The Portal of Wonderland

"The younger generation should remember it in mind." Shi Mu heard the words, naturally did not dare to answer the words, and then the income of the red jade Jane Jane is heavy.

"Well, you can leave." Meng Gu seems to be satisfied with Shi Mu's reply, and the tone is calm and ordered.

There was no sound in the hall.

Shi Mu opened his mouth and was about to ask how to leave. In the translucent light curtain in the upper half of the sky, there was another ripple, and then a white glow fell from it, and the stone animal body was covered in it.

Shi Mu only felt a white in front of him. When he saw the surrounding scenery again, he found that he had returned to the hut of the former Jingjing Pavilion.

He fixed his mind and looked around. Seeing that the fat man and his uncle were not here, he did not hurry to leave the hut, but carefully moved his footsteps, left the center of the huge circular pattern on the ground, and began to carefully examine the name on the pattern. Silver patterns and mysterious words.

Although he could not understand the pattern and the text at all, his heart was vaguely guessing that this should be the so-called prohibition of the **** cabinet in the mouth of the uncle, and it needs to be triggered by the yellow symbol in his hand.

As soon as I read this, he found a yellow symbol from his arms. It was the innate power of the wonderful Yin Zong who gave the Xuanwu sect to his own.

In the days when he left the Yunxia Mountains to recover his injuries, he repeatedly studied this for a long time.

This symbol seems to be just on a strip of paper, drawing some strange patterns and words, forming a quirky pattern, but with a magical effect beyond its understanding.

Like the broken arms of his own day, but under the effect of two rejuvenation of the red medicine, the blink of an eye returned to the original, and not long ago, the uncle Shi also triggered a ban through a ban, sending himself Go to the blood chamber.

These magical effects are the envy of Shi Mu’s heart!

With his eyesight, although Ye Hongyao and Yan Shishu took out the use of the symbol and used it only in the blink of an eye, they still remembered some of the patterns and words on the symbols.

The pattern on the yellow symbol that triggers the transfer prohibition is slightly more complicated than the one in the hand, and the recursive character is much more complicated.

In addition, after comparison, the forbidden pattern on the ground of the hut, and the connecting symbol in the hand, although the appearance is very different, but the patterns and words, but there are some similarities.

This discovery made Shimu’s heart a surprise.

After a little thought, he thoughtfully put the lead symbol again, and then left the hut and walked to the room where the books were placed before.

Just after entering the room from a partial door, the voice of Yan Shishu fainted:

"Little guy, it’s been a long time since it came out. What seems to be the harvest?"

The fat man like a meat mountain is standing behind the square table with his hands behind his back. The huge parrot had turned his head a little bit. Seeing Shi Mu, his mouth was open and he seemed to want to say something, but it was The fat man is next to him, after all, he did not say anything.

"According to the uncle's uncle, the younger generation did get a strong konjac in the blood chamber." Shi Mu walked away, respectfully returning, and did not hide the selected exercises.

"Oh, yes. Wait, how did you choose this practice? Didn't the dream remind you?" The fat man heard that he did not conceal his chosen method and showed some satisfaction, but then he thought What, the face flashed a strange look at the stone shepherd standing in front of her, even the voice was raised a few points.

"Meng Gu's predecessors have already informed the younger generation about the information about this practice." Shi Mu will talk to Meng Gu before, and repeat it to the fat man.

"I didn't expect you to be a little bit of perseverance, but I don't know how much I can stick to it. Hey... You should have six more black yans and choose a martial art." The fat man looked up and down at Shimu After that, he waved his hand and said.

Then the fat man moved his gaze to the huge parrot in the cage in front of him, no longer looking at Shimu.

Shi Mu should have a voice, looked up and looked at the bookcase on the left and in the middle, a little hesitant, still walking around the table toward the middle of the bookcase.

"Are you sure you want to choose this prajna? Little guy, don't blame Laozi for not reminding you that although this practice seems to be simple to cultivate, the required medicine is not a small expense! And at the same time, two exercises are being made. Although the practice is not infeasible, in the history of our Black Devils, there are indeed people who want to practice many exercises at the same time, but the ideal of greed and chewing will not need to say more than you, and you understand. After all, the enemy is against the enemy. At the time, martial arts is equally important." After a while, when the fat man looked at a thick bundle of bamboo slips on the table in front of his face, he looked up and looked at the stone grazing in front of him with a strange look.

"Thank you for reminding Master Shu, the younger generation has already decided." After Shi Muchao arched his hand, he took out the last six black inflammation orders and handed it over.

The fat man took the black inflammation order, and no longer talked about it. He took out a white jade slip and put the bamboo slips and jade slips on his forehead in the middle of his hand.

After a few moments, he handed the white jade to Shi Mu, and after some attention, he was ready to go down.

"Is Wu Shushu a warlock?" When Shi Mu reached out and took the white jade, he seemed to inadvertently ask.

"Hey, I didn't expect you to have a little bit of eyesight! Well, I am indeed a spiritual warlock, or a very rare soul teacher, otherwise how can I summon such a waste from other interfaces!" The fat man first flashed a little bit on his face, but then he snorted and glanced at the huge parrot that sneaked at himself. He didn’t know when he had a wooden stick and poked it.

"The master doesn't...wow..." The huge parrot wowed and screamed and asked for it.

Shi Mu saw that the fat man seemed to be a bit stunned. He did not ask more questions, and silently remembered the story of the soul teacher mentioned in the fat man's mouth. He screamed and turned and walked down the stairs.

After leaving the Tibetan Classical Court, Shi Mu looked at the sky and saw that it was noon, and he walked straight toward the stone house area.

After returning to his own stone house and eating some dry food indiscriminately, Shimu sat on the stone bed and carefully took out the two jade articles in his arms, ready to hurry and recite it.

After all, these two books are only reserved for three days, so you can't waste precious time!