Inscription

In the room provided by the pavilion, he stayed in meditation. He breathed calmly and reflected on a specific topic. In the fragment there were also some inscription techniques.

At first I hesitate to do so as problematic situations could arise. Not because the people coveted her work, but because of the young woman she would meet in the process. Qin xingxuan, a girl of the high nobility of the kingdom of good fortune

This theme was always a constant, making him think about what he would do with the love relationships that were formed in the novel. She felt it was her responsibility to do something, but she also felt the opposite.

Looking around him in a slight reflection he decided that things would come out as fate would have it. Besides, it is not that he is obliged beyond his own fault to be with those specific characters. Although he accepted his identity, he was not the same in his taste for women; he understood that very well.

With greater clarity about his actions, he entered his mental space. In that place the golden wheel shines slightly brightly. Knocking, a door came up and he entered it. Looking around, it was the same room that he had been looking at just now. Searching for a specific corner he found the materials to make the inscription.

He bought them with the winnings of playing poker, it was quick and easy money, it must be said. Placing them on the table in the room, he began to meditate to get into the best state.

In this space, every change would be reset for a certain time, so the mistakes didn't matter. Still, it was better to have a state of mind prepared. If in the real world he failed just because of carelessness and arrogance, there would be no opportunities. So the expense would become greater and the problems grew accordingly.

In the fragment there were a variety of possibilities with the enrollment from increasing the level of equipment; they could also increase the strength of the drugs. One could also record the body itself to improve the speed of cultivation. These were very valuable skills, which increased their richness and would reduce the work.

The key to inscriptions was the process of creating runes through various resources that together achieved a specific effect. The one I wanted to create was one that would improve the speed of cultivation.

By driving the strength of his soul through the law into the inherited memories, the materials melted and combined. From one to many, it was a work of maximum concentration. With the talent of his soul being a third level, this task could be considered totally exhausting. But with the inherited control techniques and experience in the same field, I can relax with relative ease.

In that way and with constant effort for an unknown time, I left the mental space. My techniques of control and creation, as provided for in the memories are considered "Perfect"; even the original lin ming would be impossible to achieve such results in a few seconds.

Taking the real materials and in a few hours I created the inscription that I attached to my left breast. By trying a little, my speed of absorption increased by a large amount for the realm I was in.

Three days later, I reached the peak of flesh training. With that you could say I had a guaranteed pass at the test. Looking at my newfound strength, a great reality hit me hard. I did not possess a weapon. That alone would not cause such a great impact, but with the mental space my speed of improvement on something that requires mostly practice could be achieved in an instant.

Leaving the pavilion, I ran towards the market. The weapon I had to choose although it might be different from a spear, that would be my decision. The original and I will use the same weapon, not only as a commemoration and respect but also because of the guilt I still carry for taking his body by force.

Arriving at a gun shop, the shopkeeper looked in my direction.

"Young man, good morning. What can I do for you? Our shop, sells all varieties."

Looking at the tent, my eyes lit up in the presence of what I desired.

"Sir, a spear. That's what I need, plus a case to hold it in. Thank you."

After saying this, the shopkeeper didn't wait any longer and went to the back of the shop and introduced me to some of them. The prices varied and my resources were tight. So I took the second cheapest and left with enthusiasm.

The shopkeeper looking at Lin Ming's back could not help but comment wistfully.

"Being really young is beautiful"

After finishing the main purchase, walk around a bit calmly to get a basic technique for spears. Foundation Spear Technique.