Nine Stars Killer

Hearing that Ye Feng wanted the materials for the fifth-level imaginary talisman, Yan Ming didn't look surprised. Ye Feng had already given him too many surprises. Even if Ye Feng could portray the ninth-level imaginary talisman, Yan Ming felt it was normal.

"I'm going to prepare now. I'm already familiar with Fulu Guild. The materials are much cheaper than outside."

Yan Ming's status was not enough to make Yuan Dynasty imperial family go to war. There was not much problem with safety in Tancheng. Plus, no one knew.

"You take this, all materials will be 50% off!"

Ye Feng took out the token on his body, it was simple and old, it was not like the jade card in Yan Ming's hand, and there was a flow of charm on it.

"This is a good thing!"

Yan Ming took it into his arms, did not ask much, and hurriedly left the yard and hurried to the Fulu Guild.

Ye Feng glanced at the other five rooms and found that the aura in them was getting more and more refined. It seems that after the five people got the technique, their cultivation bases have all been extremely improved.

Although the realm did not break through, both the Yuanshen and the True Yuan have improved a lot, and during this period, several people have used martial arts to enlighten them, and the overall combat effectiveness has risen by a lot.

After idle in the yard, Ye Feng began to study the empty flame fingers. This set of **** made Ye Feng want to stop. If he cultivated to great success, his power was no weaker than sword drawing.

The true essence condensed little by little in Ye Feng's dantian, followed the veins, entered the orifice point, arrived at the arm, and finally turned into a straight line, and entered Ye Feng's right index finger.

"laugh!"

He shot out with a burst of energy, and a finger mark appeared on the stone table in front.

"It still doesn't work. The real empty flame finger should be pressed with one finger, and the surrounding space will shake. This can only be regarded as a release of true energy!"

After experimenting several times, Ye Feng still couldn't use his method. It seems that the martial arts of the immortal level are also divided into levels. The level of this empty flame finger is very high, even stronger than the Tang family's Thousand Chance Sword.

But at an hour, Yan Ming hurried back, with a person behind him.

"Little Junior Brother, I bought everything!"

Yan Ming saw Ye Feng standing in the yard thinking. After entering, he said something and handed it to Ye Feng.

Ye Feng withdrew from his contemplation. He had been thinking about the empty Yanzhi just now, and finally found out where his problem was. This set of fingerings requires the inscription pattern.

In other words, if you don't practice the inscription soul technique, you can't use the empty flame finger at all. This is the martial skill of the Fuzong, which contains too much Fulu civilization in it, and when you use it, you can't do it without the talisman.

After figuring out the key point, Ye Feng immediately changed his mind, using the inscription pattern to stimulate the fingering, the effect was immediate, and the power was much stronger than before.

As Ye Fengming's Soul Art becomes stronger and stronger, the power of **** will become stronger and stronger.

"Who is this?"

Yan Ming was followed by a beautiful girl with Ana, because she was wearing a hat, Ye Feng could not see her face clearly.

"My name is Wan'er, I have seen Master Ye!"

When someone asked, the girl took off the hat and bowed to Ye Feng very politely.

Ye Feng glanced at Yan Ming, and after looking at Wan'er, he seemed to understand.

"Ahem, when I went to Fulu Guild just now, I just ran into Girl Wan'er, she insisted on coming back with me, I..."

Yan Ming is a little embarrassed. Although this is his yard, Ye Feng seems to be the master for a long time. There is no Ye Feng and no Yan Ming is today.

Suddenly bringing in a stranger, Yan made it clear that Ye Feng should be asked for advice.

"It's okay, since you are friends, of course you are welcome!"

Ye Feng knew what Yan Ming was worried about and said very politely.

"Go, let's go in and talk!"

After speaking, the three of them walked into the hall.

"Master Ye, forgive me for visiting, and please forgive me!"

After entering the hall, Wan'er said again apologetically.

"If you're polite, don't say it. You are not here to see us this time, so let's just talk about it!"

Ye Feng glanced at Wan'er, and she could tell from the look in her eyes that she definitely didn't meet Yan Ming by accident, she must have known that Yan Ming would go to the Fulu Guild, so she waited for him there.

"Young Master Ye is a wise man, so I won't be circumspect. I'm here to represent the Baiyun Royal Family. I hope Young Master Ye can enjoy his face. Tonight we have a banquet in the White Cloud Royal Family. I hope Young Master Ye can come."

After speaking, Wan'er took out a golden sticker and handed it to Ye Feng.

"You represent the Baiyun Royal Family? Then I can ask, what is your relationship with the Baiyun Royal Family?"

Ye Feng was very curious. This Wan'er appeared in his sight not only for the first time, but also appeared several times in succession since the auction. What is the relationship between her and the Baiyun Royal Family?

"I'm just a maid who is responsible for spreading the word. It's better not to know about Ye Gongzi. If Ye Gongzi is interested, he will naturally know it at night."

Wan'er smiled slightly, revealing two small dimples. Yan Ming next to him saw Wan'er's appearance, as if possessed.

"If you don't tell me, how could I believe you, and it is impossible to attend a banquet that I am not interested in."

Ye Feng put the greeting card on the table, seemingly lost in interest and not much interest.

"On the road, I heard Young Master Ye say that Young Master Ye is the proud son of heaven. He can achieve today's achievements thanks to you. It seems that what he said is true. Isn't Young Master Ye dare not even attend a banquet?"

