Martial World

Just like this, Lin Ming went to two auction houses, one trade fair, and other treasure trading buildings set up by five big families, but he found nothing.

Helplessly returning to Damingxuan, Lin Ming sighed. He did not expect that it would be so difficult to sell several inscription symbols.

However, these setbacks and ridicules were nothing to Lin Ming. The hardships he encountered during his practice were a thousand times greater than those. He had survived them all. As for ridicule, it didn't matter. It revolved around the sensitive points of Lan Yunyue, family background, and cultivation, but it couldn't affect Lin Ming's heart of martial arts.

Putting away the inscription talisman, Lin Ming began to practice the "True Essence of Chaos". Although his main focus has been on the inscription technique for the past month, he takes time out every day to practice the "True Essence of Chaos". , his "True Primordial Art of Chaos" has reached the threshold of the first level, and his own cultivation has reached the peak of the first level of body training.

Practicing the nine stones of strength and breaking the iron wood with fists is the symbol of the peak of strength, the first weight of body training.

Nine stones is nine hundred pounds, which is the pinnacle of the first weight of body training. However, Lin Ming's current strength was no less than a thousand kilograms. This "Chaos Gang Dou Sutra" brought him, and now, this strength is still growing, but Lin Ming is still at the first weight of training.

After completing a set of "Practice of Primal Chaos", Lin Ming began to understand bones again. Now Lin Ming's bone-deciphering skills have reached a perfect level. The second-level vicious beasts can no longer meet his cultivation requirements. However, Damingxuan's three However, there are very few ferocious beasts. Lin Ming can't cut them even if he wants to. As a result, Lin Ming thought of a way. He began to use the back of the knife to unravel the bones!

Ordinary bone dismantling hands, even with sharp blades, axes, machetes and other all-purpose means of dismantling bones, often take a long time to dismember a second-level beast. Unraveling the bones, all of this really took a lot of effort. The knife seemed to be a hoe stuck in a quagmire. Every inch of it had to use a lot of power.

This forced Lin Ming to constantly challenge the limits of his physical strength, and at the same time master the technique of using force.

In the past, the daily deboning task Lin Ming could easily complete in a single meal, but now, he could not finish it in two hours, and after the deboning was over, Lin Ming was sweating profusely.

However, the effect was really good. Lin Ming packed up the cut pieces of meat. If Damingxuan's deboning hand knew that Lin Ming had used the back of the knife to debones the second-level vicious beast, they probably wouldn't think that Lin Ming was crazy. Most of the time, they thought they were crazy.

After a night of cultivating, Lin Ming was exhausted. He didn't worry about the inscription talisman and went straight to bed.

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After a deep sleep all night, Lin Mingtian woke up early in the morning and went to the forest clearing in Dazhou Mountain as usual to practice boxing. The fat boy came out of the woods, "Brother Ming, why did you ask me yesterday where to sell the acquisition inscription rune? You didn't really draw the inscription rune, did you?"

It was Lin Xiaodong who came. When Lin Ming asked him this question yesterday, he answered without even thinking about it, but afterward, the more he thought about it, the more wrong it was. Lin Ming must have drawn an inscription talisman!

Although Lin Xiaodong didn't know much about the inscription technique, he was sure that Lin Ming could not draw the correct inscription in this situation. Nine times out of ten, the ones he drew were of inferior quality. Good to be beaten as a liar.

Lin Ming smiled and nodded, "Yes, it's drawn."

Lin Xiaodong's heart tightened, "Where did you sell it?"

"Well, but I couldn't sell it."

It was expected that they didn't sell. Those people weren't fools. Lin Xiaodong looked at Lin Ming up and down and asked, "Brother Ming, didn't you get beaten?"

Lin Ming was suddenly dumbfounded, this Lin Xiaodong is really rich in imagination, he smiled and said, "I did draw the inscription rune, I'm not a liar,

How can I be beaten? "

As he spoke, he took out the four inscriptions that he had carefully drawn over the past month, trying to reassure Lin Xiaodong.

But how could Lin Xiaodong understand? After seeing these four inscriptions, his expression froze for a long time. The appearance of these inscriptions is really... appalling!

Although he had guessed that Lin Ming's inscription talisman would be inferior, but it was too bad. The paper was thick and yellow, and it looked like toilet paper. Only a fool would buy it. Lin Xiaodong had seen it before. Several inscriptions, which one is not bright and clean, the color is bright, even if you are a cottage, it will look like a cottage.

Lin Xiaodong's face was simmering for a while before a dry smile appeared on his face. He didn't feel embarrassed to hit Lin Ming again, but when he thought of a few hundred taels of gold material, he had replaced it with a few toilet papers. It wasn't enough to go to the toilet, and Lin Xiaodong's heart throbbed again. This is really a waste of money.

Lin Ming probably guessed what Lin Xiaodong was thinking by seeing the change in Lin Xiaodong's expression. He simply put away the inscription talisman without explaining anything. He couldn't explain Lin Xiaodong at all.

"I said, Brother Ming, with your diligence and talent, sooner or later you will break through the pulse condensation stage.

Lin Ming smiled and didn't say anything. Lin Xiaodong was right. Even if he didn't do this, he would definitely enter the pulse condensation stage, and even the acquired and the legendary innate would not be too difficult.

But cultivating martial arts is equal to competing with the heavens, and time waits for no one. If you can't quickly improve your realm in your youth, your future cultivation will become more and more difficult!

