"Let's try to inscribe an inscription!"
Lu Ming sat cross-legged in the air and closed his eyes. He began to think of various ways to inscribe level one inscriptions.
In his mind, there were more than three million ways to inscribe level one inscriptions given to him by dandan.
Every one of them was different. Inscriptions were like traces of nature, extremely mysterious.
After a moment, Lu Ming opened his eyes. The mental energy fire circulated between his fingers and he began to inscribe in the void.
As his fingertip swept across, a mysterious pattern appeared in the void. On it, there was a burning aura.
This was a level 1 inscription, inscription of heat.
Buzzzzzz!
The runes of heat flew out and were engraved on the wall.
Then, Lu Ming waved his finger and another inscription appeared in the void. This time, it was filled with a cold aura.
This was a level one inscription, the inscription of cold.