Chapter 726

Inside the mechanical wandering dragon.

In front of the mechanical pedestal, Unlike Ning Zhuo had been working continuously for half a day.

Of the Mother Sound reeds he needed to refine, only the last one remained.

The "Mother Sound Reed Book" recorded that this was the "Shadow Bee Needle." When activated alone, it could emit a very short sound, and under this sound effect, the mechanical carrier could have a rapid burst of speed.

The materials were already prepared on the table: lightning-struck jade bamboo with electric patterns like frozen fat; golden-ring poisonous bees with fire lines in their abdomens and golden light on their wings; North Ice Crystal Sand that felt cold to the touch like stardust; and Spring Equinox Rootless Water contained in a green jade lotus leaf cup.

Unlike Ning Zhuo started the mechanical pedestal, activating a sharp golden light that split the jade bamboo longitudinally along its natural electric patterns.

Instantly, the cavity wall was revealed before Unlike Ning Zhuo's eyes, full of lightning patterns spiraling upward.

Unlike Ning Zhuo couldn't help but recall what the "Mother Sound Reed Book" said—the lightning patterns conduct qi, which is the musical scale carved by heaven and earth using thunder as a knife.

Unlike Ning Zhuo took out the North Ice Crystal Sand, put it all into the green jade lotus leaf cup, and mixed it thoroughly with the Spring Equinox Rootless Water.

Following the detailed steps in the "Mother Sound Reed Book," Unlike Ning Zhuo activated his Five Elements magic power to participate in the mixing process. Sometimes using fire, sometimes water, sometimes switching to earth.

It had to be said that Five Elements magic power had a wide coverage and was quite universal.

Finally, Unlike Ning Zhuo obtained a semi-transparent paste with a faint green tint.

Unlike Ning Zhuo carefully filled the jade bamboo walls with this semi-transparent paste, leaving only the last empty cavity as the vibration source nest.

"Thunder carves natural musical scales on the bamboo cavity; using such treasure materials saves a considerable amount of manual labor."

Unlike Ning Zhuo secretly praised Qing Qing Huangzi's ingenuity in choosing materials in this regard.

He then proceeded to process the golden-ring poisonous bees.

Just as the restriction was lifted, the poisonous bees flew to attack, their tail needles stabbing directly at Unlike Ning Zhuo's brow!

Unlike Ning Zhuo didn't dodge or evade, activating a strand of Wood Element magic power to intercept the golden-ring poisonous bees.

The bee needles pierced three inches into the Wood Element magic power and suddenly ignited, producing a poisonous fire.

The poisonous fire intertwined with the green qi, the bee bodies turned to ash, leaving only the venom-quenched sound needles suspended in the air, humming.

Unlike Ning Zhuo raced against time, and while the poisonous fire was still burning, he immediately began the next step.

He used the bee needle as a pen and the poisonous fire as ink, stabbing the needle tip into the ice paste and retreating. All the way down, he poked many fine holes.

Where ice and fire clashed, sounds were made, and the depth and angle of each hole were different.

The first sound hole was as wide as a wheat grain. The seven holes in the middle were as fine as needle tips, and the last sound hole was stabbed obliquely into the cavity wall.

The poisonous fire had already been extinguished by the ice paste.

Unlike Ning Zhuo then embedded the bee needle into the last section of the cavity.

Unlike Ning Zhuo bit his fingertip, dripped blood into it, and activated his magic power at the same time.

A buzzing sound suddenly arose!

Unlike Ning Zhuo flipped his palms, pressing the two halves of the bamboo section tightly together, and pressed down with slight force.

The buzzing was forced back into the cavity, refracting repeatedly in the eight sound holes. When the ninth echo was superimposed, the humming suddenly became clear, turning into a short sound, and then it became completely quiet.

Under Unlike Ning Zhuo's blood refining, the jade bamboo merged into one again.

He held the warm jade bamboo in his palm and saw a golden needle light appearing at the end of the bamboo section.

