Chapter 4818: a way to help her

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Speaking of it, the Taiyin saint and Ye Lingyue still have some connections.
It’s just that Ye Lingyue never imagined that she would only be in contact with the other party for thirty-three days, especially if she was not there.
"Why do the Taiyin saints leave the ancient Taiyin seal on 'Ye Lingyue'? Is it true that ‘Ye Lingyue’ is also the life of Taiyin?

Ye Lingyue felt very confused.
She had already checked it earlier. Although "Ye Lingyue" is a baby, it is not a body of the sun, nor a woman of the sun.
However... this is also after the "Ye Lingyue" was sealed, if it was before the seal, it is not known.
At least according to the birth of "Ye Lingyue", she is not the life of the Taiyin.
"This is not known. Only the Taiyin saints know why they should do it. The reason why the old man did not tell the truth to Chu Laotaijun and Ye Lingyue was that he did not need to offend the Taiyin."
The president of the consonant said truthfully.
The strength of the Taiyin is still very terrible.
Even, the president of the consonant doubts, the leaves of Ye Lingyue’s face, the ancient Indian seal, have some traces of the Taiyin saint.
Once "Ye Lingyue" breaks it, or tries to break the ancient Yinyin, it will be discovered by the Taiyin saint. The other party may also kill the killer, which is even more unfavorable for "Ying Lingyue".
"The president will have a way to resolve the Taiyin seal?"
Ye Lingyue asked.
Whether the Taiyin seal is left by the Taiyin saint, as long as it can be cracked, it can break the dilemma that Ye Lingyue can't unite.
"No, the ancient Yinyin is very esoteric. I am afraid that only the Taiyin or the very few people of the Taiyin will know how to resolve."
The president of the consonant shook his head.
Seeing Ye Lingyue revealing a disappointing look, the president of the consonant hesitated.
"However, this is not absolute. There may be a way to help you and concentrate."
The president of the consonant said.
"What method?"
Ye Lingyue's eyes, but also the hope of color.
"Using inscriptions, if you can engrave inscriptions on your veins and even on Dantian, you may be able to break the of the Taiyin gods and condense some of the power. However, it is very difficult, and the old man has never seen anyone succeed.

The president of the consonant hesitated, or said his thoughts.
In thirty-three days, inscription technology is very mature.
As Ye Lingyue saw earlier, the inscription can be engraved on almost any item.
From the medicinal herbs and weapons to the meditation, even the ancestors of the Galaxy engraved the inscriptions on the body.
Even so, no one has inscribed it on the ribs and even on Dantian.
"The old Yinyin is left on your face, thus sealing your ability to condense your strength. If you want to break it, you can only start from the inside and outside, from Dantian."
The president of the consonant boldly put forward his own opinions.
"But how can I engrave the inscription in the body, at least the inscription on my hand can't be done."
Ye Lingyue smiled bitterly.
Even if she is willing to try, at the moment, she has no way to achieve it.
"Most of the instructors only mastered the method of engraving inscriptions, but in the inscriptions of the six levels, there is a method of engraving inscriptions. However, there is only one place that can be found in this method, that is, the Cangmeng Federation of Trade Unions."
The president of the consonant said frankly.
The inscription inside is extremely rare, and most of the masters will not.
However, the Cangman Federation of Trade Unions exists as the top inspector of the whole continent, and there are corresponding inscriptions.
It’s just that the level of the inscription is very high, and even if it is the president, it can’t be easily touched.
"According to the practice of the General Union in previous years, if you can get the first place in the annual assessment, you can go to the Federation of Trade Unions to select an inscription."
The president of the consonant said.
"It looks like I have to agree to the invitation of the stream."
Ye Lingyue shrugged.
I don’t know if the president and the streamer are colluding well.
But even if it is known to be a trap, just in the way of engraving the inscription, Ye Lingyue must also get the first place in this annual assessment.
Apart from other factors, she still wants to go to the Promise.
Promise is the only land she can now come into contact with, the realm of the gods.
For centuries, Xin Lin walked on the ground for a long time, but never heard the whereabouts of her mother, Ye Huangyu and Xiaoyan.
Xin Lin advised Ye Lingyue to make the worst plan.
In Ye Lingyue's heart, she always looks forward to the existence of a glimmer of life.
She is convinced that the mother must be alive.
Promise days fly up, maybe, mothers are in the Promise.
Therefore, this time's journey of Promise, for Ye Lingyue, can be described as a pair of birds.
"I still have something, I don't understand it very well. The president, how did you come to the undead?"
Let Ye Lingyue feel very puzzled, as well as the undead sorrow of the president.
It stands to reason that the bright collar is degraded, and the two undead sorrows have disappeared into the realm of the gods. There should be no more dead lines in the world.
The injury on the president of the spirit can be undead.
Can it be said that there is still a ruin in the Guangming collar?
"This incident, the old man did not want to say more. But since you know the undead, then the old man said the last one, lest you encounter it in the future, and encounter the same thing as the old man."
The president of the consonant sinks and tells Ye Lingyue what happened to him these days.
President Confucius is a six-level teacher.
For the six-level instructor, most of the inscriptions on the continent of the continent have little meaning.
With the help of Xilu, the president of the consonant often draws various new inscriptions every day, and looks for some ancient inscriptions that have been lost for a long time.
A while ago, he accidentally learned that an ancient inscription was engraved on the wall of the remains of an ancient city on the mainland of Cangmang.
After the news that the ancient inscriptions and the fascinating presidents got the news, they took the initiative.
In the abandoned ancient city, there are indeed some broken walls and ruins, and there are many intriguing ancient inscriptions.
Although most of the ancient inscriptions are some defective products, the inscriptions are very precious.
In particular, some ancient inscriptions are extremely special in their techniques, and they are very useful for drawing inscriptions on the continent.
The president of the consonant is there, just like finding a rare treasure.
He spent his sleepless nights and stayed there for a few days and nights.
Just as the president of the Consonance intends to print down the ancient inscriptions one by one, and brought them back to study in detail, they were unexpectedly attacked.
Speaking of the attack, the president of the consonant could not help but be excited and could not wait to jump from the bed.
Also lost Ye Lingyue's good words and appease, he only controlled the emotions, and talked about the things at the time.