Chapter 1547 Divine Writers Guild

The first thousand five hundred and forty-seven chapters of the Divine Writers Guild

It is better to beg for yourself. Lin Ming has to go all the way to the Nine Stars in the Taoist Palace, and his dependence on the medicinal pills is too great. The medicinal materials used in the Nine Stars of the Taoist Palace are more precious than the other. It is extremely difficult to refine them. , it is difficult for non-refining masters to complete.

It is not easy to ask a master alchemist to make a move. In addition, the nine stars of the Taoist palace often use ancient elixir recipes. Many pharmacists do not know how to refine this kind of elixir. It took a certain amount of time to get familiar with it, which made it even more difficult. The master of medicine might not be willing to spend this time, so nothing was as convenient as Lin Ming's own medicine.

"Divine Writer... Alchemist... Maybe I really think about learning it."

Lin Ming muttered to himself, and at this moment, a light of fire lit up in front of him. It was a sound transmission from Yueluxing.

The general idea is that both she and her brother have completed the assessment of divine writing.

Yue Liuxing was rated as a fourth-grade inscription master and an apprentice of divine literature.

Yue Qiufeng was rated as a third-grade inscription master and an apprentice of divine literature.

Yue Liuxing's voice in the sound transmission, with excitement and joy, is obviously very satisfied with the evaluation result, and the two of them have a high talent evaluation, and they are fortunate to be accepted as disciples by an elder of the Divinity Master Guild, although temporarily They are just ordinary disciples, but if they behave well in the future, they will be upgraded to direct disciples, and then they can completely inherit the mantle of the elder.

At that time, Yueluxing and Yueqiufeng will become the hottest characters of the major forces!

At the end of the sound transmission, Yue Liuxing wanted to invite Lin Ming to visit the Divine Writers Guild.

This was exactly what Lin Ming was thinking. He also wanted to see what the scene of the Divine Writer Guild was like.

The tower where the Shenwen Master Guild is located is surrounded by a faint medicinal fragrance all year round. In the air around the tower, sometimes unpredictable divine inscriptions are looming. Many warriors who came to Shenwen City for the first time stopped here to watch, and their eyes Full of amazement and awe.

When Lin Ming came to the Shenwen Pagoda, he found that there were warriors waiting in line for the test. All of these people were very skilled, and there were even quite a few of them. In Lin Ming's opinion, they were worthy of the words "Young Junjie". Lin Ming rated him as a young and handsome man, so at least he could get along in the holy land of ordinary realm kings.

"What is this doing?"

Lin Ming saw that the test content of these young heroes was similar to the Ten Thousand Killing Formation of the Seven Profound Martial Palace.

"Brother Lin, here!"

At this moment, Lin Ming heard a beautiful female voice. He turned his head and saw that the person calling him was Yue Liuxing. She waved to Lin Ming in the crowd and asked him to come over.

Beside Yue Liuxing, there is Yue Qiufeng, and there is a soul clan man.

This soul clan man was in the middle stage of Divine Sovereign cultivation. Lin Ming guessed that he was not very old. It was quite rare for him to have such a cultivation at this age.

"Let me introduce to you, this is my senior brother, the fifth-grade inscription master, the third-grade divine inscription master Luo Yubai Luo, the most outstanding direct disciple of my master, who just passed the third-grade divine inscription teacher last year!"

Yue Liuxing introduced to Lin Ming with some admiration, especially when she mentioned "personal disciples" and "third-grade divine writers", her eyes could not conceal the color of envy, yearning, and reverence.

In Shenwen City, the grades of inscription masters are divided into twelve grades, and the divine inscription masters are divided into nine grades. It is not difficult to improve the grade of inscription masters.

And it is too difficult to upgrade the grade of the divine writer.

On Inner Shura Road, I had heard of the 12th grade inscription master, but I had never heard of the 9th grade divine inscription master.

In fact, the Eighth-Rank Divine Writer is already a legend, and the Ninth-Rank Divine Writer only existed in the ancient times billions of years ago.

It is precisely because of such a difficult upgrade system that Yue Liuxing is full of envy and yearning when he mentions the third-grade divine writer. The third-grade divine writer is enough to receive the courtesy of a major force, especially Luo Yubai's outstanding talent and future prospects. Unlimited, it is very likely to become a sixth-grade divine writer, which makes many great realm kings very friendly when they meet Luo Yubai, and treat Luo Yubai as his junior

Lin Ming glanced at Luo Yubai. This man was indeed an outstanding man. He looked like twenty-three or four-year-old on the surface. The heaven is full and the pavilion is all round." The prince was born with this appearance, and he wanted to be the emperor.

On his right eye, he wears a small round lens, which looks like glasses. In fact, it is a magic tool commonly used by divine scriptures to analyze the structure of divine scriptures. The clothes on his body are black and white ink robes, white is the base, and black ink outlines the lines, and these lines are the patterns of divine runes, which look handsome and handsome.

"Hello."

Lin Ming greeted him politely. Luo Yubai glanced at Lin Ming indifferently, but before he could say anything, Lin Ming suddenly felt a secret feeling on him, and he was about to dive into the sea of ​​his spirit and the inner world of his body. , I want to see him thoroughly!

