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Even though Luo Qingtong had imagined countless situations before coming here, none of them were consistent with the current development of things.

It didn't matter that she first encountered the Nine-fold Formation that was infused with the aura of the Holy Realm. Now, this Songcheng instructor casually asked her which class she was in and wanted to accept a disciple on her behalf?

The corners of Luo Qingtong's lips twitched slightly.

"I'm sorry, Master Songcheng, I'm not interested in becoming someone else's apprentice. The reason I came here this time is to learn the inscription technique from you."

Song Cheng was originally looking at Luo Qingtong like an "old friend and disciple", but now he listened to her words, but suddenly, the expression on his face disappeared.

"Inscription pattern?" He looked at Luo Qingtong with cold eyes, "Who did you listen to?"

The kind-hearted old man who just kept nodding and praising her for being so good seemed to be Luo Qingtong's illusion.

At this moment, Song Cheng suddenly turned into an expressionless old man with a weird temper.

"I don't know any inscription skills! If you don't want to be my friend's apprentice, you can get out now!"

Song Cheng hated it when others teased him about the inscription technique.

There were students who came to him in the past and told him that they wanted to learn inscriptions from him, but they secretly regarded him as a joke and ridiculed him wantonly.

Now when he hears others saying that they want to learn the inscription technique from him, he can't help but get angry.

"roll!"

As he spoke, he flicked his sleeves and was about to drive Luo Qingtong out of his dormitory.

Feeling the movement outside in his sleeve pocket, Xiao Mingzun's eyes flashed fiercely, and he was about to rush out, but Luo Qingtong raised his hand and held him down through the sleeve pocket.

Song Cheng's identity is unknown, and Luo Qingtong doesn't know if he will cause harm to Ye Qianshan.

If this fragment of soul dissipates, Ye Qianshan's strength will inevitably be affected.

No matter how hard Luo Qingtong deceived Ye Qianxi, she was not willing to let him suffer for herself, so she stopped him immediately.

"It's okay." She said quickly, then suddenly raised her voice.

"Teacher Songcheng! The real Sumeru space spiritual weapon can cut space, gather spiritual springs, and even create a small world!"

"All of the above are the power of inscriptions! They can also enhance the sharpness of weapons, the efficacy of elixirs, and the potential of the human body!"

"You really don't know how to inscribe? Or do you simply don't want it to flourish in your hands, and don't want others to know that everything you do is right?"

Luo Qingtong's voice was sonorous and powerful, resounding throughout the hall in an instant.

"Whoa!" Song Cheng's movement to brush her away stopped.

He raised his hand, and Luo Qingtong's figure, which was about to disappear into the hall, was instantly pulled back by him.

"You know a lot." He snorted coldly, looking her up and down.

I have to say that Luo Qingtong's words really moved him.

Song Cheng has been studying inscriptions for decades. He gave up his original status and hid his strength in Tianyu Branch, just so that one day he could prove that what he did was right?!

"Do you really believe in the existence of inscription technology?" He squinted at Luo Qingtong and asked.

Why do you believe that she still has a bunch of inheritance classics on the inscription technique in her hand!

It’s just too advanced to understand! You have to get started first!

"Believe it." Luo Qingtong looked at him and nodded, "If I didn't believe it, I wouldn't have said so much, right? Tutor Song Cheng?"

Luo Qingtong looked at him with a smile.

The moment Song Cheng brought her back, she knew she had succeeded.
Chapter completed!