Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

The middle-aged strong man restrained his momentum and looked a lot more friendly. He looked at Ye Feng and Huo jing'er carefully and asked, "you two are also here for medicine?"

"No, I'm Huo Jinger of Tianyuan Prefecture, a registered disciple of master Dong. This is Ye Feng. I'd like to see Master Dong. Please let me know." Huo Jinger said.

"Huo Jinger? Ye Feng?" a surprised expression appeared on the middle-aged man's face. "Is it the talented boy who just learned the inscriptions, engraved the spiritual inscriptions, and painted the successful intermediate inscriptions in full view of the public?"

"If there is only one person like that, it may be me." Ye Feng smiled.

The middle-aged man was overjoyed. He grabbed Ye Feng's arm and said with a smile: "the name of little brother ye, but the teacher mentioned it many times. Uh huh, and younger martial sister Huo, please come in, please come in."

Everyone around was silly and hit the people in the house. They were not only fine, but also welcomed into the house as distinguished guests?

These two young men and women, who look no more than 15 or 16 years old, do not know what is sacred, but actually have such energy.

Ye Feng broke away the middle-aged man's palm, stretched out his hand and pointed to the little boy on Huo jing'er's back, saying, "this big brother, perhaps there is something more important than seeing the master. This little brother is terminally ill. I'm afraid the situation will be bad if medical treatment is not provided."

The middle-aged man blushed. He quickly took a pill from the storage ring and stuffed it into the child's mouth. At the same time, a guard led the old man into Dong's house and settled them first.

After taking a few steps, the old man suddenly knelt down from a distance and knocked his head at Ye Feng. Only then did he wipe his tears and leave with gratitude.

Both of them had a heavy heart. They followed the middle-aged man and slowly entered the gorgeous Dong mansion.

Along the way, Ye Feng also learned the identity of the middle-aged strong man. His name is long Yuantu. He is the second disciple of master Dong. He holds the title of commander in the powerful country, and his accomplishments have reached the powerful level of congenital eight.

On the way, long Yuantu also had some helplessness about what had just happened.

Master Dong doesn't care much about the actions of these factotresses. Moreover, he treats people leniently. If people below do wrong, they often punish them in a few words. Even if it's OK, he hangs a position in the military headquarters of a powerful country and can't often go back to the government. As a result, these factotresses' guards are not disciplined and do such evil deeds that damage the reputation of the master.

Someone had informed them in advance. When Ye Feng and them entered the hall, master Dong in yellow robe greeted them with a smile.

"Ha ha... Ye Feng, jing'er, you are here at last." master Dong was very happy to see them.

"I've seen the great (old) master." Ye Feng bowed slightly in front of master Dong, while Huo Jinger hurriedly presented a gift. Several people sat down in their chairs. Some servants offered good tea. Master Dong took a sip of it and then stared at Ye Feng kindly for a while.

Soon, master Dong's eyes were full of surprise.

"Ye Feng, I didn't expect you and me to be separated for only two or three months. You have reached half a step?"

You should know that Ye Feng was only in the early stage of Tongming territory, more than two months. From the early stage of Tongming territory to the late stage of half birth, master Dong and long Yuantu were impressed by the advanced speed of Ye Feng.

Even some geniuses in the martial arts house can hardly do it.

It's a pity that such a person can't become his own disciple.

"How did you do it?"

Ye Feng couldn't explain to master Dong. He could only say with a smile, "it was a coincidence that he got some benefits in the secret realm of trial."

Master Dong nodded and said, "Ye Feng, now that you have come to the powerful country, are you willing to worship the inscription of my cultivation? If you like, just like being around me and becoming my personal biography, you will not delay your entry into the martial arts house for cultivation. Moreover, your future will definitely be greater than the excellent disciples of the martial arts house."

There are great differences between students and their own disciples.

A teacher can teach many students, but there are few hands-on disciples.

In addition to being the chief medicine refining master of a powerful country, master Dong also has the title of honorary professor of the martial arts house. From time to time, he has to enter the martial arts house to teach alchemy skills.

Once he becomes master Dong's personal disciple, it is equivalent to having another backer, then Ye Feng's position in the martial arts house will immediately rise, and no one dare to trouble him. Even after advanced days, Ye Feng is expected to become a disciple of Wu's inner house. Ye Feng's status is still higher than that of other inner house members.

Facing the olive branch thrown by master Dong again, Ye Feng looked a little helpless.

He has already done so. Why wait until now?

After saluting master Dong, Ye Feng said, "thank you for your love, but I just want to cultivate my own martial arts and don't want to spend my main energy on the inscription."

Long Yuantu, a middle-aged strong man nearby, hurriedly said, "brother ye, the teacher has only five disciples. If you become the teacher's disciple, you can get more cultivation resources, and there will be many conveniences after you enter the martial arts house. Among the powerful countries, no one dares to be evil with you easily. You should think twice..."

Master Dong stretched out his hand to stop long Yuantu from going on. He seemed to have expected that Ye Feng would not change his mouth. Instead of being angry, he smiled and said: "Hey, hey! You little fellow, sometimes you are like an old stubborn, smelly and hard tempered. Just, I won't force you. Anyway, there are opportunities in the future. If you want to develop in inscriptions, the gate of our Dong house is always open for you."

He took out an exquisite jade box from his arms and handed it to Ye Feng. He said, "there is a broken heaven pill in it, which can improve the probability of two martial arts players attacking the innate. It's given to you. It's your reward for escorting jing'er."

"Broken sky pill?" Ye Feng was surprised.

This name reminds him of the "congenital yuan breaking pill" taken out by Tianming Laodao in the secret realm. The congenital yuan breaking pill is a wonderful pill condensed with the blood essence of the strong in the virtual realm. It has a certain probability that the martial arts below congenital can be directly promoted to congenital, and the effect seems to be more powerful than "Yuan breaking pill".

It takes 200 points to redeem.

At the beginning, Ye Feng coveted very much. Unexpectedly, he got a "broken heaven pill" with similar effect here. Although the effect is much worse, it can be regarded as an ordinary rare thing.

Ye Feng naturally accepted the jade box without hesitation.

As the name suggests, this pill is only useful when it impacts congeniality. Ye Feng's cultivation is not up to standard now, so he doesn't plan to take it for the time being. He is ready to take this pill when his cultivation reaches half step perfection.

Only in this way can we maximize the efficacy of Po Tian Dan.