Lin Ming's heart froze, and he immediately invoked the power of the Rubik's Cube a little bit. In addition to the "Shen Miao Heart Art" he had learned, it concealed the inner world and the spiritual sea, and Luo Yubai only saw an illusion.

Although in Luo Yubai's realm, he couldn't see through the secrets of Lin Ming's inner world, but no one liked the feeling of being peeped at by others. It was basic courtesy for a warrior to come into contact with a warrior.

Of course Luo Yubai knew this, but he was a divine writer and a soul clan. He was extremely good at perception. Under normal circumstances, a human warrior of the same rank would not be able to detect his perception, not to mention Lin Ming's realm. lower than him.

Luo Yubai didn't find anything special about Lin Ming, so he ignored Lin Ming. Lin Ming's identity as a human race made Luo Yubai not interested in communicating with him at all.

He pushed the lens at the corner of his eye, and asked Yue Liuxing lightly, "Are these two your friends?"

"Yes... yes."

Yue Liuxing was a little embarrassed when she saw that Luo Yubai had no smile on his face.

"Well... it's best not to bring irrelevant people to the Divine Writers Guild in the future. Forget it this time."

Luo Yubai said with real yuan voice transmission, but he didn't say it directly.

But his expression and the lofty meaning in his gestures made Xiao Moxian frown. She probably guessed what Luo Yubai said to Yueluxing at the end, otherwise Yueluxing would not be so embarrassed .

"Who is this?" Little Moxian pouted, Yue Liuxing froze there, full of apologetic expressions.

Lin Ming didn't take it seriously, he said lightly, "The other party is a handsome man from the Divine Writers Guild, and he has a sense of superiority in his bones. Unless someone is very outstanding, it will be difficult for him to catch his eye."

Luo Yubai's indifferent response to Lin Ming was not surprising, because Yue Liuxing's own status was insignificant, and he was considered a relatively low-level figure in the Divine Writers Guild, and the friends she invited were neither Divine Writers nor souls. Clan, the cultivation base is still the peak of the initial stage of the gods, how could it be treated?

"The heir of a prince and aristocrat, one day, a concubine in this noble family who has no status, invited his own 'hupenggouyou' - at least in the eyes of the prince, he is a 'hupenggouyou', you expect the prince to treat the 'hupenggouyou' with courtesy It's impossible to treat each other, they don't even bother to show, because he will feel that these people are of no value to them, which is what we see in his eyes now."

Lin Ming said these words through sound transmission of true essence, and Xiao Moxian felt displeased when he heard it, "It's really a dog's eyes to see people low, I can beat ten people like this!"

"There should be more than ten." Lin Ming smiled slightly, "But in terms of the inscription technique, he can probably beat me a hundred times."

Lin Ming said with a self-deprecating laugh, this is not because he is humble, it is true.

When Xiao Moxian heard this, he was also worried about Lin Ming, "Then how do you want to learn? Learning this stuff should be time-consuming."

"That's right, but I don't plan to take the conventional method, I have other methods of my own. I have little contact with the divine arts, so I can't judge the exact time to learn it, but I believe that the speed of my study of divine arts will be faster than that of the divine arts. Others are at least a hundred times faster."

Lin Ming said confidently, Xiao Moxian was a little stunned, a hundred times?

What others have learned in a hundred years, Lin Ming only takes one year?

"Sister Yue Xiaowu, how old is your brother Luo?" Lin Ming was concerned about how many years it took Luo Yubai to become a third-rank divine writer.

Yue Liuxing thought for a while and said, "It seems to be around four hundred years old..."

"More than 400 years old. Could it be that it took him 400 years to learn the divine arts?" Lin Ming frowned slightly. Although he was confident that he would learn divine arts quickly, it would take four hundred years to become a third-rank divine scholar. Years are too long.

"How can it be that long? Senior Brother Luo only started contacting the divine arts in the Divine Sovereign Realm. He has studied it for about seventy or eighty years in total. Learning divine arts is a waste of time, and requires a high level of soul power for support. Many warriors are It is to practice martial arts first, and then learn the divine arts, and my brother and I are like this, so we are only apprentices in divine arts so far, and for a long time in the future, we will also focus on cultivation.”

"I see!"

Lin Ming knew in his heart that when a martial artist was young, it was the best time to practice martial arts. When a martial artist was in his teens or tens of years, he was in a race against time. The more thorough the excavation, the greater the achievements in the future. If too much energy is invested in the divine arts at this time, the gains will outweigh the losses.

"From seventy to eighty years to a third-rank divine writer, it is acceptable."

Lin Ming kept thinking about the time it would take for him to learn the divine arts.

If Luo Yubai, a genius in divine writing, spent seven or eighty years to become a third-grade divine writing master, then his speed was a hundred times faster, and he might be able to complete it in ten months.

Of course, for Lin Ming, a third-rank divine inscription master was far from enough. He had to become a divine inscription master, and he also had to practice medicine. Only in this way could Lin Ming be able to refine the medicine pills from the Nine Stars Taoist Palace himself.

... (to be continued) []