Not long after Lin Ming and Xiao Moxian entered the VIP room, a beautiful maid came to greet them. The treatment in the VIP room was different.
"I would like a list of the treasures on display in the VIP room."
Lin Ming glanced at the maids in front of him. The maids in the VIP room were all wearing uniform clothes, and the Wendan Chamber of Commerce's logo was embroidered on their chests.
Soon, the maid handed a jade slip to Lin Ming's hand. Lin Ming was about to explore the contents of the jade slip. At this moment, his heart suddenly shivered. At that moment, a feeling clearly passed through him.
This perception is very hidden. If Lin Ming's soul power were not strong, he would not be able to detect it at all.
This made Lin Ming frown slightly. Who was probing him?
In his perception just now, Lin Ming felt a cold and cold feeling, and he was afraid that the other party had evil intentions.
Lin Ming held the jade slip and calmly used his senses to sweep out and inspect the crowd in the hall, but for the moment he was unable to determine where the senses came from.
This made Lin Ming feel even more awe-inspiring, as it meant that the other party's strength might even be greater than his own!
"With such great strength, could it be that he is the King of the Great Realm?"
Lin Ming was puzzled. He had lived in seclusion at Qingyue Gate for more than twenty years, practicing the divine arts on his own. After he was born, he came to the Divine Arts City and practiced hard for more than a year.
During this period, Lin Ming did not feel that he had provoked any enemies. As for his previous enemies, the Holy Son of Creation, Tian Mingzi and the like, they had been killed by Lin Ming a long time ago. There should be no reason for the Tianluo Killer Organization to do so after twenty years.
After many years, they still stare at me, not to mention that if they want to touch me, they have to think carefully.
Lin Ming felt that no one was paying attention to him now. Why did he come to buy some materials and then be targeted?
"Brother Lin, what's wrong?"
Little Demon Fairy noticed Lin Ming's abnormality and asked.
"It's nothing. Someone is spying on me, and he has a very high level." Lin Ming kept an eye on him and said: "Ignore him. As long as he is in Shenwen City, I don't think he can do anything. Let's just pay attention to him.
Sooner or later it will pop out."
As Lin Ming said this, his eyes suddenly lit up. He didn't pay much attention to the contents on the jade slip just now because of the unfriendly feeling, but now when he looked at it, he was surprised to find several items on the treasure list that he felt very special about.
Something of interest.
Among them was a top-level spiritual treasure called Dragon Clan Contract, and the refining material for this spiritual treasure was surprisingly the Jade Dragon Horn that Lin Ming needed!
"A billion-year-old jade dragon, and the blood marrow in the dragon horn is also well preserved, which is very rare! Unfortunately, it has been refined into a spiritual treasure, and the price is much more expensive than the original material. But even so, I have to buy it
Come down here, such rare materials are something that can only be found but cannot be found."
Lin Ming only used the Jade Dragon's Horn to refine medicine. It was a pity that no matter how good the spiritual treasure was, it would be scrapped.
"It seems that the two billion contribution points I prepared may not be enough... There are many things on this list that I need. By then, if I buy materials, I will spend all my contribution points. There are other good things.
It would be a pity if I didn’t buy the things..."
Lin Ming did some calculations and found that his two billion contribution points were actually stretched thin.
He is so short of contribution points!
"Xian'er, let's go and see what the quality of the Jade Dragon's Horn is."
"Okay!" Xiao Moxian replied crisply, and the two of them walked together towards the display of dragon contracts.
After Lin Ming left, not far from here, there was a private room for VIPs to rest. An exquisite formation was arranged in it to isolate it from all detection.
The floor of the private room was covered with a fur carpet of ancient ferocious beasts. On top of the carpet, there was a tea table. Several men and women were sitting around the tea table, slowly sipping tea.
A beautiful maid knelt on the carpet and poured tea for everyone sitting down. Her tea art was very exquisite.
"I just bought Luoyu Wuhua Tea at this expo. It costs one tael for one hundred thousand points. It can only be picked once every ten thousand years. I also used 72 kinds of natural materials and earthly treasures to ferment and stir-fry. This is how I made this top-notch Luoyu Wuhua Tea.
It’s really good tea. The points are not wasted.”
The person who spoke was a man in a green shirt. He was dressed in ordinary clothes and looked like a scholar among mortals. His cultivation was restrained, making it hard for people to tell the difference.
Next to him, there were several young men and women sitting. These people were all wearing top-quality robes and crowns. They had solid foundations and extraordinary temperaments. They were all obviously outstanding people. However, these people clearly spoke with the youthful tone.
A man wearing a shirt is respected.
Around the tea table, in addition to several young men and women, there was an old man wrapped in a cloak. He had a sinister aura and looked very mysterious.
"Mr. Huo, why...you seem to have something on your mind..." The man in green shirt looked at the old man in black cloak and said with a smile, "Such a good tea will get cold if you don't taste it..."
"It's nothing. I met someone who made me unhappy..." The old man in black cloak had a gloomy voice. Under the cloak that covered his face, a pair of old but sharp eyes like an eagle could be vaguely seen.
The words of the old man in black cloak made the Qingshan man raise his eyebrows, "Who can make Mr. Huo unhappy?"
"Hehe..." The old man in the black cloak twitched the corner of his mouth and laughed sinisterly, "A kid appeared out of nowhere. He made a fourth-level divine talisman that can be used multiple times in a row, called Nirvana Heavenly Tribulation Fire.
