The fairy sound is bursting, and the piano sound is misty.

Circles of golden ripples floated out from the hall in front of them, which was intoxicating.

Jiang Louyue had never heard such a beautiful piano sound in her life.

On the top of the main hall, many illusory figures suddenly floated out, each of which was a handsome man and a beautiful woman who seemed to be like a fairy, in groups of three or five, as if they were a sect.

However, in the next moment, something terrible happened.

The great sun wind disaster, madness raging, nirvana fire, surging, instantly submerged the entire prosperous Qinyin hall, the terrible screams resounded through the void, and the figure was disillusioned.

An entire sect was destroyed in an instant.

There is only one empty hall left, mottled with memories.

Jiang Louyue was stunned, and she suddenly realized that this was a fragment of the memory of the magic qin itself, which flowed into her mind.

She paused in her footsteps, but finally stepped into the desolate main hall.

Not a single one.

Empty and palpitating.

However, on the top of the main hall, there are crystal clear soul crystals hanging down, which are the inheritance memories left by the deceased disciples of an entire sect.

Jiang Louyue forgot to breathe.

So beautiful.

She never knew that after death, a part of the soul could be transformed into such a form.

Tens of thousands of soul crystalline fragments, large and small, scattered and scattered, exuding a quiet luster of sorrow.

Jiang Louyue couldn't help but stretch out a hand, wanting to touch these soul crystals. Although separated by a certain distance, she could still feel the terrifying power from the Flood Desolation Divine Domain from these soul crystals, which was not something that a cultivator like her could turn a blind eye to.

Jiang Louyue hesitated for a moment, and finally picked the smallest and smallest small piece of soul crystal, about the size of a fingernail, and touched it.

Almost instantly, the soul crystal burrowed into her fingertips and melted into her flesh.

Jiang Louyue's body shook heavily, and she felt a crazy erosion.

This small piece of soul crystallization seems to want to take away oneself and invade one's body!

The heart-rending pain came, Jiang Louyue was sweating profusely, her body gradually squatted down, curled up into a ball, and her face was almost wrinkled into a bun.

"No ......"

Jiang Louyue's eyes suddenly burst out with extremely elite light, and he said vigorously, "An ownerless remnant soul also wants to invade me and dream!" ”

She wielded an unimaginable willpower to forcibly suppress the erosion of that small piece of soul crystal.

An hour later, Jiang Louyue was sweating like rain, losing her strength, panting, lying on her back on the soft grass, but the corners of her lips were hooked with a smile of victory.

She succeeded.

The soul crystallization failed to take away, but was fused by itself.

At this moment, what came to Jiang Louyue's mind were countless rune array inscriptions, but most of them were broken, and only three or four things seemed to be relatively basic, which were absolutely complete inheritances.

From the information that Jiang Louyue received, she sorted out a little and summarized a few points.

First, this sect is a very powerful sect in the fairy world, which was destroyed overnight, all the disciples in the sect died, and the soul crystals and inheritance were integrated into this magic qin, and accidentally fell into the world.

Second, this school is best at inscription and qinjutsu.

In the Daqian Dynasty, the most precious thing was not an alchemist, but an inscription master who was even rarer than an alchemist.

A talisman of the inscriber, pasted on the treasure, can increase the attack attribute of the treasure weapon by tens, hundreds, or even thousands of times.

A card of the Magician can be used in all aspects of life, providing energy, heating and cooling, and creating illusions.

If the sorcerer cultivates to a certain realm, he can turn stones into gold and turn decay into magic.

In this world, there is nothing richer than an inscriber, and nothing more noble than an inscriber!

Jiang Louyue could clearly feel that the immortal realm inscription inheritance of this sect that emerged in her mind was at least tens of thousands of years ahead of the Great Qian Dynasty!

"In the entire Daqian Dynasty, there are not many inscribers."

The corners of Jiang Louyue's lips hooked up a light smile, and said, "If I become an inscription master, then my mother will no longer have to be oppressed by others, and the arrogant and domineering Lu family will definitely be prostrate at the feet of my mother and daughter one day." ”

Jiang Louyue was in a good mood, she was almost rested, and the feeling of extreme tiredness in her body had dissipated.

She stood up, patted the grass clippings on her body, raised her head, and looked up at the tens of thousands of soul crystals in the main hall, as if she was looking at some amazing treasure.

"If you don't die in a great disaster, you will be blessed, this is my blessing."

has already received benefits, Jiang Louyue is not greedy, just this smallest piece of soul crystal, almost killed her.

"It's time to go back."

Jiang Louyue took a deep breath and slowly closed her eyes, her thoughts beyond the magic qin.

When she opened her eyes again, Jiang Louyue found that she was still on the soft couch in her bedroom.

She lowered her head, lifted her sleeves, and found the golden magic harp emblem, still lying there quietly.

"This time, I got the basic method of making inscriptions, but the production cost of inscriptions is too high, and every material is sky-high, hey."

While Jiang Louyue was happy, she couldn't help but be worried.

She pondered for a while, carefully combing through the knowledge about the immortal realm inscription in her mind, and decided to start with the easiest and lowest level of warming charms and energy cards.

"These two things, the materials needed, are not too expensive, and they can barely afford it, so you can try it."

In the twelve years that she has been the seventh lady of the Marquis of Wuwen's mansion, she has been able to get one or two taels of gold every month, and she has saved a hundred taels of gold.

Although there are still a lot of them compared with poor families, Jiang Louyue knows in her heart that Jiang Zixin, the daughter of the Lu family, can get two hundred taels of gold every month, which is double her savings for seven or eight years.

"That's it, get up tomorrow morning and go to the Liusan Pavilion in the market to have a look and shop for goods."

Jiang Louyue made up her mind, then pulled open the quilt and prepared to sleep.

She closed her eyes, but after a while, she felt a very itchy wound on her face.

"What's going on?"

Jiang Louyue was disturbed by the itching sensation, got up suddenly, walked to the table, picked up the bronze mirror, took a photo, and muttered, "Could it be that the wound is suppurating?" ”

She frowned and quietly untied the blood-stained bandage wrapped around her face.

The horrible scar that spread from the corner of the eye to the root behind the ear was strangely healed, leaving only a very light red scar.

"So fast? Don't scare me! ”

Jiang Louyue's heart "chuckled", her heart beat like a drum, and she got a little closer to the bronze mirror, confirming it again and again.

As the distance got closer, she could see clearly that above the hideous wound, an extremely thin layer of holy light appeared, which was very similar to the soul crystal light that she had fused in the magic harp