Soon, Wang Xuanji found that many of the drawing techniques used by this young man were not from the Tianyun Countrys Mingwen School, and some of his techniques looked more complex, but were incredibly smooth.
"This young mans school is not a sect of Tianyun Country!" said the middle-aged man.
"Hmm, and this school is probably far more advanced than ours."
One after another, the colorful lights burst in mid-air, and the intersecting light tracks left a bright afterimage on everyones iris. Wang Yuhan held her breath, pouring all her spiritual energy into each of the inscriptions, carefully feeling every subtle change in energy within them.
When drawing talismans, the subtle changes in energy intensity are the most difficult to grasp, and a slight mistake can lead to failure. However, such changes seem to be instinctively precise and flawless in that young mans hands. Those intricate and beautiful talismanic symbols were like freehand flowers and birds under a painters brush, about to take flight.
At first, Wang Yuhan still had the thought of being afraid of being surpassed by this young man and hoping that he would not pass the assessment. However, later on, she was thoroughly convinced and instead hoped that this perfection could continue without any flaws or defects.
This mentality is just like a musician yearning to hear the heavenly music, or a painter longing to see the eternal masterpiece. Only with this mentality can one abandon all distractions and pursue the ultimate in a certain field.
Seeing this focused and meticulous young man, Wang Yuheng suddenly seemed to understand why her progress in the art of memory had been slowing down lately. It was because she was too concerned about Qin Xingxuan, afraid that this girl who was half a year younger than her would catch up with her.
Now, seeing Lin Mings perfect inscription technique, she suddenly realized that this vast continent was boundless, with geniuses as numerous as the grains of sand in the Ganges River. Her own pride in being the number one inscription genius of Tianyun Country was meaningless if she worried about whether Qin Xuan had surpassed her.
What she wants to pursue is not to surpass Qin Xuan, but to transcend herself. What she wants to pursue is not the number one genius of Tianyun Country, Mingwen Tiancai, but the ultimate of Mingwen technique itself.
Time passed minute by minute, and the number of talismans in front of Lin Ming grew more and more. The layered talismans flickered on and off in mid-air, as if they had a life of their own, pulsing with a rhythmic breathing motion. Lin Ming was now extremely skilled at drawing powerful talismans, and his cultivation base at the peak of the second stage of the Flesh Body allowed him to have enough true essence to support the entire process of drawing, no longer needing to persist in bitter struggle like he had several months ago.
Today, Lin Mings drawing was exceptionally smooth. He devoted his whole heart and soul to the drawing of the Rune Symbol, almost forgetting that this was an assessment. Until he finished drawing all the Rune Symbols, dozens of dazzling symbols flashed one after another, and then under Lin Mings Soul Force, they perfectly merged into a single entity, finally condensing into a one-inch square Flame Symbol.
Lin Ming did not draw out a talisman this time, but instead directly picked up the long sword on the table. With a single point of his finger, the Lin character talisman fell heavily onto the sword like a seal, and with a "hiss" sound, an additional mysterious and ancient symbol appeared on the sword. Its appearance was like that of raging flames.
Its done.
Looking at the long sword in Lin Mings hand, Wang Xingyu couldnt help but sigh in her heart. The flame runes that fell on the sword naturally flowed out with a momentum, and if one immersed their soul force, they could feel the true yuan flowing within, as if it were breathing.
Wang Xuanji could confirm that this was a perfect talisman, only it was drawn with the true yuan of the second heavy practice, and he didnt know how many times the amplification ability of this talisman could reach.
The engraving pattern of the amplification instrument is not the sharpness of the amplification instrument, but the rotation of the true yuan in the amplification. If the engraving pattern is on the talisman paper, no one can determine how much the amplification is. If it is engraved on the instrument, an experienced engraving master can inject true yuan into the instrument and feel the amplification of the engraving pattern on the instrument by controlling whether the true yuan flows through or not.
Wang Xuanji held the long sword in his hand, with true yuan pouring into it. He closed his eyes and carefully sensed, and after a moment, he opened his eyes, although he had been prepared in his heart, he was still greatly shocked.
The amplification of this inscription has reached three tenths and two parts, which is a master-level standard!
"Threefold increase in true yuan...!" Wang Xuanji exclaimed.
