Chapter 59 Copying Spells (please subscribe for a monthly ticket~)

Author: Shui Qianche

Chapter 59 Copying Spells (please subscribe for a monthly ticket~)

Return to the old home by spirit boat.

Mi August, who was convinced by Suo Wuchang and Zhao Zhong that he had bitten off more than he could chew, and whose interest would soon be defeated by reality, read through the Herborist Collection in detail and decided to make a copy and feed it to the Book of Good and Evil.

Before I started copying, the spirit reminded me that Mi Feixue was back from school.

It was only in August that I discovered that I had been reading this book for nearly two hours.

"Then let's go eat first."

She came to the dining room, and Mi Feixue was already waiting there, staring at the door with a waiting expression, obviously she also got the news of her return from the spirit of the house.

After Mi August approached, he gently pinched Mi Feixue's blood-red cheek, and was very satisfied with the texture of his hand.

"The baby is getting better and better."

After this order, Mi Feixue's face immediately filled with blood, so much so that even her neck turned red.

Seeing how shy the child was, Mi August smiled and stopped teasing her.

After the two of them finished eating, Mi Feixue said goodbye to Mi August as usual and went to her room to review her daily homework.

"I'm with you today." Mi August held her hand.

When Mi Feixue heard this, she couldn't suppress the smile on her face. She remembered that the gentleman taught by the Confucius showed displeasure today, but she couldn't restrain herself.

When he looked up and saw Mi August smiling at him without saying anything, Mi Feixue relaxed.

Mi Fei’s snowman is small, but his desk is not small.

Mi August sat opposite her, and you could see each other when you raised your head.

Mi Feixue was doing her homework, and Mi August was also copying the Herborist Collection.

She is not good at using calligraphy brushes. She made a homemade charcoal pen a long time ago. In the past, she had few opportunities to write and didn't find it inconvenient. Now after copying books, she found that this homemade charcoal pen is not a big problem for writing, but she wants to collect Herborist.

It’s troublesome if the pictures of flowers, plants, spiritual trees and trees are detailed.

Mi August, who is a professional doctor, knows that if the details of the grass and trees are different, it may be another object.

Mi Feixue, who had been distractedly paying attention to her, endured it for several times. After seeing Mi August frown slightly again, she finally couldn't bear it anymore.

A small hand reached out and pinched the corner of the paper Mi August copied.

"Baby?" Mi August raised his head and asked.

Mi Feixue made a gesture asking her to wait.

Then he tapped the inkstone with the penholder.

The ink on the inkstone rippled, and an ink-tapping boy emerged from it.

Mi Feixue pointed seriously at the Herborist Collection and then at the white paper book bound with thread.

Work!

The ink-tapping boy crawled out of the ink, hopping around on the spot with his slender arms and legs, shaking his head and making a slight sound like wind blowing paper.

Mi August watched with interest and did not say anything to stop him.

After a while, she saw desks, bookshelves, and carpets. One after another, the inking boys came out and rushed to the desk in neat lines.

Surprise flashed in Mi August's eyes.

When did you raise so many of them?

Under the command of the first one, these ink-splitting boys who looked almost the same jumped on the fonts of Herborist one by one. Their slender bodies twisted into the shape of the fonts, and then climbed up in the shape of the fonts and continued to move into the blank space.

Walk on the pages of the book.

Paji.

It's just one word poured onto a white page.

After printing the words with your body, you continue to get up and work.

An ink-tapping boy can easily copy a font. When encountering a herbal sample picture, several ink-tapping boys hold hands and copy it together.

Their copying speed is at least ten times faster than Mi August's handwriting, and the cooperation is so perfect that it seems like one brain is working. From time to time, a few of them drink ink, and there is no mistake in the copying order.

Mi August held up his chin and stared at these hard-working little monsters, and then saw Mi Feixue looking at him with eager eyes.

He touched the top of the child's hair encouragingly and said with a chuckle: "I was taught a lesson by the baby."

Mi Feixue tilted her head and wondered, what lesson did she teach August?

Mi August smiled and did not explain.

I met Mo Tong for the first time, and based on the introduction in the book of good and evil, I knew that some of its functions would not harm Mi Feixue, so I put it aside.

I didn't expect this little thing to have such an effect.

Maybe these abilities are still not on the stage in the eyes of those spiritual masters who pursue strength, but they can be of great use if used well.

After a while, a Herborist collection was copied, and the ink-trick boys retired with success.

Mi August put the two Herborists together and compared them. Except for the differences in book covers and paper, they were completely restored one to one.

She put away the two books, put on her night game, and knocked on the inkstone like Mi Feixue.

