Space Farming: The villain brothers are all crazy about their sisters

Chapter 138 Wood Spirit Academy
Feng Jiu decided to visit the academy of the Baifeng Tribe.

After inquiring all the way for a month, I arrived at Wood Spirit Academy.

This day happened to be the college testing period.

Looking at the sea of ​​people in the square, Feng Jiu managed to squeeze in.

I saw a group of old men sitting in high positions, stroking their beards and smiling at the students who came.

A group of students stood at the table in the square and waited for it. Various materials were prepared on the table.

Those materials are used to make the ink used for drawing symbols.

In the Witch Clan, many people know how to make ink for drawing symbols, but very few people can make top-level ink.

There are also many people who can draw symbols, but they can't draw spiritual spells.

Ink is a crucial step in drawing animate spells.

The second is the pens used to draw characters, none of these things will work.

For someone like Feng Jiu who doesn't use ink or strokes to draw talismans, she is the only one in the world.

The first step in this assessment is to prepare the ink.

Everyone has their own unique secret recipe for making ink, as long as the prepared ink meets the requirements of the academy, it is considered a pass.

"Today is the first test, mixing ink! The requirements are very simple, according to your own method, as long as it can be successfully drawn on the talisman paper, it will be considered qualified!"

"Time is the time of a stick of incense, let's start!"

An old man got up and said.

Looking at the student in front of him, his eyes were full of hope.

I really hope that someone from this group of students can draw the wood spirit talisman and pass on what the celestial girl left behind.

"Students obey!" The students on the high platform began to mix ink.

Standing under the stage, Feng Jiu frowned slightly as she looked at the materials used to make the ink. Is the quality of these materials so bad?

"Oh? There are still inks made by someone that have spirits? Yes, it's a good seed!"

Feng Jiu glanced at the child. He was fifteen or sixteen years old, with a handsome appearance and plain clothes, which had already turned pale from washing.

The materials used to make the ink are also very common.

Such materials can be used to concoct spiritual ink, and this person must have spiritual roots.

Feng Jiu made a formula with one hand, and a spell silently landed on that child.

The charm sank into the center of his brow, and a green light flashed across his brow.

"Sure enough, it has a spiritual root. It is a wood spiritual root. It is indeed suitable for planting elixir! It is a good seedling."

Feng Jiu never expected that she could meet ordinary people with spiritual roots.

This is a probability of one in ten million.

No one noticed Feng Jiu's small movements, and they all focused on watching the competition on the stage.

"Do you think Huo Dou can do it?"

"I don't know! I hope he can enter the academy."

"I believe he can do it! In our village, he is the best ink mixer!"

The three standing beside Feng Jiu discussed in low voices, and looked nervously at the people on the stage.

Feng Jiu smiled slightly, so the child with the spiritual root is called Huo Dou?
Seeing how he prepared the ink, Feng Jiu nodded in relief, this kid's future is limitless!
The rest of the spectators also looked at the stage with great interest.

One by one, the students concentrated on processing the materials in their hands, with focused and meticulous expressions.

"time up!"

The time for a stick of incense passed quickly, and the old people on the high platform came to the stage one after another.

"Not bad! It's very smooth to draw on the talisman paper."

"This is also good!"

"There are a lot of good seedlings this time!"

Several elders tested the ink prepared by the students one by one, with gratified smiles on their faces.

It is found that this group of students are very talented in making ink.

Those who stood watching the excitement under the stage were all quietly waiting for the test results.

They all hope that their young master/miss can pass the test!

"Huh? Why can't you draw with your ink!"

Lu Zhongqiu came to Huo Dou, tried his ink preparation, and found that no matter how he drew, he couldn't draw on paper.

Huo Dou couldn't believe it, "Impossible! Teacher, try again!"

The ink he prepared can definitely be drawn on talisman paper.

Lu Zhongqiu also felt that something was wrong, so he picked up a talisman and tried again.

The ink dripped on the talisman paper, and the ink rolled down directly. The golden talisman paper was still clean, not stained with any ink.

"It still doesn't work! Child, did you make a mistake in one step?" Lu Zhongqiu asked patiently.

He looked all the way, the ink prepared by this kid is the best, why can't it be drawn on paper?

The rest of the elders frowned impatiently, "Old Lu, since this kid's ink can't be drawn on paper, he can just be eliminated."

They came to select people this time to teach the inheritance of wood spirit talismans, and there was no room for sloppyness.

"That's right, Lao Lu! Let's look at other things!"

The rest of the elders echoed.

The people who tested with Huo Dou began to gloat.

One less person means one less opponent, and they are happy to see it succeed.

Lu Zhongqiu shook his head regretfully, "Then let's have a look again!"

Huo Dou's face was pale. He took out all his belongings to buy materials, but he didn't expect to pass the first test.

How to do?What about his sister's illness?
He entered the academy to treat his sister's illness, because only by passing the exam and entering the academy can he be rewarded with the elixir.

Only when he got the elixir, could he cure his sister.

"Teacher, can you take a look? Please!"

Huo Du grabbed Lu Zhongqiu's sleeve and begged.

If he can't get into the academy, his sister is really hopeless!

"Elder, just take a look! He is the best ink mixer in our village!"

"Yes, yes! Teacher, you are watching!"

"Teacher, Huo Du is the best ink mixer in our area! You can take a look again!"

People from the same village as Huo Dou began to intercede for him.

They all knew about Huo Dou's situation, if he couldn't enter the academy, his sister would really die.

"What are you looking at? It won't work if you draw it twice, and it won't work no matter how many times you draw it! The talisman paper cannot afford to be wasted."

The old man who was following Lu Zhongqiu scolded him with a bad expression.

The raw materials for talisman paper are hard to find, and the process of making talisman paper is also very complicated, and it hurts to waste a piece of paper.

Talisman paper is disposable, no matter whether you draw something on it or not, it is considered useless.

Lu Zhongqiu sighed regretfully, no matter how good the ink was prepared, if it couldn't be drawn on the talisman paper, it was useless ink, and he couldn't do anything about it.

"I believe you are a good ink mixer, keep working hard." Lu Zhongqiu shook his head and continued to look at others.

Huo Dou's face turned red. He also knew that talisman papers were precious, and it hurts to waste one. He was not reconciled!
Obviously the ink he prepared is perfect, why can't it be painted?

"Sorry! Excuse me!"

Huo Dou started to pack his things with a disappointed expression.

Feng Jiu watched with relish from the audience, wondering what the current Wu Clan is like?

Can't even see the ink with spirit?
Spiritual ink, of course, will not appear on non-spirited talisman paper.

This kind of spirited ink can be painted on anything, except this spiritless talisman paper!

Spiritual ink is so capricious!
"Wait!" Feng Jiu's crisp voice interrupted their departure.

Feng Jiu jumped onto the high platform, picked up the talisman paper in the waiter's hand, and picked up the ink in Huo Dou's hand.

(End of this chapter)