At the beginning, I cleaned the Sutra Library and completed the incomplete skills.

“Lan… Junior Brother Li? What are you doing here?”

Tie Niu clearly hadn't expected to run into Li Lan here.

Although the Dust Washing Ceremony had already been over for six months.

Tie Niu still hadn't figured out how to interact with him.

Elder Jian Chen had specifically instructed him to be friendly with Li Lan.

At least until he advanced to the fifth level of Qi Refining, he shouldn't antagonize him.

Tie Niu couldn't understand why his master had instructed him this way, but knowing the other party's temperament, he could only do as he was told.

Compared to Tie Niu's complex emotions towards Li Lan, the group of fellow villagers beside him were much simpler.

With a thud.

The group of small followers knelt on the ground.

Their faces were ashen, as if they had seen a ghost, extremely terrified.

“Li Lan… No, Brother Lan! Immortal Grandpa!”

“Before, I was blind and didn't recognize Mount Tai. I offended you, old man. Please, don't hold it against me.”

“Considering that we are fellow villagers, please spare my life!”

“I… After I go back, I will definitely set up a memorial tablet for you and worship you every day!”

These mortal followers never imagined.

That Li Lan could really defy fate, pass the ceremony in the last month, and become an immortal.

Before, they didn't know the difference between mortals and immortals.

Now, after more than half a year of fruitless cultivation, they had a clear understanding of it.

In these six months, these small followers had been living in constant fear.

They couldn't sleep or eat, fearing that Li Lan would remember the previous humiliation and settle old scores with them.

Now, suddenly seeing him appear, how could they not be afraid?

Two of the timid ones were so excited that a warm sensation came from their crotches.

Li Lan, as usual, ignored these jumping clowns.

He was busy with cultivation every day and had even forgotten about these people's existence.

He bowed to Tie Niu as usual.

After greeting him, Li Lan was about to leave.

Just then.

Tie Niu called out to him.

“Junior Brother Li, the matter of the sect's mission has been delayed for half a year.”

“The one-year deadline is approaching. If you don't make some contributions, Master will have to punish you according to the rules.”

“I happen to have taken on a mission here and will be leaving in a couple of days. Master asked me to inform you, what do you think…”

Li Lan didn't even turn his head and said casually:

“The one-year deadline is still six months away, isn't it? No rush.”

“Go back and tell Master that I will make contributions to the sect within the specified time and will not embarrass him.”

Tie Niu was also helpless about his procrastination tactic.

In these six months, Tie Niu had approached him countless times, but he had been brushed off every time.

Could it be that he really planned to wait until the last deadline to carry out the sect mission?

Wasn't he afraid of arousing Master's dissatisfaction?

Tie Niu still couldn't understand his behavior.

…

Back at the bamboo hut.

Li Lan took out the Purple Sandalwood Spirit Beans, spirit ink, and other items.

In his mind, he recalled the chapters of the Scattering Beans into Soldiers technique, without missing a single detail.

After a long time.

He took a light breath and began to prepare the auxiliary materials for casting the Scattering Beans into Soldiers spell.

Li Lan first picked up the wolf hair brush next to him.

This thing looked ordinary, but it was the most expensive of these materials.

Each hair on it was taken from the finest part of the tail of the first-order wood-attribute demon beast, the Kui Wood Wolf.

He dipped it in the well-ground spirit ink.

Li Lan then pinched up a Purple Sandalwood Spirit Bean, only the size of a fingernail.

The auxiliary materials for casting the Scattering Beans into Soldiers spell required drawing one hundred and eight special runes on each spirit bean with spirit ink.

This delicate work extremely tested the cultivator's eyesight and technique.

Li Lan held his breath and concentrated, slowly injecting mana into the wolf hair brush.

After a faint glow flashed across the tip of the brush.

Li Lan carefully touched the tip of the brush to the spirit bean and began to draw the first rune.

The wood-attribute mana merged with the spirit ink and slowly flowed out along the tip of the brush.

As time passed, Li Lan gradually felt his eyes becoming sore.

But he didn't dare to relax in the slightest.

