Tongtian Bamboo Repair

Chapter 69 Bean Art of War

Returning to his residence, Zhang Miao looked at the things in his hands. He handed the bag of spiritual fertilizer to Qingqing and said, "Sprinkle these spiritual fertilizers into the spiritual field. It will be considered as completing the unfinished business of Senior Brother Lin Yan." .”

Qingqing nodded. Although she knew Lin Yan, she did not receive any care from Lin Yan, so naturally she was not so sad about Lin Yan's death.It's just a little bit of a pity in my heart. After all, he was the one who brought her out of the small village.

Zhang Miao looked through Lin Yan's handwritten notes. The handwriting of this handwritten note was different from old to new, and the things recorded were relatively casual. Although most of the notes were about planting experiences of golden green bamboo, there were also some minor worries of his own.

For example, in the note, Zhang Miao saw the following text:

"Today I practiced swordplay and got up to my waist. Damn it, why is this swordsmanship so difficult!"

"This black bamboo leaf tea can slightly enhance your understanding. If you buy some and brew it, can you master the Green Leaf Spirit Armor Technique as soon as possible? Without the Green Leaf Spirit Armor Technique, this bamboo bee demon would not dare to fight."

"Mom, this black bamboo leaf tea is too expensive. One pound costs eighteen spiritual stones. Just when my spiritual stones were blown by the strong wind?"

"I bought it...I bought it after all. I bought five kilograms in one go, but it's not like I don't have the strength. When I master the Qingye Spirit Armor Technique, I want those Bamboo Bee Demons to die!"

"The Bamboo Bee Demon was killed and I harvested two kilograms of spiritual honey. One kilogram of this thing can be sold for thirty spiritual stones, and I still made a small profit. It's a pity that I dare not go into the depths of the bamboo forest to hunt the bamboo bee demon, otherwise this is also a way to make money. ."

"I made a profit of one thousand, eight hundred and fifty two spiritual stones from selling the Golden Green Bamboo. I'm so happy. This is my first income. Sure enough, farming is the best."

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"I've been stuck at the third level of Qi training for a long time. One barrier-breaking pill costs [-] spirit stones. It's not that I can't afford it, but what will happen after I become a fourth-level Qi training monk? That's all my qualifications are. In the future, if you want to become a fifth-level qi-training monk, you will need to purchase barrier-breaking pills. But to reach the fifth-level qi-training level, the barrier-breaking pill will require six thousand spiritual stones..."

"Go and carry out the mission of the division and continue to look for seedlings with spiritual roots."

"Incredible! There are actually high-quality wood spiritual roots! What is the probability? One in 300 million, or one in 3000 million? If I find such high-quality spiritual roots, my master will reward me with more spiritual stones..."

"He was successfully promoted to qi training in one month, while I was promoted to Qi training in two years... Is this the difference in talent? If he is promoted to the foundation building stage and goes to Canglan Sect in the future, should I shamelessly ask him to take me there? Go? With Canglan Sect, there may be more opportunities..."

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"I'm going to die...Zeng Daoren, that bastard, betrayed me."

"If anyone sees my manuscript, if possible, please send my manuscript back to the Green Bamboo Gate in the Southern Bamboo Sea. If Junior Brother Zhang Miao is still there, please give it to him."

"It's a pity that I can't see him being promoted to the Foundation Establishment Stage. I don't know if the Canglan Sect's spiritual field will be more fertile..."

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This is the last sentence on the note, and the last handwriting has become very illegible.When Zhang Miao saw these words, his mood suddenly became very bad.

Senior Brother Lin Yan is a good person. Although he also has calculations, these calculations do not harm others.He is just an ordinary low-level monk.The biggest dream is to go to Canglan Sect to see... Zhang Miao silently rolled up the note and said in her heart: "Senior brother, don't worry, I will go to Canglan Sect and take a look at Canglan Sect on your behalf. Is the spiritual field more fertile than that of Qingzhumen..."
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After gathering his mood, Zhang Miao picked up the prayer wheel and started reading it.

The prayer wheels were neatly engraved with runes, all of which were wooden runes, so Zhang Miao could understand them.It is of little use to understand individual runes, only when they are connected to form a scripture.

Zhang Miao tried to turn the prayer wheel. After playing for a while, he still got nothing.Without knowing the rules, it is impossible to form a scripture.

After playing with it for a while, Zhang Miao put down the sutra tube and looked at the 'reference book' Hong Yunzhengyin.

Zhang Miao's wooden runes are in a proficient state, and he does not need the Hong Yun Zhengyin to change his pronunciation.But is it a coincidence that this reference book and the prayer wheel are put together?
An idea flashed through his mind. Could this Hong Yunzhengyin be a 'code book'?Many spy movies have done this.

So he read the reference book carefully.This is a pronunciation annotation book for wooden runes. In the same way, there are also gold runes, earth runes, and even other runes. Such a book of Hong Yun Zhengyin is actually not cheap, and there is no copyright in this world. According to the statement, many people can publish their own Hong Yunzhengyin.Therefore, even if the two Hong Yun Zhengyin books are compared with each other, one cannot say who is right and who is wrong.

It's like people in Guangxi annotated it as 'Shuan Q', while other places annotated it as 'hill'.People in both places have no problem reading it.

Zhang Miao was thinking and reading these runes with strange phonetic notations. Suddenly, he frowned.Because there is something wrong with the phonetic notation of a rune.Even if there is an accent, the phonetic notation of this rune seems to be too far off.It has changed from 'Q' to 'Wild Dog'.

This change in pronunciation is also thanks to Zhang Miao's proficiency in wood runes, otherwise it would be difficult for him to detect it.After making this discovery, he continued to look for other runes with different pronunciations.

Soon, he read all the pronunciations and finally determined the eighteen runes with incorrect pronunciations.

Then, he took the prayer wheel and began to match the eighteen runes into the seats.

This prayer wheel happens to have eighteen lines. If you say this is a coincidence, Zhang Miao will not believe it.How can there be such a coincidence in this world?He found the corresponding runes on each line on the prayer wheel, and then turned the prayer wheel.

When the eighteen runes became the same vertical line, all the runes returned to their correct positions, and a correct scripture appeared in front of Zhang Miao.

After reading this passage, Zhang Miao discovered that it was a spell called the 'Bean Art of War'.This spell can turn 'beans' into bean soldiers.

Zhang Miao didn't know what it looked like specifically, but it looked like this spell was quite interesting.

And this magic is not difficult to practice.The main thing is to select some 'beans', then instill mana into the beans every day, and recite the incantation.It is equivalent to casting a spell on a 'bean'. After 81 days, the bean will be initially mature and can be turned into a bean soldier.

In fact, there is a wide range of choices for 'beans'. It doesn't have to be beans. In fact, any plant seeds will do.Zhang Miao doesn't quite understand this, but this is how the scripture explains it.

If any plant seeds are acceptable, then bamboo rice should also be acceptable...

When Zhang Miao thought of this, his eyes turned to a small box next to the bed. Inside was the golden green bamboo rice and the seeds of golden green bamboo.

Otherwise, try using golden green bamboo rice?

(End of this chapter)