Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

The overjoyed Ye Feng quickly got up and bowed respectfully: "the disciple thanked Nie Lao first. If there was nothing else, the disciple would leave."

"Well, go."

Nie Lao nodded.

After leaving, Ye Feng left the room. Unexpectedly, Luo Mi followed him out behind.

"Younger martial brother Ye Feng, if you have anything to do in the future, you can come to Mingwen hall to find me."

As he spoke, Luo Mi stretched out his right hand. On the frost version of his face, the corners of his mouth protruded like a slight tilt, showing a little smile.

He reached out and gently grasped it. He felt the soft and boneless touch, and Ye Feng couldn't help shaking in his heart.

Ye Feng knew that Luo MI was able to say such a thing because he liked his inscriptions or Nie Lao's attitude.

Between the two, the current existence can only be a cooperative relationship.

After doing all this, Ye Feng went straight to the hall and just saw the ghost expression on the faces of all the people in the hall. Most of their eyes were mixed with "envy, jealousy and hatred".

Especially the woman surnamed Tan, with a huge mouth, didn't believe what she saw.

So far, none of the male disciples who can make Luo Mi reach out on his own initiative can even do it in the inner gate, let alone... A small martial artist who looks obviously just a factotum.

Well... Just now outside the inscription hall, I was still sneering at this man?

Is this young man with a big background?

At the thought of this, the woman surnamed Tan was immediately frightened and trembled. Under the strange eyes of many people around, she jumped out of the Mingwen hall.

I dare not stay here at all.

With the same surprise, yuan Ningzhen and Wang Yuwei walked out of the hall, and Ye Feng got rid of those strange eyes looking at himself.

To be honest, Ye Feng prefers to be with the factotum disciples than those who think highly of themselves. He likes this way of getting along with each other without any intention and intimacy.

After the three left, Luo Mi returned to Nie Lao's room.

"Nie Lao, what is his origin? You gave him such a big discount?"

Luo MI is also very curious about Ye Feng.

Glancing at the latter jokingly, old Nie smiled and said, "why? You are also interested in him, girl Luo? In my memory, you are rarely interested in a young man."

"Luo MI is just curious. This man obviously has the status of three grade inscriptions master, but he volunteered to stay among a group of workers. In particular, this man also got on board the inscriptions guild. Shouldn't he... Investigate?"

Luo Mi still didn't look at Nie Lao's ridicule, but put forward his own views.

"I knew you would. I'm also interested in him. Don't worry. I've sent someone to investigate. There will be results soon."

"If he really has a special talent in inscriptions, he can't be easily picked up by the inscriptions guild..."

Nie Laoshen smiled.

Sure enough, after waiting for no more than one incense, an inner disciple flashed in.

"Go back to Nie Lao. I've found out."

"The man's name is Ye Feng. He is a martial artist who came to our sect from the city. He went to the inscriptions guild to participate in the assessment yesterday. According to the internal gossip, Ye Feng seems to have participated in the inscriptions assessment for the first time, but even so, he still refined a top-grade inscription in the assessment."

The reporting disciple said respectfully.

"So... So."

"After the first examination, he became a third grade inscriptionist? And he also painted the second grade inscriptions in public?"

"I said that old Cheng's Iron Rooster, how can he be willing to pluck his hair? What's the name of Ye Feng? Together with the inscription, his talent... Is unparalleled. If you train well, you may be able to compete with the boy of the Zhong family."

Nie Lao Ruo waved his hand thoughtfully and rejected the inner disciple.

His weather beaten old eyes showed a look of reflection.

Luo Mi didn't expect that old Nie had such a high evaluation of Ye Feng.

But think about it, at least I can't depict the inscriptions of the same level of the best grade when participating in the examination of the inscriptionist like Ye Feng.

"Girl Luo, if you have a chance, you can make friends with this person. Ye Feng not only has outstanding inscription talent, but also this name reminds me of one thing. Ye Feng of Xingguang city seems to have a little friendship with Tianlan..."

As if he remembered something, old Nie smiled and turned to Luo MI.

"Sister Tianlan?"

Hearing Tianlan's name, Rao is Luo MI, whose face is as ancient as an iceberg. He can't help showing a little different color and subconsciously nodded

Ye Feng naturally knew nothing about what happened in Nie's old house. Accompanied by yuan Ningzhen and Wang Yuwei, the three talked and laughed all the way, and unknowingly came to the boundary between the inner and outer courtyard.

The tall wall separates the inside and outside. Several majestic inner gate disciples are guarding in front of the gate which is five feet high.

"Elder martial brothers and sisters, you go back for a while. I... want to go to the inner door."

Stop at the gate and look around. Ye Feng reaches out to touch the door talisman on his body. His heart has become hot.

You already have the right to exchange the sect door talisman, so... You don't need to leave this sect door talisman.

The round tower was abnormal last time, which made the factotum disciples unable to practice at all. Therefore, elder Feng returned this clan talisman.

In that case, the only ticket to enter the Sutra ashram, why not use it at this moment?

Wang Yuwei and Wang Yuwei looked at each other, but they didn't stop them. It was the dream of countless disciples of the outer court to enter the inner door. In their view, it's understandable that Ye Feng wanted to see it.

"Younger martial brother ye, you should be careful. The inner gate is not as good as the outer courtyard. Abide by the rules and go early and return early."

Nodding, Ye Feng went straight to the guarded inner gate disciple, took out the clan symbol, and stepped into the inner gate under the shocked eyes of several people.

As soon as he entered it, Ye Feng made a sound of admiration.

Compared with the outer courtyard, the inner door should be luxurious at several levels, and even the concentration of Yuanli has increased a lot.

What you see along the way are things you rarely see outside. Ancient trees, cranes, auspicious clouds surround it, and there is a dense atmosphere everywhere.

He walked along the tallest building in sight. After almost a incense stick, he came to the center of the inner courtyard, where the huge octagonal exquisite Pavilion stood.

"The inner courtyard of the Wupin sect... Is really strong. The cultivation of disciples is the worst, and it is also the early stage of the king's territory."

Looking at the increasing number of Qingyi disciples around, Ye Feng couldn't help but show some vigilance in his eyes.

Many eyes swept over him along the way. Fortunately, everyone knows that those who are qualified to enter the inner courtyard are not ordinary people, because no one specifically targeted him.

The closer it is to the entrance of the Sutra Hall... Octagonal Linglong Pavilion, the more dense the number of people becomes. From time to time, lightning like figures rush through, bringing out a large sound of breaking wind.

"Elder martial brother, please ask if you can enter the Taoist center to practice today?"

Blocking a fat disciple, Ye Feng quickly handed over 10000 top-grade spirit stones.

"Yo, factotum disciple? You seem to have some skills. You can come here."

For the sake of Lingshi, the fat man stopped and nodded and said, "today, the pavilion is just open. It's not an internal disciple. Only those who hold the sect Taoist talisman can enter. However... Be careful of those guys of Tianyuan sect. The inscription normal university meeting is about to be held. They can hold bad things everywhere and want to trouble us."

"Thanks for your advice, elder martial brother."

"Don't be polite. After all, fellow martial brothers, this is what senior brothers should..."

Before he spoke a word, the fat man only felt a sound burst in his ear. When he looked up again, there was no figure of Ye Feng in front of him