Feng Jiu decided to visit the academy of the Bai Feng tribe.

After asking around for a month, we arrived at Mu Ling Academy.

This day happens to be the testing phase of the academy.

Seeing the crowds of people in the square, Feng Jiu finally squeezed in.

I saw a group of old men sitting in high seats, stroking their beards and looking at the approaching students with a smile.

A group of students stood ready at a table in the square, with various materials prepared on the table.

Those materials are used to make ink for drawing symbols.

In the Wu clan, many people know how to make ink for drawing talismans, but there are very few people who can make top-quality ink.

There are many people who can draw talismans, but they just can't draw spiritual talismans.

If you want to draw a spiritual charm, ink is a crucial step.

The second thing is the pen used to draw the symbols. None of these things will work without it.

A person like Fengjiu who doesn't use ink or strokes to draw symbols 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 preparing ink. As long as the prepared ink meets the requirements of the academy, it will pass.

"Today is the first test, preparing ink! The requirements are very simple. You can prepare it according to your own method. As long as it can be drawn smoothly on the talisman paper, it will be considered qualified!"

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

An old man stood up and said.

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

I really hope that some of this group of students can draw the wooden spirit talisman and pass on what the goddess left behind.

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

Feng Jiu stood in the audience and frowned slightly as she looked at the materials used to make ink. Is the quality of these materials so poor?

"Oh? There is actually someone who made ink that has a spirit? Yes, it's a good idea!"

Feng Jiu took a look at the child. He was fifteen or sixteen years old, with a delicate appearance and simple clothes, which had already been washed and turned white.

The materials used to prepare ink are also very common.

If such materials can be used to produce spiritual ink, this person must have spiritual roots in his body.

Feng Jiu made a secret with one hand, and a spell fell silently on that child.

The talisman sank into his eyebrows, and a green light flashed on his eyebrows.

"Sure enough, it does have spiritual roots. It is a wood spiritual root. It is indeed suitable for growing elixirs! 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 everyone was focused on watching the competition on the stage.

"Do you think Huo Du can do it?"

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

"I believe he can do it! He is the best ink adjuster in our village!"

The three people standing next to Feng Jiu were discussing in low voices and looking nervously at the people on the stage.

Feng Jiu smiled slightly, so the child with the spiritual root was called Huo Dou?

Looking at his method of preparing ink, Feng Jiu nodded happily, this child's future is limitless!

The other spectators also looked at the stage with interest.

Each student concentrated on handling the materials in his hands, looking focused and meticulous.

"time up!"

The time for burning incense passed quickly, and the old men on the high platform came to the stage one after another.

"Not bad! The drawing on the talisman paper is also very smooth."

“This is not bad!”

“There are a lot of good seeds this time!”

Several old men inspected the ink prepared by the students one by one, with happy smiles on their faces.

It was found that this group of students were very talented in making ink.

Those standing in the audience watching the excitement were all quietly waiting for the test results.

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

"Huh? Why can't your ink draw well?"

Lu Zhongqiu came to Huo Du and tried to make ink with him, but found that no matter how he drew, he could not 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 there was something wrong, so he picked up a piece of talisman paper and tried it again.

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

"It still doesn't work! My child, did you make a mistake in any step?" Lu Zhongqiu said patiently.

He looked over and saw that the ink prepared by this boy was the best, so why couldn't he draw on the paper?

The other old men frowned impatiently, "Lao Lu, since this kid can't draw his ink on paper, we can just eliminate him."

They came here to select people this time to teach the inheritance of the Wood Spirit Talisman, and there was no room for sloppiness.

"Yes, Lao Lu! Let's look at something else!"

The other old men agreed one after another.

The people who were testing with Huo Dou began to rejoice in his misfortune.

One less person means one less opponent, and they are happy to see this happen.

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

Huo Dou's face was pale. He had spent all his belongings to buy the materials, but he didn't expect that he didn't even pass the first level.

What to do? What to do 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 get the reward of the elixir.

Only when he gets the elixir can he cure his sister.

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

Huo Du pulled Lu Zhongqiu's sleeve and begged.

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

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

"Yes, yes! Teacher, take a look!"

"Teacher, Huo Du is the best ink adjuster here! Take a look again!"

People from the same village as Huodu began to plead for him.

They all knew about Huo Du'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! Talisman paper cannot afford to be wasted."

The old man following Lu Zhongqiu looked evil and scolded him.

The raw materials for talisman paper are difficult to find, and the process of making talisman paper is also very complicated. It feels sad to waste one piece.

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 well-prepared the ink was, it could not be drawn on the talisman paper. It was useless ink and there was nothing he could do.

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

Huo Dou's face turned red. He also knew that the talisman paper was precious and felt bad for wasting one. He was not willing to accept it!

The ink he prepared was obviously perfect, so why couldn't he draw it?

"Sorry! Sorry to bother you!"

Huo Dou looked disappointed and began to pack his things.

Feng Jiu watched with great interest in the audience, wondering what the current state of the Wu Clan was like.

You can’t even see the spirit of the ink?

Of course, spiritual ink will not appear on inanimate talisman paper.

This kind of spiritual ink can be drawn on anything, except this kind of inanimate talisman paper!

Spiritual ink is so willful!

"Wait a minute!" Feng Jiu's crisp voice interrupted their departure.

Feng Jiu jumped up to the high platform, picked up the talisman paper in the waiter's hand, and picked up the ink in Huo Du's hand.
Chapter completed!