"Que'er, have you really decided to become an inscriptionist?" Dao Yan asked.

"Yes, Master." Lin Que replied firmly.Seven or eight days have passed since the end of the battle with the Wang family, Lin Que has been cultivating hard every day, he knows that if his strength is to a higher level, he will have to pay more sweat than ordinary people.All along, he is very interested in inscriptions, so when he has time, he wants to become a first-class inscription master.

"Last time, the teacher told you that becoming an excellent inscription master depends on three points, talent, spiritual power, and treasures. Dao Yan took out two things from his pocket, one was a black brush, no different from an ordinary brush, and the other was a scripture. "Missing, this pen is called Tianding, it ranks eleventh among the thirteen magic pens, weighing eighty-two pounds!"

"Eighty-two pounds?" Lin Que didn't believe it, how could this seven- or eight-inch-long brush be eighty-two catties, and an ordinary weapon was only twenty or thirty catties.

Lin Que tried to pick up the Tianding, but it didn't move at all, like a small mountain.

"Stinky boy, you rely on you, and dare to touch the old man?" Suddenly, a small slit appeared in the barrel of the pen, like a small mouth, and there was a small eye in the small slit, and the joking voice popped out of it.

"Little thing, you look down on me, look at me and tear you up!" Lin Que was furious, and was despised by a small brush.

Lin Que and the brush stared.

Dao Yan smiled slightly and said, "Don't fight between the two of you, you will become a family in the future."

"Go, the old man won't become a family with this yellow-haired boy!" The pen said disdainfully.

"Yes, so do I!" Lin Que is-for-tat.

Dao Yan changed the topic with a black line, saying: "

"The spiritual power of ordinary inscription masters extracts the spiritual liquid by compressing the spiritual power, and because of their low strength, it also causes the spiritual liquid to be impure.

Lin Que didn't know the same as the pen, he went to see the second thing, it was a golden book, there was a big sun on the cover, and there were four big golden characters next to the sun: "Sun Sutra!"

"The Sun Sutra is a very ancient and ordinary scripture, the scripture is divided into nine layers.

"Yes, Master."

Lin Que respectfully picked up the Sun Sutra, although Dao Yan said that the Sun Sutra was a very ordinary scripture, but when Lin Que touched the Sun Sutra, he suddenly had a trace of respect for this book in his heart.

I'm afraid this scripture is not simple, Lin Que thought to himself.

Lin Que turned the first page and saw that it read:

The Sun Sutra is created by an anonymous person, and one-third of the world's martial arts have evolved from it.

Lin Que's heart was pounding, one-third of the martial arts in the world had evolved from it, Jiuyang Dacheng, you could get the power of the Nine Dragons and Nine Elephants.

"Stinky boy, the old man advises you, don't practice the Sun Sutra, with your strength, I'm afraid that if you don't practice at the first level, you will explode and die, or go mad and die." The pen barrel is verbose on the side.

"Go, play." Lin Que doesn't have the kung fu to fight with the pen.

"Cut, the old man kindly reminds you, the guy who doesn't know how to lift." The pen said angrily.

Lin Que flipped the page and saw the first layer of exercises.

"The first layer of exercises needs to absorb the power of the sun, and then wrap it with spiritual power and integrate it into the dantian."

Lin Que sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and entered a meditative state.

"Hey, old man, this guy can't do it, it's been so long, why hasn't he even absorbed a little of the power of the sun?" The pen waited impatiently and asked Yan.

Dao Yan smiled and did not answer the pen, although the pen called him an old man.

The trees were mottled, and the broken sunlight sprinkled in the grass like a jewel, and occasionally the wind came slowly, and the sunlight on the ground swayed.

There were more and more points of light, and they swam along Lin Que's clothes all the way to his skin, and then kept swimming towards its dantian.

The pen's eyes widened in disbelief, it grew its mouth and said, "This, this, it has been refined into the first yang so quickly, how can it be so fast!"

Lin Que thought that he would spend at least two or three days, but he didn't expect that one hour would be enough.

Dao Yan still smiled and said nothing, he knew better than Lin Que why Lin Que could cultivate the first sun, because he had taught Lin Que a Yang Jade before, and the Sun True Fire was to lay a foundation for Lin Que.

"Lin Que, try your power of one dragon and one elephant!" Dao Yan said.

"Yes, Master." Lin Que felt that his body was turbulent, as if there was an ocean roaring.Lin Que gently swung a punch forward, and with a "bang", a boulder ten zhang away suddenly collapsed.

"This, this, this is even stronger than the previous martial arts!" Lin Que said excitedly.

Dao Yan was also very happy, took out a scroll from his sleeve again, and said, "This is an inscription, which records all kinds of inscriptions, as well as the method of engraving the inscriptions.

Lin Que pulled open the scroll and saw that his head was big, because the words on it were crooked, like snakes, like earthworms, like tadpoles, and he didn't know them at all, but under those strange texts, there were regular script explanations.