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Chapter 873 The Tenth Grade of Yinwen

The situation of Yinwen in Fengdu City is somewhat different from what Li Su expected.

I thought that they should all be in some special places. After all, the first inscription was actually found in the government office.

Unexpectedly, after Yang Ping introduced it to him and took him to see it, he discovered that the situation was completely beyond his expectation.

There are bowls, teacups, and stalls on the streets, alleys, and pathways. There are so many of them that it is beyond imagination.

Although compared to the seventh-grade Yinwen, what Yangping brought himself to find belonged to the tenth grade.

Undoubtedly, they are much simpler than those of Qipin Yinwen.

The structure itself, the level, and even the strength, are all very different.

"Yinwen has levels."

"As of now, the high-level master is the fourth-grade Yin Wen."

"The grade has not been improved by one level, and the difficulty is more than ten times higher than before. Not only that, even the lowest grade tenth grade Yinwen is extremely difficult to comprehend.

Even with the true immortal level, it often takes more than a month of effort to understand the simplest things. "

"The Yin script is different from the martial arts, but an original script that greatly benefits the soul. It is actually a miracle of creation."

"The eighth, ninth, and tenth grades can increase the strength of the soul and strengthen the soul."

"The fifth, sixth, and seventh grades can increase the hardness of the soul and strengthen the soul."

"If you are above the fourth level, it involves the sublimation of the soul, the ability to create, and the transformation from within the soul."

Yang Ping said with a hint of enthusiasm and more helplessness in his tone: "Unfortunately, the difficulty is too great. Even if it is the genius of the great sect, it is not easy to understand the fifth grade Yinwen. There are only a handful of them."

"Not only does it have amazing talent requirements, it also has high requirements on the soul. Even if you understand it, it will take a lot of time to adjust and let the soul gradually adapt."

"The more you understand, the greater the pressure on your soul."

"I heard that in the center of Fengdu, there was a statue with an astonishing number of inscriptions engraved on it. Taiyi Dzogchen once accidentally took a look at it, but instead of understanding it, his soul was hurt, and his origin was hurt by the words. The Daoji was crushed, and he almost died, and his soul collapsed on its own, which was very scary."

"There are rumors that it should be a first-class inscription, and it is related to the first person in the ancient underworld. The statue is the rumored Emperor Fengdu, and the inscription on it is Emperor Fengdu's understanding of the soul path."

Pingyang has regained his composure, showing his amazing talent in tourism services. He combined his knowledge with the actual situation. While leading Li Su through the streets and alleys to find the location of Yinwen that he knew, He also provided relevant explanations to Li Su effectively.

The benefits of Yinwen and the horror of Yinwen are clearly explained.

Listening to Yang Ping's explanation, Li Su nodded and remembered the Yinwen he had seen along the way one by one.

The tenth grade Yinwen is not a big problem for Li Su.

After all, it only took him a moment to understand, understand and carry it into his soul at the seventh level.

It can be said that the difficulty of the tenth-grade Yinwen is thirty times worse.

Li Su can basically memorize it with just one glance, and he will master it soon.

Along the way, Yang Ping took him to see almost a thousand things with inscriptions written on them.

They are all small objects, of various kinds and of many kinds.

By now, a considerable amount of inscriptions had formed around the household registration plate in the center of his soul, as if there was an extra layer of skin covering it.

The first seven-grade Yin text learned is deeper, in the flesh and blood.

It's a pity that Li Su's feeling about the so-called strong soul in Yang Ping's mouth is very low and not obvious.

It's right to think about it. He has already cultivated the Supreme Soul. In the same realm, his soul is several times, even dozens of times, that of ordinary Taiyi. If the effect of this inscription is the same as that of ordinary monks, it would be terrible.

Although in terms of improvement, the effect is not obvious.

But this is only the tenth grade Yinwen after all, and there are nine and eight grades above it.

Li Su had a hunch that if he could go around Fengdu and master all the inscriptions, he would undergo a transformation and make an astonishing improvement.

