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Just like this for a whole day, Lin Ming walked through two auction houses, one trade fair, and other than that, there were also treasure trading houses set up by five big families, but he found nothing.
Reluctantly returning to Daming Xuan, Lin Ming sighed. He never expected that it would be so difficult to sell a few inscription symbols.
However, this bit of frustration and ridicule is nothing to Lin Ming. The suffering he encountered during the practice was far more than a thousand times greater. He has survived it all. Even the sensitive points surrounding Lan Yunyue, family background, and cultivation level could not affect Lin Ming's heart of martial arts.
Putting the inscription symbols away, Lin Ming began to practice the "True Primal Chaos Jue". Although he had focused on the inscription technique for the past month, he still spared time every day to practice the "True Primal Chaos Jue". , his "Chaos True Yuan Jue" has already touched the threshold of the first level, and his own cultivation has reached the peak of the first level of body training.
Nine stones of strength training, punching through iron and wood, this is the symbol of the peak strength of the first stage of body training.
Nine stones are nine hundred catties, which is the peak of the first weight in body training. However, Lin Ming's current strength was no less than a thousand catties, which was brought to him by the "Chaos Gang Fighting Sutra", and now, this strength is still increasing, but Lin Ming is still at the first stage of body training.
After completing a set of "True Primal Chaos Jue", Lin Ming began to understand the bones again. Now Lin Ming's bone-dissolving skills had reached the point of perfection, and the second-level beasts were obviously unable to meet his cultivation requirements. Super fierce beasts are rare, and Lin Ming couldn't cut them even if he wanted to. As a result, Lin Ming thought of a way, he began to use the back of the knife to disintegrate the bones!
Ordinary bone dismantlers, even with sharp blades, axes, machetes and other all-in-one means to dismember a bone, would usually take a long time to dismember a second-level beast, but Lin Ming used a knife back that was three centimeters thick for the first time. Jiegu, all of this really took a lot of effort. The knife seemed to be a hoe stuck in the mud, and it required great strength to advance every inch.
This forced Lin Ming to constantly challenge the limits of his physical fitness, while at the same time mastering the skills of using force.
In the past, Lin Ming could easily complete the daily bone disintegration task in just one meal, but now, he couldn't finish it in two hours, and after the bone disintegration was over, Lin Ming was sweating profusely again.
However, the effect was really good. Lin Ming packed up the cut pieces of meat. If Daming Xuan's bone-dissolving hands knew that Lin Ming had completed the bone-dissolving of a second-level beast with the back of the knife, they probably wouldn't think Lin Ming was crazy. But most of them will think that they are crazy.
After a night of cultivation, Lin Ming was exhausted, he didn't worry about the inscription symbols, and went straight to bed.
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After a night of deep sleep, Lin Ming woke up early at dawn, and went to practice boxing in the forest glade on Dazhou Mountain as usual. After finishing a whole set of boxing in one breath, the east was pale. The fat boy came out from the woods, "Brother Ming, why did you ask me where to buy and sell inscription symbols yesterday? Didn't you really draw the inscription symbols?"
The person who came was Lin Xiaodong. When Lin Ming asked him this question yesterday, he answered without thinking, but the more he thought about it afterwards, the more something went wrong. Lin Ming must have drawn the inscription symbol!
Although Lin Xiaodong didn't know much about inscription art, he was sure that it was impossible for Lin Ming to draw the correct inscription symbols under such circumstances. The ones he drew were probably of inferior quality, and when the time came to sell them at the trade fair, he would not be able to do so. It's good to be beaten as a liar.
Lin Ming smiled, nodded and said, "Yes, it has been drawn."
Lin Xiaodong's heart tightened, "Where did you sell it?"
"Well, but it didn't sell."
It was expected that they didn't sell, and those people were not fools. Lin Xiaodong looked Lin Ming up and down, and asked uneasy, "Brother Ming, you haven't been beaten, have you?"
Lin Ming was dumbfounded. Lin Xiaodong's imagination is really rich. He smiled and said, "I did draw the inscription symbol. I'm not a liar. How could I be beaten?"
As he spoke, he took out the four inscriptions that he had carefully drawn over the past month, to reassure Lin Xiaodong.
But how did Lin Xiaodong understand, after seeing these four inscription symbols, his face froze for a long time. The appearance of these inscription symbols is really... horrible!
Although he had already guessed that Lin Ming's inscription talisman would be a defective product, it was too inferior. The paper was thick and yellow, like toilet paper. Only a fool would buy it. Lin Xiaodong had seen it before. Several inscription symbols, which one is not bright and clean, with bright colors, even if you are a copycat, it looks a bit like a copycat.
Lin Xiaodong contemplated for quite a while before he squeezed out a dry smile. He didn't have the nerve to hit Lin Ming again, but thinking of the material of a few hundred taels of gold, he replaced it with these few pieces of toilet paper. It was not 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 when he saw the change in Lin Xiaodong's expression. He simply put away the inscription symbols and didn't explain anything. He couldn't explain it clearly to Lin Xiaodong.
"Brother Ming, with your diligence and talent, you will break through the pulse condensing stage sooner or later, so why bother?" Lin Xiaodong tried to persuade him.
