Wang Yujin looked carefully at the opposite side and saw the old and young demon beasts on the opposite side, each with their eyes dead as if they were at home, they cut down the human soldiers one by one, Wang Yujin raised the knife in his hand without thinking and shouted: "The demon beasts poured out of the nest, everyone kill, kill them and the victory belongs to us!" While shouting, she took the lead in rushing into the group of demon beasts, slashing one by one, she couldn't even tell whether this was illusory or realistic, and the air was filled with blood.

I don't know how long this war has passed, Wang Yujin doesn't know how many people his knife has killed, only knows that the people around him have fallen one by one, and the number of the other party is also decreasing sharply, when the last enemy is lying in the yellow sand, Wang Yujin found that his own people have disappeared, and there are corpses around him, the wind suddenly rises, blowing a layer of yellow sand, and the blood flows out of the corpse, and the dyed yellow sand also becomes blood-red.

Wang Yujin stood alone, feeling this endless loneliness, and her heart was extremely sour, it doesn't seem to matter why this war started, what matters is the hatred that has continued from generation to generation, the law of the jungle.

When she opened her eyes, she still saw the incomparable vicissitudes of life written on the stele. Wang Yujin remembers when he was very young, when his grandfather had not yet gone, he always liked to write with a pen called a brush, which was a little similar to the words on the stele, but it was different, what kind of words could be seen by his grandfather, and now Wang Yujin looked at the words on the stele and felt that it was not a word at all, but also contained life. What kind of words will encompass life? Wang Yujin really couldn't think of it, it didn't seem to have anything to do with ability and the level of the pharmacist. But what does it have to do with anything that has nothing to do with rank?

She used her hand as a pen to carve words on the ground. But when I started to find the bumps on the ground, I looked at it again, it was a messy carving, which should be a portrayal left by the predecessors.

Wang Yujin found that both the floor and the wall of the room had left marks of different shades, and at the beginning she entered the room, her consciousness was on the stele, where would she pay attention to the surroundings? Now she has to write strokes, and then she found these marks on the wall and the ground.

Wang Yujin looked at these strokes carefully, some wrote half and some only wrote one stroke, few people can write the whole word, and when he came to the corner, Wang Yujin suddenly found a paragraph that was not the word on the stele, the person used the ancient text of the ancestors of the Wang family on the earth.

I saw that it said: I am a fifth-level pharmacist from the Milky Way galaxy. Since childhood, he has studied ancient texts. I don't know why I actually saw the oracle bone font that once appeared on the earth here, this kind of script must not have been discovered if it were not for archaeologists, it is precisely my ancestors who were lovers of oracle bones.

In fact, we don't need to understand the literal meaning, what we want to feel is the artistic conception of the word. A drop of ink falls on the paper. Whether it's a painting, a text, or a piece of text, it's all based on the heart.

Wang Yujin closed her eyes and carefully understood the meaning of this text. Especially the last four words, it all depends on the heart. These four words touched her deeply, although there was no name on them. But Wang Yujin remembered this note.

She sat cross-legged this time, closed her eyes, and began to draw the strokes of the word with her fingers, there seemed to be not much space in the room if she wanted to draw, and instead of covering other people's words, she simply chose to draw in the air. The Five Elements Decision was running in her body again, but as soon as she raised her hand, she felt that something was wrong, how difficult it was to use spiritual power to transform the word, the strokes of this word were like a thousand catties, Wang Yujin remembered that when she first went up the steps here, she could only move forward and not retreat, and the abyss behind her made her shudder, and she thought of the scene of the two armies facing each other when she saw the word again, if she lost, it would turn back into dry bones in the yellow sand.

And this word should also be drawn with a stroke of courage, if there is a pause in the middle, then it is not called a word. With this feeling, Wang Yujin stepped forward even if she was hard-headed, even if the fingers of the pen were trembling.

She was thinking that if it weren't for the suppression on the eighth step into the ladder, it is estimated that she would not be able to draw the first stroke now, even so, every stroke of her painting is extremely difficult, especially the literal artistic conception, which is not at all something that she can express with little life experience.

Painting, Wang Yujin thought of his own experience, his parents died tragically, Wang Jiaxing was taken away, and even he could not be spared in his dreams. She painted one stroke at a time, and forgot about it in the end, originally she was drawing that word, she turned the painting into writing her own life, and when she woke up, she felt that her spiritual world was a white light, and the spiritual power directly penetrated the word to the stele.

