There wasn’t much time left for Lu Bei. He had been busy all day and didn’t even close his eyes a few times, so he could squeeze out some time to practice.
The first is the sub-profession. I borrowed a lot of skill books from Jiang Suxin’s study. It’s time to learn and upgrade.
With his current main career level, a small investment will yield huge returns, which can be said to be a huge profit.
It is impossible to make real money, you can only make a small profit. The forty life skills books are only suitable for two sub-professions, which are related to calligraphy and stargazing.
Calligraphy is understandable. Jiang Suxin was originally a scholar. Nearly half of the forty skill books are related to calligraphy attainments. Even if Lu Bei has no talent at all, he can still pile up achievements.
Stargazing was outrageous. Lu Bei asked himself, astronomy was too complicated and he really knew nothing about it.
On second thought, it might have something to do with the two magical powers of Cao Xing and Star Master. The starting point is too high, and any leakage is full of talent.
By filling in the gaps with the remaining skill books, it can also be said to be a cramming education, Lu Bei’s original three sub-vocations were upgraded accordingly.
The senior weapon refiner is upgraded to the weapon refiner master, the painter is upgraded to the painting master, and the sword master is upgraded to the sword master.
“What am I talking about? The Abandonment Sutra didn’t misjudge me. This sect leader’s qualifications in swordsmanship are not much worse than his.”
After two and a half years of hard training in swordsmanship, Lu Bei was finally evaluated by the great master of swordsmanship. Lu Bei proved his talent in swordsmanship and was quite proud.
The upgrade of the painting master is quite strange. I picked up the skill book left by Jiang Suxin and flipped through it. It focused on copying and sketching. It has a wide range of applications and is very practical. If you have a good grasp of the painting style, you can write your own book.
Then Lu Bei fell silent.
Thinking of those pornographic pictures in the study that had serious covers but ugly content, I had a new understanding of Jiang Suxin, who looked like a human but looked like a dog.
“You’re such a thick-eyed Jiang Suxin, you secretly draw a book.”
“No, my sect master’s collection is all the original works of King Yan. Will the licking dogs from Zhao Qin recycle them at a high price?” Lu Bei muttered. The Jiang family royal family probably wouldn’t. They would categorically deny it because of their appearance, but King Xin Jiang Li will definitely take as much as he can.
“I will copy a copy and sell it to him some other time, and I will say it is Jiang Suxin’s only copy.” Lu Bei thought for a while and decided on the candidate.