After sensing the divine power knocking on the door, Tiao Mo Tong didn't dare to come out. With his dark head, he couldn't tell where the eyes were and where the mouth was.

Mi August unfolded the page [Fox Fire] in the Book of Good and Evil, "Can it be copied?"

The Momo Boy tentatively stepped forward with his two feet. At first, he didn't notice the difference in the book of good and evil. When he got closer and was about to touch the book of good and evil, the pages of the latter were rolled up.

Tiao Mo Tong stepped back and fell onto his back. When he got up, he shook his head crazily at Mi August.

Mi August stretched out his index finger and touched its hairless, smooth little head. It felt like an ink stick, "I'm not afraid."

The divine voice became gentle, and Tiao Mo Tong almost softened under her fingertips, but he still did not dare to approach the Book of Good and Evil.

Mi August didn't force it, he drew a spell diagram of [Fox Fire] on the paper himself, and then asked Tinmo Tong to copy it.

This time Tongmo Tong didn't resist anymore, a mouth-like depression appeared on its face, and the ghostly Mi August understood that it was silently calling for its teammates.

Another group of ink-tapping boys appeared on the desk, rushing over.

The captain of the Tong Mo Tong obviously didn't want so many, so he kicked the extra ones away one by one, and some stepped directly into the desk.

Probably frightened by its violence, the extra ink-tampering boys stopped approaching, refused to leave, and peeped in corners.

The ink-tampering boy led a dozen of his younger brothers and jumped hand in hand into the [Fox Fire] magic picture drawn by Mi August, which quickly melted and copied into intricate patterns and flew towards the blank paper.

An identical [Fox Fire] spell diagram appeared.

Mi August picked up the drawings.

The pattern is copied, but the divine power cannot be copied.

But what about spiritual power?

The Book of Good and Evil can store spiritual power to activate spell charts, which is equivalent to a spell scroll perpetual motion machine. As long as the spiritual power is sufficient, you don't have to worry about using it.

In the introduction, the Motiao Boy is a strange object that can be made into spiritual ink. Spiritual ink happens to be an important material for making magic weapons, magic talismans, and writing ghost stories.

Mi August took out a spiritual crystal and placed it in front of Team Leader Tiao Mo Tong.

All the ink-tampering boys were in a commotion. Once again, you were fighting for me. You stepped on me and squeezed me until you were close to the place closest to Mi August's finger.

Mi August said to the leader of Tiaomotong: "I want a spell map with spiritual response. Can I do it?"

Team leader Tiao Mo Tong pointed at the spiritual crystal: Give this to us?

Mi August nodded and let go of the spirit crystal.

Team Leader of Tricky Motong: Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!

Under its command, the surrounding ink-taker boys lifted the spirit crystal and placed it into the inkstone that Mi Feixue usually used, sinking it into the black ink.

The transportation team, including the captain of the ink-tipping boy, jumped into the ink together.

Mi August knew that they would not recover for a while, so he took off the night game and threw the copy of Herborist into the Book of Good and Evil to be devoured.

With the knowledge reserve of Herborist, the prescription of [Juling Dan] that was thrown in before also has the corresponding medicinal material analysis.

These medicinal materials are only found in Lingzhou, and are rare and hard to find in the Mortal Continent. Mi August read the explanations of the effects of the materials and prescriptions, and then said to the Book of Good and Evil: "Try using ordinary medicinal materials from the Mortal Continent as a substitute.

It doesn’t matter if the medicine is effective.”

The book of good and evil gave a reaction. Just like when [Fox Fire] was formed, the various ink characters began to look chaotic but were actually integrated in an orderly manner. The progress bar was supplied by spiritual power.

Mi August glanced at it and threw two spiritual crystals indifferently.

Knowledge is expensive.

Research more.

Mi August in his previous life could not be clearer.

Thinking about her current assets, even before she arrived in Lingzhou, most of the windfall she got from Zuo Si had already been consumed. Moreover, she had a hunch that this was only the early stage of research, and the subsequent drug research and development and magic charm research would be useless.

It's not a loss of wealth.

Fortunately, Zuo Si was the boy who gave away money, otherwise her research progress would have been infinitely slowed down.

We have to find a way to open source it.

Mi August thought.

There is no way to open up the source of spiritual crystals for the time being. The reserve soul boys on the spirit ship are all poor, while the official spiritual masters have their own ways, so they don't lack the resources she has.

Arrangements can be made for the open source of common gold and silver.

The ink-tapping boy team bows together: All the kind-hearted ladies voted for us to buy ink~~~
Chapter completed!