The Martial World
E-13 Increases Strength
Le Ming spent half of his concentration on maintaining the integrity of the symbol runes with his true essence, and half of his concentration directed the 'True Primal Chaos Formula' to accelerate the rate of true essence absorption. With these two opposing thoughts in his mind, he failed to write them down!
After five consecutive failures and five piles of materials turned to ashes, Lin Ming realized that he was completely unable to complete the inscription before he ran out of true essence. After spending a long time on this futile effort, he finally cut off the soul force. The seal left in the air shook, and then exploded in a brilliant gleam.
Seeing the beautiful brilliance, Lin Ming felt a piercing pain in his heart. It's money! This is all the money ...
Although he did not expect the first time to be successful, but losing so much gold was difficult for him. The only silver lining was that he had yet to reach the stage where he had to use his rarest and expensive material, the Sky Worm Sutra!
The rest of the ingredients were enough for ten more trials. If he was unable to finish the inscription before that, then he would die broke and unable to continue any further.
The other inscription masters would listen to his thoughts and cough up blood. Want to succeed in ten more attempts? What a fantasy! This was the first time he had tried inscriptions, let alone completing inscriptions in the next ten trials, ordinary inscription students would have difficulty even making a successful line!
Lin Ming gathered the ashes of the remaining materials, and began to tell of his mistake just a moment ago. The memories he inherited from the elder were not wrong, but just the gap of soul force between them was simply too great. He might not even be able to complete a simple inscription.
The inscription technique in the memories of this elder might be considered simple and light by him, but in the Sky Spill continent, it was still an extremely complicated god technique. Once drawn, even the inscription masters of this country would be shocked!
After summarizing the reason for his failure, Lin Ming began to plan countermeasures. He could not increase his own soul force in such a short amount of time, but all he could do was minimize the mistakes he made as much as possible. It was only because every mistake was a waste of soul power. If he made fewer mistakes, then not only would he have more materials and thus money, but more soul power to use.
Thinking like this, Lin Ming gave up on using the materials and instead just practiced using his soul power over and over again like a thoughtless zombie.
The idea is very simple. Using soul power is free and easy for the body. If he practiced the 'True Primal Chaos Formula' well, then he would not lose anything, but could also train at the same time. What could be more perfect! It was as if the two were made for each other.
As long as he did not waste money, then he had no fear! It doesn't matter if he practices 100 times. If that wasn't enough, he would practice 1000 times. If that was not enough, he would practice 10,000 times, or 100,000 times or even millions of times, until the process became a reflex, and then he would not believe that he would fail again!
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The Sky Fortune City. Marshal Headquarters
In Sky Fortune City, the two complexes were considered the most magnificent and beautiful architectural achievements, the Imperial Palace, and the Marshal Headquarters, located in the northwest corner of Sky Fortune City. Marshal Headquarters is three miles from one end to the other, and a thousand steps wide. There is a rocky waterfall with beautiful flowers, and a winding corridor garden, along with countless riverfront pavilions. Absolutely stunning.
Currently, in the library pavilion of Marshal's Quarters, was an old man wearing a long dress and carrying a gilded birdcage. Next to him stood a peaceful-looking girl in white; it was Qin Xingxuan.
“Oh? So there's someone like that out there? Even you were humbly defeated by him? ”
"M." Qin Xingxuan politely nodded. The old man was his teacher, the most prestigious and famous inscription master in Sky Fortune City, Mister Muyi.
Qin Xingxuan had a very good memory; she was actually recounting the events that had happened, even every word of Lin Ming. After the old man listened, his expression became even more dignified. At first he assumed that his young pupil was in love and was unpretentious about a boy he liked, but it seemed like he was really inferior. Moreover, the youngster's knowledge was too rich and experienced; it couldn't possibly come from someone in Sky Fortune Kingdom, but rather some ancient masters from other, more advanced lands.
After he finished, he also described how Lin Ming drew foundation lines and symbols easily and smoothly. It's not something he's capable of.
