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Chapter 106 Three Ghosts of Alchemy(1/2)

Phew! Boom!

A gust of breeze helped the door close.

The fox was startled, raised his head, glanced at the door, then at Lin Jue, and then lay down again.

Lin Jue took out the ancient book.

"Wow..."

Turn to the latest page.

Sure enough, there is one:

Sound transmission, the method of leaving voice to transmit sounds.

Beginners can cast spells, speak the words, catch them with their hands, and throw them into the distance. Learners can speak at will, and the sound will naturally spread to a distance. Advanced people can speak at will, even if there are thousands of people far away, only one person can hear it.

"It seems that the deeper the attainment, the farther the distance can be transmitted, and the more precise the control becomes?"

Lin Jue said thoughtfully.

"Wow..."

Shegongshu, the method of projecting shadows, uses shadows to hit people.

In ancient times, there was a strange creature called a worm. It often shot people with sand in the water, and those who were hit would die from sores. Even if they were only shot at the shadow of a person, they would also fall ill. Later, some people developed the "shooting technique" and could hit people with shadows.

people.

If the attainment is shallow, the force of hitting a human figure will not be preserved, and the sharp weapon will turn into a blunt blow; if the attainment is high, the force of the hit will be only ten percent, because the human figure is illusory, and if there is a cut or stab, it will still turn into a blunt blow. Therefore, practice shooting

Those who use craftsmanship to plot against others often use blunt weapons.

"Innuendo?"

It turns out that the lizard used this spell at that time.

But I don’t know if I realized it on my own or if I learned it from somewhere.

At that time, it used its tongue as a thorn and penetrated the ground. However, when it hit Lin Jue's shoulder, he only felt that he was stabbed by a blunt steel pillar. I don't know if it was because this spell would turn the thorn into a blunt blow, or because

Because that monster is not very accomplished, or it is both.

This is a good unexpected method, and it is very suitable to be used in conjunction with "curse control".

As long as you seize the opportunity, seize the opportunity well, and take things by surprise, even if you are not very accomplished or powerful, you can still achieve great results.

Combined with the fire spirit method, if it is night, you can also control the direction of the shadow by finding the angle.

If you go out for a trip, you will get a lot of harvest.

Lin Jue has learned something now and has another realization——

Spells are the use and extension of Tao. The reason why these spells have so many wonderful and fantasy effects, can be cast and take effect, is obviously because they conform to the rules of this world and are the extension of Tao. Therefore, there is a thread behind every spell.

Avenue.

Senior brothers often say that skills can communicate with gods. The "god" here actually refers to heaven and Tao.

Magic can also lead to heavenly passages.

It is naturally possible to gain enlightenment through magic and to open the door and see the Tao.

Suddenly I saw something strange in the house.

Lin Jue put down the ancient book and looked forward.

The fox I raised was probably used to him holding a book and reading it, so he didn't react to it. At this time, it was just walking on the wall in an ordinary way.

It seemed as if it was also practicing the spell it had just learned.

Just like the monster in the temple.

But it's not as scary as that monster——

Firstly, because it did not turn into a human form, and secondly, because it did not walk on its stomach like the monster, but maintained the figure and posture of a fox, just like walking on flat ground, but it was flying over the walls.

"..."

Lin Jue couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

I don’t know where it came from. If it came from that monster, I don’t know when it was learned.

As if sensing his gaze, the fox stood on the wall and stared at him.

"Come down."

"Woo~"

The fox jumped immediately, and its body seemed to be weightless. It seemed to be floating and flying in front of him. Its eyes were clear and confused, and it tilted its head to look at him.

Lin Jue reached out and stroked it gently.

"Fortunately, you only dig holes and catch mice. If you could demolish the house, you wouldn't even be able to keep the roof."

The fox lay still and made no sound.

Lin Jue played with the fox for a while, then pushed the door open and went out.

Go straight to the stove house.

The senior brother had used the stove for more than a month, and it was not too messy. However, the arrangement of many things was no longer Lin Jue's habit. He was very patient and put everything back in their original positions before looking at it.

The flour has not moved at all, and the rice is almost bottomed out. It seems that these Taoist priests really don't know how to make pasta. They ate nearly a whole jar of pickled cabbage and salt vegetables, and only one piece of bacon was left. It seems that they did listen to him, but

It's a little better than what the third senior brother thought. At least they know how to eat sparingly.

There are no spring bamboo shoots at the moment, and the winter bamboo shoots haven’t come out yet, but the dried bamboo shoots are about the same.

The little junior sister had already arrived in the stove room, and was sitting in front of the stove, raising her head and chin, staring at him eagerly.

Lin Jue first asked her to boil warm water, add a little salt, and soak the bacon and dried bamboo shoots.

The bacon I made last year was made when it was the coldest in Yishan. There is something special about making bacon. The lower the temperature and the stronger the wind, the less salt you need to make. The result will be less salty and better.

Eat, Yishan is undoubtedly a good place to make bacon.

So just take a dip.

Then he started kneading the dough himself, kneading it well and pulling it into even dough pieces.

"laugh!"

As usual, the bacon is fried first to stir up the aroma in hot oil, and then the dried bamboo shoots are stewed to make soup. The heat and meat aroma fill the whole stove.

Through the heat, Lin Jue and his junior sister looked at each other.

"Come on, let's make some noodles."

"oh!"

The junior sister agreed very decisively, stuffed a few more branches into the stove, stood up in a flash, washed her hands impatiently, and walked over quickly.

Lin Jue had divided the noodles before and cut them into flat pieces the size of a palm. Now he was making them wider, bigger, and thinner before putting them in the pot.

The two of them worked together.

After a few pulls, there were a few more people around.

A group of people are talking together.

The noodle pieces are put into the pot one after another and boiled in the soup.

Nowadays, there is no need to use a big basin to fill the food first and then share it outside. Everyone consciously fills a full bowl in his own bowl, and then takes it outside to eat. If he has not eaten enough, he just goes to the pot to serve it.

Lin Jue took two bowls, one in each hand, and went outside under the ancient pine trees. He placed one of them on the edge of the bench and sat next to it.

Master and many brothers also sat down one after another, holding a bowl. For a moment, the panasonic was filled with hot air and snoring sounds.

It was probably in the spring of this year that the fifth senior brother made a big bowl for everyone. I don’t know when the original small bowls were used less and less. Small bowls were only used when cooking delicate dishes.

eat.

Before I knew it, it was already late autumn.

Pine needles fall from time to time overhead, but even if they fall into the bowl, no one cares.

Even Lin Jue and the fox just looked up, threw away the pine needles, and continued eating.

In a short time, a group of Taoist priests ate everything in their bowls. There was no soup left at all. Except for the little junior sister who went to add more rice, the other Taoist priests were all full.

"Hiccup~"

“I haven’t had such a comfortable meal in a long time!”

“So comfortable!”

"You have to be a junior brother..."

"Let me tell you, you've been gone for half a month, and the seventh junior brother relied on his cooking skills, so he couldn't help but cook a pot of bread noodles." The sixth senior brother said, "Guess what happened?"

"A pot of mush?"

"To the bird~"
To be continued...
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