He had to ensure that every stroke of the rune was accurate.

Just as he was about to finish drawing the last stroke of the rune.

Suddenly, with a puff.

Wisps of white smoke rose from the Purple Sandalwood Spirit Bean.

Li Lan frowned slightly and put down the brush.

Just now, he had blinked his eyes, causing the mana to become unbalanced, and the Purple Sandalwood Spirit Bean was ruined.

The first drawing was not smooth.

Li Lan wasn't discouraged. He carefully reviewed the entire process just now many times in his mind.

Without letting go of the slightest detail.

After summarizing the experience of failure, Li Lan picked up the wolf hair brush again and started drawing again.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

White smoke kept flashing in the bamboo hut.

Each soft sound represented a failure.

Li Lan couldn't remember how many times he had failed.

He only remembered that he had gained valuable experience each time.

The strength of mana for each stroke had to be just right.

Too strong would break through the spirit power capacity limit of the Purple Sandalwood Spirit Bean, and too weak would not allow the rune to take shape.

He didn't know how long had passed, Li Lan had completely forgotten the concept of time.

He put all his heart and soul into drawing the runes.

Finally, hard work paid off.

After countless drops of sweat and failures, Li Lan completed the drawing for the first time.

When the one hundred and eighth rune was completed, the last stroke fell.

The Purple Sandalwood Spirit Bean flashed a dark green light.

This was the feature that would appear after the drawing was completed, as described in the spell introduction.

He collapsed on the bed as if he had been emptied.

After resting and recovering for a moment.

Li Lan picked up the spirit bean and came outside.

He silently chanted the incantation, then injected mana into the spirit bean and threw it forward.

He saw that the Purple Sandalwood Spirit Bean changed while still in the air.

It quickly took root and sprouted, and between the intertwined branches and leaves, it grew anthropomorphic limbs and a head.

When it landed, a lifelike spirit bean soldier was standing in place.

Its body structure was relatively rough, and its limbs seemed to be pieced together from a few simple wooden strips.

The face only had simple facial contours, and the eyes flickered with a weak mana light.

The equipment was also very simple, and it only wore armor woven from rattan.

It held a purple-gray sandalwood stick in its hand.

The most striking thing was its size, which was only about seven inches tall.

It was far from being as big as Li Lan had seen in the Scattering Beans into Soldiers chapter.

What was going on?

Could it be because the grade of the casting materials was different that caused this?

Li Lan pondered silently, but soon denied this idea.

Whether the casting materials were precious or not would only affect the fighting power of the bean soldier, and would not change its size.

After thinking carefully for a while.

Li Lan vaguely thought of a possibility.

He remembered that when he was drawing the runes before, because he was exhausted, he didn't control his strength well.

As a result, some of the runes differed from those described in the spell introduction.

Perhaps this was the reason for this situation.

This inadvertent mistake suddenly opened up Li Lan's thinking and allowed him to discover a new continent.

If he drew the other runes smaller, wouldn't the summoned bean soldiers be even smaller?

You should know.

In terms of his current strength and realm.

From the beginning, he had never expected the summoned bean soldiers to help in any possible future battles.

Li Lan only hoped to use Scattering Beans into Soldiers to detect danger in advance and avoid it reasonably.

If it was only used for reconnaissance, he naturally wanted the volume to be as small as possible.

Li Lan tried to control it.

He found that this bean soldier was no different from the original except for being smaller.

Every simple command could be executed accurately.

When it sensed a strong danger, it could also transmit a signal to Li Lan in the form of a stinging pain through mental connection.

With the existence of this bean soldier, Li Lan undoubtedly had an extra pair of eyes.

One bean soldier could provide such great help.

If he made more, wouldn't it be like opening God's perspective when he scattered them out?

Thinking of this, Li Lan no longer hesitated.

He cut off the mana and spiritual sense supply and put the bean soldier, which had been transformed back into the size of a little finger, into the storage bag.

He turned around and returned to the bamboo hut and took out the remaining spirit paper and spirit ink.

He began to work overtime to make auxiliary materials for casting Scattering Beans into Soldiers.