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Like magic, Lin Ming took out the Divine Wen Table with special spiritual stone materials from the Sumeru Ring, as well as a pile of various materials piled high.
While Lin Ming was taking out the materials, Huo Yiliu, who had no longer concealed his voyeurism, stretched his head like a rooster, licked his dry lips, and concentrated all his attention on Lin Ming's every move. , for fear of missing any detail.
"The materials used are not unusual, they are all necessary materials for making the Sky Fire Talisman, but there are a few more" Huo Yiliu murmured to himself, "These are not cheap, but they are not ridiculously expensive either. "
Huo Yiliang made a quick judgment.
At this time, Elder Xue had already received some materials and began to process them skillfully and delicately, removing the inferior parts of some materials and decomposing them
Lin Ming took out the Nine Flame Grass contained in the material. His fingertips seemed like precise scalpels, cutting precise small openings on the elixir.
A burst of spiritual power poured into the Nine Flame Grass from both of his hands, and streams of the most essence of the juice suddenly shot out.
A great attraction surged out from Lin Ming's palms, absorbing every drop of essence juice and flowing flexibly. His hands seemed to be dancing, and every movement was smooth and clean, giving people a feeling of being done in one go.
The so -called layman looks at the goal, and the interior looks lively.
Although Lin Ming's movements seemed to others to be somewhat aesthetically pleasing.
But some divine writers watched and became immersed in it. They began to follow Lin Ming's movements involuntarily, and began to make gestures in the void, trying their best to capture the accurate trajectory of each of his movements.
They knew very well that these movement trajectories involved the force and various subtle changes in extracting the juice.
These changes may seem ordinary, but in fact they are profound. Only their group of divine writers can sense some of the mysteries.
Huo Yiliu¡¯s face was gloomy. Lin Ming¡¯s ingenious method of extracting the juice essence alone was enough to put many fifth-grade divine script masters to shame!
Making divine runes is, in a sense, an art.
Lin Ming devoted his whole mind to making the divine runes. After successfully extracting the essence of the extract, he went directly to the next step.
The divine writing pen touches the juice essence, dragging out bright trails of stars. The spiritual power spurting out fixes the void like a dazzle, imprinting the juice essence on it.
He began to concentrate on drawing the small runes, and he had a perfect deduction in his mind for the subtle changes of each rune.
These deductions are the accumulation of his hard work in the past few months. Every slight change is stored in his mind. Now it's just a matter of showing it off perfectly.
Each rune is like a strange flower blooming at his fingertips.
Dots of spiritual power lines intersperse with the runes that appear one after another in strange trajectories, which is indescribable mystery and beauty.
Even people who don¡¯t understand divine arts are shocked by this amazing beauty.
It turns out that boring divine arts can be so beautiful.
At this time, Huo Yiliu's eyes were full of enthusiasm, and his body was trembling slightly. He stared at Lin Ming's every tiny movement with bated breath, trying his best to remember it in his mind.
The other dark divine scribes who spent points are also trying their best to memorize Lin Ming's every move!
However, they found that they could no longer keep up!
It¡¯s not that they can¡¯t remember Lin Ming¡¯s movements, or that they can¡¯t clearly see the runes drawn by Lin Ming, but they don¡¯t know what Lin Ming means by drawing them like this!
Even if they use various analytical secret methods of the dark divine runes, they have not been able to analyze how these small runes are related to each other.
Once you miss one scene, it is easy to lose track of every scene.
Some dark divine scribes have begun to sweat on their faces!
Lin Ming spent a long time drawing the Sky Fire Talisman, and in the blink of an eye, three hours passed.
Lin Ming was not relaxed either. There were beads of sweat on his forehead, but the little demon fairy at the side did not dare to wipe it for Lin Ming, for fear of disturbing Lin Ming.
After several months of hard work, Lin Ming's success rate in producing two improved versions of divine runes has been greatly improved.
Among them, the Evil God Talisman accounts for about 60-70%, while the Heavenly Fire Talisman can reach more than 90%.
Ninety percent is not a 100% success rate, but if Lin Ming uses his "Shen Miao Heart Art" to the extreme and does not hesitate to use up his soul to make a Sky Fire Talisman, he can almost make it.Although the power of using it is not as good as that of Old Man Xue, as long as you can hit it, it will not be a problem to severely damage the King of Kai!
After the test, Old Man Xue suddenly looked at Huo Yiliu with great interest, and asked with a smile: "Old Man Huo, I think your neck was almost broken just now. Did you see what happened?" Although Old Man Xue is not a dark divine scripter, but he can look at Huo Yiliu's face, and he can guess what he has gained from his face. At this time, Huo Yiliu's face was almost as black as the bottom of a pot!
Huo Yiliu didn't say anything. He looked at Lin Ming deeply with a sullen face, his eyes filled with murderous intent and ferocity. Then, without uttering a single glance, he silently retreated to his VIP room.
"I won't give it away." Song Wen smiled slightly, walked onto the auction stage, and said loudly: "Everyone, the auction is about to begin, little brother Lin"
"Okay." Lin Ming responded. On a special piece of talisman paper, he poured his soul power with a sacred writing pen and left a mark. This mark contained Lin Ming's unique soul fluctuations and could not be faked.
Song Wen placed this light IOU that Lin Ming made in just a few breaths on the auction table, and said: "Everyone, our Shenwen City Auction House is auctioning Mr. Lin's IOU this time. If you have no objection, let's start. !¡±
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