Fu, it’s impossible that Prince Haoyue didn’t hear the news.”
"Is it Lin Ming?"
"Yes, that's him!" The old man in black cloak seemed unwilling to mention this name, which made the man in green shirt known as Haoyue County King laugh, "Mr. Huo, you are still brooding over the failure to crack the Nirvana Heavenly Tribulation Fire Talisman.
Huai Huai? Mr. Huo can be regarded as the number one person in the world of dark divine script masters. However, the crack failed this time. I can’t blame Mr. Huo. I estimate that it is a problem of the young man named Lin Ming’s own inheritance..."
Prince Haoyue said meaningfully. The old man in black cloak sitting in front of him was none other than the Overflow Master who failed to crack the Nirvana Heavenly Tribulation Fire Talisman half a year ago.
Master Yiliu's real name is Huo Yiliu, but his name is rarely known.
The treasure expo held by the Divine Inscription Masters Guild is one of the grand events on the Inner Shura Road. As a Divine Inscription Master, Huo Yiliu will certainly not miss this event. He also hopes to find rare materials and materials in this treasure expo.
Other babies.
However, the reputation of dark divine writers is really not good. Many divine writers who claim to be righteous are almost incompatible with dark divine writers. As a person living in the dark world, Huo Yiliu participated in the treasure expo of the Divine Writers Guild.
He can only wear a heavy cloak to hide his identity.
"Inheritance..." A cold light flashed in Huo Yiliu's eyes. He had also thought of what Prince Haoyue said.
For Lin Ming, Huo Yiliu could be described as hating him.
Although Lin Ming did not provoke Huo Yiliu, because of Lin Ming's Nirvana Heavenly Tribulation Fire Talisman, Huo Yiliu acquired a sky-high price array of nearly 200 million points! In addition, his reputation was also greatly damaged!
Nowadays, there are widespread rumors in the world of dark divine spell masters that he, Huo Yiliu, lost to a junior who was new to divine spells, which made Huo Yiliu even more depressed.
As for the decent divine writers represented by the Divine Writers Guild, they were even watching Huo Yiliu's joke.
This made Huo Yiliu feel relieved. All the unfortunate events he encountered were due to Lin Ming. Therefore, even though Lin Ming had not left home for more than a year, he still made an enemy inexplicably.
In the past few months, Huo Yiliu had specially collected information about Lin Ming. He saw Lin Ming's face in the phantom photos, so he could recognize Lin Ming at a glance.
"Lin Ming...Nirvana Heavenly Tribulation Fire Talisman..." Prince Haoyue gently fiddled with the tea leaves with the tea lid, and the corner of his mouth curled up.
Seeing the expression of Prince Haoyue, Huo Yiliu's heart moved, and he vaguely guessed something.
"Prince Haoyue, is he interested in Lin Ming's inheritance?"
"Haha!" King Haoyue laughed loudly, "Yes, this young man named Lin Ming seems to have been involved in the divine arts for a short time. He should have a set of inheritance that is different from the existing divine arts, and this set of inheritance
I value inheritance very much! Lin Ming was able to improve the Fire Talisman of Destruction because of this inheritance. Mr. Huo has never been in contact with Lin Ming’s sect, so naturally he doesn’t understand his inheritance, so it’s not surprising that he failed to crack it.”
"So Mr. Huo didn't lose to the young man Lin Ming, but to the mysterious inheritance behind him!"
When Prince Haoyue said this, Huo Yiliu's face looked better. He did not believe that Lin Ming, a junior, could surpass him in divine arts. He could only say that all his achievements came from inheritance.
Prince Haoyue said: "I suspect that this set of inheritance that Lin Ming has practiced has a special method that allows the divine talisman to be used repeatedly. However, this Lin Ming only transformed the Destruction Fire Talisman, but there is nothing too heaven-defying.
The highest value, fourth-grade divine talisman, no matter how powerful it is, is only a fourth-grade one."
"This set of inheritance is really a waste of resources in Lin Ming's hands, but in my hands, it can have a greater effect!"
As Prince Haoyue spoke, his eyes flickered.
Huo Yiliu's heart moved when he saw it, and he chuckled: "Prince Haoyue is so courageous. I also want to get this boy's inheritance, but there may be a powerful master behind him, so I don't dare to act rashly."
After hearing Huo Yiliu's words, Prince Haoyue chuckled indifferently, "His master is Tianzun, right? A Tianzun would not dare to be compared to big forces, not even the Guild of Divine Script Masters and the Holy Land of Xingji.
Offended, but for our Shenxu Divine Kingdom, it is just a little trouble, nothing like that."
Prince Haoyue spoke very confidently, and he also has the qualifications to be confident. Although his own strength is only a realm king, he is backed by Shenxu Divine Kingdom, and this Shenxu Divine Kingdom is a true god-level force!
At that time, the two top gods of the God Clan—Shen Miao! Shen Xu!
These two top Heavenly Lords were brothers. Later, Shen Miao disappeared unexpectedly, but Shenxu stepped into the realm of true gods, and from then on created the myth of Shenxu Divine Kingdom!
Having said this, Prince Haoyue stood up and said, "Let's go, Mr. Huo, come with me to meet this man named Lin Ming!"