Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

"It seems that someone has secretly robbed the business of the snare. This... Who is the blind guy who dares to offend even Yuanmeng and the snare?"

The words of the two people were mixed, but Zhong Ziqi heard some clues from their three words.

Although he is not a member of the yuan League, he has a good relationship with the yuan League, so he has seen the tricks between the engravers for a long time.

Within the sect, the forces of various organizations have always changed.

The "net" is not the strongest, but it has the widest tentacles. Although the green Zhenyi, the first person of the "net", has not passed the examination of the master of four grade inscriptions for a long time, this person has a good set of business. Maybe he went for that goal at the beginning, so he was named "net". At present, Almost controlled about 30% of the inscription business inside and outside the Diyuan sect.

On this point alone, even Yuanmeng will never forget its back.

However, qingzhenyi knows very well that with his own level of inscriptions, he may not be able to press other inscriptions organizations, so he has always taken the initiative to move closer to the "Yuanmeng".

On the surface, the two are cooperative relations, but in fact, the "snare" is led by the "Yuanmeng".

As a result, the two organizations accounted for more than 50% of the whole inscription business. No other organization can compete with them in this regard.

"Listen to what those two people just said... It seems that there is a powerful inscriptionist in our outer court?"

After meditating for a long time, Zhong Ziqi asked others around with a trace of incomprehension.

Relying on the fact that he came from the same family with Childe yuan, he found both ways in the inner and outer courts, and had many intersections with the inscriptions division. However, after thinking about it, he couldn't think of anyone who dared to challenge the "snare".

"It's impossible. The engravers are basically in the inner door, and there are only a few in the outer court, and their strength is very general. Even if they have the courage, they don't have the ability to grab the business of 'snare'."

"We've been sweeping the floor here every day for a month. There's a lot of news. Maybe there's a wise engraver in the outer court. I don't know."

“……”

The crowd began to talk, but most people shook their heads like rattles.

Zhong Ziqi is also unlikely.

Just about to turn and leave, he suddenly looked at the attic where the sweeping door was.

It can't be... The boy?

In his mind, the shadow of Ye Feng appeared inexplicably.

As soon as the idea appeared, it was out of control. After turning his eyes for several times, Zhong Ziqi suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind.

"Brothers, have you noticed that these poor people who sweep the floor recently seem to be different from the past."

These external disciples were stunned when they heard the speech, and only then did they react after Zhong Ziqi reminded them.

Indeed, in the past half a month, dozens of people who sweep the door have worked hard almost every day. After coming out of the round tower, they returned to the factotum building to practice martial arts hard. Moreover, there are three more strange powerful kings. With their eyesight, they naturally can't see through the details of the three people.

At first, I thought it was Tu Changlao, who was in charge of the factotum building, who invited help and wanted to enhance the combat effectiveness of these factotum disciples. But now in retrospect, with elder Tu's consistent and kind attitude, there would be no such strong move.

Besides, not everyone can easily afford the cost of inviting three King level masters.

"Elder martial brother Zhong, do you mean..."

Zhong Ziqi's gloomy face even changed. He lowered his voice and said, "maybe... The guy who secretly robbed the 'net' business is stored in the sweeping door."

"You said it was the new leaf maple?"

"It's impossible... He's too young to be more than 20 at most, and if he majored in inscriptions, how could his martial arts and combat power be so strong?"

An outside disciple thought and said. As soon as he finished speaking, he noticed his gaffe.

A flash of resentment flashed in Zhong Ziqi's eyes, which naturally meant that he was taught a lesson.

"Fool, can't you pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger? Otherwise, how could I be fooled... Don't forget what means he used to defeat me. It was mental attack."

"I guess his mental strength is at least comparable to the strong ones in the middle and late period of the king's territory."

With an angry scold, Zhong Ziqi drank coldly.

Naturally, he didn't know that when Ye Feng dealt with him, he retained a lot of spirit. If Zhong Ziqi knew Ye Feng's real strength, he might not dare to fight against Ye Feng at all.

"It seems... That's the case."

"Elder martial brother Zhong, what do you say?"

Several people gathered around, and some of them showed a ferocious smile on their faces, obviously smelling a trace of revenge.

Zhong Ziqi pondered for a moment and looked hard at the location of the factotum building. Then he nodded and said, "leave a few people here to monitor. Don't relax. If there is any trouble, you must report to me in time. Let me... Investigate again."

"Elder martial brother Bu hasn't left the pass yet. I'm worried about the shame before the snow. Unexpectedly, the boy surnamed Ye bumped into the door by himself... This time, we can not only waste the floor sweeping door with the help of the 'net', but also get a reward, ha ha..."

At this point, Zhong Ziqi couldn't help laughing. He seemed to see Ye Feng's gray face rubbed on the ground by the "net".

"Elder martial brother Zhong, you are really good at killing two birds with one stone. You will avenge yourself if you earn money."

"I admire you."

"I know it's good to follow elder martial brother Zhong. This month's land has not been swept in vain..."

A group of disciples immediately flattered

……

"Hoo..."

In the room on the second floor of the factotum building, ye Fengchang exhaled, threw a newly engraved inscription to Wang Yuwei, and rubbed his swollen and painful forehead.

This is the result of excessive mental energy consumption.

However, if you pay, you will gain. As soon as you see the stacks of "Yun soul" inscriptions in the storage ring, Ye Feng immediately shook his head and threw the pain in his mind out of the sky.

"Elder martial brother Wang, how many have you?"

Under the inscriptions day and night, Ye Feng forgot the time and the number of inscriptions.

"107, tut Tut, younger martial brother ye, your efficiency is really powerful. In less than ten days, more than 100 soul inscriptions have been engraved..."

There are more than ten successful ones in one day, and the quality is gradually improving. The inscriptions engraved in the last two days are all radiant. Even Wang Yuwei can see that more than half of the quality should be above the top.

Regardless of the quantity and quality, Ye Feng... Is enough to defeat the four grade inscription masters.

Wang Yuwei, who counted the inscriptions, looked envious. However, soon, his voice suddenly raised, smiled, stretched out his hand in his arms, held up a thing in his hand, and said proudly: "but... Senior brother, I'm not bad. Good teacher brother learned that just now, senior brother, I have also successfully engraved a real secondary inscription."

"Ha ha..."