Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Seeing that Ye Feng didn't see anything else, master Dong smiled. Suddenly, he thought of something. His eyebrows sank and said, "last time I promised you to fight for the identity of an engraver for you. Now my qualification has almost come down. As long as you complete the last step, you can get the exclusive robe of the engraver. Now that you have come, go to the inscription Association of the Western Tang Dynasty with me."

Ye Feng said, "if you embarrass the master, it doesn't matter whether I want this qualification or not."

"Don't say such words." master Dong waved his hand, stood up and said, "the martial arts house is not a good place, especially for disciples from small prefectures like you who come to study. They will have a hard time. They have an inscription master's robe, which is enough to save you a lot of trouble. Yuantu, take jing'er to arrange accommodation."

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The inscriptions Division will always be a super huge tower, which is too high to be seen at a glance and submerged in the clouds. It is obviously the most important building of a powerful country. Its scale is even larger than the internal King City of a powerful country in the Western Tang Dynasty.

It can also be seen how powerful the inscriptions union is. No wonder it can become one of the most powerful super forces in luoan.

As soon as the rare inscriptions in Tianyuan County entered the dozens of miles covered by the trade union tower, there were more inscriptions in orange robes. Of course, there were many inscriptions in orange robes, but there were still very few inscriptions in yellow robes like master Dong.

Therefore, when master Dong and Ye Feng walked all the way, all the people on the roadside bowed and saluted to express their respect for the master of inscriptions.

"There is no need to make a fuss. There are always elites from more than 30 county and state inscriptions branches under the powerful country, and there are naturally more inscriptions." seeing Ye Feng's surprised expression along the way, master Dong explained.

"There will always be more than 1300 inscription masters, and the number of inscription masters is no less than 10. Don't make a fuss when you enter the inscription tower later."

"There are more than ten inscription masters?" Ye Feng was surprised.

"Of course, the inscription master is a general name, which includes many branches, such as refining utensils, alchemy, arrays, animal training, etc. basically, there will be one or two masters in each branch, as well as the president and vice president. There are always fourteen or five in total. Although there are many masters, there is only one master at the master level..."

Master Dong twist Beard said.

There was a trace of longing in his expression, and he was obviously looking forward to the realm of the master of inscriptions.

They continued to walk towards the towering Mingwen tower.

Ye Feng met many young people in the lowest red robes. Some were full of worries, while others were in high spirits. They gathered in groups of three and five, as if they were waiting for something.

"What are they doing?" asked Ye Feng.

"Oh, today is the day for the assessment of the inscriptions master. The assessment of the inscriptions master will be started every three months. Only those who have the status of the inscriptions apprentice can apply for the assessment. However, few people can pass each time. Basically, there are 100 applicants, and no more than five can be promoted smoothly. It's not easy for ordinary people to get an orange robe..."

With that, master Dong looked at Ye Feng strangely.

The boy just said to himself that it doesn't matter whether he wants to be an engraver or not

Ye Feng scratched his head with some embarrassment.

"In addition to representing identity, the orange inscription robe has a strange effect..." at this point, master Dong sold it.

Ye Feng asked, "what effect?"

"The orange robe is refined from the fur of the mysterious monster yunyin beast. It's not only warm in winter and cool in summer, but also can hide your accomplishments. Unless the other party's strength exceeds you too much, otherwise, he can't find out your true accomplishments."

"Of course, as long as you wear an orange robe, ordinary people won't choose to be your enemy easily. There are even many forces willing to make friends with you and invite you to be the guest elder. How about, boy, think again and follow me to secretly cultivate the inscriptions?" master Dong said again with a smile.

"Eh... Master, look, there is another master in yellow robe over there..."

Ye Feng quickly turned away the topic and stretched out his hand to point to the road ahead.

Master Dong looked back. When he saw the appearance of the figure in yellow robe, his face was a lot ugly. At the same time, the man also found the existence of master Dong and walked towards them.

"Ha ha... Am I right? Isn't this Lao Dong?"

People are not close, but the voice comes one step ahead.

He is a middle-aged man with a face of only 40 or 50 years old. He looks dignified, has deep black and gold eyes, and wears the same yellow robe. Wearing on this man, he shows a natural domineering spirit. He has an irresistible charm, but his lips are slightly thin, which makes Ye Feng feel mean and ungrateful.

Behind the middle-aged man, there was a young man in beautiful brocade robes. He was about the same age as Ye Feng. His face was full of arrogance. His eyes just swept over Ye Feng's face and completely ignored him. It was as if he had always been superior and their status was not at the same level at all.

"Prince Mo, I haven't seen you for a long time." seeing the gorgeous middle-aged man come forward to talk, master Dong's face was not good-looking.

This person is mo Bei, the array master of the inscriptions Association. His other identity is his Majesty's brother. He was granted the title of Prince and has a high status. He had some festivals with master Dong before.

Because of his prince status, master Dong was also quite helpless and had to retreat.

"Ha ha, old Dong, I heard that you went to the subordinate counties and countries to select disciples in person some time ago. What's the matter? Have you found any genius? Hey hey, Xiang Yixiao is not a genius often." Prince Mo's words have a strong irony.

Master Dong looked at Ye Feng helplessly and smiled.

There is a genius, but this genius doesn't want to follow him to specialize in inscriptions. What can I do?

Seeing master Dong looking at Ye Feng, Prince Mo immediately paid attention to Ye Feng and said loudly, "is this the person you chose? Tut Tut, you didn't even reach the innate level? Eh, this martial vein... Ha ha, old Dong, aren't you kidding? Two martial veins, you actually chose such a waste as a disciple?"

"What kind of master, what kind of apprentice..." just then, the arrogant young man behind Prince Mo spoke.

As soon as he got out, he didn't stop talking. He directly mocked a group and trampled on master Dong, including Ye Feng.

This clearly means that master Dong is also a waste.

"You dare say one more word, believe it or not, I'll abolish you!" Ye Feng said coldly.

A master in yellow robes said he was a waste, and Ye Feng could not care, but the boy who didn't have a long hair actually mocked master Dong, so how could Ye Feng bear it?