From Yan Ming's mouth, Wan'er knew many things about Ye Feng.

"You don't need to urge me with words. For me, it's useless. I don't have any intersection with the Baiyun imperial family. As for any banquet, let alone dare not participate."

Ye Feng's salt and oil didn't get in. He was not Yan Ming. When Wan'er said a few good words, he recruited everything. This Wan'er could know exactly when Yan Ming went to Fulu Guild, and there was another Baiyun imperial family behind him. , Ye Feng would not agree to attend this banquet if she didn't figure out her identity.

Besides, Ye Feng didn't know whether this banquet was Longtan or Tiger's Den. If the other party set up a game to invite you to enter the urn, wouldn't Ye Feng throw himself into the net.

"Are you worried that our Baiyun imperial family will be against you?"

Wan'er could see that Ye Feng was worried, so she wanted to know her identity and whether she was qualified to invite him.

Ye Feng didn't speak, and the meaning was obvious. How could the Baiyun imperial family be as famous as the Tang family, how could they invite an inner disciple? In terms of identity, it seemed that they didn't match well. Ye Feng didn't doubt it.

"Well, my true identity is the little daughter of the prince, and my father is a brother to the current white cloud royal family. Can you understand this explanation?"

Wan'er turned out to be the youngest daughter of the famous and prince, and even Ye Feng was slightly shocked.

Who is the Prince and Prince, the God of War of the Baiyun Royal Family, who will win all battles. It is estimated that some people do not know who the Lord of the Baiyun Royal Family is, but no one does not know who the God of War of the Baiyun Royal Family is.

It is conceivable how lofty the status of this Prince and Prince is, under one person, above 10,000.

Even the Emperor Baiyun must give this younger brother three points of face.

"You...you are Bai Wan'er."

Yan Ming was so frightened that he jumped up suddenly, as if he had stepped on his tail, looking at Wan'er in disbelief. She turned out to be the youngest daughter of the prince, and their identities were simply the difference between heaven and earth.

Yan Ming is dreaming whether it is possible to come together with Wan'er. Both sides have a good opinion of each other, but the introduction just now caused Yan Mingru to fall into the ice cellar, and he couldn't help fighting a cold war.

"Yes, I am Bai Wan'er. Very few people know my identity outside. Even the royal family of the Yuan Dynasty, few people know my true identity."

Bai Wan'er stroked her hair, already seeing that Yan Ming was alienating herself.

"Actually, I should have thought of it a long time ago. As you are, it is impossible to be unknown to the Baiyun Royal Family, but I did not expect it to be so high."

Yan Ming suddenly became depressed, like a frosted eggplant.

"What's wrong with the high status? The little princess of the Yuan Dynasty has a very high status. It is not that I was held hostage by me, and cultivated people's mind. If you can't even cultivate your mind, how can you cultivate the Tao? The only difference between you and her is the different living environment That's it, there is no distinction between high and low."

Ye Feng stood up and patted Yan Ming on the shoulder, really afraid that this little brother would be helpless again.

"Little Junior Brother, I know you are for my good, but...but..."

Yan Ming really suffered a big blow this time. From the first time I saw Wan'er, Yan Ming fell deeply into it. At the Fulu Guild, the two had a lot of conversations. Just on the road, Yan Ming almost She knows everything about her without saying anything.

"But what? I'm afraid you are not worthy of her, I tell you, three years later, the Baiyun Royal Family will come upside down and beg you."

Ye Feng didn't care about this Bai Wan'er at all. Yan Ming had the blood of a sacred animal. If he didn't suffer premature death, he would surely burst into the sky three years later. This Qin Li Zhongzhou might not be able to lock him.

On the contrary, Bai Waner's expression was very calm, knowing that Ye Feng was repelling herself, still with a faint smile.

"I... can I?"

Yan Ming is still a little unconfident.

"Don't you even believe in Junior Brother?"

Ye Feng firmly patted Yan Ming on the shoulder, so that he would not be under psychological pressure.

"Of course I believe in Junior Brother!"

After Yan Ming finished speaking, a ball of flame appeared in his eyes, and his breath suddenly changed.

Bai Wan'er couldn't help but glanced at Ye Feng strangely. He didn't expect that Ye Feng's few words would restore Yan Ming's self-confidence, and he couldn't see through Ye Feng.

How can Wan'er fail to see that Yan Ming has a good affection for her. Unfortunately, the identities of the two parties are very different. Wan'er has never broken down this relationship and left a beautiful impression on each other, but she did not expect that Yan Ming would be so affectionate.

"If you can break through to the Ninth Divine Martial Realm in three years, I promise you!"

Bai Wan'er gritted her teeth and said firmly, if Yan Ming really becomes a strong one within three years, what reason does Bai Wan'er have for her rejection?

Hearing that Bai Wan'er gave Yan Ming three years, the expression on Ye Feng's face eased a lot. At the very least, Wan'er still had Yan Ming in her heart, but she didn't want to say it under such a disparity.

"In three years, I will definitely do it!"

With Wan'er's assurance, the blood in Yan Ming's body began to roar, and Shengmai awakened again.

"You talk, I'm going to practice!"

After Yan Ming finished speaking, he ran to practice, leaving Ye Feng and Bai Wan'er looking at each other.

"This little brother is really impatient!"

Ye Feng touched his nose and smiled.