MTL - In the Great World of Martial Arts, You Use the Tao of Talisman To Rule the Ages?-Chapter 46 Jubaoshan (seeking for reading)

Chapter 46: Jubao Mountain (please follow up)

 Wait until the hype in the mountain market is over.

With a few hundred big coins, a bag of polished rice purchased in the county, and some spices for seasoning, Chen Lin quickly returned to the small mountain village.

 Put these things in the corner.

 He immediately turned his attention to the many pieces of bark placed on the bed.

These were scraped back by the way when he went into the mountains to get meat these days.

There are all kinds of trees that are common in mountains.

Pine trees, camphor trees, elm trees, birch trees…

About twenty different kinds of bark are neatly arranged on the bed.

 are all candidates for using talisman paper.

Chen Lin picked up these barks and inspected them one by one, sensing the change in the flow of mana inside.

 He quickly frowned.

 Because the bark still did not meet his standards.

 In fact, we have already screened a batch before, and those who remain now are those with relatively high potential.

However, even the best performing of these barks can only maintain mana for about an hour.

 After one hour, mana must be replenished.

And this kind of bark is the 'pine oil wood' that he had high hopes for before, a tree that is extremely flammable after burning.

 To collect this kind of bark, you have to go 20 miles deep into Xiaojin Mountain, which is extremely difficult.

Uncle Ping next door goes into the mountains with his people to cut down trees. The main target is this kind of tree. The blacksmith shop in Dongcheng harvests them all year round.

“The bark of pine oil wood needs to replenish mana every hour. With my current total mana, I can actually convert it into talisman paper, but the problem is that this is too troublesome.”

“The nourishing talisman paper needs to be soaked with mana for ten consecutive days, and it cannot be interrupted in the middle..."

“In other words, if I choose pine oil bark, I will have to get up every two hours to replenish its mana, and I won’t even have to sleep!”

 The results of the test are considered good.

 But not too good.

This actually made Chen Lin tangled.

While hesitating, there was a knock on the door from outside.

Uncle Ping asked him to go next door to eat and drink.

 Things that happen frequently these days.

 Chen Lin did not refuse.

   Auntie's cooking skills are quite good, and she is willing to sacrifice the taste when cooking, which is much better than his usual skill of just cutting up meat and grilling it.

Anyway, after eating, you just have to use your energy to digest it, and you can go back to the big snake cave to get a basket of ghost tooth pork as a midnight snack.

“By the way, Uncle Ping is logging in the mountains. Maybe he has seen some special trees.”

 Open the door and walk into the next door.

Chen Lin randomly found a reason to ask this question.

Uncle Ping, who was playing with a radish, sat on a chair and pondered for a moment:

 “Special trees?”

 “That’s probably the lamp oil wood.”

Chen Lin was confused: "Lamp oil wood?"

He had never heard of this name in the county before.

“Yes, it’s the lamp oil wood.” Uncle Ping pointed to the stone lampstand at his house, “Look, it’s that thing!”

I saw a piece of bark cut into small strips, twisted into a twist and ignited, and a steady fire appeared on the sunken stone.

It’s quite bright, with a faint greenish light.

"This kind of lamp oil tree grows in Xiaojin Mountain. I didn't know it before. I only saw it when I followed the logging team."

“The bark of this kind of tree can be burned by scraping it off without drying it, and it is very resistant to burning. Many people in the team will take a break from logging to scrape a batch and take it home.”

 “I went to shave with them before…”

Uncle Ping put down the radish, turned around and picked up a pile of tender green bark from the corner. The color was so bright that it seemed that it did not belong to winter.

"Come on, Ah Lin, take some, too. Although this thing can't burn as well as the oil lamps of wealthy families, it's better than not costing us any money!" Chen Lin took it and subconsciously channeled mana into it.

 A special wave of feedback came back quickly.

His eyelids twitched, he took a deep breath and asked:

“…Uncle Ping, where did you scrape all these barks?”

 “Then we have to go far.”

“From the logging camp, we have to go deep into the mountains, and then we have to walk about ten miles to get there. I have never gone into such a deep place for hunting before. If there weren’t so many people, I wouldn’t dare to go with them…”

Uncle Ping talked while thinking about it.

 Chen Lin listened carefully.

Uncle Ping’s lumberyard needs to walk about twenty miles into Xiaojin Mountain. If we walk another ten miles to the north, we will indeed enter a deep mountain area.

The deep mountains usually mentioned by mountain people and hunters usually refer to a majestic mountain range further behind Xiaojin Mountain.

Xiaojinshan is just a remnant of the big mountain.

 According to legend, that is where the real treasure mountain is. Some even say that there are gold mines everywhere...

Even people’s name for that mountain is simply and crudely called ‘Jubao Mountain’.

However, these are just legends.

There are not many people who can enter and leave the Jubaoshan area at will.

I heard that every time an organization enters or exits the county, it must be led by an inner city martial artist. Ordinary people have no chance to enter.

 So not many people know what it is like inside.

 There are only some rumors.

“I have speculated before that there may be many strange beasts and alien species gathered in Jubao Mountain. If I hadn’t met that ghost-toothed pig just after I came back this time, I would have been on the way to explore the mountain now...”

　　‘But I didn’t expect it either…’

 ‘We haven’t even entered Jubao Mountain yet, and the bark guarding its entrance is actually equivalent to a natural talisman! ’

 In his hand, he was rubbing the tender green bark of the lamp oil tree.

 Chen Lin could hardly suppress the surprise in his heart.

He just passed some mana into the bark of the tree, and the feeling he received back was exactly the same as the talismans he had cultivated with his own hands in the world of immortality!

 That alone was enough to make him sure.

‘The bark of this kind of lamp oil tree can be scraped off and preserved without any conservation steps, and you can directly draw talismans on it! ’

 ‘If the blue water stone obtained from the Big Snake Cave before is like a drop of essence condensed by a spiritual vein over the years...'

 ‘Then this kind of tree simply grows directly on the spiritual veins, and is nourished by natural spiritual energy all the time! ’

Now let’s look at Uncle Ping’s behavior of rolling up the bark of this tree and using it as lamp oil to burn.

 Chen Lin has only one word in his heart:

 What a waste of natural resources!

He took a long breath to calm himself down.

The logging team can scrape the bark of the trees every time they go into the mountains to cut trees, which shows that there are a lot of lamp oil trees and they are not particularly rare.

 The next step is to ask for directions.

  Unfortunately, the bark of the trees that Uncle Ping brought back was too slender.

　　 is not suitable for drawing symbols.

 After all, Uncle Ping brought it back to use as lamp oil, so he could peel it as convenient as possible.

 Finally, after finishing his meal, Chen Lin only brought back two pieces of lamp oil tree bark for study after asking for directions.

 Study at home alone until midnight.

 He became more and more certain that the bark on his hand was a natural talisman!

“Jubaoshan is indeed called the right name!”

 “Wait for me tomorrow!”

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 (End of this chapter)