She wanted to turn the direction around, but it was too late, the meaning of her words directly covered the words on the stele, and the backlash in her consciousness did not come, and the mood of her words was thrown on the stele like a drop in the ocean, and it was not even a small drop of water. But it is this drop of water that is not even a small drop of water, like a broken thread, Wang Yujin's spiritual power and the words on the stele are connected together, Wang Yujin actually feels that he can peek into the realm on the stele through this spiritual power, which makes Wang Yujin feel surprised.

It's like the words on the stele are like a treasure mountain, and she is the one who secretly steals the treasure, the treasure mountain is very large, but the field of vision she can see is limited, so she wants to move the entire treasure mountain, there is still a long way to go, but she is not afraid, she is afraid that there is no way, how much can be moved, this is a good thing, Wang Yujin feels extremely satisfied that she can steal the situation on the stele.

At the same time, when Wang Yujin stepped on the eighth layer, the entire ancient pharmacist union gate was already crowded with people, and the entire capital star knew that the news was boiling, and someone was able to climb the tower for the first time to go up to the eighth floor of the highest pharmacist tower, which had never been seen in the history of the capital star of the Tianhe Star Domain.

Not only did the pharmacists of the entire capital star come over, but even several high-level leaders of the Tianhe Republic also appeared, but Lemdo was worthy of being the most difficult pharmacist, but he didn't give everyone any face After seeing Wang Yujin enter the eighth floor, he didn't pay attention to the pharmacist union at the door of the pharmacist union, but went to the pharmacist union After entering the union, he ran to a room where no one else, and then laughed like a madman over there, if everyone else saw the zombie face that had never been smiling, such a crazy laugh would be scared to death, thinking that the old man was really crazy.

"I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect that I'm Lemdo.Ben actually accepted a super genius, hahaha, I really didn't expect it. ”

Half an hour after entering the room, Lemdo Ben calmed down, he knew that what he had to do now was to keep Wang Yujin's identity secret, the identity of a genius was not an honor, sometimes a burden.

After seeing Wang Yujin ascend to the eighth floor, the usually deserted pharmacist union was really much more lively than usual, and many people who did not dare to climb the tower in the past appeared to climb the tower together, and many people went to take the pharmacist qualification.

More people are still inquiring about Wang Yujin's identity, and the pharmacists of the Pharmacists Association who first saw Wang Yujin's true face suddenly became hot figures. Even they didn't think that the high-level and some celebrities in the Tianhe Republic would come to talk to them, which made several people extremely excited all of a sudden, and they had never been so valued in their lives.

At this time, in the eight layers, Wang Yujin felt that her spiritual power and the meaning of the words on the stele were fused together, the original did not understand, in the fusion of spiritual power, she gradually understood, understood that she still wanted to get more, and her fingers copied this feeling over and over again, as the understanding deepened, more and more words she drew towards the stele. At the beginning, the mood of devotion did not even make any waves, but after investing again and again, she could finally feel that she had shaken the word, and more spiritual connections made Wang Yujin closely connected with that word.

Feeling that the meaning of the words went from being ignorant at the beginning to feeling the strokes later, as if it was integrated into her soul, and she felt that her soul and spiritual power were constantly expanding. Wang Yujin had even forgotten about the environment she was in, and her unconsciously fingers were faster and smoother.

It's been a long time since no one has been able to stay in the eighth layer for so long, even if he was at the beginning, he only stayed on the eighth layer for a day before being squeezed out of that space, when Wang Yujin stayed on the fifth day of the eighth layer, Lemdo Ben understood that he underestimated Wang Yujin, he was a person from the Pharmacist Tower, he understood what kind of opportunities the eighth layer had, the longer he stayed in that layer, the more his qualifications were against the sky.

"Did that person show up?" he exhaled, a little uncertain

Wang Yujin frowned, suddenly opened her eyes, a majestic huge text phantom directly cast into her soul, among them, the roar from ancient times surged towards her mind like sea water, she didn't even have the slightest ability to resist to feel the impact of this powerful force, Wang Yujin tightly guarded a little clarity in her soul, no, she must not be washed away by this situation, if the soul is washed away, then her efforts for so long will be in vain, and she will become an idiot when she lives, the light brain has never said the danger of the eighth layer in the past, but even if there is danger, she probably will not retreat, this is originally gambling, If you don't advance, you will retreat, and if you take a step back, it will be an abyss, and when you enter here, in fact, the Apothecary Tower has already been reminded, but who cares if you go back.

Wang Yujin's soul is like a flat boat sailing in the vast river in this realm, and it will be destroyed at any time. Is this the true meaning of the word? (To be continued......