Master Cangmo stared blankly at the circle of scrolls spread out on the counter emitting a thunderous sound, and lightning was wrapped around it, like a thundersnake, even if it was separated by a certain distance, he could still feel a feeling of paralysis.

Master Cangmo, unable to speak for a long time, his eyes were dead, looking at the circle of scrolls, trying to find out its flaws, the inscription is different from the Yuanshu, once the Yuanshu is urged, it only needs to be urged to inject the vitality into the offensive, and the inscription pays attention to the details, any detail may affect the whole body, resulting in the entire scroll of inscriptions, from the scroll to a painting, only for viewing.

But after looking for a long time, I found that I didn't even find a trace of flaw, you must know that this circle of thunderstorm patterns, but from the record of one of the oldest ancient books in Cangyun Pavilion, the "Thunder Pattern Holy Scripture", has an extremely ancient history, and the age of the book in the library pavilion is a generation older than his grandfather.

Although he is already a fourth-grade inscription master, and the record in the Thunder Pattern Holy Book is only a third-grade inscription, it is still extremely complicated, and the difficulty is much higher than that of ordinary third-grade inscriptions.

was able to change the inscription at will, and it also increased the power of the inscription scroll a lot, could it be that he was also an inscription master!

"How is that possible?"

Xu Yan looked at the thunder that erupted from the counter where he had just written, his eyes flashed, and the expression on his face was extremely exciting, as if he had seen a ghost.

I have been operating an inscription for so many years, and until now I am just a third-grade high-level inscription master, even if it is a master like a cloud, Cangyun Pavilion, that is also the leader of the best, the genius of the genius, I didn't expect to be taught a lesson by a little teenager today.

"Who is he? Could it be that he is the disciple of the Pavilion Master?" Xu Yan raised his gaze and glanced deeply at the young man in front of him, and his heart began to gradually become suspicious.

However, looking at their positions, one in front of the other, but the pavilion master is still standing behind this little boy, and there is clearly a sense of following, with the status of the pavilion master, how can he condescend to the behind?

Such a person has an unknown origin, and has such an unfathomable inscription attainment, it is absolutely impossible to be an enemy of him!

"I didn't expect that the little brother, who is also a master of inscriptions, is clumsy in his eyes, disrespectful and disrespectful"

Xu Yan pondered in his heart for a long time, and finally pressed the suspicion in his heart, and crossed his hands and hugged a fist.

"You're welcome, the inscription is broad and profound, and I've only learned a little bit of skin, but I've got an axe."

Ling Cheng waved his hand, not feeling happy at all because of the other party's praise, if he didn't have that shocking scene just now, I'm afraid the person in front of him wouldn't look at him so differently, in the final analysis, strength is the most important.

No matter where you go, strength is the most powerful right to speak!

"Xu Yan pay attention to your attitude, this little brother, you are my honored guest, you have to pay attention"

Cang Mo walked to the counter and raised his hand, his stern words full of warnings.

This is my own lifesaver, if I offend it at this time, I am afraid it will really outweigh the loss.

Ling Cheng looked at their conversation as if he hadn't heard it, his eyes swept over one counter after another, most of the inscriptions here were about three grades, and he hadn't found a single scroll of inscriptions he wanted until now.

"It's not a way to find it like this!" Ling Cheng said slightly in his heart, he was short of time, but he didn't have so much time to wait with them, in that primeval forest, there were still things he wanted, listening to Xue Hongyu's narration, the people who knew the secrets there, I am afraid that he was not alone, that is to say, in the source of life, he had a potential opponent, and the longer he delayed, the treasure there might be taken first.

"I've been looking for so long and I haven't found what I'm looking for"

Ling Cheng's pace suddenly stopped, and he turned slightly to look at the old figure behind him.

Master Cangmo was looked at by the young man's gaze, and suddenly had a very bad feeling in his heart, and he subconsciously wanted to take a step back, but was restrained by himself.

"Why don't you help me carve a circle! I happen to be lucky enough to see how the four-grade inscription master carves the inscription?"

Master Cangmo smiled, on weekdays, he carves his own inscriptions, and usually others bring their own materials, but today this little doll has to carve the inscriptions by himself, and I am afraid that this material has to be prepared by himself, the rules of the inscription world!

Although there was a trace of displeasure in my heart, it still didn't show it on my face!

"That's fine!"

