"Hahahahaha......"

In the quiet neighborhood, in the messy room, there was a sudden string of nervous laughter.

"It worked!"

Jiang Ning held the inscription whiteboard in his palm, and danced excitedly: "I finally succeeded!" ”

At this time, after more than ten days of penance, his hair was greasy, like a dog kennel that had been scraped by chickens, his eyes were deep-set, his eyeballs were bloodshot, and his whole person was filled with a musty and rancid smell.

Jiang Ning, who fell into a state of "work", completely changed his personality, except for eating, drinking, and lazing every day, he was immersed in the process of cultivation and drawing inscriptions all day long. At the beginning, he would still think about the process, think about what he should pay attention to, and think about how to increase the success rate of painting according to his own style, but in the end, he only had me left in his head that I wanted to succeed, and all the drawing techniques, all the precautions, became his instinct, and all of them were poured into the drawing.

One failure comes twice, two failures come ten times, ten failures come twenty, thirty, a hundred......

It was a process where practice made perfect, and in the process, his inscription experience skyrocketed until finally, he was able to successfully draw a compound rune tornado.

In just over ten days, he can complete the leap from basic runes to compound runes, if this is placed in the inscription realm, it is enough to cause a big sensation, Luo Xinlan gave him a small dragon scroll, which was originally for him to practice before the martial arts examination, and she never thought that Jiang Ning could draw it in such a short time, otherwise she would have explained to Jiang Ning the advanced rune big dragon scroll and sandstorm at that time.

He has been immersed in ultra-high-intensity painting, Jiang Ning's thinking, his feel, and his experience in dealing with problems have never been interrupted, which has made his efficiency reach the extreme.

Of course, not being disturbed is also a key.

If he lived in the city guard army and was entangled with Han Quan and Zhao Tuo every day, his drawing progress would inevitably be greatly reduced.

The process of becoming stronger is the same as saving money, which always makes people feel extremely satisfied, but now the small dragon scroll is not a finished product, it can only be used once, if you want to be able to sell it, you also need a small spirit gathering rune array, but being able to draw the lowest level of the small dragon scroll has exhausted all his strength, and he has no spare energy to outline the spirit gathering rune array again.

However, he was already very satisfied with this, and he rewarded himself with a roast chicken, and by the way, he gave himself an afternoon off.

Cultivation requires a combination of work and rest, and blindly greedy for merit will only backfire.

He sat on the couch, nibbling on roast chicken with one hand and playing with the small dragon scroll runes that had just been drawn in the other.

A strong sense of accomplishment arose.

He even hummed a little song secretly.

But at this moment, his hand suddenly itched and a trace of aura, and the panic still stayed on his face, and he saw that on the inscription whiteboard, the runes gradually lit up like a marquee.

Immediately after, a whirlwind quickly emerged on the inscription whiteboard.

The wind swirled up, and then it spun bigger and stronger, and spun more and more violently, and in an instant it went straight to the ceiling, and then it crawled crookedly like a giant python, sweeping everything in the room.

I don't know if there is something wrong with the rune, in that tornado, there is a wind whirlwind that rotates in the opposite direction from the rest of the wind whirlpool, the big wind whirlpool and the small wind whirlwind continue to collide in the narrow space, like two violent pulling forces, some pieces of paper cloth were stirred into the air, and they were torn to pieces by these two wind whirls in an instant.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Ning's scalp was numb, and he hurriedly threw away the roast chicken, closed all the doors and windows of the room, and then quickly slipped out of the room before the little tornado affected him.

"Bang ......"

The sound of violent exchanges continued to sound, everything shattered, and Jiang Ning felt that his heart was dripping blood.

It's all earned for every penny!

"Why should I be cheap! Why should you be cheap! ”

He patted his right hand in annoyance, covering his face with a pained expression.

His spirit was completely relaxed just now, but his body instinctively turned his aura, but he didn't expect to cause such a catastrophe.

Fortunately, this is only a small tornado, and if it is replaced by a large tornado or a sandstorm, my home is probably almost gone.

However, even the power of the small tornado was not to be underestimated, and when he opened the door tremblingly, he felt his heart go into a suspension.

The unbearable pain of life!

Moreover, because this small tornado made a mistake in a certain inscription, it broke out far more than a normal small tornado in a short period of time, and all the things that came into contact with it turned into fragments, including the plastic square stool he just bought a few days ago, and the only thing that still shows the appearance is probably the old-fashioned sofa left by his parents.

It was solid wood, and the tornado couldn't scratch it, but the outer cover was mostly rotten, except for a few pitiful strips of fabric hanging on an empty wooden shelf.

Jiang Ning's heart was cold......

He sat on the ground, inhaling and deflating.

"Alas......"

After sitting for a long time, Jiang Ning sighed heavily, then got up helplessly and began to clean up the mess all over the ground.

"What went wrong?"

As he cleaned the house, he lost his thoughts.

If it is a normal small tornado, it is absolutely impossible to have such power, it may spin for a longer time, but at least it will not form that kind of tearing force, then these things in the room are only a little messy at best, but they will definitely not be torn to pieces, and the loss will be much smaller.

Jiang Ning dragged the broom, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, the more he thought about it, the more he lost, this hand slippery, the loss was a few thousand, he had to work hard for a few months to earn it back, this hand slippery, the already poor family, instantly worsened.

Moreover, the drawing of the small tornado this time is undoubtedly a failure, and the unstable nature means that there will be variables, and there will be variables that mean that it cannot be bought at a good price.

What's more, this is a failed drawing, and the corresponding is probably that my previous thinking and drawing methods are wrong.

Although it is not necessary to tear it all down and start all over again, it will inevitably take a lot of effort.

It's like a relationship, he was wholeheartedly involved in it before, but when he found out that the object of his confession was wrong, it was undoubtedly much more difficult than before to let him chase it again with such enthusiasm.

Thinking of this, Jiang Ning was about to scold his mother, he felt that he was now choked by life, and he was punched and kicked, and he didn't give him any way to live.

No!

Wrong!

Suddenly, Jiang Ning's movements froze, realizing some possibility.

Since the runes are sold, why do they buy them? Isn't it just used to deal with the enemy to wreak havoc.,Although the correct version of the little tornado is also very good.,But the destructive power caused is much worse than your own abnormal little tornado.,Since it's to do damage.,So why not use a more powerful rune?

In this case, the normal little tornado can be sold for two thousand, so can this abnormal little tornado sell more?

Jiang Ning's eyes lit up.

Yourself, as if you have found a blind spot?