In a quiet room in the tomb, Ling Yichen's legs were crossed, his eyes were slightly closed, and the complex dark orange symbols exuded strange fluctuations, lingering around his body, constantly pulsing, looking from a distance, it seemed to be a dancing elf.

Buzz –

When Ling Yichen opened his eyes as deep as the vast starry sky again, the strange symbols that lingered around him suddenly shook violently, and immediately emitted a humming sound like a cheer.

For a moment, the entire ashram was like a sudden burst of suns, as bright as day, so dazzling that it was impossible to look at it directly.

After a long time, when the light gradually weakened, Ling Yichen's figure reappeared in the quiet room, stretched out his hand, spread his palm, looked at the light yellow inscription on his palm that was still jumping, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

After his spiritual power was promoted to the Earth Spirit Realm, he finally successfully evolved the inscription into a light yellow, which meant that from this moment on, he finally had the capital to step into the Xuanpin Rune!

Ling Yichen's heart moved, the silver light flashed in his hand, in his hand, there was already a simple and worn knife, the blade was rusty, and the surface looked like broken copper and iron, but Ling Yichen knew that this knife was definitely not simple.

This carving knife was the jet-black knife he got from Chen Xiu'er in the Tongtian Auction House, but since he got this carving knife, he has not taken it out, because he can't use this carving knife.

In Ling Yichen's heart, this was a carving knife with personality.

After Ling Yichen failed to make this carving knife recognize himself as the master, this carving knife became more and more dilapidated day by day like a gradually withering plant, and even the blade began to rust, and now, let alone use it to engrave runes, it is estimated that it is difficult to even cut a piece of tofu.

In this regard, at that time, Wu Juekong only spread his hands, saying that he could not do anything, but told Ling Yichen that he owed Chen Xiu'er a great favor again.

From Wu Juekong's reaction at that time, it was not difficult for Ling Yichen to understand that this carving knife was definitely a rare treasure, so Ling Yichen had not looked for a new carving knife until now, but today he had to need the help of the carving knife.

If you want to engrave a Xuanpin runestone, if you don't have a good carving knife, it is really difficult to reach the sky, not to mention that he can't be regarded as a Xuanpin rune master now, and he needs a carving knife even more.

"Hmph, I don't believe I can't accept such a small carving knife of yours!" Ling Yichen said fiercely, the deep Xuan Qi in his body poured into the carving knife like a rushing river.

At the same time, the light yellow inscription that had originally lingered around him also began to exude strange fluctuations, constantly pouring into the carving knife in Ling Yichen's hand.

But this carving knife was like a bottomless abyss, no matter how much Ling Yichen's Xuan Qi and spiritual power were injected, it would disappear like a mud cow entering the sea, and it couldn't even stir up the slightest ripple.

After a while, Ling Yichen's forehead was already covered with a layer of fine and dense beads of sweat, although his Xuan Qi and spiritual power were far deeper than those of the same level, they couldn't stand such a large amount of crazy consumption from him.

Just like a bucket with a large capacity, once the bucket is turned upside down, the water inside will quickly run out.

But no matter how hard Ling Yichen tried, the carving knife still didn't react for half a minute, and the rust on the knife body faintly added a few points, as if he was laughing at Ling Yichen's inadequacy.

"Poof—"

After maintaining such a good intensity of consumption, Ling Yichen finally couldn't hold on, and directly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the breath of the whole person became sluggish.

Holding up his slightly heavy eyelids, Ling Yichen looked at the carving knife with some unwillingness, and said, "I won't give up, if I can't do it once, I will do it twice, and if it doesn't work twice, I can still do it a third time, until you recognize the master!"

After speaking, Ling Yichen put the carving knife in front of him, his eyes closed slightly, and he began to frantically absorb the rich heaven and earth Xuan Qi around him.

One day, two days, three days......

In the blink of an eye, a week's time had passed, and for the past week, Ling Yichen had lived a mechanized life every day, constantly injecting his Xuan Qi and spiritual power into the carving knife, and when he was exhausted, he began to cultivate desperately again, and then continued to inject ............

Such days seem boring and hard, but in this kind of masochistic days, Ling Yichen can clearly perceive that he is constantly improving, whether it is Xuan Qi or spiritual power, in this short week, there has actually been a significant improvement, you must know that although his cultivation speed is dozens of times faster than others, but his promotion difficulty is hundreds of times more difficult than others, and it has to be said that it is an unexpected joy to be able to improve in a week.

In fact, it was not unreasonable for Ling Yichen to be able to increase his speed this week, under his almost crazy repetition, every time he started to cultivate, his whole person was like a sponge that had been squeezed dry and suddenly thrown into the water, greedily absorbing the Xuan Qi of Heaven and Earth, constantly breaking through his limits, and only then could he have such outstanding results.

It's just that if you use this method to cultivate, the load on yourself is extremely serious, and ordinary people can't last so long, otherwise, it is very likely to leave an irreparable heavy damage to yourself.

However, Ling Yichen himself did not have this kind of worry, he had the two major divine objects of the Savage Dragon Ball and the Yundao Golden Lotus in his body, and it was impossible for him to have an accident.

However, the pain of being extremely weak in both Xuan Qi and Spiritual Power, Ling Yichen inevitably had to bear it himself, even with Ling Yichen's temperament, every time he recalled that feeling, he couldn't help but feel a palpitation.

Ling Yichen held this rusty little carving knife, his brows furrowed tightly, this week, this carving knife still hasn't changed much, this can give him a little headache, two months is not much, in the blink of an eye, he has wasted a week's time.

Within a month, he had to be promoted to a Xuanpin Runemaster, otherwise even if he really succeeded in being promoted to a Xuanpin Rune Master at that time, there would be no extra time to engrave the runes.

In fact, if you want to make a spiritual carving knife recognize the master, the best way is to have a long spiritual communication with each other, step by step, and wait until both parties have passed this run-in period, and the carving knife will automatically recognize the master.

But Ling Yichen didn't have the time now, and he didn't think that this method would be useful for the carving knife in his hand, because he had obtained this carving knife for more than three years, and there was still no progress in the slightest.

Now, Ling Yichen could only seek another way and adopt this kind of stalking tactics similar to that of a scoundrel.

But this method didn't seem to work, which made Ling Yichen feel quite distressed in his heart, "What should I do about this?"

(To be continued)