Lin Ming smiled and didn't say anything. What Lin Xiaodong said was correct. Even if he didn't do these things, he would definitely step into the pulse condensing stage. Even acquired and the legendary innate are not too difficult.
But practicing martial arts is a struggle with the sky, time waits for no one, if you can't quickly improve your realm when you are young, it will become more and more difficult to practice in the future!
Not relying on any pills or spiritual objects, but only relying on self-cultivation, although the foundation is solid, but it will inevitably waste a lot of time, which Lin Ming can't afford to waste.
So he needs to use the inscription technique to make money and take shortcuts.
He said: "Xiaodong, you go back first, I still have something to do."
"Why? Aren't you going to sell those talisman papers again?"
Lin Ming smiled and said, "Don't worry about this matter, I know it in my heart." While speaking, Lin Ming had already skimmed a distance of tens of meters.
"Damn!" Seeing Lin Ming's disappearing figure, Lin Xiaodong could only curse helplessly. He knew that he was powerless to change what Lin Ming had decided.
Although Lin Ming's heart is firm, many things do not depend on one's will...
Although there are many shops in the entire Sky Fortune City, there are not many shops that are really qualified to sell inscription symbols. In addition to a few auction houses and trade fairs, there will not be more than thirty shops.
There are less than thirty shops plus the auction house. Lin Ming has already visited more than half of them, and all of them have been rejected without exception. Occasionally, inscription art apprentices are lucky enough to produce finished inscription symbols. This kind of thing is not of much use value. No one will waste the only chance to inscribe their own treasures.
However, although Lin Ming was somewhat disappointed, he was not affected by this setback. Gold always shines. All he needs is time.
"You want us to consign this thing? Are you kidding me? You don't practice hard at such a young age, and you try to think of crooked ways. You can't sell this thing at all. Let's go, let's go, don't delay our business here."
A shopkeeper of Baibaotang waved his hand impatiently. The attitude of private shops is always much worse than that of auction houses. Lin Ming didn't take it seriously. He took the inscription talisman and turned to leave. It was a face that he was extremely familiar with and extremely beautiful, but he didn't want to see it very much.
Standing not far behind him were two girls in goose yellow dresses, one of them was Lan Yunyue who missed an appointment with him a few months ago and accompanied Zhu Yan to Qixuanwu Mansion.
Lan Yunyue also just came here for a while, she looked at the four waxy yellow and rough talisman papers in Lin Ming's hands, recalling what the shopkeeper said just now, her face showed a complicated look.
Lan Yunyue had never seen the inscription talisman, even if she had, she would not associate these rough talisman paper with the inscription talisman. She guessed that Lin Ming was reselling items... Some peddlers who had no capital but knew the market would be there Buying something at a low-end trade fair and then reselling it to earn some price difference, this kind of work has meager profits, and it is not very glamorous...
Also... Lin Ming's family was not well-off in the first place, so he had to support his martial arts training expenses. At the same time, he was alone in Sky Fortune City, and he had to spend money on food, clothing, housing and transportation. Of course he was short of money, so he would think of some ways to make money...
Thinking of this, Lan Yunyue sighed, she didn't know what to say in this situation, she felt that whatever she said 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 her with a smile all over his face. Compared with the smile he had shown towards Lin Ming before, he was completely different. "Miss, what do you want to buy? Is the sword you bought yesterday still useful? By the way, why is the young master who came with you yesterday missing?"
Obviously, the young master mentioned by the shopkeeper was Zhu Yan, and seeing the flattering smile of the shopkeeper, Lin Ming figured out with his toes that the shopkeeper had made a fortune when Zhu Yan accompanied Lan Yunyue to visit last time.
Lan Yunyue didn't expect that the shopkeeper would mention Zhu Yan at this time, which made her even more embarrassed. She really wanted to explain that she and Zhu Yan are not like you think, but she felt powerless when the words came to her mouth. She is not a child either, she knows very well that sooner or later she will marry into the Zhu family, although she doesn't like Zhu Yan, but for the things she wants to get, she succumbs to her fate and chooses to betray...
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, and 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 is suffering from the pain of cultivation, and at the same time he has to run around to make a living, and he has been looked down upon by others... Is this really okay
Lan Yunyue knew Lin Ming's stubbornness, but seeing Lin Ming's current state, she had no choice but to persuade her: "Haven't you 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 medicinal herbs, you will become disabled..." Lan Yunyue sighed, her eyes fell on the talisman paper in Lin Ming's hand, and said again : "The money earned from reselling small items can't support the money needed for martial arts training. I don't want you to damage your body... I know you don't want to hear it, but I really don't want you to just lie on the 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 to the gorgeous burning flame on the rough talisman paper, and said: "Martial arts are like this flame, and those who practice martial arts are burned by the flames, and the pain and danger involved are countless. Those who can't persist are turned into ashes, and those who persist are reborn from the ashes. Even if I am just a weak moth, I will rush into this flame without hesitation to fight for the one ten thousandth Hope's nirvana and chance to become a phoenix, let alone now, I am no longer a moth... "
After Lin Ming finished speaking, he smiled faintly, put away the talisman, and left peacefully, leaving only a lonely but proud figure behind...
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Lin Ming strode away from the Hundred Treasures Hall. Moths flew into the flames. This was his heart for martial arts. He would stick to his martial arts until the day when he was nirvana and became a phoenix.
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