Unlike Ning Zhuo gently stroked the bamboo section and suddenly threw it into mid-air. The bamboo section rotated in the air, emitting a series of short, sharp sounds.

The rotation speed of the bamboo section also soared, almost becoming a black shadow.

Unlike Ning Zhuo reached out again and caught it.

The sound lingering in his ears also disappeared suddenly.

"In this way, the twenty Mother Sound reed mechanical components have been completely manufactured."

"Next is to manufacture the bamboo puppets."

According to the information released by Qing Qing Huangzi, the prerequisite for participating in the second Xingyun Trial was for the cultivators to bring their own manufactured bamboo puppets to participate.

"But Qing Qing Huangzi didn't say the quantity of these bamboo puppets."

"Here, perhaps he is intentionally testing the ability of the participating cultivators to design mechanisms and analyze the situation."

There were two extremes.

The first extreme was to concentrate all the Mother Sound reed components on one huge bamboo puppet.

The second extreme was to make each Mother Sound reed component into a small bamboo puppet. All the bamboo puppets gathered together to form a small-scale battle team of twenty people.

Unlike Ning Zhuo didn't fall into hesitation here.

"I don't know the specific situation of the second Xingyun Trial, so taking the middle path is the most appropriate."

He prepared to follow his inspiration and make seven small bamboo puppets, each with an average of three Mother Sound reed components.

Unlike Ning Zhuo stood in front of the pedestal without moving his feet.

Soon, a cup of tea's time passed, and Unlike Ning Zhuo manufactured the first small bamboo puppet.

The third reed was carefully designed by him into the handle of a bamboo whip.

The body of the bamboo whip was made of ice silkworm crystal silk, assisted by spiritual sense for weaving. Many grooves were carved on the whip body, which could produce sound through the friction of airflow.

Magic power hanging threads!

Unlike Ning Zhuo stretched out his five fingers to control it.

Snap. The small bamboo puppet whipped out.

The air quickly formed a vortex, a short "ooh" sound moved by his ear, then followed the bamboo whip, transmitted to the end of the whip handle, and was magnified ten times in the bamboo cavity.

Then, it followed the small bamboo puppet's arm, transmitted to the inside of the body, and triggered the other two Mother Sound reed components.

The next moment, a semi-transparent sound wave spider web erupted from the bamboo puppet's body, from inside to outside, directly covering the surrounding area of one zhang.

The sound wave spider web carried triple power and was the trump card of this small bamboo puppet.

Unlike Ning Zhuo used a piece of mysterious iron, placed it in the sound wave spider web to test it.

The mysterious iron first slowed down in its descent, almost lagging in mid-air.

Then, countless cracks appeared on the surface of the mysterious iron, crisscrossing each other, and finally, the mysterious iron vibrated continuously, and with a bang, it exploded!

Two days later, Unlike Ning Zhuo had manufactured all seven small bamboo puppets, which was considered an initial achievement of Qing Qing Huangzi's requirements.

"Next is continuous drilling."

Unlike Ning Zhuo trained for another day.

He already had rich drill experience, and mastering these seven small bamboo puppets was not difficult; he soon got the hang of it and practiced until he was proficient.

"However, according to what I learned, I can already estimate a certain direction of Qing Qing Huangzi's trial."

"His way of controlling bamboo puppets must be based on musical scales, supplemented by hanging threads."

"To avoid being too late in the future, I might as well put more effort into musical scales first, so that I can achieve success."

Leiyin Peak.

The Lost Sound Pool was embedded in the mountain peak, like a piece of ink jade mirror dropped by a god.

The pool edge was full of scaly lightning-struck rocks. Many black rocks had been burned by heavenly fire into a glazed luster.

The pool surface was waveless all year round, reflecting the gathering and scattering of clouds and the brightness and extinguishing of stars, but it swallowed all sounds alone—even if huge rocks collapsed, it only rippled a soundless ripple, which was immediately swallowed by the deep pool, as if falling into a bottomless abyss.

