Immortal Asura Chapter 65

Elder Qin asked with some doubts; “Masked man? He seems to possess high cultivation, then why did he only save you? Isn’t he not the disciple of our school? Or does he only know you?”

Qin Shiyan shook her head, “Think about it. Once such treasures like the Hot Sun Grass have been discovered, all the world will fight for it. So, whoever gets it, he will surely hide his identity, even if he’s a disciple of our school, right? So, it is reasonable to mask himself. And as for why he saved me. Maybe he knows about me or you. No matter what, I have to thank him.”

Meanwhile, Qin Shiyan cast a grateful look at Zhang Yan. Zhang Yan just rewarded with smile and supplemented: “Then we backed to the cave to save the others, but to find they all disappeared, and were chased by the silvery wolf.”

The Elder Qin angered and abused: “It’s all the old Elder Long’s fault－he almost

ruined the future of Qingyuan school for the Hot Sun Grass. Fortunately, in case you face dangers, the Master sent some disciples to search for you and happened to find them in coma. So, they were saved back, but without you. I immediately went out for you.”

“As soon as we back to the school, I must go to the old Long. I can’t forgive him for letting you almost die in the cave.”

The Elder Qin had complained about the big elder all the way, but felt appreciate for Zhang Yan. They three were rushing back to the Qingyuan school pretty fast.

Arriving at the school, Zhang Yan parted them with an excuse and returned to his house on his own, in case of being suspected.

He sat on the bed with legs crossing and, after calming down, devoted his mind into the Knowledge Ocean. Being in a hurry, he had no time, when he was in the cave, to carefully integrate those memories that

that he had absorbed from the soul and now he could finally recollect the memories. 

He was frowning and looked like a monk who was in the mediation, but actually, he was ingesting the memories at fast speed. Being sucked and assembled by Zhang Yan’s own soul, the pieces of the memories had overfilled his brain with large-quantity and profound knowledge. Zhang Yan had been sitting quietly until the next morning.

When the first morning sunshine shone into the house, Zhang Yan slowly opened his eyes. But his eyes were not bright as usual, instead, he looked tired without any energy. Nothing was more necessary for him than to have a good sleep.

He had slept the whole day and when he woke up again, his eyes looked even deeper, making him more matured with a confident smile

He finally absorbed all the memories of the soul and knew that it was the soul of a spirit tattooist. Acquiring all the experience of the tattooist, he now

he now was an spirit tattoo apprentice with the experience of a great tattooist.

The spirit tattooist was the most mysterious profession in the world. It was said that it originated from th race Spirit, who taught the human beings the spirit tattoo skills. From then on, the profession of the spirit tattooist was formed. Simply speaking, their work was to depict the spirit pattern with variety of functions－the power pattern, to enhance the strength of the warriors; the speed pattern, to improve the speed; and so on. In short, there were many kinds of spirit patterns, so it was a confusing and complex occupation, also the rarest occupation in the world.

They did not have to possess much strength, but to become a spirit tattooist, one needed have a strong soul talent, that is, a high-quality spiritual root－only those who were born with the spiritual root above the Xiantian State could become a spirit tattooist, but they rarely wanted to be one. After all, the After all, the spiritual patterns were not a part of the body. One with own strength was really powerful, so people still wanted to be warriors. Most of them tattooed the spirit as a sideline, so they didn't fully devote themselves in it, that’s why the spirit tattooists were scarce.

Even there were spirit tattooists, they were only at low levels. The high-level tattooists were fewer than the peerless geniuses. So, both in the upper and lower world, they were well respected－everyone tried to flatter them. As for some schools, they would spend a lot of money to cultivate spirit tattooists, but even so, the number of high-level tattooists was still limited.

Because only those who really loved the spiritual pattern would devote themselves to the study of spirit tattoo skills. Of course, some people with a high level of spiritual root talent, but poor physique, were also suitable for being spirit tattooists. After all, they relied on the soul and cultivated through the soul.

Chapter end