It was almost dawn before Ning'an finished work, walked out of the woods, and walked straight towards the wooden house.

Today is an important day for him. If he is selected into a real wooden house, he will probably accumulate enough tribute in less than two years to participate in the opening ceremony. It is said that the younger the age, the higher the success rate of opening the spirit.

Not long after, when I walked into the yard, dozens of teenagers had already arrived here first, and people were constantly coming in. At this moment, they were whispering in groups of two or three, discussing something in a slight voice.

Ning An glanced at the crowd, touched his nose, and walked to a remote corner and stayed silently

Half an hour later, more and more people were in the yard, and dozens of teenagers who had rarely seen appeared here

"I guess these people are the ones who have been working in the wooden house." Ning An glanced at the strange faces, most of them looked proud.

Perhaps because he came from a remote village, he was always not in a good mood with this group of joking teenagers. Over time, he got used to being alone.

Not long after, the crowd began to move towards Master Lu, and a few feet away from him, he consciously formed a semicircle. Ning An also stood up and walked slowly over, standing at the corner.

At this time, the sun had just emerged from the ground. Master Lu, who had been sitting quietly, looked up at Hongri and said lightly, "The rotation once every six months, at this moment, as the previous rules, if you want to enter the wooden house, you must take out 200 points of tribute. If you don't want to participate, leave quickly."

After Master Lu finished speaking, he found that two or three people left the team, and then he took out a picture album from his arms and continued to say, "Go forward to collect the pictures in turn. Those who complete within ten days can enter the wooden house. Those who have exceeded the time will be eliminated. If more than twenty-five people complete, they will get the best quality. Okay, let's start."

As soon as the words were finished, the crowd suddenly started to stir up, but they still walked over one by one in rough order.

After almost a stick of incense, Ning An finally stood in front of Master Lu, took off the waist card, and handed it over with both hands.

"Take it." Master Lu took the waist card, reached out to touch it on the surface, and handed it back to Ning'an along with a piece of three or four feet long wood and a picture album.

This piece of wood is obviously different from ordinary wood. It is emerald green all over. Golden filaments of more than a short length are arranged in a staggered and inlaid on its surface. Under the sunlight, it is so bright that it is dazzling.

After taking the item, Ning An turned around and walked to a wooden horse, and gently weighed the wooden block in his hand. The wood was three fingers thick, but it was almost no weight. It was extremely light and it was as gentle as jade, emitting a calm fragrance.

"Golden silk wood is as warm as white jade, with the effect of calming spirit and luck." Ning An looked at the text on the picture album and murmured to himself, "Even if this thing fails, it is very good to use it, no wonder it is worth 200 tributes."

Looking through the picture album carefully, whenever I frown and think about it whenever I see a difficult point, I frown and think for a while. It has only been a whole morning that Ning An has finished reading it all without missing a single point. When I raise my head, I can't help but feel dizzy.

At this time, most of the teenagers in the yard had already started to make the work, but curses came from time to time. Obviously, some steps failed.

To make this rosary, roughly look, it is divided into three steps: cutting, finding circles, grinding angles, and subdividing them, there are 12 steps in total. Only a few steps can make a little mistake, most of them cannot be mistaken at all, but they are extremely difficult.

Ning An turned his wrist and placed the golden silk wood horizontally and vertically, stuck it in the cracks in the Trojan horse to fix it firmly

Then I picked up the wooden ruler and put it next to the green wood to measure it carefully. After a long time, I roughly divided it into twenty-one sections.

"In other words, you can fail three times." Ning An rubbed his nose, with a hint of solemnity in his eyes, and said to himself, "Try not to fail once. As long as you hand over eighteen pieces, the remaining golden silk wood can be left for your own use."

After taking a deep breath, Ning An began to make it. He sometimes frowned and sometimes smiled.

But it is obvious that the frowning time will take longer. Except for eating and sleeping, I stay in this wooden house for all my time.

As time went by, four or five days later, nearly half of the teenagers in the yard ended in failure, and they all stood by and watched the other people work in an ugly look.

Two or three days later, there were less than ten people left in the yard. Many arrogant teenagers looked a little dismal at this time, and obviously they could not accept the result of failure.

Ning An was surrounded by more than a dozen young men, pointing and pointing at the side, but due to the rules of banning sound, he just whispered softly, and his words were almost indescribable.

"This young man who doesn't usually speak, I didn't expect that his skills are so superb. I underestimated him before, and it seems that this person may have entered the wooden house." A thin boy tilted his head and said to the side in a low voice.

"Yes, but it's hard to say. The more you go to the back, the harder it is. It's almost a mistake. It's hard to make a round rosary. I just did the third last step. When I looked for a circle on one side, the hacksaw suddenly collapsed and cut a gap directly." Another handsome boy shook his head and said, shaking his head.

"You have done the tenth step? Yes, I wasted all the materials in the sixth step. No, you have to tell me more experience in the future. When the wooden house rotates next time, you might go in." The thin boy showed a hint of surprise.

