Chapter 1 Chinese is divine writing!

Style: Fantasy Author: heartstrings flickWords: 3799Update Time: 24/01/13 08:26:04
"ah!"

In the cave, Lin Ming suddenly sat up, his forehead covered with beads of sweat.

He looked around in confusion. This was a hidden cliff cave.

"What's going on? I was in the plane crash just now."

Suddenly, he seemed to remember something and lowered his head suddenly.

No wounds, no blood.

"My abdomen was smashed to pieces by the explosion, but I didn't die and even recovered?"

Lin Ming was a little confused for a moment. At this time, a flood of memories came into his mind.

In my memory, the original owner was also named Lin Ming.

Before he was fifteen years old, he was the most favored legitimate son of the Lin family in Qingming Prefecture. However, he had been in Xuanwen Academy for three years and still could not comprehend a single divine inscription.

Just tonight, the original owner went out, picked up a leak from a small secret realm, and got a heaven-level divine book. This was his hope for entering martial arts practice.

However, those who possess a jade are guilty!

He attracted prying eyes.

On the way back to Xuanwen Academy, he was chased and had to hide in a cave. He pinned all his hopes on Xuanwen Academy.

He wants to practice, become a true warrior, and have a chance to survive.

However, the original owner never imagined that the so-called heavenly high-grade divine document was actually a trap, and he reached a dead end the moment he started practicing.

The soul is annihilated!

The original owner died, but now Lin Ming is here.

It was strange that he figured out the current situation, what a sacred book was, and then continued to explore the memory.

It turns out that this world is called Cangxuan Realm and has a brilliant martial arts civilization.

After cultivating to great depths, one can fly to the sky and escape from the earth, move mountains and fill the sea, and some strong ones can cross the stars and even live forever!

If you want to become a strong martial artist, you must master the divine writings.

At this time, a ray of breeze blew gently, and the sacred books on the ground opened.

After taking a quick glance, Lin Ming was suddenly stunned.

Because the entire book is centered around the analysis of a divine inscription, and that divine inscription is more than familiar to him? It’s just instinctive!

“This is Chinese!!!”

Lin Ming was a true descendant of Yan and Huang, and in the huge Cangxuan world, there was probably no one who knew the divine texts better than him!

After getting excited, he picked up the sacred book and read it.

Suddenly, Lin Ming suddenly tore up the sacred document and said, "That's nonsense. What this thing says is specious. It just leads people to death. It has vicious thoughts and methods. Who is it?"

At this time, Lin Ming heard movement, which was a burst of noisy footsteps and a man's voice:

"Quickly, keep looking. We must find Lin Ming. We must see him alive and his body before he dies."

Lin Ming's whole body was filled with chills, and his body was trembling uncontrollably. "I was bound to die, but now that I can live another life, I have to die immediately. That's too unacceptable!"

He held his breath and hid in the cliff cave. The cave was on the lower edge of the cliff wall and was blocked by many vines, making it extremely difficult to detect.

After a while, the footsteps faded away, and Lin Ming said to himself:

"It seems that my current situation is not too good. I traveled across time to replace the original owner. To others, the original owner is not dead."

A sense of crisis enveloped Lin Ming, and he had to think of a countermeasure. However, in the world of martial arts, any good countermeasures and strategies require strength.

So, he began to search through his memories to find out why the original owner could not condense the divine inscriptions and practice cultivation.

After a moment, Lin Ming understood.

The original owner was unable to understand the divine text. Even if someone told him, he could not truly understand it.

But Lin Ming was different.

He is a descendant of the Yan and Huang Dynasties, and he graduated from the Chinese Department. He still had time to take the Chinese Level 10 exam and passed it with perfect scores.

In other words, condensing divine inscriptions is not difficult for him, but it is his greatest talent.

Lin Ming exhaled and crossed his legs to sit up.

At this time, relevant memories emerged——

To step into the martial arts, one must understand the divine inscriptions, condense the first divine inscriptions, and then open up the divine inscriptions space, so that one can sense the aura that widely exists between heaven and earth.

For others, the difficulty of condensing the divine text lies in comprehending it. If you cannot comprehend it, you will not be able to learn it.

