At this point, Yang Jun left with four lost young men and women, and Tang Xuan began to go through various procedures for Xiao Chen, first handing over the admission letter of the War College to Xiao Chen, as evidence, and then began to leave for Xiao Chen's high school to discuss Xiao Chen's transfer issue, these things don't need Lin Ming to care, he took Xiao Chen to send him home at the moment. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

High in the air, standing within Lin Ming's standing shield, Xiao Chen's heart was shocked, this is flying, human beings have always had an incomparable desire for flying, and now, he Xiao Chen is flying in the sky.

"Senior, can I also cultivate to the realm of flying in the future?" Xiao Chen looked at Lin Ming with longing eyes.

"Yes, as long as you cultivate seriously, you will definitely be able to!" Lin Ming said with a calm expression.

"Senior, thank you, thank you very much!" Xiao Chen said solemnly, he knew that if Lin Ming hadn't taken him to the test, even if he could cultivate in the future, he would have lost a lot of time, instead of being treated so solemnly by the academy now, because he was now personally taken to the test by the dean of the War Academy, which was essentially different from other test students.

"No thanks, you should know that this is a transaction between you and me, and this wood carving will be mine in the future. Lin Ming shook his head, for him, it was just an ordinary transaction.

After a while, he flew to the gate of an old community and landed in an open place.

"Senior, I'm going back, thank you for sending you all the way!" Xiao Chen bowed and said solemnly.

"Well, let's go back!"

Lin Ming waved his hand, watching the young man leave, turning out the black wood carving in his hand, and he didn't know how this evil god chose Xiao Chen, carefully studying this black wood carving, Lin Ming fell into contemplation.

Xiao Chen had just returned home, and before he could speak, he was scolded loudly by his parents, and when he came back so late, his parents' worried looks warmed his heart.

When Xiao Chen took out the admission letter of the War College, his parents didn't believe it at first, his ancestors were ordinary for three generations, how could Xiao Chen's generation be so promising?

Besides, Xiao Chen's academic performance has not been top-notch, how could he be admitted to the War College?

When Xiao Chen talked about the warlock qualifications he had, although his parents didn't understand the power of the warlock qualifications, they had heard about the various treatments of the empire and the major forces for the warlock qualifications, and when they saw this, they began to believe that Xiao Chen was not talking nonsense.

Seeing that his parents finally believed in him, Xiao Chen relieved himself, he would never be bullied again in the future, and his parents didn't have to work too hard.

Lin Ming walked down the street with his head down, his spirit was all immersed in the black wood carving in his hand, about the power of faith and emotion, Lin Ming was confused now, and he had to read a lot of relevant materials if he wanted to study it thoroughly.

Walking all the way through the night, the night is getting quiet.

Call!

The spirit withdrew from the wood carving, Lin Ming exhaled a long breath, and he had a clue, but it was not clear whether he could use the power of these emotions to help him hit the bottleneck, and he still had to study it carefully.

Yes, the power of emotions is not the power of faith, and the current Lin Ming has no means to refine these emotional powers and transform them into the power of faith, and the gap in the realm is too big.

But the power of emotions can be borrowed.

Lin Ming's eyes burned, revealing a look of determination.

"Go to Tianfeng, go back to the Bronze Tower to check the relevant information, and find a way to mobilize the power of emotions, so as to impact the ninth-level Grand Karcist!"

Lin Ming soared into the sky and flew out, bringing a whirlwind.

There happened to be a young man passing by, and suddenly felt a wind beside him, as if a purple shadow flew into the sky, and then looked, but found nothing, and there was no movement around, and suddenly felt that he had encountered something dirty, and he trembled all over his body and left here quickly.

The Great World of the Heavenly Wind, the Bronze Tower, and the Great Library.

Lin Ming stood at the book catalog desk, carefully looking for books.

After some careful screening, he found a few related books, and after getting the location of the books in the big library, Lin Ming went to the corresponding location, selected the books, and found a quiet place to watch.

From the lack of understanding of the power of emotions to the initial understanding, and then to the deepening of understanding, several books have benefited Lin Ming a lot, and he has gradually gained some eyebrows in his mind about the use of emotional power in wood carving.

Time passed quickly, half a day passed in a blink of an eye, Lin Ming finally finished reading all the relevant books, his eyebrows were already clear, and with some thoughts on his face, he was about to leave the big library, but at this time, his heart suddenly moved.

"Lin Ying, are you out of the customs?"

Yes, Lin Ming has been cultivating the Death Bible for twenty years, and for so many years, he has not been able to get in touch with Lin Ying, but knowing that the other party is fine, Lin Ming is not too worried.

"Hahaha, Lin Ming, I'm out of the customs, are you worried about me?" Lin Ying came through the soul channel with a happy voice.

"Looking at you, you should gain a lot?"

"It's not just a big gain, this death bible is simply a tailor-made exercise for me!" Lin Ying sighed and said, he didn't have a suitable cultivation method before, which led to how many years he had been stuck at the peak level of the apprentice level, not only Lin Ming lamented that the name of the Shadow of Ashes was not true, but even Lin Ying himself had doubts about his existence.

And now it's different, with a death bible that is suitable for his cultivation, it is conceivable that in the future, his promotion speed will not be worse than Lin Ming, and he may even catch up later, surpassing Lin Ming's promotion speed.

"Oh?"

Hearing Lin Ying say this, Lin Ming was a little curious and asked, "What level are you now?" It makes you so happy!"

"Sixth-level, sixth-level warlock!

Lin Ying's words shocked Lin Ming's heart, and in twenty years, he had cultivated from the apprentice level to the sixth-level warlock level, and even Lin Ming was shocked.

You must know how many opportunities Lin Ming has gained by cultivating to this level? The biggest opportunity is the Jing Clan's bloodline, if there is no Fang's Eye, the Devil Butterfly and the addition of the Jing Clan's bloodline, if Lin Ming is allowed to cultivate alone, it would be good to be able to cultivate to a second-level warlock in fifty years.

And Lin Ying, behind closed doors, hiding in the shadow of the ghost baby girl to cultivate the death Bible, has actually cultivated to the sixth level of warlock in twenty years, how can this not shock Lin Ming.

"Okay, I've just come out of the customs, and my realm is not very stable, so I still have to consolidate my cultivation, so I won't tell you!" Lin Ying said, and then he was silent.

Lin Ming was silent, a nameless sense of urgency pressed him, he had obtained a super strong crystal bloodline, and there was a possibility of being caught up by Lin Ying's cultivation speed, should he really be worthy of being the shadow of ashes?

After a bitter smile in his heart, Lin Ming's face once again showed a look of determination, returned the books in his hand one by one, walked out of the big library with firm steps, and continued to teleport to the upper level of the tower, the destination, the cultivation room.

This time, he will definitely be promoted, and he will definitely be promoted, a ninth-level Grand Karcist.

Absolutely!

Lin Ming's face flashed with resolute brilliance, and he held the black wood carving tightly in his hand.