Moreover, the difficulty of practice will be greatly reduced in the future.

The difficulty of the soul's supreme cultivation will drop by several levels. Perhaps by completing the refining of the Yinwen, he will be able to condense the Three Thousand Middle Ways and enter the late stage of Taiyi.

The improvement in strength that can be seen with the naked eye undoubtedly makes Li Su a little excited. Now he has an enemy. This is not just imaginary, but an actual existence. Moreover, this enemy is extremely terrifying. If he wants to fight against it now, it is no longer a matter of trying to block the car. , but like a worm shaking the sky.

Although they are both small, Li Su understands the gap between them very well.

A pursuit is only thousands times, ten thousand times the distance.

One is Ganges River sand, a unit that is difficult to measure with numbers.

This put tremendous pressure on Li Su, making him extremely eager to become stronger.

However, forget about the improvement of understanding, the money given is indeed a bit small.

A tenth-grade Yin Wen, one who understands it, is only given 500 Yin Yuan.

Not Yin Yin Yuan, just Yin Yuan.

It is a thousand times different from the seventh grade.

After walking for a long time, he actually got as much money as he had learned from a seventh-grade Yin text in the government office. In other words, if he only learned ten-grade Yin script, he would only earn a maximum of 1,500 Yin silver dollars in a day. .

Equivalent to three hundred heads?

Since he dares to cause trouble for Jiejiao, the other party must be a big sect. Although the big sect itself does not have many disciples, the situation is different with its subordinates. There may be tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands.

Three hundred a day, only three thousand in ten days.

The only good thing is that when Yang Ping came over, he said that the number of Grade 10s discovered so far was only about 10,000.

When the enlightenment is complete, it will be the ninth level, and then the eighth level.

Undoubtedly, the higher you go, the more Yin Yuan your understanding will give you.

Although the number will also drop significantly, the problem is not that big. After all, there is no need to kill all the subordinates, right? If the upper part is destroyed, the tree will naturally fall and scatter.

In this regard, Li Su maintained a certain degree of optimism.

Fortunately, Yang Ping, who was still making introductions, obviously didn't know what Li Su was thinking, otherwise you can completely imagine what kind of expression he would show.

Because of the destruction of corpses and traces, Li Su and the others did not encounter any trouble.

After all, Fengdu is too big, and this place has become a lucky place. It is basically enough to send a true immortal to target Yang Ping.

You must know that along the way, Yang Ping not only introduced Yinwen to him, but also talked about many issues related to food, clothing, housing and transportation.

For example, when it comes to food, there are really a lot of natural resources and treasures in the underworld.

There is even ancient Tiangong Qiongjiang. Someone has exchanged it for a full ten Yin gold yuan. It can definitely be said to be frighteningly expensive. Even the sixth grade is not enough. You have to understand the fifth grade Yinwen to be able to afford it.

Of course, the benefits are amazing.

Improving lifespan, nourishing the soul, and sorting out the avenues are worthy of the ancient heavenly things.

When hearing Yang Ping's introduction, Li Su couldn't help but complain. After all, it was amazing that wine that had been aged for a million years could still be drunk.

Soon, night fell.

Well, maybe someone is surprised.

Ever since the underworld appeared, the sky has been in a long night. All the glory of Fengdu comes from the lights. It has always been night.

Actually, not really.

Although Fengdu is lit up with lights, there are still differences.

During the day, there will be more lights, making it look like day.

When night comes, many lights will go out. Even in the city, you can clearly feel that night is coming, and many alleys gradually turn dark.

The harvest was good. After walking for a day, Li Su collected almost 3,500, which was close to 35% of the tenth grade.

However, the soul coat has already taken initial shape, covering the hands, feet, and body.

But there seems to be something missing that prevents them from being connected and forming a whole. As a result, although the strength is there, the discount is huge.

It is estimated that they will have to wait until the ninth and eighth grades of Yinwen are comprehended before they can form a whole.

“That’s it for today!”

Li Su suddenly stopped and looked at Yang Ping.