For Lin Ming, the difficulty of condensing divine texts lies in choice.

There are too many to choose from!

It happened that he was in crisis, and he couldn't calm down no matter what, until a flash of inspiration flashed and Lin Ming patted his thigh.

"Yes, calm down first. As the saying goes: Whenever there is a big event, you need to be calm, isn't it right now?"

So he condensed the word "quiet" in the sacred text.

As soon as this word came out, the stars in the night sky suddenly changed, and the sky and the earth were filled with purple energy, covering the boundary of Qingming State.

At this time, purple light bloomed in the cliff cave. This light represented the transcendent level of the divine writings he had condensed.

With a slight thought, the word "quiet" appeared between his eyebrows.

The next second, there was a light sound between the eyebrows.

Bo!

There is no difficulty in opening up the divine space, it comes naturally.

At this point, Lin Ming condensed the first divine inscription.

He officially entered the path of spiritual practice, reaching the realm of inspiration.

At this time, Lin Ming was immersed in his mind and realized the effect of the divine text of "quiet".

1. Shield the secrets and make them difficult to track.

2. Purify your mind and clarify your nature, greatly improve your understanding, avoid being disturbed by delusions, and be more focused on your work.

3. Strengthen the foundation and cultivate the vitality, and improve the affinity of body and mind to spiritual energy.

"Is this what it feels like to be a genius?" Lin Ming took a deep breath of air.

Suddenly, he found a dull pain all over his body and felt uncomfortable, but he could not check himself, so he condensed another divine "view".

It is also a purple divine inscription, transcending the rank.

And the night sky of Qing Mingzhou once again swelled with purple energy.

The word "Guan" appeared between Lin Ming's brows, and he immediately felt the difference——

Ordinary people's eyes are eyes for seeing. They can see colors, see the movement of objects, and see appearances.

And after he condensed the word "Guan" in the sacred text, he gained an extra pair of eyes, which allowed him to observe everything in the world, observe all kinds of details, and see the essence.

He looked inside again, and the divine text "Guan" glowed with a hazy purple light.

Suddenly, he noticed tiny cracks all over his body.

That kind of crack is not visible to the naked eye, and it cannot be detected even when spiritual energy is introduced to sense it, but it does not mean that the crack does not exist.

This is the consequence of practicing the sacred book that leads people to death, and there are actually some problems with the body.

Lin Ming must heal his body first.

The appearance of purple light twice drew out the aura. After Lin Ming's aura came out, the group of people looking for him suddenly stopped.

The leading silver-faced man discerned for a moment and pointed in the direction of the cliff, "Let's go, he was over there just now."

At this time, Lin Ming had already condensed "healing" as the third divine inscription.

The condensation of divine texts is not perfect, there is no transcendent level, it is just the golden color of heaven level.

Although it is not as good as the purple divine inscription, the healing effect is also very good, and his body recovers quickly.

However, Lin Ming was not satisfied. He knew that his real difficulty was the group of pursuers.

Now we must gather the lethal divine words!

He didn't think much about it, he already had a choice - the word "sword" in the sacred text and the three-foot green sharp edge on his waist.

There are also two divine words of "force" and "speed", which are timeless truths in actual combat.

UI!

One force can defeat ten!

These two sentences were deeply remembered by him.

The divine text continued to be condensed, but Lin Ming thought of another point.

"I'm just a modern person. Even if I have speed, strength, and the ability to hold a sword, can I really survive in the face of being surrounded by many people?"

The answer is, no!

He has insufficient practical experience, so what should he do?

With his brain spinning rapidly, he came up with the answer - when facing a group, the best way is to assassinate.

Therefore, Lin Ming condensed another divine inscription with the word "hidden".

When he condensed the four new divine inscriptions, the sky in Qingming Province was once again filled with purple energy.

The Hongmeng Purple Qi fell down three times in a row, and the vision was brilliant, which had attracted the attention of the powerful people in Qingming State and even several surrounding states.

Naturally, there are also strong men in Xuanwen Academy who are closest to here, looking up at the sky.

A middle-aged man in white clothes and a chubby fat man set out from the academy to find the source of the vision.

