Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

"Brother ye, are you... Are you okay?"

When they saw that Ye Feng was all right, they were completely relieved. After a little hesitation, Guan Buyu asked tentatively.

"It's all right. Ming Gewen, what can I do?" asked Ye Feng.

"Did... Succeed?"

"I have become a few pieces, but I don't know what level I have reached. I have to go to the Mingwen hall for a test."

Yang raised his hand. After a simple grooming, Ye Feng was about to go out of the room.

"Why don't you take a break? The inscriptions for several consecutive days won't damage the mental power?" yuan Ningzhen showed some worry on her face.

"No harm."

"Now my body is empty. It's a good time to practice. After going to the Ming Wen hall, I plan to practice in the inner courtyard."

Ye Feng smiled and showed her white teeth.

This inscription consumes mental power, while the yuan power in the body is also squeezed clean. Although you are tired now, you still have to insist. Only in this way can you constantly challenge and improve the limit.

This made yuan Ning frown, but seeing Ye Feng's resolute look on his face, he quickly swallowed what he wanted to persuade.

"Brother ye, I'll go with you to have a look. I also want to test my body... How many inscriptions are there at present."

On one side of the tube did not speak, with an excited expression on his face.

The four people walked out of the factotum building and went all the way. They soon arrived at the Mingwen hall.

"Younger martial brother, you're here again. Please... Hey, watch the steps."

As soon as he got to the gate of the Ming Wen hall, the gatekeeper hurried to meet him with a flattering smile on his face.

"Well, thank you."

Ye Feng nodded faintly. He remembered that when he came for the first time, this guy was full of ferocity and looked like an idle man waiting behind.

The more in this interest struggle, the phenomenon of following the trend will become more and more serious.

"Younger martial brother ye, what did you bring this time?"

In the hall, seeing Ye Feng enter the door, even Luo MI, who focuses on detection, raised her head and smiled faintly. However, she soon recovered her appearance of iceberg beauty and greeted Ye Feng.

In an instant, the youth attracted many engravers in the hall.

"Several inscriptions. Please check the quality, elder martial sister."

With Luo Mi's care, there's no need to queue up.

Ye Feng stepped forward, reached out and touched out eight inscriptions from his arms and arranged them on the counter one by one.

Including the "spirit wind".

Despite the ten pieces of materials given to him, he only succeeded in seven.

Engraved later, even with the strong spiritual power of Ye Feng, it was difficult to support. The reason why he still insists is that Ye Feng wants to experience the limit of his spiritual strength.

The price paid is the waste of inscription materials.

"Eight!"

Seeing the eight strong or weak auras in front of her, Luo Mi's pretty face showed a thick sense of amazement.

If you remember correctly, the last time Ye Feng came to Mingwen museum was three or four days ago.

At that time, I asked for some information about the octagonal Linglong Pavilion, exchanged a three-level protective god Zhuyuan pill, and several inscriptions of "Yun soul".

In other words, the eight secondary inscriptions in front of him were engraved by him in these three or four days?

If so, it means the efficiency of the inscription... It's a little too scary.

Gollum!

In the current scene, Guan Buyu and Yuan Ningzhen, who were closely behind Ye Feng, stared at each other in an instant.

They thought Ye Feng could succeed with one or two, which was not bad.

After all, although you don't know how difficult it is to depict your "solidified" inscriptions, it took ten days to refine three of them. As a result, none of the three pieces could be carried in the flesh, which led to Guan Buyu's disappointment.

Unexpectedly, Ye Feng engraved seven pieces in three days.

At the thought of such a terrible success rate, my heart throbbed.

At present, he can only pray that one of the seven inscriptions can meet his needs

Seeing a factotum disciple put out so many secondary inscriptions, many second and third grade inscriptions masters in the hall stared at Ye Feng like monsters.

"Elder martial sister, can you test it?"

Ye Feng didn't care too much about the surprised eyes projected from those roads.

At the moment, he just wants to know what results he has achieved in his three-day efforts.

Luo Mi also seemed to be aware of his gaffe. After turning his eyebrows and eyes, he nodded and put the eight inscriptions into the detection array on the stage one by one.

An aura jumped up to the old high and lit up the small half of the hall.

"The second level inscription is the spirit wind, the best, which can be carried in the flesh."

"The secondary inscriptions are solidified, um... Two top-grade ones, three top-grade ones, one medium and one low-grade. Among the top-grade inscriptions, only one cannot be carried on the flesh."

"Younger martial brother ye... Congratulations!"

Luo Mi's face was tinged with envy.

Unexpectedly, he took out five secondary inscriptions that can carry the body.

This

Even if ye Feng engraves these inscriptions and wastes three or four times or even five or six times more materials, it is very gratifying that he can obtain such high inscription quality.

At least there is no such master of three grade inscriptions in di yuan sect.

Hearing this result, Ye Feng was also quite surprised. He arched his hand and said, "thank you, elder martial sister Luo. In addition to the five inscriptions that can be carried on the body, please exchange all the others for the younger martial brother into 'soul' materials."

"Yes."

"The value of these inscriptions... A total of 14 materials can be exchanged. I'll give you another pair. It's a privilege given to you by the elder martial sister."

Luo Mi picked out three of them, motioned to the maid on the side, turned and said, "the remaining high-quality inscriptions, younger martial brother... Do you want to exchange the sect Taoist talisman?"

"Exactly!" Ye Feng nodded.

"Well, my authority is not enough. I'll take you to see old Nie."

"Thank you, elder martial sister."

Take back the remaining five inscriptions on the stage. Ye Feng gives one of them to Guan Buyu. The latter stagnates for a long time before opening his mouth and reaching out to take it.

I'm confused even if I don't speak.

What other inscriptionists and even inscriptions masters can't do, why is it so easy here in Ye Feng?

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Follow Luo Mi into the room where Nie Lao is in the hall. Ye Feng sees that the latter is competing with a pair of red flame Golden Toad skins.

"Eh? Boy, are you here again?"

"Why... In these days, have you collected four secondary inscriptions that can carry the body?"

Nie Lao just joked, then lowered his head and began to be busy.

"You are really... Anticipating things like God."

"No more, no less. There are exactly four."

Taking out those secondary inscriptions, Ye Feng was full of expectation.

Zongmen Taoist talisman is the dream of countless disciples. After experiencing the benefits of cultivation in the Dharma center, Ye Feng understands the value of this thing more.

"What?"

"Really... So fast!"

Old Nie, who sat upright, almost lost his face, resulting in the scrapping of the precious inscription materials under his hand.

He quickly aroused his spirit and swept through the four secondary inscriptions.

A moment later, he said with a sigh on his face, "you... Are really a freak. The speed and level of inscriptions are no worse than those who rely on genius."

"Hey... Teenagers are terrible. They are really terrible."

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