"Huh?" The middle-aged man raised an eyebrow, taking the long sword over. It was already quite difficult for a beginner to cultivate the inscription technique to a 20% increase in power, but this young man had actually managed to achieve a 32% increase. To think that every step forward after exceeding 20% would be especially arduous.
This middle-aged man had been an examiner for many years, and his evaluation of the bronze inscriptions was even more accurate than Wang Xuanjis. Soon he came up with a more precise result: "between 30% to 33%."
He put down the long sword and re-examined Lin Ming. Where did this little guy come from? Could he be a disciple of the sect? But why would a disciple of the sect come to the small place of Tianyun Citys Mingshi Public House to apply for a Mingshi verification?
"Congratulations, Lin Ming, you passed the assessment." said Wang Xuanji.
"Thank you, President."
"Hmm, so are you willing to join our Tianyun City Inscription Guild?" Wang Xuanji asked casually, thinking that this kind of noble young master would not possibly stoop to joining the Tianyun City Inscription Guild. He must be politely declining, but unexpectedly Lin Ming nodded and said: "Im willing."
"Oh?" Wang Xuan raised an eyebrow, "You want to join our Rune Master Guild?"
"Yeah, Im here for this assessment precisely because of that."
"This way......" Wang Xuanji was puzzled in her heart and couldnt understand Lin Mings approach.
"Hmm, I wont hide it from you, President. I joined the Rune Scribe Guild to earn points and buy materials."
Buy materials? The materials that need to be bought with points are undoubtedly rare materials. The inscriptions that can use these rare materials are usually very complicated, so is it this young man who uses them or his master?
His master must be a senior expert, that kind of person wouldnt even use the Tianyun City Mingwen Shu Guild, such a small place, to find materials.
Wang Xuanji thought for a moment, then said: "If you sell this sword to the Mingwen Master Guild, I can offer 3,000 points to buy it."
Lin Ming was taken aback, and then overjoyed. He had been worried about completing his task, but didnt expect Wang Xuanji to directly propose using 3,000 points to exchange for this sword. He had previously looked at the prices of those rare medicinal materials, and 3,000 points were not a small amount, enough for him to buy all the spiritual medicine symbol materials he needed.
"This will make the elder want to buy my sword, probably with the intention of studying it, but the inscription technique is extremely complex, even if carefully taught, its very difficult to learn. Wanting to study the secrets through an already-made inscription symbol is even more difficult. He buys this sword, probably wont understand anything." Thinking like this, Lin Ming said: "Thank you so much, President, Im just short of points."
"No need to be polite, if one day Master Lin comes to Tianyun City, he is welcome to come to our Tianyun City Mingwen Shigonghui as a guest." Wang Xuanji offered such generous terms to Lin Ming, firstly to study the long sword, and secondly to win him over and get to know the mysterious sect behind Lin Ming.
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"Blood of a level 4 ferocious beast, one or two taels, 1,100 taels of gold, 150 points."
"Heavenly Blue Flower seeds 12 pieces, 600 taels of gold, 80 points."
"Dragons Blood Liquid 1-2, 600 gold, 60 points."
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The person in charge of selling rare materials for the Inscriptionists Guild was a middle-aged woman who looked to be in her forties or fifties. She referred to the list that Lin Ming had drawn up, reading it one item at a time and quoting prices. Every time she quoted a price, she would stop and look at Lin Ming, wondering what this young man wanted with so many rare and precious items.
Lin Ming listed dozens of materials, among which were several precious ones. For example, the fourth-grade fierce beast blood was just a small bottle, but it was worth a treasure. If it were to be bought from the market outside the Linwen Master Guild, it would cost at least three thousand taels of gold, and there was no guarantee that it could be bought.
If it were six months ago, these things would be what Lin Ming dared not even think about.
The gold quickly accumulated to over 10,000 taels, and the points were also used up by almost 2,000 points. Lin Xiaodong looked at the continuously rising numbers, listening to the rustling sound of the abacus, initially feeling frightened, but later becoming numb. What is called spending money like flowing water, he has now experienced it.
"Total price is 12,000 gold and 2,100 points. Confirm purchase?" The middle-aged woman pressed the abacus again and asked Lin Ming once more. Even a renowned master like Master Mingwen of Tianyun City wouldnt buy so many precious materials at once. Whats wrong with this kid? Where did he get so many points from?
"Ah, confirmed purchase." Lin Ming took out the gold ticket and points card. The points card only had a card number on it, and through this card number, you could query the points record.
"Alright..."
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