Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Ye Feng's words made both Nie Lao and Luo Mi smile with a smile in their eyes.

"Younger martial brother ye, it's not elder martial sister. I hit you. The bearing position of the inscription has nothing to do with the inscription talent and has nothing to do with the spiritual power. Moreover... The physical cultivation of the martial arts in the virtual environment is too weak to control the bearing inscription. If you have to try it forcibly, you can't say... The harm is greater than the advantage."

Luo Mi's eyes were as deep as a sea of stars and said very seriously.

"Girl Luo is right. Because the body of the inscriptionist is too weak, the number of bearing positions is less than that of ordinary yuan Liwu. Only after reaching the king's territory can there be one or two places."

"Because it is too rare, it is usually... Also dominated by inscriptions carrying spiritual power."

Nie Lao on one side also nodded and explained two sentences.

"Hey, brother ye, I worship your inscription level, but you will be inferior to this bearing position." Guan Buyu echoed.

As a warrior who practices the flesh, he knows the difference better.

"Try not to break the law. Besides... I didn't say I should carry the inscription now..."

Ye Feng despised Guan Buyu, walked forward a few steps and stood in front of Nie Lao.

Seeing Ye Feng's insistence on testing, Nie Lao, who smiled, didn't choose to refuse. His palm stretched out, also played dozens of lights, and disappeared into Ye Feng's body one by one.

At the moment when the light entered the body, Ye Feng only felt as if he had countless soft tentacles and swam away in his meridians and orifices. All his limbs and bones became a little numb, sour and itchy.

WOW!

After a few breaths, light spots continuously ejected from the body surface, ups and downs, and failed to stabilize for a long time.

"It's really... Weird."

"Your body is much stronger than I thought... The quality and density of your body are three points more compact than this big man. You don't look like an engraver at all..."

Nie Lao's curved back suddenly straightened, and two pure lights shone from his eyes.

Suddenly, the blue spirit flame soared, surging to Ye Feng like a tide.

Several more intense lights appeared, which was even brighter than when the tube was silent. After a full cup of tea, the light in vitro finally began to stabilize.

"One, two, three, four!"

"Shit! How could it be... More than me?"

She stared at her eyes and counted them. Although she didn't speak, she almost sat down on the ground.

In Ye Feng's body, the four orifices of Tianchi, Mingquan, Sanyin and Chengqi shine a dazzling light. There are also several other places where there is a faint brilliance, but it is a few points darker than these four places.

Luo MI on the other side was equally beautiful. The waves in her eyes rippled, Tan's mouth slightly opened, and her face looked infinitely surprised.

I've never seen such a strange thing before.

An inscriptionist at the level of virtual environment has more orifices and acupoints in his body that can carry inscriptions than a strong martial artist who respects the king's territory?

"Good boy, I underestimate you..."

"Four bearing positions, this strength... I'm afraid it can carry... Three-level inscriptions."

Nie Lao uttered an incredible exclamation, and even his eyes looking at Ye Feng showed a deep incomprehension.

The current situation shows that the bearing position of inscriptions in the body of maple leaf, both in quantity and quality, exceeds Guan Buyu.

The large number and high quality of carrying seats do not mean that Ye Feng's current body strength is above Guan Buyu, but that his body accommodation is stronger than Guan Buyu.

But even so, such a situation is basically impossible to see.

How can the body accommodation of an inscriptionist surpass that of a martial arts refiner?

It's just... Incredible.

"The four bearing positions are very strong. The disciple thought he could carry more, but he could carry three-level inscriptions, which the disciple never thought of."

When the rippling light dissipated completely, the stiff and sour feeling disappeared, and Ye Feng began to speak.

After many times of muscle and bone baptism, there are four bearing positions in the body, which is really not too much for Ye Feng.

Poof!

Guan Buyu almost spewed out a mouthful of old blood.

Why don't you pinch this? That's it. What do you say "reluctantly"?

Nie Lao and Luo Mi couldn't help twitching their faces. If those inner Tianjiao heard this, they were afraid they would beat Ye Feng on the spot.

"Younger martial brother ye, you should have had some extraordinary experiences. The virtual world has four three-level bearing seats. Anyway, I've never seen it..."

Luo Mi Dai frowned slightly. After hesitating for a moment, she still asked her doubts.

"Well, there's nothing wrong with that. Younger martial brother had the chance to train his muscles and bones several times before. It's just good luck to have four bearing seats."

Ye Feng nodded lightly.

However, the three people don't think so. They can exercise the physical body to this extent. I'm afraid the pain and suffering experienced by this boy can't be borne by ordinary martial artists.

Fortunately, these words made Luo MI and Guan Buyu feel much better.

Otherwise, they will start to doubt life.

"By the way, Nie Lao, are there many carrying seats?"

The expression on the three faces, especially Guan Buyu's clenched teeth, made Ye Feng hesitate.

"How many? Of course, you can see that this big guy... The king's realm specializing in physical cultivation has only opened three bearing seats in his life. Only the super strong who reaches the holy realm can open five to six."

"The king's realm can only carry level 2 or level 3 inscriptions. Above the holy realm, it can withstand level 4. As for the divine realm, you need to see your personal cultivation."

"The more load-bearing bits you open, the more difficult it will be to continue to open. After six, the difficulty... Is tantamount to a natural disaster."

"There are ancient records in this sect. At most, the human body will not exceed nine bearing positions."

There are many fluctuations in Nie Lao's words.

"So exaggerated..."

Ye Feng was surprised. I didn't expect that there was so much stress on the bearing space.

"After all, our human body is not favored by God. When we cultivate to a certain extent, the difficulty will increase geometrically if we want to go to a higher level, which is also the biggest obstacle to opening the bearing position. Therefore, there are few martial artists who cultivate the body, because it may be a dead end."

Saying this, Nie Lao took a meaningful look and said nothing.

Although he didn't speak, his face was slightly heavy and didn't say much.

Ye Feng nodded if he realized something. In his mind, he suddenly thought of the scene seen in the vein of fetal chemical weapons, the existence of washing muscles and bones in the thunder.

If you can complete the cultivation of the green falling Seven Realms, you may be able to open more bearing positions.

But... Biluo seven realms are too complicated. So far, he has not yet understood the true meaning of the "riot" in the third realms.

This matter can only be said later.