In the center of the pool, there was a small sandbar with a lonely weeping paulownia tree standing on it.

The trunk was no more than three spans, twisted like a dying dragon.

In every crack on the bark, resin was condensed, amber like tears.

The paulownia tree had branches but no leaves, and the branches were dense, tangled inside to form an empty nest.

In the past, the pool water was dead silent, and the mountain wind hit the branches and the empty nest, being cut into flocs by the sharp loneliness. Frequent lightning strikes shattered into sobbing gang qi, and the residual heavenly fire tempered on the stones, like a lonely firework.

Only when the Flying Cloud Assembly was held would it become lively here.

The array of Leiyin Peak would open, isolating the lightning from the sky, and a large number of cultivators would gather by the Lost Sound Pool, actively participating in the Xingyun Trial of the lonely weeping paulownia.

When Unlike Ning Zhuo arrived here, the lonely weeping paulownia moved slightly without wind, about to start teaching the "Green Wind Spring Rain Score."

A large number of cultivators were already sitting or standing by the pool, waiting in full battle array.

Unlike Ning Zhuo immediately found an empty space and sat cross-legged on a stone.

At first, he wasn't eye-catching.

But with him taking out the hemp rope and wooden awl, he attracted attention.

Hang the head by the hair! Stab the thigh with an awl!

Unlike Ning Zhuo didn't hesitate, directly tightening his hair, and at the same time using the wooden awl to stab his own thigh.

"Is this a Confucian cultivation technique?"

"Haven't started yet, and already using a Confucian cultivation technique?"

Yes.

Unlike Ning Zhuo decided to stab himself first, find the pain, and enter the state early.

The lonely weeping paulownia began to emit sounds, performing the "Green Wind Spring Rain Score" to the outside.

Hanging the head by the hair allowed Unlike Ning Zhuo to eliminate distracting thoughts, while stabbing the thigh with an awl brought him penetrating thoughts.

He poured all his heart and spirit into "listening."

He heard the sound of growth and joint-pulling in the trees, and his whole body was bathed in the "Green Wind Spring Rain Score," also producing a kind of itchy, subtle "feeling of nourishment."

Unlike Ning Zhuo sighed in his heart: "Growth is nothing more than this!"

The first time, he had a comprehensive and superficial understanding of the entire "Green Wind Spring Rain Score."

The second time, the hemp rope tightened the hair roots, bringing continuous dull pain. His right thigh was already unrecognizable, and Unlike Ning Zhuo had to switch to his left leg.

!

The wooden awl in his hand stabbed down one after another, every movement without the slightest hesitation.

Some people watched Unlike Ning Zhuo, their eyelids twitching, sighing in their hearts: "This big-headed youth can be so ruthless to himself!"

The previous sound of growth and joint-pulling seemed to be constantly magnified, and Unlike Ning Zhuo heard that it contained countless details.

These were sounds of growth and joint-pulling with different rhythms and different tempos; he even heard every musical note.

"The 'Green Wind Spring Rain Score' uses musical scales to awaken the life nature of trees, endow them with power, and accelerate their growth."

By the third time.

Under Unlike Ning Zhuo's feet, the blood had already gathered into a small pool.

The severe pain at the hair roots was already a bit numb. A large amount of hair was pulled off directly by the hemp rope.

Unlike Ning Zhuo's eyes were dim, his upper body swaying uncontrollably, difficult to restrain.

In his listening, all the sounds were mixed together, like heavy rain, frog croaks, and thunder as drums, noisy, making people dizzy.

"Greed for more leads to poor digestion!"

"I want to take one step to the end, but unfortunately, I'm still a distance away in learning ability."

Human life hangs by a thread!

Luoshu pages!

Unlike Ning Zhuo's eyes were dim, and taking advantage of the fact that he was on the periphery of the crowd, he secretly became ruthless, activated his divine ability, and touched the power of the Dao artifact.

Under the influence of the Luoshu pages, Unlike Ning Zhuo immediately became extremely organized. The sounds he heard were immediately classified, ordered, and sized, no longer chaotic.

