And Tianyu Empire, Tianyu Branch.

After Luo Qingtong participated in the competition for the top prize, she began her daily life in the junior class, Songcheng instructor's dormitory, and her own dormitory.

During the day, I study all kinds of knowledge about martial arts and the world in the lower class.

In the evening, I studied inscription patterns in the courtyard dormitory in Songcheng.

Speaking of which, although Song Cheng has a weird temper, his skills are indeed solid after decades of studying inscription patterns.

I just don’t have any talent, and I have been struggling at the entry level for so many years.

Looking at the inscription patterns he drew, both Xiao Xiangzhu and Luo Qingtong felt extremely irritated.

Especially the little Xiangzhu, who said without hesitation: "Oh my god, I can draw better than him with a pig's trotters! This inscription master is so talented when he is so talented!"

The corners of Luo Qingtong's lips twitched slightly.

I really don’t know what Song Cheng’s expression would be if he knew that he was despised like this by a pig.

However, Song Cheng's talent was poor, but he still studied the basic knowledge that he should know.

With his teachings and Luo Qingtong's own eye skills.

Soon, Luo Qingtong mastered the basic principles and usage of the inscription technique.

"Whoosh!"

Luo Qingtong raised her hand to draw an inscription pattern on the first floor of the Nine-Layered Exquisite Tower.

The line drawings on it, stroke by stroke, all carry a meaning that is like the resonance of the heaven and earth space.

Every stroke and every stroke is just right.

As Luo Qingtong's wrist started to turn, soon the last line of the inscription was completed and the patterns of the inscription were connected.

With a buzz, the energy infusion circulates, and this time, the inscription pattern comes alive.

In an instant, a piece of space was clearly cut off and included in the inscription pattern.

Luo Qingtong quickly pressed it on a ring she had refined before.

In an instant, a Sumeru space spiritual weapon was formed.

Of course, it is the kind of fake Sumeru space spiritual weapon.

According to Xiao Xiangzhu, this is just the lowest level of space storage magic weapon.

The real Sumeru space spiritual weapon can move mountains and fill seas, gather spiritual springs and form a world of its own.

And more advanced space magic weapons can also form space elemental blades to cut and break everything at will.

A powerful inscription master can completely defy everything, and his strength is not inferior to any powerful warrior in the world.

Otherwise, how could Tian Mingzi escape from those enemies as an inscription master?

But it is still impossible for Luo Qingtong to reach the point where Tian Mingzi is.

"Ten square meters."

Looking down at the space ring she had refined, Luo Qingtong nodded with satisfaction.

Being able to refine a space ring of ten square meters in the first refining is already very good.

In the Zhenyan Continent, the Sumeru space spiritual weapons are almost extinct.

Not to mention a space ring of ten square meters, even one square meter is enough to make many powerful people flock to it!

Those who possess the Sumeru Space Spiritual Weapon are not strong men of great power.

Like the Tianyu royal family, they are not even qualified to possess Xumi space spiritual weapons!

"Whoosh!"

Luo Qingtong turned around and left the space of this nine-layered exquisite tower.

This space was opened when she won the first prize among the freshmen and was promoted to the Wuhou realm.

The flow rate of time inside is one to three compared to that outside, making it very suitable for cultivating and practicing the inscription technique.

Luo Qingtong just practices in it when she has nothing to do.
Chapter completed!