At this time, inside the cliff cave, Lin Ming looked at the four divine symbols he had condensed.

"Strength", "speed", "hidden", "sword".

The first three are gold and the last one is purple.

Corresponding effects: Strength quadrupled, speed tripled, aura and body hidden, all things transformed into swords, and kendo affinity.

In this way, the seven words were ready, the divine space shook slightly, and his cultivation instantly reached the perfection of spiritual realm.

At this time, the crisis had arrived, right above Lin Ming's head.

The cliff above the cave was full of people, and a joking voice sounded: "Mr. Lin, do you still want us to invite you out?"

Lin Ming did not answer, but breathed out gently. The word "Guan" appeared in the center of his eyebrows. Under the reflection of his mind's eye, every detail within ten feet was revealed.

He focused his attention and saw the crowd above the cliff——

Everyone wore masks to cover their faces and black cloaks, 27 people in total!

Lin Ming muttered softly: "Quiet!"

After calming down, he slowly drew out the three-foot Qingfeng.

Immediately afterwards, the divine text with the word "hidden" floated to the top of his head.

His body seemed to be covered in transparent clothing, and he was almost invisible in the dim light.

The air trembled like transparent ripples, and Lin Ming activated the speed effect of the divine word "speed".

Whoosh!

Under the bright moon, a vague shadow jumped into the sky, and a sword came out.

Heads fell to the ground.

The people in black robes didn't react, but they heard a voice that sounded like a god or a demon in their ears.

"27."

The man in black robe witnessed the death of his companion and watched the headless corpse fall softly, but there was no one around him.

A sense of fear arose in their hearts, and their movements slowed down for half a beat.

At this time, the only man in the silver mask shouted: "Be careful, it's an assassination!"

Before he finished speaking, another series of counting sounds sounded.

"26,25,24,23..."

There was a sound of death, as if the god of death was coming, wielding an invisible giant scythe to harvest life.

They were on full alert, one or two back to back, wary of their surroundings.

However, Lin Ming's killing continued, sometimes piercing the heart with a sword, sometimes wiping the throat with a sharp edge, and sometimes breaking off limbs.

Soon, Lin Ming counted to "9".

At this time, the man in black robe had cold liver and gallbladder.

"Who, who is killing us? Why do you want to protect Lin Ming?"

"It's the protector of the Lin family. Yes, it must be the protector of the Lin family. I'm wondering how Lin Ming could have no one to protect him..."

"No, no, no, you shouldn't have come. It's hard to earn money for your life. You're dead this time!"

"Run, since we didn't show our faces anyway, just run."

After saying that, one person took the lead and turned back, running towards the back of the cliff.

The silver-faced man shouted: "Don't move, running will make you die faster, the young master is coming soon!"

The rest of the black robes ignored him, collapsed, and followed closely.

In the shadows, Lin Ming frowned, "Young Master? Who is it?"

As his thoughts turned around, he suddenly discovered that the divine words "hidden" above his head were flickering, as if they had no energy.

Lin Ming raised his sword eyebrows slightly, and the three-foot green blade penetrated into the ground.

The sword energy spreads vertically and horizontally, releasing in all directions.

In an instant, all the surrounding vegetation and flying rocks can be transformed into swords.

call out! call out! call out!

The sound of countless sharp blades piercing the air sounded.

Flying leaves, running stones, dead trees, and floating flowers all turned into flying swords at this moment.

These flying swords condensed into a long dragon of swords, flying up and passing through the fleeing black robes.

puff! Boom!

The black robes fell to the ground one after another, their bodies covered with sword marks, and blood trickling across them like a stream.

After one sword strike, the harvest is complete.

The flashing word "hidden" disappeared with a bang.

Lin Ming's figure slowly condensed out of nothingness, his pure and handsome face as cold as frost.

He pulled out the long sword on the ground, raised the sword's edge, and pointed it at the silver-faced man.

The three-foot green front reflects the light of the bright moon and captures the eyes of the silver-faced man.

Lin Ming raised his sword eyebrows slightly and said with a smile: "You are the only one left. The voice sounds familiar. Take off your mask and let me have a look."