Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

"Next..."

Mei's eyes swept over Ye Feng. Luo Mi's eyes flashed a faint wave, but there was no other meaning.

I can't see too many expressions, no contempt, plain like water, just like Ye Feng, a factotum disciple, who is no different from the elite of the outer and inner gates.

Reaching out to take out the first-class inscription and put it on the counter, Ye Feng subconsciously looked at Luo MI. At a close distance, people were even more surprised at the woman's beauty.

The head and the eyebrow are like moths, the face is like snow, the eyes have a feeling of being thousands of miles away, and the long hair falling on the shoulders vaguely emits a strange fragrance.

It has to be said that the more cold and gorgeous a woman is, the more she can arouse a man's inner desire to conquer.

"The best..."

He recited a sentence in an imperceptible voice.

Shua!

However, Luo Mi's face was chilly and his whole body became colder.

"Cough, cough... Don't get me wrong, elder martial sister. I mean, this first-class inscription... Is the best."

Ye Feng was surprised by Luo Mi's keen perception. He looked embarrassed and had an idea in his busy schedule. He stretched out his hand and pointed to the inscription in front of him.

The former's face was relieved.

After the detection of the small Dharma array, the level-1 inscriptions placed on the counter are indeed the best level, which is more precious for the factotum disciples.

"Although the first level inscription is the best, it is of no great use. It can only be exchanged for two Taoist symbols."

"What a pity."

Cold words came from Luo mitan's mouth.

She waved her hand and motioned the side maid to take Ye Feng. However, she saw that Ye Feng didn't mean to start at all. Suddenly, Dai Mei frowned slightly and asked coldly, "don't go? What else?"

"Well, younger martial brother... There are also level II inscriptions here. Please help me test them."

Ye Feng reached into his arms and put four inscriptions in front of Luo MI.

Shua!

This move attracted many people's eyes, and even many three grade inscriptions in the distance narrowed their eyes.

When did the factotum disciple become so rich that he could take out four level 2 inscriptions at once?

And look at the quality of those inscriptions, it seems... Quite good.

"Yes."

Luo Mi nodded slightly, his slender hand like jade moved slightly, and a bright light appeared in the small Dharma array, quickly disappearing into the inscription.

A moment later, on each of the inscriptions, an aura suddenly rose and rushed into the air.

Each track was more than three feet high, and even one of them broke through four feet in one fell swoop, reaching about four feet two or three.

"Superior..."

"Superior..."

"Superior..."

Luo Mi said a few words one after another, and when she saw the highest light, her iceberg like pretty face showed a trace of surprise.

"Best..."

"Three are superior and one is the best, of which... Two can carry the flesh."

With her voice falling, a burst of exclamation suddenly sounded in the hall. Everyone had a trace of disbelief in their eyes, and all kinds of eyes swept on the inscriptions and Ye Feng.

The first-class inscription is certainly nothing.

However, the second-class best inscriptions, which can still be carried in the flesh, can be called a rare word among most of the king's martial arts.

"It can't be painted by the boy himself. Is there a master of four grade inscriptions behind this man?"

"Well... It's very possible that apart from the master of four grade inscriptions, how can the master of three grade inscriptions engrave the best inscriptions carrying the body?"

"However, I haven't heard that those people have an intersection with a mere factotum disciple..."

“……”

A low whisper sounded, almost with disbelief.

In the eyes of this group of inscriptions, Ye Feng was obviously just running errands for others.

"You want to exchange Taoist symbols?"

"I can give you a high price. The superior inscriptions can be exchanged for ten Taoist symbols, which can carry the flesh, fifteen. As for the best... You say..."

When he handed back several inscriptions to Ye Feng, Luo Mi's face returned to its original indifference, but his voice seemed softer.

The best inscriptions that can be carried in the flesh are not easy for ordinary people. Naturally, the inscription library wants to take them into its own hands.

"Sorry... Elder martial sister... I'm just here to test the quality of these inscriptions. At present, there is no meaning of exchange..."

Reaching for the inscription, Ye Feng was not too excited.

For him, he mainly wanted to know the exchange rate between Taoist symbols and inscriptions.

According to the current situation, at least four or five top-grade inscriptions are needed to exchange for a sect gate talisman, and there must be an inner gate elder as a guarantee.

Since you can't change it, you don't have to come in a hurry.

"Wait a minute, younger martial brother, can you take a step?"

Just as Ye Feng was about to turn around and leave, Luo Mi opened his mouth again.

"Elder martial sister, what's the matter?" Ye Feng looked puzzled.

"If you have something, follow me..."

Nodding, Luo Mi stood up, opened his long legs and walked to an inconspicuous room inside the hall.

Her elegant posture immediately attracted many people to open their eyes and secretly envy Ye Feng's good deeds.

Actually

Can you get the favor of iceberg beauty? Is this... To be alone in a room?

Ignoring the eyes of those good Samaritans, Ye Feng gave an order to yuan Ningzhen and Wang Yuwei, and then followed Luo Mi behind

The light and shade alternate, and the furnishings in the room are very simple. Many places are stacked with layers of inscription materials, and a table in the middle is even more chaotic.

There was an old man with white hair and beard and a solemn face, sitting on a futon in front of the table, concentrating on the inscription.

"Master level inscriptionist?!"

As soon as he saw the spiritual color filled the room, Ye Feng couldn't help but be surprised.

The spiritual strength of the white haired old man is impressively blue, mixed with some light blue light. His spiritual strength should still be above himself, almost reaching the level of fifteen or six.

"What's up, girl Luo?"

Seeing Luo Mi entering with a strange man, the old man was stunned, and then a warm smile appeared on his face.

"Nie Lao..."

Luo Mi went to the old man's ear and whispered a few words.

"What?"

"A worker disciple brought four second level inscriptions, two of which can carry the body, and one of which has reached the best level?"

"Is that him?"

The old man called Nie stopped his movements, raised his head and looked at Ye Feng in surprise.

Without waiting for Ye Feng to speak at all, the blue and blue spiritual force that originally floated in front of him suddenly turned into a violent storm at this moment and rushed to Ye Feng