Night.

The starlight is scattered all over the river, and the moon is shining brightly in the sky.

After entering the middle of summer, Jiangcheng has completely become a city that never sleeps, singing and laughing everywhere.

In the room, Jiang Ning returned his state to his peak, then took a deep breath, pulled out a piece from the pile of inscription whiteboards in front of him, held the inscription pen with his other hand, and slowly condensed the aura into the pen.

Tonight, he's going to start drawing the Big Tornado.

The big tornado is an advanced rune of the small tornado, for Jiang Ning, he knows all the elemental runes in the big tornado very well, and after this period of continuous cultivation, his soul strength can barely support him to draw the big tornado, and now he is just one proficiency short.

A small tornado can sell for 3,000 runes, and a big tornado can sell for at least 10,000.

In addition, you can also improve your inscription skills.

Moreover, the Great Dragon Scroll also has a much higher requirements for cultivation, which is more conducive to his martial arts cultivation.

The small tornado is only useful for ordinary people, while the big tornado is more powerful, and even it has a great impact on the martial arts.

At that time, when he encounters the last Cui Yongzhong incident, he doesn't have to be so embarrassed, he will directly throw out a big tornado, and he can easily take Cui Yongzhonggou's dog head.

The aura and spirit were infused into the inscription pen, and a faint light suddenly appeared on the tip of the pen, and then Jiang Ning followed the rune route of the big dragon scroll, forced himself to stabilize the power output, and carefully drew it.

Mysterious and complex routes began to emerge on the wooden planks.

With the experience of drawing small tornadoes, Jiang Ning is more handy in drawing large tornadoes.

Five minutes later—

"Bang!"

A small explosion resounded throughout the room.

In the smoke and dust, Jiang Ning fanned his nose, shook his palm, and calmed down again, and when the smoke and dust fell, he silently cleaned the room, fortunately, after the last sweep of the small tornado, there were no ornaments in this room, and the explosion did not cause any loss, but the floor was broken, the clothes were rotten, and there were no residents downstairs, so he didn't have to worry about affecting the neighbors.

After cleaning the room briefly, Jiang Ning's state returned to its peak again, and then he calmed down and began to draw runes again.

Six minutes later—

"Bang!"

"I'm special!" Jiang Ning's whole hand was trembling, the tiger's mouth was cracked, a trace of blood seeped out, and the nails of the index finger and middle finger of his left hand were broken, and the flesh and blood inside were blurred, which means that he was a sevenfold martial artist of the Enlightenment Spirit, if it was an ordinary person, or a martial artist with a lower cultivation, it was estimated that he would be lying down in the hospital now.

Relying on his strong physique, he recovered from his injuries quickly.

Then clean the room and think about what detail is wrong in the middle......

Then continue drawing.

Ten minutes later—

"Bang!"

"Woo woo ......"

Jiang Ning trembled all over, trembling at his paws, tears in pain.

Now he was covered with sparse dust, his hair was full of sand and gravel, his clothes were even more tattered, as if he had just returned from a battle, his face was also blue and purple, his hands were oozing blood, and his eyes were slightly dull, as if he had been played.

His face was full of chagrin, like a fool who could only cry his nose......

The big tornado is a relatively complex rune, and the power it blooms is much greater than that of the small tornado.

The power of this explosion alone, the ordinary Enlightenment Fivefold, is difficult to withstand.

"It's fine!" Jiang Ning pinched his cheek fiercely and cheered himself on, "Failure is the mother of success, the more times I fail, the closer I am to success!" ”

"Come on, Jiang Ning, you can do it!"

At this moment, he suddenly thought of a large tornado rune worth eight thousand, and thought that if he became a spirit pattern master, he would be able to earn tens of millions of dollars a year, a lot of money, and he could buy a lot of things, he suddenly perked up, like a fighter, picked up an inscription whiteboard again, and began to draw it carefully.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

……

Explosions continued to resound in the room.

Jiang Ning is like a demon, trying again and again, failing again and again, although he is blown up and wailing every time, but the more this is the case, the more energetic he is, he has the strength to not admit defeat in his bones, and the successive failures did not hit his fighting spirit, but made him more and more persistent.

And the constant failures have also provided him with a lot of experience.

Gradually, he became more and more proficient.

Until a certain moment.

He finally succeeded in drawing the Great Tornado.

He came to the window excitedly, and then spit out his breath in his palm, only to see a cyclone gradually emerge in his palm, and then he quickly rose a downward force, and the cyclone on the wooden board turned faster and faster, and it turned bigger and bigger, and then Nana pushed forward, like a dragon, directly spun in mid-air, tearing out gusts of wind, and making a piercing hiss in the wind.

Under this big tornado, some of the surrounding billboards trembled, as if they would fall off in the next moment.

Fortunately, the floor where Jiang Ning is located is a high-rise building, and fortunately, it is early in the morning, and the sky is very dark, and outsiders can't see the scene here at all.

The tornado spun rapidly, and its size grew larger and larger, even thicker than the surrounding buildings.

It took more than five minutes of rotation for the tornado to gradually dissipate its power and finally dissipate into the air.

Jiang Ning retracted his head, feeling a little satisfied.

The power of this big tornado, if he was in the center, he would be a little overwhelmed.

That is to say, below the fifth level of Qiling, in the face of the big tornado, there is no resistance at all, and it will be directly lifted into the air, and then spin and spin again, so that he doubts his life, and people will vomit out the overnight meal.

Even if he can't turn an immortal, Jiang Ning still has a Soul Crushing Needle that can be kept as a back hand.

These hole cards came down one after another, even if it was the eightfold of the Enlightenment, he was not afraid at all, and even, even if it was the Enlightenment Ninefold, he could try to fight with it.

"Hey......

Jiang Ning smirked.

There are still two months left before the martial arts college entrance examination, and when the time comes, you can also optimize the big dragon scroll by one or two, and your cultivation can also be improved again, and there is also a broken soul needle, this kind of hole card, it is not much of a problem to be admitted to the four major of the Federation.

He put away the inscription whiteboard, on the spirit gathering rune array above, there were slight fluctuations, between heaven and earth, the slightest spiritual energy was converging inside, there was a spirit gathering rune array, this rune, at least a dozen times.

Then he gathered his mind and hurriedly continued to draw the Great Dragon Scroll Rune before dawn.

These are to be sold.

With a successful experience, the rest is much easier.

Although there were still many failures, I managed to succeed several times.

Until eleven o'clock at noon, a total of twenty inscribed whiteboards, six of which were successful. One of the pieces has been used once, and the remaining five pieces, Jiang Ning plans to sell them.

Put the inscription whiteboard into the backpack, and then Jiang Ning came to the largest inscription exchange in Jiangbei.