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"Little guy, let's have a good chat."
When Lin Ming obtained the qualification of a third-grade divine scripter, he knew that these old guys must have a lot of questions to ask themselves. This is also inevitable.
Lin Ming nodded and said, "Okay, let's just stay in the side room."
"Okay."
Elder Baipao, Elder Xue, and Elder Su took Lin Ming to the side room. When they entered the door, Elder Xue turned around and said to his apprentice Mengyao, "Just wait here."
Mengyao originally poked her little head and looked curiously into the side room. She also wanted to know Lin Ming's identity, but she was stopped by Mr. Xue's words.
She immediately pouted and muttered: "It seems like others want to know, what's so great about it."
Mengyao sat on the stone chair unhappily. Of course, she was full of curiosity about this human youth who seemed to be about the same age as her. She seemed to know where Lin Ming was from, how he cultivated, and why he was so powerful.
"This guy should have a very powerful master."
Beside Mengyao, Qingying murmured.
"For sureand he is even more powerful than our master"
Mengyao was not shy about what she said. Old Man Xue, who was in the side room and was about to close the door, almost choked when he heard these words.
"This little girl!"
Old Man Xue coughed in embarrassment and could only pretend that he didn't hear it. However, this was also true. He weighed his own level and felt that it was impossible for him to teach a disciple like Lin Ming, even if he was a top-notch disciple. Good rough jade also needs a master to carve out a perfect work of art. The level of the master is very important.
The three old men sat down in front of Lin Ming. The white-robed elder took out the divine scribe robe and divine scribe badge prepared for Lin Ming.
"This is for you, the certification of a third-grade divine scribe. This robe is also made by the guild of divine scribes. On Shura Road, the badges and robes issued by each major power are different in style, but they are all similar ¡¡±
"Well, thank you."
Lin Ming nodded, and with just a wave of his hand, the robe was put on his body.
The divine scribe's robe made by the divine scribe's guild is essentially made of energy runes. Whether you put it on or take it off, you only need to move your mind.
With the robe wrapped around his body, Lin Ming could faintly feel that the vitality and law patterns of the surrounding world were being pulled by this robe, which had an indescribable nourishing effect on his soul. It was obvious that this robe was no longer ordinary.
And the badge is also a carefully crafted magic weapon, which has the effect of gathering soul power and making the spirit more concentrated. Both of the two objects are worth middle-grade spiritual weapons or above.
"Seniors, if you have any questions, I will try my best to answer them." After Lin Ming put on the attire of a divine scribe, his tall figure and loose robes gave him a faint air of being able to ride on the wind.
"There are indeed a few questions. I am very curious. Who is your teacher? I can't think of anyone who would calmly teach a disciple like you in the entire inner Shura path."
Without Lin Ming having to ask, the white-robed elder took the initiative to ask Lin Ming about his teacher's situation.
The competition between the many Divine Text Master organizations in Shura Road is very fierce. If you can recruit a master to join the organization, it will be a happy event worth celebrating. This is much more valuable than absorbing young juniors like Lin Ming.
Lin Ming said: "My master has lived in seclusion for many years and is unwilling to reveal his name"
Lin Ming had already thought of the answer. The old man in white robe was secretly disappointed after hearing this. In fact, this was something to be expected. No matter which force he joined, such a master of divine texts would definitely receive the highest level of courtesy. He is born, and even if he is born, he does not necessarily need to join the Divine Script Masters Guild.
The white-robed elder still seemed unwilling to give up. He asked, "I would like to ask, what level of divine writing master is your master?"
The elder in white robe guessed that Lin Ming¡¯s teacher was at least a seventh-grade divine scripter, probably even worse than the president of the divine scripter¡¯s guild.
Lin Ming said: "I'm sorry, it's not that I don't want to say it, but I don't know the level of my master's divine and cultural skills. As far as I know, my master has been in seclusion for at least one to two hundred million years. Even if he comes out of the mountain, I'm afraid not many people recognize him"
Lin Ming was full of nonsense, but in this situation, in line with Lin Ming's recent achievements and his serious expression, his ambiguous statement, no matter how ridiculous he said??The runes are very useful. If you have points, you have priority in trading rare materials. "
The white-robed elder offered so many favorable conditions in one breath. This was almost the treatment that the Divine Text Masters Guild would give to ordinary elders. Now that he was promising Lin Ming like this, it was true that with Lin Ming's current achievements, it was certain that he would become an elder. , it is entirely possible to become a red-robed elder, president and vice-president.
Such conditions are also the limit that the white-robed elder can agree to. Lin Ming also felt very satisfied. He pondered slightly and said, "Junior, I have something I would like to ask some seniors for advice."
"But it doesn't matter."
Lin Ming considered the words for a while and said: "According to this junior, there are several big forces nearby, all of which have long-term cooperative relationships with the Divine Wen Master Guild And there is one force that this junior is very interested in. It is called Tianluo Killer Group. !¡±