Not only that, but the various sounds of growth and joint-pulling were combined in a natural, freely flowing way, performing by Unlike Ning Zhuo's ear.

At this moment, Unlike Ning Zhuo was a bit infatuated.

He heard a rhythm of life, flowing, gushing.

From this, he understood the core essence of the "Green Wind Spring Rain Score."

Learned in three times!

Unlike Ning Zhuo put away the hemp rope and wooden awl, healed himself, cleaned up the blood stains, and quietly left the scene.

According to the law, the lonely weeping paulownia performs the same musical score at least twenty times.

Although some people noticed the movement and glanced at Unlike Ning Zhuo, seeing his pale face, blood stains, messy hair, and somewhat embarrassed appearance, they just thought he was frustrated and defeated, so they didn't take it to heart.

The lonely weeping paulownia was originally a demonic cultivator, who, in order to save his Dao companion, who was also his lifelong soulmate, tried his best, but ultimately failed to defy heaven, watching his soulmate perish in the heavenly tribulation.

The lonely weeping paulownia suffered heavy damage to both body and mind, his cultivation almost scattered, and finally turned into his original form—a paulownia tree, repeatedly performing different musical scores in the ruins caused by the heavenly tribulation.

This was a relatively special one in the Wanxiang Sect's Flying Cloud Trial.

If a cultivator can respond to the lonely weeping paulownia with high-quality music, they are very likely to receive the amber tree tears of the paulownia as a reward.

"I won't join in this fun!" Unlike Ning Zhuo had already learned it, but he was still willing to hide his hand, not wanting to show off casually.

He secretly rejoiced: "Among all the musical scores, this 'Green Wind Spring Rain Score' is most suitable for bamboo puppets."

"Although I have learned it, I still need to practice this musical score."

"In the future, perhaps I can use the 'Green Wind Spring Rain Score' to control the bamboo puppet team."

Thinking of this, Unlike Ning Zhuo couldn't help but sigh again: This Flying Cloud Assembly and Xingyun Trial are really too good; all kinds of things can be learned at will, and there is rarely a need to consider other external factors.

"Eh, what is this?"

When Unlike Ning Zhuo was passing by a mountain peak on a cloud, he accidentally discovered a group of cultivators gathered, discussing this Xingyun Trial.

"There is a mechanism trial here; why don't I try it?" Unlike Ning Zhuo immediately became interested.

He added hanging the head by the hair and stabbing the thigh with an awl, as well as the Intent Brush, Bitter Ink, and Luoshu pages; the set of learning means made him interested and impulsive to learn all kinds of things.

What's more, this was a Xingyun Trial of mechanism arts!

Unlike Ning Zhuo lowered his cloud, came to the mountainside, and competed with the other cultivators.

The stone door on the mountainside opened, revealing a strong man, who, in addition to being burly, also had a large mass of black sideburns, simply wrapping around his face.

The strong man with sideburns grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth: "I am Che Zhuzi; come in, everyone."

"Che Zhuzi, does what you say count? Whoever can pass your Xingyun Trial can take away a magic treasure or other equivalent treasure?" Someone asked immediately.

Che Zhuzi nodded: "Of course, of course! What I have said is naturally as good as gold, absolutely counts!"

"That's good, I'll go first!" The cultivator who asked earlier took the lead.

The cultivators who reacted, one after another, scrambled to drill into the big door.

Unlike Ning Zhuo felt funny: "These hired shills are a bit rough."

But this time he guessed wrong.

This really wasn't a shill.

Hidden deep in the cave abode, Pan Si Niangzi was secretly excited in her heart: "It's here; Unlike Ning Zhuo, this little brat, has finally been hooked by me."

"It wasn't in vain that I let Che Zhuzi send out the message directly, using heavy gold to encourage cultivators to participate in the Xingyun Trial!"

"Come on, hurry in!"

Pan Si Niangzi licked her bright red lips, her eyes filled with malice.