“Being able to draw the foundation line with soul force, but also not stopping and still being able to understand the intricacies of the energy of each point....what is this?” Muyi said in surprise.
“You're absolutely sure he's 15 or 16?”
"Yes." Yeah." Qin Xingxuan replied with certainty.
“Excellent, outstanding!” Muyi sighed, “A very small age and he had already achieved this feat. It was amazing; it was the first time in my life to see a heaven challenging young talent! I thought I would only hear about a genius like this in legends. But I'm even more curious about who this brat's master will be. ” Muyi thought in vain. In his mind, he considered the entire Sky Fortune Kingdom, and even some nearby countries, but he was unable to think of a hidden inscription master that could compare to this elder.
Although Muyi could not think of anyone, in terms of inscription knowledge he was considered a leading expert in the Sky Fortune Kingdom, in terms of inscription knowledge, and even in the neighboring country he would be better compared to their own inscription masters. But compared to this mysterious elder, he was unable to tell that he had any chance of winning!
Muyi said, “I can't think of anyone capable of teaching such a talented disciple. But if I were to guess, then the young man master might be from an ancient clan. "
"Customer klan?" Qin Xinghuan was shocked. The Sky Spill Continent was vast, and had thousands or millions of years of ancient clan traditions. These clans had profound and profound legacies and legacies!
For example, only the newest clan of the Sky Fortune Kingdom had established the Seven Profound Martial Houses. They were the Seven Profound Valleys. They might have their own masters and secret legacies.
Twelve years ago, the elders of the Seven Profound Valleys arrived at Sky Fortune Kingdom, and even the Imperial Family had to respect. Master Qin Xingxuan, Master Muyi, was considered the top inscription master in the country, but to a large clan, he was nothing special.
Muyi said, “Xingxuan, if you see him next time, be sure to ask him to stay so that I can introduce myself personally. This young man is not that simple. Even if he had a master who came from an ancient clan, for him to possess this level of ability was a heavenly challenge in this day and age. Also, be polite to him and treat him with respect. His master was a person with unimaginable skill, one that could not be ignored by the entire capital of Sky Fortune; or was able to offend. "
"Yes sir."
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As the day passed, Lin Ming tore another page from the calendar. Lin Ming had practiced inscriptions every day. Every kind of symbol and line and rune had been practiced somehow many times, and each was imprinted in his heart.
Using soul power day and night was exhausting his soul and mind, so his eyes were always red from exhaustion. His true essence had long been squeezed. He was like a lamp without oil. But he's got some benefits. Lin Ming discovered that in addition to the advances in inscription techniques, his perception became increasingly sensitive.
Now that he was still cutting in the Great Clarity Pavilion, but even if it was a second-rate ferocious beast, Lin Ming could easily see the entire structure of that beast, avoiding its bones, he said, and let his knife smoothly follow the solid flesh of a second level ferocious beast. Lin Ming only needed a stick of incense to be completely finished!
At a terrifying speed, the staff of the Great Clarity Pavilion were initially stunned and distrusted, but upon seeing it, they became numb from disbelief. Now in the Great Clarity Pavilion, Lin Ming had a much higher status. The working hours are optional and even the rush hour is optional! His salary was no less than that of master chefs!
With such treatment, any employee would be satisfied. And even though Lin Ming had the privilege, he still continued to cut stones for two hours per day. It was also a form of exercise for him; deboning was a good way to utilize the utilization of soul force.
However, Lin Ming soon found himself unable to work for two hours. There were not enough ferocious beasts in the entire Great Clarity Pavilion. Indeed, all the stock of warehouse items had already been sliced and prepared by Lin Ming. When Sister Lan, who was responsible for checking the kitchen every day, went to the ice warehouse, she saw that all the ferocious beasts had turned into neat piles of flesh and bones. Not only that, but each piece has a uniform size and marble. Sister Lan was naturally speechless.
This boy is just a machine!
Finally, it was the last ten days of the first month. Lin Ming had prepared his mind and material. It's time to start the inscription once again!