World Wide Martial Art

With a flick of his finger, eight inscription materials appeared in front of Ye Feng. Situ

According to Ye Feng's instructions, Qiluo exchanged all of them into materials inscribed with the second-grade inscription Spirit Wind.

Passing the third-grade inscriptionist assessment in one go was a small surprise for Ye Feng. After all, the inscriptions of Shenwu and Yuanwu were very different.

Being recognized by the Inscription Masters Guild shows that he indeed has great talent in the field of inscription.

"It's just a pity. If you want to inscribe an inscription with specific attributes, you must have an inscription scroll."

Refining elixirs requires a prescription to match the ingredients. If you want to engrave inscriptions with specific attributes, you also need relevant explanation scrolls.

So far, Ye Feng only knows one kind, which is the second-level inscription "Spirit Wind" used in the assessment.

If there is no description of the scroll, sometimes some inscriptions can be successfully carved. As for the effect, it is unknown.

The energy around his body faintly oozed out, and soon filled the entire room, isolating the atmosphere inside and outside.

The purpose of this is to prevent someone from suddenly breaking in and affecting the inscription.

"let's start!"

After muttering to himself, Ye Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and with a slight movement, a ray of spiritual power emerged from the divine sea, and penetrated into the limbs of the Lightning Skink like a gossamer.

Slowly wrapping up the Yuan Power inside, Ye Feng couldn't help but shiver as he felt the stinging pain from the energy.

"Boy, you have to adapt to this feeling and reach the point of being as still as water."

Yuan Ling's lazy figure appeared, floating not far away, as if watching a good show.

Ye Feng ignored Yuan Ling.

He naturally knows the reason, but it will take him a while to get used to it.

Mental power is different from Yuan power, and is much more fragile in comparison.

"This is only a second-level inscription. As far as I know, the materials used for fourth-level or even fifth-level inscriptions contain extremely violent impurities. If you inscribe directly without any precautions, you are likely to suffer backlash... You Be careful."

Yuan Ling continued.

Uh-huh!

The mental power turned into dozens of rays, and Ye Feng's mind was united. Although he heard Yuan Ling's words, he did not show any expression and concentrated on peeling off the impurities in the material.

At his speed, it would take two sticks of incense to complete this process, and he must be focused on it. If there is even a trace of impurities that cannot be removed, it will inevitably affect the final quality of the inscription.

Soon, the two sticks of incense passed quietly. The limbs of the Lightning Skink suspended in mid-air were clear and clear, and the impurities had been completely stripped away.

After wiping the sweat from his forehead slightly and taking a breath, Ye Feng reached out and picked up a piece of Fire Poison Dragon Beast skin.

His mental power changed again and he penetrated quickly along the starting point.

This time, even though Ye Feng had been prepared, a palm-sized flame burst out when the two came into contact.

Wow!

The amount of spiritual power gushing out from the divine sea increased by half, like a big hand forcing back the rising flames.

"There is a lot of energy retained in the material. Any loss may reduce the quality of the inscription. Before the next inscription, you can try to suppress the breath with your mental power first, so as not to let it leak out and be wasted."

Yuan Ling said this but looked very satisfied.

For a third-level inscription master with almost zero experience, it is already rare to be able to achieve this level.

Nodding, Ye Feng controlled his mental power to carve out lines, and the Lightning Skink's elemental power followed closely and poured into the lines.

Next, it is just a matter of keeping several different elemental forces stable.

After about a quarter of an hour, Ye Feng took a long breath and slowly withdrew his mental power.

Looking at the faint spiritual light radiating in front of me, the lines in it are sometimes wide and sometimes narrow, and they are not in a perfect state.

"Look at this, it should not be as good as the one used in the inscription assessment. The quality may only be superior."

Shaking his head helplessly, he threw it aside and turned his attention to the second piece of material.

Ye Feng's ability cannot accurately test the quality of the inscription, but he can roughly estimate that the current successfully carved second-level inscription is somewhere between average and high quality.

This made Ye Feng not too satisfied.

"Haha, you are the only one who dares to speak like this. If other third-grade inscription masters heard it, they would probably become angry and sick."

"The average third-grade inscription master can be proud of himself if he can have a 30% success rate in carving medium-grade inscriptions. What's more... yours should be able to reach the top grade."

Yuan Ling grumbled angrily.

"It seems...that's the truth."

Yuan Ling's words comforted Ye Feng a little, and he put his emotions aside. He gathered his thoughts and started to act again.

The key to eliminating impurities is that practice makes perfect, and there is no point in rushing, as it can just hone your character.

This time it only took a little more than a stick of incense to complete the process.

boom!

Concentrating on gathering energy, according to what Yuan Ling said before, Ye Feng did not directly start to carve lines on the animal skin, but covered it all with his mental power.

When the last touch of mental power was suppressed, the animal skin suddenly began to fluctuate, and an extremely violent flame could be clearly felt, trying to break through the mental power blockade and spread out.

Just like puncturing a balloon, the moment the fire was about to shoot out, the mental power was suppressed again, forcing it back into the animal hide, with only dots of flames splashing around.

"Good boy, that's it!"

Yuan Ling, who was watching from the side, couldn't help but cheer in a low voice.

With a slight snort, Ye Feng felt that the mental consumption this time was more than double that of the last inscription.

After he barely stabilized himself, he began to carve lines.

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"Well, this inscription has made considerable progress. The lines in it have become much more stable."

Two quarters of an hour later, Yuan Ling nodded, glanced at Ye Feng, who was almost exhausted, and said with a smile: "It seems that with your current mental strength, you can only use this method once or twice. Let's rest for a while and try again." , using this method will indeed consume a lot of mental energy in a short period of time, leading to energy exhaustion..."

"You old guy, you don't want to trick me on purpose."

Looking up and glaring at Yuan Ling, Ye Feng asked maliciously.

"It's intentional."

"Although this has some disadvantages, the benefits are even greater. It can allow you to reach your mental limit quickly, and thus step to the next level faster."

"Hehe, only by squeezing the limit of your energy can you control it better."

Yuan Ling showed a vile smile as if he was succeeding.

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