level talisman, just the number of Black Flame Orders in exchange for this classic is also an astronomical number for ordinary disciples.

No wonder it is said that warlocks are much more expensive than warriors, but the importance of warlocks to sects is self-evident.

Shi Muxuan touched Chen Miaojie in his hand and thought so in his heart.

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

What surprised him was that the one who greeted him was not the fat Uncle Ju, who was as fat as a mountain of meat, but a man in his forties with a strange face, looking through a yellowed book with relish.

The table where the parrot Caier was originally placed was empty, which made her feel a little uncomfortable.

"Senior, I want to go to the Blood Sutra Pavilion to exchange for a martial arts technique, and I hope it will be convenient for you." Shi Mu took two steps forward and bowed.

...

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

The jade slip records the "Red Ape Fire Sutra" he gave up when he first came to the Blood Sutra Pavilion. At this point, the Black Flame Order that he thought was more than enough was left.

At this time, he sat cross-legged on the bed, with a hint of doubt flashing across his face.

Just now, he also checked some classics about elixir records in the Sutra Pavilion. After careful comparison, he found that the elixir given by Jin Xiaochai was indeed Qianyuan Pill, and its preciousness was definitely not inferior to Qingming Fruit.

He couldn't understand what was going on, so he was willing to give him such a precious elixir.

Shi Mu shook his head, no longer thinking about this matter, and took out the jade slip of "Red Ape Fire Classic" and pasted 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 meteorite black knife on the ground, and walked out of the cave.

Speaking of which, on the day he obtained the Chenmiao Ring, he wanted to include both. However, for some reason, Chenmiao Ring, which can accommodate all things, had no response in front of the black knife and the meteorite.

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

Half an hour later, at the Bluestone Square of No. 13 Peak, Zhao's Blacksmith Shop.

"Senior Brother Shi Mu, why do you have time to come to my shop? Come on, come on, please come in!" Zhao Ping was managing the business in the shop. When he saw Shi Mu coming in, he hurriedly greeted him with a smile on his face.

"Brother Zhao doesn't have to call me why senior brother, so I'd better call me Shi Mu." Shi Mu smiled and said.

There were one or two customers and a friend in the store, and they were all curiously looking at Shi Mu.

Shi Mu is now known to everyone in the Black Demon Sect, but he always thinks he is low-key and rarely appears outside, which has aroused the interest of others.

"Senior Brother Shi, you are now our senior brother of the Black Demon Sect. How dare you be arrogant? There is a little noise outside. You should have something to ask me for. Let's talk about it in detail." Zhao Ping said with a wink.

Shi Mu nodded, and the two of them immediately arrived at a living room in the blacksmith shop.

"Brother Zhao, I really have something to do here. I want to ask you to create a suitable weapon for me." Shi Mu said straight to the point.

As he said that, he took out the meteorite black knife and the meteor hammer and placed it in front of Zhao Ping.

Zhao Ping saw the cracks on the black knife of the meteorite iron, his eyes moved, and then he saw the black stones in the meteor hammer. His expression changed drastically and he stood up.

"This...this is..." Zhao Ping's words were a little stuttering, and his face turned red with excitement.

"It seems that I guessed right. I picked it up by chance outside. It looked similar to the black knife of the meteorite iron, so I brought it back." Shi Mu said.

"Yes, this is exactly the meteorite I picked up from the sky, but the only one I picked up at the beginning was a piece larger than the fist, which was much smaller than Senior Brother Shi's one." Zhao Ping calmed down and said.

"Does Brother Zhao have any other knowledge about this object? In addition to the weight of this object, there seem to be some other abnormalities." Shi Mu asked with his eyes moving.

"Other strange things? What does Senior Brother Shi mean?" Zhao Ping asked in surprise.

"No, nothing." Shi Mu hesitated for a moment, shook his head, and did not tell the story of the inability to contain the meteorite iron into the Chenmiao Ring.

"This time I went out, the black knife of the meteorite was damaged in a fight, and I happened to get such a piece of meteorite, so I asked Brother Zhao to rebuild a weapon for me." Shi Mu changed his mind and said.

"Of course there is no problem with this, but what are the requirements for Senior Brother Shi for weapons?" Zhao Ping did not ask after seeing Shi Mu disagreed with the topic and said with a smile.

Shi Mu took out a drawing from his arms, with a structural diagram of a long sword weapon on it.

The appearance is quite similar to that of Modao, but this long knife can be separated and separated the head and handle.

The knife head and the meteorite black knife are almost the same, and the handle is a three-foot short stick. (To be continued.)
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