The Martial World
E-12 Inscription,Come!
“Hey you, stop! Stop, did you hear me! Do you know who he is ?! ” Senior Brother Elder shouted in disbelief. Although it was not evident from just looking at Qin Xingxuan's cold expression, but since they were closest friends, she knew what the poor girl was thinking. How could he let this little******* get away with hurting his best friend? Why should men always be this cruel and reckless? This is what scholars call the true miscarriage of justice!
This man is truly an example of the hatred of the entire human race. Let alone Xingxuan's most amazing beauty, even if a random girl taken from the Sitar Department were to be presented, she would cause the horde of men to run like dogs. This boy doesn't know his own limits!
To anyone who had simply rejected Qin Xingxuan like that was just another day; this was definitely a dream!
Lin Ming's heart was grieving. He definitely knew who Qin Xingxuan was, but it wasn't like he could reveal his plans, so he tried to discuss this topic, "Senior Brother, I really have something I have to do, I'm not lying to you.
"Who do you call your Elder Senior Brother******little? Look, I'm not going to argue with you about such a small matter, so I'm going to show you a little grace and lend you some servants to do whatever you need to do, however insignificant it may be. ” Old Senior Brother stood in front of Lin Ming with a strong hand on his waist and blocked him from leaving. Although his family background was not as grand as Qin Xingxuan, he also came from an aristocratic family, and sending some servants to deal with the matters in Sky Fortune City was simplicity itself.
Lin Ming was at a loss for words, this girl was too arrogant and haughty, she said, "My business is cultivation, I just don't have any spare time in these next few months."
Senior Elder Brother wanted to say something, but Qin Xingxuan interjected, "Let this disciple go, maybe his master called for him."
In Qin Xingxuan's mind, with Lin Ming's achievements at his young age, he must have focused most of his life's attention on diligent practice. In this case, it was only natural that his mysterious master would arrange harsh lessons for him every day.
Hearing these words, Lin Ming felt relief in his heart. Although she had told the truth, and she was only a little more mentally mature compared to these two beautiful women, she could not relax because of their incredible strength and background. With just a single word, they could destroy it!
As Lin Ming prepared to leave, Qin Xingxuan smiled and said, “My name is Qin Xingxuan, if fellow students are ever done with his cultivation and have some free time, please, please come to Marshal Headquarters to find me. Your presence will always be welcome. ”
Lin Ming paused in his steps, and told him his name, "Lin Ming."
Then Lin Ming left. Gazing at his departing back, Qin Xingxuan could only sigh. What kind of character is used to spell his name? Is Lin like in the forest, and Ming like in the bright? With just these two characters, there would be too many duplicates in Sky Fortune City.
How did he find her in this town?
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As he returned from the Seven Profound Martial Houses, Lin Ming had decided what he needed. The Sky Fortune Kingdom did produce the Sky Worm Sutra, but it was mostly used for instruments. With his martial arts background, it was difficult for him to find and buy. However, he could ask Lin Xiaodong to ask the family to buy some, because a large family would definitely have musicians and it would be easy to obtain as long as one paid the market price.
From the 'Heavenly Zither List', Lin Ming could tell the approximate price of the Sky Worm Sutra was around 20 taels of gold per foot. Although it did not sound too expensive, it was because the Sky Worm Silk was extremely thin and light. If it is calculated in weight, it is no exaggeration to say that it takes more than 10,000 taels of gold to buy a pound!
Lin Ming only had 70 taels of gold, so he could buy three feet. At the trade fair he had spent 800 taels of gold to buy a pile of materials, but just three feet of the Sky Worm Sutra would cost 60 taels of gold. This three-foot-tall silk was undoubtedly light, and it only proved that it was extremely expensive.
Lin Ming attached a calendar to his bedpost with a page equal to the number of days remaining. He'll rip one off every day. The first month he would spend practicing inscription techniques, and the other two months he would buy the medicines he needed and then cultivate like a madman! He believed that with potions and pills, he would be able to break through the First Stage of Body Transformation, and might even reach the peak of the Second Stage!
If he could reach the peak of the Second Stage, even if he could not exceed Zhu Yan, at least he would not suffer a huge loss.
After using his true essence to practice hundreds of times, Lin Ming finally began a formal step for inscriptions involving materials. This was how most inscription masters began, but Lin Ming did not have the luxury to casually waste the materials he had! He should treat every precious effort with great care. With this pile of materials costing 800 taels of gold, he had to take out at least one decent inscription!
Because in the process of making the inscription, one had to control the engraving mark by using their soul force to draw the energy structure. Lin Ming's soul strength had been measured as a child, and it was also a third-grade soul power.
Third-rate soul power and third-rate martial talent could be considered decent. For an aristocratic family with no history of martial arts, it was good, but it was clearly not near the top.
