And the Tianyu Empire, the Tianyu Branch.

After participating in the first prize competition, Luo Qingtong began to live in the three-point and one-line life in the low-level class, Songcheng mentor dormitory and his own dormitory every day.

During the day, I learn all the knowledge about martial arts and martial arts in the lower class and the world.

At night, I studied inscriptions in the courtyard dormitory of Songcheng.

Speaking of which, although Song Cheng has a strange temper, his skills are indeed solid after decades of studying Inscriptions.

I just don’t have much talent and have been struggling at the entry level for so many years.

Looking at the inscription patterns he drew, Xiaoxiangzhu and Luo Qingtong felt extremely irritating.

Especially the little fragrant pig, he said without hesitation: "Oh my god, I draw better than him with pig's hooves! This inscription master is so talented that he is amazing!"

Luo Qingtong's lips twitched slightly.

I really don’t know what expression Song Cheng would have if he knew that he was despised by a pig like this.

However, Song Cheng was not very talented, but he still studied the introductory knowledge he should know.

With his teachings, plus Luo Qingtong's own pupil technique.

Soon, Luo Qingtong mastered the basic principles and usage of inscription techniques.

"Swish!"

Luo Qingtong raised his hand to draw an inscription pattern in the first floor of the Nine-Level Linglong Tower.

The lines on it, every stroke, carries a meaning that resonates with the world and space.

Every stroke and every stroke are just right.

With Luo Qingtong's wrist turning, soon the last inscription line was completed and the inscription pattern was connected.

After a buzz, the energy infusion cycle, and this time, the inscription pattern came alive.

In an instant, a piece of space was obviously cut and put into the inscription pattern.

Luo Qingtong quickly pressed it on the ring he had refined before.

In an instant, a Sumeru space spiritual weapon took shape.

Of course, it is the fake Sumeru space spiritual weapon.

According to Xiaoxiangzhu, this is just the lowest-level space storage magic tool.

The real spiritual weapon of Sumeru space moves mountains and fills the sea, gathers spiritual springs and forms a world of its own.

More advanced space magic tools can also form space element blades, cut and break everything at will.

A powerful inscription master can look down on everything and is not inferior to any powerful warrior in this world.

Otherwise, how did Tian Mingzi escape from those enemies with his body as an inscription master?

However, Luo Qingtong cannot reach the level of Tian Mingzi now.

"Ten square meters."

He looked down at the space ring he had refined, and Luo Qingtong nodded with satisfaction.

It is already very good to be able to refine a ten-square-meter space ring when you first refine it.

In the Zhenyan Continent, the Sumeru space spiritual weapon has almost disappeared.

Not to mention the ten square meters of space ring, even one square meter is enough to attract many strong people!

Those who possess the Sumeru space spiritual weapon are not powerful people from major forces.

Like the Tianyu Royal Family, there is no qualification to possess the Sumeru space spiritual weapon!

"Swish!"

Luo Qingtong turned around and came out of this Nine-Level Linglong Tower space.

This space was opened when she won the first prize of the new generation and was promoted to the Wuhou realm.

The time flow rate inside is one to three, which is very suitable for practicing and practicing inscription techniques.

Luo Qingtong is practicing in it for nothing.
Chapter completed!