(Please recommend it, please collect it!) When Shi Mu heard this, he smiled bitterly in his heart. He took two months to achieve the first level of celestial power with the help of tens of thousands of taels of elixirs. He was much slower than Bai Shi, Lan Feng and others, and now he was under a lot of pressure.

He had not had much money left before from Aunt Zhen and Master Jin Wu. Judging from the previous situation, if he wanted to practice the second level of Astronomy, he would have to need more elixirs.

What's more, he had already inquired about the demonic aura needed to practice the Great Power Demon Ape Rebirth Art. Although it is also sold in the sect, the price is far higher than the Bone Tempering Pill.

"Where are the children of a big family? It's just some opportunity that I was able to join the Black Demon Sect. Besides, the silver on Shi's body has been almost done. Today I met Brother Huo and was about to ask for advice. In addition to the big and small competitions, there are also places in the sect that can earn silver?" Shi Mu smiled bitterly at first, then asked in his heart.

Huo Mao looked at Shi Mu in surprise, and seemed to be a little unbelievable. After all, it is not easy for a person who does not have much background in his career to choose a martial art that consumes a lot of resources.

"If Brother Shi wants to make money, he can go to Guangyuan Hall between Peak No. 12 and Peak No. 13. There are some tasks issued by the sect, which can be taken by ordinary disciples and errand disciples. Among them, there are some tasks that cannot be completed by servants and errand disciples, which are just suitable for ordinary disciples like Brother Shi, who are just beginning to get started." Huo Maoluo pondered and said.

"Seriously? There is such a place in the sect?" Shi Mu was overjoyed when he heard this.

"Brother Shi must have been practicing hard behind closed doors these days. You new disciples should know about this." Huo Mao said with a laugh.

"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 so as not to happen again in this situation.

The two chatted and laughed all the way, and soon arrived at Bluestone Square and broke up.

Shi Mu replaced almost all the silver on his body with bone quenching pills and blood gang pills, then left the valley and headed straight for Peak No. 12.

Soon, Shi Mu came to a rather magnificent two-story hall located between the two peaks.

It was noon at this moment, and the sun was shining brightly. The dazzling sunlight reflected a faint light on the dark hall. Two doors several feet tall were open, and ordinary disciples and servants in and out from time to time.

There is a wooden plaque hanging on the gate, with three vigorous words "Guangyuan Hall" written on it.

Shi Mu narrowed his eyes and glanced at Mu Plaque, then walked towards the gate.

As soon as I entered the main entrance of Guangyuan Hall, I felt a sense of shadyness coming. There was a not too long passage in front of me. There was a thick butter torch every meter on both sides of the passage. The flames swaying in the wind illuminated the passage.

A faint noise came from the end of the passage, and Shi Mu walked forward without hesitation.

After walking about ten feet forward, I turned around and my eyes suddenly lit up.

This is a huge hall that is more than tens of meters long and twenty meters wide. The surrounding walls are filled with thick butter torches, making the entire hall as bright as daytime.

The center of the hall was filled with dozens of wide screens, and more than a hundred disciples of the Black Demon Sect were scattered around the screen. Most of the noise came from their amazement, muttering, discussion, and noisy footsteps.

Most screens are filled with rows of blue or black small characters, and black accounts for the majority, with very few blues. From time to time, servile disciples wearing black clothes come over from the depths of the hall and write and draw on the screen with brushes of the corresponding colors.

In addition, some servants held colorless brushes with faint white light and gently swept the black or blue text on the screen, and the text on the screen disappeared immediately.

Shi Mu walked to an inconspicuous corner and observed the situation in the hall with interest.

At this time, a black-shirted servant disciple had just cleared a line on a screen and immediately copied a line of black handwriting in the empty line.

As soon as he finished writing, three or four Class C disciples surrounded him immediately, and one of them even shaking his head and recited it.

As a result, the black-shirted mail disciple had just put away the brush and paper, and a Class C disciple with a birthmark on his left face was already in a hurry to talk to him.

Immediately afterwards, the black-shirted servant disciple nodded, took out a black token from his arms, and handed it to the Class C disciple with a birthmark on his left face.

After the man put away the token, he immediately turned around and left with excitement. The previous servant disciple took out a small red seal and gently printed it on the black font on the screen just now. A bright red cinnabar mark shaped like a flame appeared on the black font.

Shi Mu then discovered that many black fonts have cinnabar marks, while few are in blue fonts, but there are rarely more than two cinnabar marks on a line of handwriting at the same time.

When Shi Mu saw this, a hint of clarity flashed in his eyes. He walked towards the closest screen with his steps. The first line of black handwriting immediately entered his eyes.

"I want to buy three Fengling grasses that have been more than 30 years old, and the price is 3,000 taels of silver, and the time limit is three months!"

Although Shi Mu didn't know what Feng Ling Herb was, his eyes lit up after his revenge, and he immediately looked to the next party, asking for some kind of herb, the price was only 500 taels, but there was no time limit, and it was a long-term task.

Soon he finished reading this screen and moved his body towards the next screen.

Half a quarter of an hour later, he had finished reading all the more than 20 black-word tasks around him, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, slowly calming down his shock.

The most common tasks on these screens are tasks that require alchemists, talisman masters and other sorcerers, and the reward is also more generous than other tasks.

For example, even if you are just the most ordinary Wooden Warlock apprentice, you can get thousands of taels of silver as long as you ripen a few acres of spiritual fields. As for some tasks such as elixir-making and talisman formation that require more high demands on warlocks, the rewards are often calculated based on more rare spirit stones.

You should know that even the lowest-level low-grade spirit stone can easily be exchanged for 20,000 to 30,000 taels of silver, and it is often priceless. Although spirit stones cannot increase the cultivation level of martial artists, for sorcerers, they can directly absorb the spiritual energy into magic power, and the activation of various magic arrays and even some magic weapons is absolutely inseparable from spirit stones.

Shi Mu naturally envied the money-making ability of the sorcerer. If he had the ability of the sorcerer, he might not have to worry about money by practicing the Prajna Astronomy and the Great Power Demon Ape's Rebirth.

When he thought that Xiao Ming was also a sorcerer, he suddenly felt aroused his heart and thought secretly whether he could have the possibility of practicing magic. After all, he had never tested his sorcerer talent.

As far as he knows, there are indeed some disciples in the sect who practice both martial arts and martial arts.
Chapter completed!