The other party was a little absent-minded. Although his work was not affected, it could be seen that his mind was not here.

Hearing Li Su speak, Yang Ping couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He is no longer entangled in why Li Su killed someone but was not forcibly recruited, as well as Li Su's identity and his relationship with Jie Jiao.

In the world of immortality, breaking the casserole and asking the truth is the way to death.

He knew this well, and if the other party didn't tell him, he wouldn't ask.

The main reason for his absent-mindedness at the moment was that he was not living alone and had people to take care of. Normally he should have gone back at this time, but today was a rare opportunity.

Being employed for a whole day was definitely unprecedented.

Normally, by the time the troublemaker shows up, it's basically over, just a few dozen Yin Yuan.

By now, he has earned almost two Yin Silver Dollars. For him, this is definitely an astonishing amount of wealth that can be used for a long time.

Therefore, he doesn’t want to stop and has persisted until now, hoping to earn more.

But now night has fallen and he must go back.

Not only are the people at home crying for food, but as mentioned before, living in Fengdu requires consumption. Basic living requires two yin yuan a day, food and housing.

It's not a big problem if you don't eat for one day, but you have to guarantee your accommodation every day, otherwise you will be kicked out of the room and spend a night on the street.

Although the nights in Fengdu are not dangerous, there is something called the dark wind.

It is very unfriendly to the soul. Although it is not well-known, once it is blown, it will make the soul weak and even 'sick'.

Although this kind of disease in the soul looks like an ordinary person catching a cold, it is very troublesome and must be solved with medicine.

"Take me to find a place to rest near where you live and continue tomorrow."

Although Li Su had a good understanding of Fengdu's situation at the end of the day, he had no intention of firing him.

Not only because of his status as a disciple, but more importantly, this guy is very useful.

As long as he is here, there should be no problem with at least the 10th and 9th-grade Yin Wen. As for the 7th and 6th grades, it is just right to take his identity and let the Jiejiao channel help him.

After all, among the eight major sects in the mythical world, in terms of number of disciples, the Jie sect naturally has the most disciples.

As for his identity, Li Su planned to take a look first. It was not about the treasure, but he still had some questions about Jie Jiao's current situation.

Yang Ping's eyes lit up, his face couldn't help but a touch of fire, and he said excitedly: "Okay!"

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Following Yang Ping, Li Su arrived near where he lived.

Yang Ping looked at the inn in front of him and said directly: "This inn is one of the best places nearby. Although it is more expensive than other places, it can nourish the mind and nourish the soul. If senior brother plans to start with Yinwen, , living in this kind of inn can effectively help you reduce the pressure on your soul caused by comprehending the inscriptions."

As professional as ever, Yangping gave full play to his abilities.

Although he didn't feel the so-called soul pressure from the other party, Li Su still nodded. The inn was nice, surrounded by a special soul light, which actually attracted his soul and wanted to enter it.

However, at this moment, a voice came from not far away, with a very arrogant tone and a hint of impatience.

"Little thing, you're so cute. This face is so elastic. It won't tear apart no matter how hard you tear it."

"This is the last chance. Where are the others, Hinata?"

In an instant, Yang Ping's pupils shrank suddenly, and his whole body began to tremble. He turned around suddenly and thought about where the sound came from.

Not far away, an alley.

There are several people.

There are five adults and three children.

Among them was a big man, holding one of the six or seven-year-old children with one hand, pinching the other person's face, and lifting the other person in the air.

His cheeks were torn and red blood was dripping.

The child cried in pain, but said nothing. His eyes were wide open, and he just stared at the other person.

Not just him, but the other two little ones had eye-catching slap marks on their faces, which were purple in color, and their mouths were bleeding continuously.

They fell to the ground, their little bodies trembling, but they bit their cheeks and looked at the five people in front of them with hatred.

There was fear, but mostly anger.

The next second, Yang Ping went crazy, his pupils were red and his face was distorted.

Yang Ping's figure disappeared and he headed straight into the alley not far away. He couldn't help but roar, "Wang Wang, you are looking for death!"

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