The Portal of Wonderland

After walking into the area full of stone houses, Ishima searched for a more remote house and pushed the door into it.

There is nothing in the house but a stone bed, a stone table, two stone piers, and an oil lamp.

He frowned, closed the door, threw the package over the bed, and immediately fell asleep.

The next morning, he woke up hungry and sat up and swallowed two pieces of dry food out of his arms before opening the package.

The packaging looks quite small, but the most common of these is a few neatly stacked black clothes with very comfortable, smooth fingers, but very tough and thin.

Three small white bottles and twelve red tokens with only thick fingers and a thick book with slaps are placed on top of these black clothes.

Shi Mu took each of the three vials in his hand and opened the bottle lid to smell them.

According to Zhou Maniac, the blood in these three vials is able to cultivate blood and gas, best suited for their newcomers who have just cultivated their true qi, and can speed up cultivation in a day. This is also the most basic resource available to a Class C disciple, who receives three free copies every month.

Ishima has not yet learned how to cultivate true qi, naturally she will not suddenly take this dan, carefully remember the smell of dandruff in the bottle, and put the three vials close together before holding a red token in her hand to detail.

Naturally, this red token is the most important blackflame order in Zhou Maniac's mouth.

According to him, this token is the only thing in the Dark Demon Gate that can be redeemed for martial arts, and there should be few avenues available.

The token surface is stamped with some black pattern from the fire cloud. It has a warm feeling in the hand. Obviously, the material used in the refining is special and cannot be imitated at all.

After playing with the Black Flame Order for a while, Shi Mu put these tokens close together and finally picked up the thick brochure and read it carefully.

After a fragrant time, he took a look at the book and the map in the door that came with the last page.

Although there are many rules and regulations in the book, after the fine taste of stone pasture, it is discovered that it is not surprising to encourage the disciples to fight within a certain range, to select from them powerful disciples with real hope of advanced innate development by means of approximate nurturing methods, and to spare no effort in the cultivation of resources.

Therefore, according to the notation in the book, the resources received by Level B disciples each month are almost three times more than those of Level C disciples. The first disciple is more than three times the second disciple.

Yearly, the size of a disciple who is one of the best in the class will be rewarded once and for all. This is also another important way in which blackflame can be obtained in large quantities.

After a gentle sigh of exhalation, Shi Mu carefully rereads the book and silently remembers some indulgently questionable regulations before throwing the book onto the bed and changing into a uniform garment for the Black Devil Gate.

He put on his shirt before discovering a red red flame-like mark on the cuff and a light silver “C” at the centre of the flame.

Shi Lian shook his head, grabbed the knife and pushed the door away from the stone house and headed straight to the intersection.

Along the way, he ran into several new people walking in a hurry, all looking bloody and swollen.

Shi Mu was surprised and slightly questioned one of them.

Only then did we know that after he punched Qu Kun yesterday, the person behind him went completely mad. Not only did he hit the five or six challengers behind him with his fists, but even under the joint impact of many newcomers and other old disciples, he couldn't afford to roll over most of the newcomers, and was eventually forced to pay a black flame order in order to get in here and rest.

This is also the main reason why he woke up early and did not meet many people. Most of those who are the least injured are now able to get up and move as usual.

After Shi Mu heard it, his face was as normal as ever, but his heart was silent.

If only they had handed in a black flame order from the beginning, they would have saved the meat.

As Ishima walked out of the intersection, she could not help but look at the Black Mountain Peak, not far away, and sighed a little.

According to the map on the book, this peak is the peak marked by the Dark Gate No. 13, and peaks Nos. 12 and 11, which are the places where the class C disciples live. Mountains X, IX and VIII are the venues for class B disciples. Although there are only 10 disciples, the first disciple alone occupies three peaks, seven, six and five.

Peaks 4, 3, and 2, which are the closest in number, are naturally the residence of the doorman and elders.

And as for the tallest mountain number one, it is a restricted land in the door, and no one can approach it without the permission of the elders.

Shi Lian only looked at the mountain peak for a moment, and then took his gaze back and landed in the deepest part of the valley, on a green stone attic built almost right next to the stone wall.

There's the Hidden Pavilion where the Class C Disciple can go!

He has understood the feeling of breath, and naturally the first time he exchanges blackflame for the cultivation of true qi.

When Shi Mu thought of kung fu, he became a true Seiyuan Martial Arts fighter, and his heart was also a fire. He immediately followed the path under his feet and walked deep into the valley.

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“Hey, it's Brother Shi, how did you get here? My brother-in-law and I have chosen to do our best. Now I understand why Brother Zhou said that blackflame is the most important thing. I spelled it yesterday.” As soon as Shi Liangfang walked into the entrance to the attic, he encountered the white stone of the young man who walked out face to face, and his appearance was exhilarating.

The person who followed him was just a curly, wide-mouthed whistle, but with a depressing look on his head.

“Turns out it's the two of you. What, the brother-in-law gave you a black flame order yesterday?” After a slight standstill, Ishima asked.

“I regret now that I should try to keep that black flame order on my trail, even if I risk 10 1/2 days lying in bed.” The honking heard Ishima ask this question, humming back.

“Oh, why is that? Despite the scarcity of blackflame, brother-in-law doesn't know how to say it.” Ishima was somewhat surprised.

“Brother Shi, I don't feel comfortable saying more, you can go in and see why this guy said that.” The honking was about to answer something, but he was pulled by a white stone and said mysteriously.

Shi Muzhen became more curious. After two words with the two of them, he resigned and walked to the stairs not far ahead.

On the second floor, a cold sound came:

“Select the technique in the middle, choose the martial arts to the left, select the technique to the right. ”

Shi Mu's reputation suddenly surprised him!

There are only three rows of long bookcases on this floor, each with more than ten lengths, filled with a wide variety of classics, including thick ordinary books and a large bundle of bamboo briefs, more like broken slabs and large pieces of animal hide.

Closest to the stairwell in front of these three rows of bookcases, there is a square table with a golden glorious cage several feet high, with a huge parrot with unusually bright feathers, looking at him with his head crooked.