World Wide Martial Art

"What a weird thing. I don't know which bastard did it. We still had half a day to practice, but we were all kicked out. Situ Reading.\\nＯＭ"

Wang Yuwei cursed in a low voice with an unhappy look on his face.

Ye Feng: "..."

"Junior Brother Ye!"

Seeing Ye Feng come out, Yuan Ningzhen immediately smiled and waved, saying: "Since we can't practice for the time being, we might as well go to the city for a walk. It's rare to have free time. I have a lot of pocket money left this month. Please come with me." squander.”

"Long live Senior Sister Yuan..."

A group of disciples from the Sweeping Sect immediately let out excited cheers.

If Yuan Ningzhen, a little rich woman, wants to treat a guest, no one will have any objection...

An hour later, a group of people came down the mountain in a mighty manner. As soon as they entered the city, they were like birds coming out of their cages, scattering to every corner.

"Come on, let me show you something!"

Arriving on the bustling street, Yuan Ning's feminine side was fully exposed. She pulled Ye Feng and the two of them to rush to various shops, and soon bought a lot of things, almost filling up half of the storage room. Quit.

"Huh? What's the price of this piece of animal skin?"

Stopping in front of a small stall with a small storefront, Ye Feng's eyes were attracted by a piece of purple animal skin.

"Oh, I have a good eye, little brother. Judging from your appearance, you should be from one of the major sects in this city. This is the skin of the earth-level monster Ziyun Winged Bird. The master of our shop made it with his own hands. The skin is There is no damage at all. It originally cost three million... If I really want it, I only need two million spiritual stones."

The vendor looked distressed, as if he had suffered a big loss.

two millions!

Ye Feng's expression changed immediately.

The price is almost the same as robbery.

"Can you make it cheaper? Earth-level monster skins... If you put it in our Yuanwu, it would only cost you 100,000 high-grade spiritual stones at most."

Pretending to be an insider, Ye Feng crouched down and discussed.

"One hundred thousand? To tell you the truth, the minimum is two million. Unless you are an inscription master, you can get a 50% discount. If you are not an inscription master... I will not give it away!"

The vendor crossed his arms with a hint of impatience in his eyes.

"Tch, you're looking down on people, Junior Brother Ye, I bought it for you... Hey, open your eyes and watch carefully, two million, not a dollar is missing!"

Yuan Ningzhen was immediately furious and took out a handful of spiritual stones and threw them into the vendor's hand.

"I'll wrap it up for you, little one!"

The vendor's face instantly turned into a smile, and he nodded and bowed.

"this……"

Ye Feng felt helpless and took out two million spirit stones and gave them to Yuan Ningzhen. He was not willing to take advantage of a girl.

"Junior Brother Ye, what are you doing? You have the sect's Taoist Talisman, and you will be able to save a lot of spiritual stones for me in the future. If you ask my mother-in-law to refuse, I will be angry."

Yuan Ningzhen raised her face and said displeased.

"Brother, just accept it obediently, the little rich woman is stupid and has too much money...ah yo..."

Wang Yuwei was joking at the side, but Yuan Ningzhen caught him unexpectedly and gave him a hard squeeze.

Ye Feng was speechless on the spot and could only put away the spirit stones and animal skins with a smile.

"By the way, Junior Brother Ye, these animal skins are only used for inscriptions. Why did you buy them?" After the fight, Yuan Ning raised her head and asked with a hint of weirdness.

"Of course I'm practicing the inscription technique."

Ye Feng replied casually.

Since he left the powerful Western Tang Dynasty, the art of inscription has been on hold. Now in Jinhua Shangcheng, the sales treasury, the inscription master has a high status and is looked down upon by others. Ye Feng is also thinking about picking up this craft again. stand up.

"Ahem, practicing the inscription technique is a bottomless pit. I've sunk more than half of my entire family into it, and I'm still just... a trainee."

Wang Yuwei, who was rubbing his waist with a sad face, looked like a brother in distress, and reached out to pat Ye Feng on the shoulder.

"It's better to give up on this idea as soon as possible. With your current cultivation level, it's better to major in Yuanli."

Yuan Ning nodded in agreement, then turned around to look at a huge building in the distance, and suddenly raised her voice: "Junior Brother Ye, do you want to... take you to the Inscription Master's Guild to have a look? But... just have a look. , but don’t aim too high..."

Ye Feng smiled slightly and did not defend himself. With his current mental strength, he was already beyond the scope of the inscription master at that time.

However, Yuanwu's inscription master seems to be one level lower than Shenwu.

Huang Xuan also heard that only those who reached the fourth level could be called an inscription master.

For example, Master Dong from the powerful Western Tang Dynasty was probably only at the third level in Shenwu. As for his cheap brother, Mr. Zhao Da, he should be able to reach the fourth level.

"Sure enough... extraordinary!"

When the three of them walked to the huge building, Ye Feng finally saw how extraordinary this building was.

This is a huge thing composed of three towers. Just the construction materials contain surging energy, as if they were deliberately sealed in it by mysterious power.

Tower of Inscriptions!

The four large characters above reflect the brilliance in the sunlight.

In front of the three-foot-high gate, there are shining runes inlaid on the left and right sides, shining like flames.

"Those two runes...are they used for decoration, or are they real inscriptions?"

Ye Feng asked with a hint of curiosity.

"Nonsense. Of course it is a real inscription. It is said that it was made by the ancient master himself. The inscription grade... has reached level five, but it is only used to decorate the facade."

"The atmosphere...it's simply magnificent."

Wang Yuwei had stars in his eyes, looking at the two runes, he couldn't even move his eyes away.

"The fifth-level inscription...is displayed to the world at will, so you are not afraid of being robbed?"

Ye Feng showed a little surprise in his heart.

Level 5 inscriptions, which can only be engraved by level 6 inscription masters, would probably be sold for an unimaginably high price in the upper city of Jinhua.

Hearing this, Wang Yuwei suddenly showed a look of contempt and secretly pointed at the door of the Inscription Master Guild: "I want to die."

"There are ten kings on duty there day and night, and it is said that there are also real saints who can overcome the tribulation. If anyone wants to commit suicide, this is a very effective way."

Ye Feng glanced across the street. Unlike the noisy streets around him, there were only a few people in front of the Tower of Inscriptions. Occasionally, one or two figures flashed by, and they all hurried past with respectful expressions. They had no intention of staying easily.

From this point of view, the warriors in Jinhua Shangcheng have a sincere respect for the Inscription Master Guild.

Even if there were no masters guarding this place, no warrior would dare to do anything like chickens and dogs.

I...are indeed a bit ridiculous...