Martial artists in the Body Transformation stage did not have much reason to use their soul power, so this was the first time Lin Ming had utilized this form of energy. He began to exert his soul power according to the memories found in the soul fragment. He circulated this soul force within his body, familiarized it, and moved it with his mind.
All living beings have soul power, but being able to consciously move it is something that most people do not dare to achieve. It requires a formula of soul law, and requires rigorous practice every day. Many inscription masters had managed to memorize the basic types of symbols and structures, but if the time they studied the soul law formula was insufficient, it would result in them being unable to use soul power. If one cannot use the power of the soul, then the material cannot be used. As a result, they did not even have the qualifications to waste these items!
As soon as Lin Ming started twisting the soul law formula, a deep feeling of peace came from the memory of the soul fragment; it filled it with a familiar sensation. The soul law formula he used, the elder who had that memory, must have used it many times before his death. With this kind of familiar feeling, it was as if Lin Ming had practiced inscription techniques his entire life, and he felt his fatigue fade away. Not only that, but most of his soul power was preserved and he did not have to worry about the negative influence of the memories.
He gently stretched out his hand and an invisible soul force began to pull at the roots of the Sky Wind Grass and suck out the juice. Using his mind, Lin Ming began to practice turning the juice into various shapes under his control; sometimes he made it into thin threads, sometimes he condensed it into clear bubbles.
This level of ease even caused Lin Ming to be shocked. He knew that in the cheap manual, it was mentioned that for those who could utilize the soul law formula, those who had a talent of perception from birth only needed one month, which was the case, those with lesser talent can train for half a year and still not get results.
Each inscription master had their own personal soul law formula. Soul law formulas naturally had different ranks, as some were worse and some were better. Thus, the inscription masters by themselves considered their own soul law formula with great love and care! It was something that they probably would not even pass down to their disciples, as the soul law formula would directly affect the ability to utilize soul power. That was the most important to an inscription master!
Without a shadow of a doubt, the 'Broast Soul Tactics' in the elder's memories were at the peak of the soul law formula! Even the greatest inscription masters of the Sky Spill Continent were nothing but little hicks compared to these great elders.
Adding that Lin Ming had a familiarity with the law soul formula that came from memory, in practice a third grade soul power talent was equivalent to a fourth grade talent, or maybe even a fifth grade! This was a precious technique that had been left behind by memories!
His five fingers easily formed a simple seal, and waves of soul force entered a drop of Sky Wind Grass juice. Lin Ming's fingers drew a line in the air that shone with a glittering light. The soul force interacted with the juice of the Sky Wind Grass and quickly merged into fun and mystical runes.
The rune was smaller than a fingernail, yet it contained a complex energy. Even within the same runes, due to the subtle differences in form, technique, soul force power, and other factors, ten thousand inscription masters would have ten thousand different manifestations. And in it there will be those with a lower or greater depth. Lin Ming did not know whether the rune symbol he had created was trash or treasure, but he was still satisfied with the result.
He started making the next rune symbol. He had only used half a drop of the Sky Wind Grass juice, so he still had half a drop left. His fingers twisted as he formed another seal, and began to condense his soul force by half falling onto another seal. However as soon as the seal flickered, there was a slight mutter in Lin Ming's soul force which caused a decrease in output. Lin Ming could only stare as half a drop of the liquid turned into floating ash.
Lin Ming could only sigh and bite his tongue. It takes about a jin of root to make that drop, and it costs a few taels of gold for that root. For the general public, it is the monthly income of the entire family.
It was hard to imagine, but for those who had just started studying inscription techniques, it was impossible for their soul force to be stable, and thus failure was an everyday occurrence, and success was a true miracle.
In the blink of an eye, a few taels of gold had evaporated into the air. In one day, it was easy to spend several hundred gold taels to practice inscription techniques. It really costs money! With a sense of failure still fresh in his mouth, Lin Ming became even more cautious. He moved his finger again to form a seal, and one by one, more inscriptions emerged from his hand. Of course, he failed more often than he succeeded, but as time went on the number of failures began to decrease.
As Ling Ming produced more runes, he began to discover that his meager soul force was too weak, and this was related to the First Stage of Body Transformation. Even with the top-tier 'True Primal Chaos Formula' and 'Compant Soul Tactics' supporting him, he couldn't continue any longer.
Using such a small soul force, Lin Ming could not form runes as easily as he could before. Moreover, more mistakes began to be seen in it due to the lack of soul power, and with every mistake that occurred, it also wasted soul power!
As his soul force became increasingly inferior, Lin Ming's inscription process was only at the halfway point. However he began to have difficulty in maintaining soul force, and without him feeling, the soul force in his body had become too exhausted and waves of dizziness passed through him. The runes in front of him started to tremble, as they were on the verge of collapse!
Lin Ming's heart surged, and he quickly stabilized his soul force. In a flash his palms were sweating. He almost made a mess! How many taels of gold will vanish !?
But Lin Ming could see a shining golden pot at the end of the sweat-covered rainbow. He barged in!