"It's still early. I've been wasting all the materials and arrived at the tenth step. You don't even look at it. The remaining few people have at least eighteen pieces of materials, especially this taciturn boy, who is about to finish it. He hasn't failed once. I'm too far away." The handsome boy shook his head and said.

"Oh, I don't know why the pattern used in this rotation is so difficult. It turns out that many people in the wooden house failed." The thin young young man sighed, with a helpless look on his face.

"It is said that every few years, the immortals in the mountains will come here once, recruit some school children and make the immortal artifacts, but only select a few people from the wooden artifact house. I heard that many people come here for this. After all, if you have the fate of immortals, you can still practice this craft slowly. Maybe you will be attracted by the immortals and go to make the immortal artifacts." The handsome young man glanced at the left and right and said in a low voice.

"Ah? There is still this? Why don't I know where you heard it?" After the thin boy was puzzled, he showed a sudden look on his face. "Oh, no wonder you have been working like this recently and don't fight crickets with me anymore."

As the two whispered beads next to them, Ning An's face was covered with sweat, and he stared at the rosary that had become a round shape in front of him.

"It's finally the last step." Ning An raised his cuffs, wiped his sweat beads, revealing a hint of excitement.

Gently pick up the rosary and pass a small iron rod through it. Ning An swayed the turntable next to him with one hand, and the iron rod connected to the bearing slowly turned

Seeing the rosary also rotated at a constant speed, Ning An nodded, picked up a hollow small iron cylinder with his other hand, and leaned towards the rosary.

Suddenly, a "hissing" sounded, and most of the rosary was wrapped in the iron pillar, and the excess part rubbed sharply with the iron pillar.

If it is ordinary wood, this step is very simple. You just need to rotate the turntable at a constant speed. Using this iron column, you can easily grind the rosary into a perfect circle.

However, this golden silk wood that is extremely light to the touch is actually extremely hard. Every time you turn, you can see sparks appear, especially the golden threads on it, which cannot be polished at all, so you can only be careful to avoid it

This step took almost more than an hour to finally be ground. After Ning An completely smoothed the burrs on the surface of the beads, a golden green bead appeared.

Thin golden lines raised slightly on their surfaces. After gently rubbing them in your hands, an extremely comfortable feeling came.

Ning An chuckled, put away the rosary and began to polish the next one

On the afternoon of the last day, Ning An finally made twenty rosary beads. The remaining section was put away by him and prepared to make it into a small wooden sign to hang it on his chest in the future.

After knocking on his legs that were sore, Ning An looked back and saw that through the crowd around him, he found that there were still a few people working hard.

He thought for a moment, then sat cross-legged and slowly closed his eyes

Two hours later, Master Lu took out a delicate little bell and tapped gently.

With a light bell, Ning An stood up and walked slowly to Master Lu.

When we got closer, we noticed that there were only seven people around us. There were still seven people standing in front of Master Lu, and the rest stood in the distance and watched with a strong sense of reluctance and envy in their eyes.

Ning An was at the end quietly, waiting calmly. Since only seven people made this rosary, he thought that even if his quality was not very good, he should be able to pass it.

"Okay, please return the rosary in turn." Master Lu looked at the remaining people, with no strangeness in his eyes, as if he had known this result for a long time.

When the man heard this, he took two steps forward, carefully handed over the rosary, and then showed a nervous expression.

"Hehe, little guy, are you trying to cheat me? These eighteen rosary beads are like dogs, why do you have the confidence to take them out?" Master Lu reached out to take them, just glanced at them, and then smiled.

"Master Lu, it's not that the younger generation is incompetent. The main reason is that the golden thread is too hard and can only be avoided. This makes it seem bumpy." The person who handed over the rosary was unwilling to accept it and muttered.

"Why are there so much nonsense? Next?" Master Lu threw away the rosary and waved his hand impatiently.

The one in the back suddenly turned red and said to Master Lu, "The things I made in juniors probably have many problems, so Master Lu won't have to read them."

When I arrived at the third place, Master Lu finally felt a little satisfied. "Although the quality is not good, there are still many flaws, but you can barely pass the test."

Next until Ning'an, only one person passed the qualification. In front of everyone, Ning'an walked up calmly and handed over the rosary one by one.

Master Lu took it with an expressionless face. After glanced at it, he was stunned for a moment, and then he looked around carefully. After a long time, he smiled with one hand and said, "I finally saw a qualified one. Yes, every rosary has met the requirements. Not only is there any flawlessness, but every golden wire is fully highlighted. OK, very good."

Hearing Master Lu's comment, the crowd around him suddenly lost his voice, and the eyes of Ning An looked at him with a hint of unknown meaning.

"Thank you, Master Lu for your praise, I'm just lucky." Ning An smiled

"Okay, it's all gone. The three qualified people today will go directly to the wooden house tomorrow." Master Lu put away the rosary, said lightly, and then closed his eyes again.
Chapter completed!