Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

"Your cultivation is much better than me. I also know that you have doubts about my inscription. However... You may understand what this spiritual power means?"

After taking a sip of tea leisurely, Ye Feng asked calmly.

The light in Bai impermanent's eyes changed continuously for several times. After a little meditation, he strode to Ye Feng, bowed his hand and saluted deeply, and said: "just now, I'm really abrupt. Please don't blame master Ye. From today on, my brothers are willing to be the next members of the master's school and obey their orders."

Heiwentian also arched his hand.

Just now they saw clearly that Ye Feng's spiritual strength and grade have reached level 13 and level 4, which is enough to impact the master of four grade inscriptions.

Maybe... Try the five products.

Looking at the whole upper city of Jinhua, although the third grade inscriptions master is also very popular, it is far worse than the fourth grade master.

Don't say it's an ordinary King's territory. Even in the middle and later stages of the king's territory or even semi saint, they won't offend a four grade inscription master at will.

His previous behavior was indeed too rash.

"No harm."

"Since you two choose to join, you are our own people. If you can strengthen me and sweep the door, I won't treat you badly in the future."

Ye Feng smiled, nodded, turned his face, looked at shocked Wang Yuwei and Yuan Ningzhen and asked, "elder martial brothers and sisters, how's the collection of inscription materials?"

Reacting from the shock, yuan Ningzhen took out a storage bag and said with emotion; "This is all our belongings. We have received more than 100 pieces, all of which are the materials of level II inscription 'Lingfeng'."

"Younger martial brother ye, now our floor sweeping disciples have become poor... You should come on."

"So many... Don't worry, what's next for me." Ye Feng nodded with a smile.

More than 100 pieces of materials need at least hundreds of millions of spirit stones.

It's not easy to gather so many materials with the value of the floor sweeping disciple. It's very touching for Ye Feng to believe in himself.

"For the next half month, don't bother me on the second floor. Brother Guan, as well as the two brothers black and white and the practice of floor sweeping disciples, please look after one or two."

"Don't worry, it's up to the three of us. Within six months, if they don't have the level of ordinary disciples outside the Wupin sect, we won't have the face to stay."

Guan Buyu patted his chest with a confident face.

Bai impermanence also nodded.

"Younger martial brother ye, can you let me continue to observe the inscription this time?" Wang Yuwei asked with expectation.

"Of course, it's not enough to rely on me as an inscription teacher to sweep the floor. When I grow up in the future, I still need more inscription teachers."

Ye Feng replied in silence.

Of course, this is just his idea. The cost of recruiting an engraver is too high for them to afford for the time being.

After explaining some matters, Ye Feng took Wang Yuwei to the second floor. When he opened the storage bag, a lot of materials appeared in the room.

"Elder martial brother Wang, you also began to practice. If you want to become a real engraver, failure is inevitable, but you have to try it yourself."

Pick out a few pieces of materials and throw them to Wang Yuwei. Ye Feng focuses his eyes on the materials in front of him. After a light breath, his spiritual strength turns into countless strands.

What he saw in front of him was all used to engrave the second level inscription Lingfeng, which was also the purest inscription Ye Feng currently mastered.

Compared with "Yun soul", the "spirit wind" is less attractive to martial artists, but the Ming literature museum will be purchased in large quantities, so there is no need to worry about sales.

The yuan force was extracted from the familiar road without any stagnation. Ye Feng began to engrave the lines. Where the spiritual force passed, there were clear spiritual lines without any shaking, which were perfectly presented.

In just one incense burning time, an inscription has been engraved.

Wang Yuwei, on the other side, is sweating against Yuan Li in the four claws of the spirit lizard

……

The inscription lasted almost two days, and Ye Feng showed his fatigue. With the continuous accumulation of inscription experience, he became more and more proficient in the use of spiritual power.

After a short rest for an hour, he threw himself into the inscription again.

……

"During this time, the disciples have made rapid progress. They have also made great progress in the use of martial arts."

In the hall on the first floor, Guan Buyu looked excitedly at the square outside. There, dozens of floor sweeping disciples were frantically practicing martial arts. He was quite satisfied with the hot scene.

"Cough... Brother Guan, is this kind of cultivation intensity too much? Many people complain to me that the body can't bear it."

Yuan Ning really stuck out his tongue.

The round tower has been repaired. In the past half a month, the door sweepers have been practicing martial arts under the supervision of both black and white. They basically have no rest time every day.

Boom!

While talking, it happened that one of the disciples fell on his back and fainted tired.

"Lift it aside, wake up and continue."

Black impermanence waved his hand expressionless, and didn't care about the complaining eyes projected by other martial artists.

"You don't have enough talent. You work hard. Many of you sweeping the floor are actually good, but you're too lazy. Those two evil stars come from the bloody place, which just allows them to stimulate their fighting spirit." Guan Buyu hehe smiled.

Although yuan Ningzhen couldn't bear it, she had to admit that the floor sweeping disciple made rapid progress in half a month under the devil like training of the two.

"By the way, it's the 16th day today. Should brother ye leave the customs?"

Although he didn't say anything, he asked with some worry.

Looking back at the position on the second floor, yuan Ningzhen also showed some worry: "maybe, but don't worry, younger martial brother Ye always has a sense of propriety, and... We can't help."

As soon as the voice fell, I heard a squeak, and suddenly there was a sound of opening the door on the second floor.

After a few breaths, Ye Feng's tired figure appeared at the entrance of the stairs.

Guan Buyu and Yuan Ning hurried up.

Ye Feng looked calm. Wang Yuwei was almost tired and half closed his eyes. There was a huge black eye socket at the corner of his eye. However, after seeing the two people, he suddenly shouted with excitement.

"Ningzhen, look, I finally succeeded in engraving the inscription of 'Lingfeng'..."

"Really?" Yuan Ning couldn't help looking happy.

Lingfeng is a second level inscription. It can engrave second level inscriptions, which means that Wang Yuwei can also be promoted to a third level inscriptionist.

That's good news.

"Fragments of..."

But before the smile filled her face, yuan Ningzhen heard the three words added by Wang Yuwei. She was so angry that she suddenly looked cold and despised.

"Cut. Are you worth showing off, too?"

"Special Niang... Don't be ashamed?"

"Shame? How? This is a fragment of the second level inscription... Over time, I will be able to engrave the real second level inscription."

Wang Yuwei didn't care at all. He continued to hold the fragment in his right hand and wanted to let all the disciples of the whole factotum come and have a long experience