Not relying on any medicinal pills or spirits, and only relying on his own cultivation, although he has a solid foundation, it will inevitably waste a lot of time. Lin Ming cannot afford to waste this time.

So he needs to use the inscription technique to make money and take shortcuts.

He said, "Xiaodong, go back first, I still have something to do."

"Why? Aren't you going to sell those talismans again?"

Lin Ming smiled and said, "Don't worry about this matter, I have a good idea." As he spoke, Lin Ming had already swept away a distance of dozens of meters.

"Damn it!" Lin Xiaodong could only scolded helplessly when he saw Lin Ming's disappearing figure. He knew that what Lin Ming decided, he was powerless to change.

Although Lin Ming's resolve is firm, many things are not based on human will...

Although there are many shops in the entire Tianyun City, there are not many shops that are really qualified to sell inscription runes. Together with a few auction houses and trade fairs, there will be no more than 30 shops.

With less than 30 shops and auction houses, Lin Ming has visited most of them now, and he has been rejected without exception. Occasionally, apprentices of inscription arts can make finished inscription symbols with good luck. This kind of thing has little use value. No one will waste the only chance for an inscription on their treasure.

However, although Lin Ming was a little disappointed, he was not hit by this setback. Gold would always shine, all he needed was time.

"Want us to consign this thing? What are you kidding me? You didn't practice hard at a young age, and you tried to think of some crooked ways. You can't sell this thing at all. Let's go, let's go, don't delay our business here."

One of the shopkeepers of Baibaotang waved his hand impatiently. The attitude of private shops was always much worse than that of auction houses. Lin Ming didn't take it seriously. He took the inscription and turned to leave. At this moment, he saw a Zhang He is extremely familiar and extremely beautiful, but he is very unwilling to see the face.

Not far behind him stood two girls in goose-yellow dresses, one of them was Lan Yunyue who had missed an appointment with him a few months ago and accompanied Zhu Yan to the Seven Profound Martial House.

Lan Yunyue had just arrived for a while. She looked at the four rough sallow talismans in Lin Ming's hands, and recalled what the shopkeeper had just said, with a complicated expression on her face.

Lan Yunyue had never seen the inscription rune, and even if she had, she wouldn't associate these rough rune papers with the inscription rune. She guessed that Lin Ming was reselling items... some hawkers who didn't have much money but knew the market would Buying something at a low-end trade fair and then reselling it to make a profit from it is a meager job, and it's not very glamorous...

It's also... Lin Ming's family is not rich in the first place. He has to support the expenses of his martial arts training. At the same time, he is alone in Tianyun City, and he has to spend money on food, clothing, housing, and transportation.

Thinking of this, Lan Yunyue sighed. She didn't know what to say in such a scene. She felt that anything would hurt Lin Ming's self-esteem, but she couldn't pretend that she didn't see Lin Ming.

At this moment, the shopkeeper saw Lan Yunyue, and immediately greeted him with a smile on his face. Compared to the previous one, the smile was completely different for Lin Ming. "Miss, what should I buy? Is the sword you bought yesterday still working? By the way, why is the young master who came with you yesterday missing?"

It was obvious that the young master in the shopkeeper's mouth was Zhu Yan. Seeing the shopkeeper's flattering smile, Lin Ming knew with his toes that the shopkeeper had made a lot of money when Zhu Yan accompanied Lan Yunyue last time.

Lan Yunyue didn't expect that the shopkeeper would mention Zhu Yan at this time, which made her even more embarrassed. She wanted to explain that she and Zhu Yan were not like you thought, but she felt pale and powerless when she spoke. She wasn't a child either. She knew very well that she would marry into the Zhu family one day. Although she didn't like Zhu Yan, she succumbed to her fate and chose to betray for the things she wanted...

After being embarrassed for a while, Lan Yunyue whispered, "Long time no see... Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Lin Ming replied calmly. The matter was over, he didn't want to think about it anymore.

fine? If it's okay, how can I see you here? A fifteen-year-old boy, suffering from the pain of cultivation, at the same time running around for a living, and suffering from the cold eyes of others... Is this really okay?

Lan Yunyue knew Lin Ming's stubbornness, but seeing Lin Ming like this, she had no choice but to persuade: "Have you ever thought about going back..."

"Go back? Hehe, are you trying to persuade me to give up martial arts?"

"I didn't mean that, I just wanted to say that martial arts hurt the body, if you don't have enough money to buy herbs, you will be disabled..." Lan Yunyue sighed, her eyes fell on the talisman paper in Lin Ming's hand, and then again Said: "The money earned by reselling small items can't support the money needed for martial arts training, I don't want you to break your body... I know you don't want to listen, but I really don't want you to lie in bed in the future... "

Hearing Lan Yunyue's heartfelt words, Lin Ming smiled and said, "Thank you for your advice, but I will not give up martial arts."

He picked up the four powerful talismans in his hand, pointed at the flaming flame on the rough talisman paper, and said, "Martial arts are like this flame, those who practice martial arts are burned by the flames, and the pain and danger are countless. , Those who cannot persist will be turned into ashes, and those who persist will be reborn from ashes. Even if I am just a weak moth, I will rush into this flame without hesitation and fight for one ten thousandth The chance of Nirvana becoming a phoenix of hope, not to mention now, I am no longer a moth..."

After Lin Ming finished speaking, he smiled lightly, put away the talisman paper, and left calmly, leaving only a lonely but proud back...

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Lin Ming strode away from the Hundred Treasures Hall, and moths fluttered into the flames. This is his heart of martial arts. He will stick to his own martial arts until the day he becomes a phoenix.

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