World Wide Martial Art

"Junior Sister Tan, don't pay attention to them. Looking at their clothes, they are obviously servant disciples. I'm afraid they got a low-level inscription from somewhere and came here to exchange for Taoist talismans. Situ Reading.\\nCOM"

The female inscriptionist's disgusted voice attracted the attention of some people outside the gate.

Without exception, when they saw just a few handyman disciples, these people showed a look of disregard in their eyes.

Among them, a man wearing three silver badges walked directly to the woman and said a few words, and then put his hand on the former's waist.

This man was no less than forty years old. He was ugly, sallow and thin, with heavy dark circles under his eyes. He was obviously overindulging in sexual activities. The fingers on the woman's waist were still rubbing something.

"Has Senior Brother Liu already carved a high-grade rune? Don't forget that you promised to give someone a high-grade rune."

"Haha, senior brother, I will naturally not forget it. I will take you to my senior brother's residence soon to open your eyes."

Ao Ran glanced at Ye Feng and the others, and they walked into the inscription hall with their arms wrapped around each other.

"vomit……"

Looking at the backs of the two of them, Yuan Ning made a vomiting expression.

Ye Feng was not surprised. People died for money and birds died for food. The greater the profit, the dirtier the place.

"Stop, let me tell you in advance that non-inscription masters must bring inscriptions before they can enter. If there is no inscription, even outer disciples will be kicked out."

There was a dark-faced man standing at the door, stopping the three of them, and said with his nostrils pointing to the sky.

"We're here, of course there's an inscription."

Ye Feng said lightly, and then waved his palm in front of the black-faced man.

"It's true, let's go in."

The black-faced man said something in a low voice. In just a moment, he had already seen three shining inscriptions. He could only slowly move away to make way.

Ye Feng led the two of them into the door with their heads held high.

The moment he entered the inscription hall, Ye Feng's face changed slightly, and he felt something strange. The whole hall was filled with a soft atmosphere, which made him concentrate a lot.

In the luxurious hall, there are a dazzling array of auras of various colors shining.

There were many inscription masters inside, either in groups of three or two, or sitting alone. In addition, there was a long queue in the center of the hall.

At the end of the line, there was a counter that was mostly tall and tall. A young woman with outstanding temperament was busy working on the counter with her head lowered.

This woman is also wearing a black inscription master's robe, but her snow-white ankles are exposed at the hem, which attracts endless imagination.

Even Ye Feng's eyes were attracted and he couldn't help but look at the young woman a few more times.

"Next person."

After a while, the young woman raised her head and swept the long hair scattered on her forehead behind her ears, revealing an extremely stunning face.

"Luo...Senior Sister Luo Mi, junior brother, there is a second-level inscription here. If you want to exchange it for a Taoist talisman, please ask Senior Sister Luo to test the quality."

At the front of the queue was a young man. When he saw the peerless face on the counter, his face suddenly turned red. He lowered his eyes and did not dare to look directly at the woman's face. He even stuttered a bit when he spoke.

"That... is Luo Mi, the most beloved granddaughter of the great elder of the inner sect. Although she is only a third-level inscription master on the surface, it is said that she has been able to successfully inscribe third-level inscriptions. She just did not participate in the fourth-level inscription master assessment."

"Junior brother Ye, don't look at her like this. She is the dream lover of countless people. Even the prince's palace, the Inscription Master's Guild and the Tianyuan Sect have many suitors... It is not something that our handyman disciples can get involved with... …”

Wang Yuwei was also a little ashamed of himself and whispered in Ye Feng's ear.

A flash of surprise flashed in Ye Feng's eyes.

No wonder he felt something strange when he entered the hall. Almost all the young male warriors in the hall had their eyes focused on Luo Mi.

Only when the latter raised his head did he hastily take it back, pretending to look at the surrounding environment casually.

The wretched middle-aged man named Liu from before had never taken his eyes away from Luo Mi after entering the hall.

But when Luo Mi looked up, he hastily let go of the hand that was squeezing the waist of the woman next to him, and stood there solemnly.

"It's a second-level low-grade inscription that can be exchanged for...well, seven Taoist talismans."

Borrowing a small magic circle on the counter, after a while of simple operations, Luo Mi had detected the intensity of the rune light of the inscription. After saying something, he waved to a maid next to him.

The young man was stunned for a moment.

"Thank you so much, senior sister."

It wasn't until the warriors queuing behind kept urging him that he happily followed the maid to the side of the hall. Before leaving, he reluctantly turned back to look at Luo Mi.

"Next person."

…

While waiting boredly, Ye Feng secretly observed the environment in the inscription hall and gained a general understanding of the inscription masters of the Diyuan Sect.

Most of the inscription masters wandering around the hall are in the second grade. There are less than ten third-grade inscription masters wearing black inscription robes in total.

As for the fourth-grade inscription master, I haven’t seen any of them.

"It seems that... our sect's inscription strength is not very strong."

Ye Feng had a doubt in his heart.

In the entire Shenwu, Jinhua Upper City is known as the city with the second largest number of inscription masters, and the Diyuan Sect is the second largest sect in the upper city. The number of inscription masters is not commensurate with its reputation.

"Shh... keep your voice down. If others hear what you say, we will be in trouble."

Wang Yuwei hurriedly winked at Ye Feng and quietly explained: "Real inscription masters generally practice in the inner sect and do not show off easily. There are no less than ten inscription masters in our sect who have reached the fourth-grade level. "

Ye Feng's face was slightly stunned.

A fourth-grade inscription master is considered to be quite famous in the entire upper city of Jinhua.

What's even more frightening is that there are constant cross-connections behind Master Inscription, enough to make many forces fear him.

I really didn’t expect that the Diyuan Sect actually had more than a dozen inscription masters...

"Second-level high-quality inscription, not bad, can be exchanged for... twelve Taoist talismans."

While the two were talking, Luo Mi's light voice sounded again, and the man surnamed Liu who walked in before was seen with a smile on his face and his eyes scanning Luo Mi's chest.

"Um?"

Feeling the man's lewd gaze, Luo Mi frowned and snorted softly from her nostrils. A slight movement immediately gave her an iceberg-like chill.

The man surnamed Liu was immediately startled and hurriedly lowered his head and followed the maid next to him and walked away.

There was cold sweat on his drooping face.

Luo Mi is known as an iceberg beauty, and she has a great background as the Great Elder of the Inner Court. Anyone who wants to be targeted by her is tantamount to seeking death...