Master Cangmo took the boy to a quiet room, although this is an auction house, but this fifth floor is basically taken care of by himself, but there is also a short distance between here and Cangyun Pavilion, in order to avoid wandering between the two places, so there is also an inscription room here, which is specially used to carve inscriptions by himself.

"This is the old man's inscription room, and I will also carve the inscription here later," Master Cangmo said with a smile, this was the first time he had brought outsiders here.

"Quaint atmosphere, it's a good place," Ling Cheng glanced at the hall.

There are many uncarved scrolls and books here, apparently used for him to depict inscriptions, the whole interior is a very quaint building, and there is a mahogany case in the middle, and there is an incense burner on it, sandalwood is swirling, very chic, so that people can know at a glance that the owner of this room is elegant and extraordinary.

Master Cangmo's beard shook the smile on his face, and he couldn't hide it, he was still extremely satisfied with the young man's evaluation.

"I wonder what kind of scroll Xiaoyou wants?"

"You can help me carve a four-grade cracked gold pattern!" Ling Cheng said casually.

"Cracked gold?"

Cang Mo muttered, his expression a little confused.

"There is no such circle of inscriptions in the inscriptions I control!" Cang Mo smiled a little embarrassed and clapped his hands, "How do you ask me to portray it?"

"Just follow it," Ling Cheng said, taking out a scroll from his spatial ring and throwing it to Cang Mo.

Cangmo spread out the scroll and looked at it, his gaze was dull again, this is indeed a four-rank inscription, but he has never seen such a fine four-grade inscription.

Master Cangmo's eyes were very gentle, out of his love for inscriptions, and he couldn't help but gently stroke this circle of scrolls, as if he was treating his beloved woman, gentle as water.

The dull gaze in the next second instantly turned into horror, because he found that the ink in the place where he had just touched had actually faded.

"This ink has not yet dried, it is obviously just depicted, but how is this possible? Even if it is a three-grade inscription master, it is extremely difficult to directly reproduce a four-grade inscription in the form of a painting, but this inscription is so perfect, the lines on it and even the method of depiction are meticulous, a bit excessive."

Master Cangmo couldn't help but look at the young man in front of him again with his afterglow, the more he was now curious about its identity, this inscription was obviously not carved by him, then there must be a very terrifying existence standing behind him, the ink is generally in the half column of incense, it will be completely dried, but before the incense, the young man has been with him, how did its teacher send this coupon scroll to his hand?

"Could it be the power of space?" Cang Mo suddenly felt a little out of breath, if that was the case, it would be terrifying.

This person's identity is too mysterious, and with such a high talent, there must be a peerless powerhouse standing behind him, no matter what, he must not be an enemy!

"I don't know how to configure this spiritual ink?"

Cangmo rolled up the inscription in his hand, and acted very carefully, for fear of damaging it, now there is no problem with the portrayal of the inscription, and the next step is the configuration of the spirit ink, which is undoubtedly the most important step before the inscription.

"This is not difficult to do, just use the vajra black iron you just got"

Ling Cheng walked to the master's side, and looked at the box placed on the case, and a powerful metal fluctuation came out from it, even if it was far away, he could feel that kind of fierce feeling.

"This is this, Sect Master Lin asked me to help him carve the inscription, if I use it, how can I explain it to him?"

Master Cangmo waved his hand, thinking that he was also powerless, and his tone was a lot heavier.

"So what? Don't forget, you're a fourth-grade inscription master, and your methods will only be stronger than him, aren't they?" Ling Cheng's gaze froze, and there was a hint of pertinence in his eyes.

"This ......" Cang Mo was silent for a moment, not knowing how to answer.

This guy is not only a mysterious identity, but also talented, and he is actually a master who is not easy to serve?

The young man's heart is far beyond ordinary people, completely different from people of her age, and the bearing she exudes is more calm and spicy, and she is always very calm on the surface, no one can see through him?

This is the first time that in the eyes of a young man, he has seen the same shadow in the eyes of the sect masters of the five major sects!

Perhaps in the near future, this young man's name will resound throughout the continent.

"Okay—" Master Cangmo carefully considered it in his heart, and no longer dragged his feet, and readily agreed.

The boy is right, he is an inscription master and has the means, and just finding a reason is enough to prevaricate it.

"Then let's get started!" Cang Mo said.

"Wait a minute," Ling Cheng wiped the ring on his finger with his palm, and suddenly five golden beads appeared in his hand, "Help me engrave the inscription on these beads!"