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It wasn't until the sky got dark and Ye Feng used the sixth piece of materials that he finally succeeded. Situ Reading 520 official website

When the mental power was completely separated from the animal skin, Ye Feng couldn't help but feel a little secretive in his heart.

This extremely difficult third-level inscription "Feather Luo" was finally engraved.

After a while, he finally relaxed.

"Well, it's quite good. I caught the key points of this inscription in just a few times. However, the quality of the one you succeeded at now is probably not medium, and can only be regarded as a third-level low-grade one."

Yuan Ling commented from the side.

Ye Feng nodded and turned a deaf ear. Although he was a little tired at the moment, he was greatly surprised.

The success of "Yu Luo" means that his inscription strength has reached the level of a fourth-grade inscription master. Of course, if he wants to be recognized by others, he must go to the Inscription Masters Guild and pass the fourth-grade assessment.

"With Yuluo as a foundation, it should be much easier for you to engrave those simple third-level inscriptions in the future... In my opinion, you might as well practice again, and then after a few days when your mental strength recovers, go to the guild to take the assessment and get the inscriptions Master’s license…”

Yuan Ling was chattering beside Ye Feng, but when he turned around, he found that Ye Feng had fallen to the ground and fell asleep.

"Oh no, you bastard, this Yuanling is talking to you, but you can actually... still fall asleep?!"

Smiling and shaking his head, the old guy turned into a puff of light smoke and disappeared into the air.

…

"Damn, it's been more than ten days, and there's been no movement at all from the sweeping door. Could it be that... I made a mistake, and wasn't that kid doing it secretly?"

In a courtyard outside the courtyard, an anxious Zhong Ziqi was walking back and forth in the courtyard. He was about to lose his patience in waiting.

"Senior Brother Zhong..."

Just as he was sitting unsteadily, a young warrior wearing the attire of an outer sect disciple flashed into the courtyard. While breathing heavily, he shouted in surprise: "Senior Brother Zhong, we finally caught him. Just between two Hours ago, the sweeper Yuan Ning left the outer courtyard in a sneaky manner. After being secretly followed by her brothers, it turned out that...she was selling inscriptions, all of which contained souls! "

Zhong Ziqi jumped up suddenly, his face glowing with joy.

This day finally came for him.

"How many inscriptions are there in total?"

"According to our observation, the number is no less than a hundred, and... at least twenty or thirty of them can be carried in the physical body, because those who buy the inscriptions are from the Heaven and Earth Sect and the fourth-grade sect disciples, basically all of them have them. A master of the physical body."

The young disciple raised his head and thought about it for a moment, then nodded.

Zhong Ziqi's face changed slightly, with surprise on his face: "A hundred? How is that possible? The only person with the status of inscription master in the sweeping door is the new Ye Feng. Wang Yuwei, a trainee, doesn't have that ability. In such a short period of time , how is it possible to inscribe so much? Moreover, there are still so many that can be carried in the body? "

"I don't know about that, Junior Brother, but Senior Brother Zhong, Junior Brother, I can swear to God that we are definitely not wrong..."

The young disciple was afraid that Zhong Ziqi would doubt him, so he hurriedly swore.

They had had similar suspicions before, but the facts were the facts and there was no way to explain it.

"Let's check again, but we can't make a mistake. If they really did it, the best we can do is let those rubbish guys get away with it for a while, huh... The more they sell, the harder it will be to settle the account. Let's go again If you inform the net, the reward will be richer."

Suppressing the doubts in his heart, Zhong Ziqi nodded with a dark smile.

"Why?"

The disciple asked in confusion.

"The more soul-containing inscriptions sold by Sweeping Gate, the greater the losses in the net will be. Qing Zhenyi's anger will naturally become stronger, and Ye Feng... haha, the death will be more tragic."

"Even if the inscription master standing behind him offends the two major organizations, Yuanmeng and Luowang, the end will not be much better."

"Please tell us to go down and have our people... keep an eye on them."

Licking his lips quietly, Zhong Ziqi almost laughed out loud at the thought of what was about to happen.

The young disciple who came to report nodded in agreement and then rushed out of the courtyard.

…

The vast hall of the Handyman's Pavilion was crowded with people, and as the sweeping disciples returned one by one, the atmosphere became more and more joyful.

Ye Feng, who had been sleeping for a long time, had almost recovered. Looking at the returning disciples on the stairs with happy expressions on their faces, he felt very happy.

In order to avoid attracting attention, all the inscriptions were taken out of the outer courtyard by Yuan Ningzhen, and then the disciples of the Sweeping Sect split up and sold them secretly. So far, most of them have returned, and the number of "Yunhun" inscriptions sold from them is about seven or eight. Ten pieces.

Of course, those in their hands cannot be carried in the physical body. Each one is sold for 10 million spiritual stones, which alone amounts to 700 to 800 million.

In addition, Yuan Ningzhen also has more than twenty high-quality soul-containing inscriptions, each of which can be sold for 25 million.

Added up, the total sales revenue this time can exceed one billion.

One billion high-grade spiritual stones.

How could it not arouse the joy and excitement of this group of handyman disciples?

Now everyone is sitting in the hall, waiting for Yuan Ningzhen and others to return after selling out. Looking at Ye Feng walking down the stairs, everyone's eyes show admiration.

"Three big brothers have worked hard during this period. There are three 'solidified' inscriptions here, which should be able to be carried in the physical body. This can be regarded as the first month's reward."

Ye Feng walked up to Guan Buyu and the others, reached out and took out three inscriptions and handed them over.

"Haha... This, I'm really... I'm sorry. Brother Ye, I won't be polite to you."

While saying he was sorry, he took the inscription unceremoniously and Guan Buyu said with a happy expression.

Inscriptions cannot be used permanently. After a certain number of times or time, the energy contained in them will gradually be exhausted, so they need to be replaced frequently.

Ye Feng's move was clearly to take care of Guan Buyu.

There was a bit of astonishment on the faces of the black and white heroes. The promise made by Ye Feng was that in the middle stage of King Realm, one second-grade high-quality inscription could be obtained every month. That kind of thing.

And three more materials are required.

"My two brothers, thank you Master Ye."

After being kicked by Guan Buyu, Bai Wuchang hurriedly stretched out his hand, bowed respectfully to Ye Feng and took the two inscriptions.

"That's not right, Lao Hei Lao Bai, you two each have three copies of the inscription materials, but it seems you didn't send them to Brother Ye."

While excited, Guan Buyu suddenly frowned and thought of something.

It seemed that he was the only one who had sent three "solidified" inscription materials to Ye Feng.

Recently, the sweeper has been busy dealing with the "accumulating soul" inscription, but he has not purchased the solidification materials. In other words, none of the three materials were wasted, and they have all been engraved into secondary inscriptions for solidification... And... damn, listen The meaning of Ye Feng's words just now, the current three can be carried in the physical body.

this……

"Brother Ye, your success rate..."

Having been around the Inscription Masters Guild all year round, Guan Buyu believed that he had seen many talented people, but none as perverted as Ye Feng.

"It was just a fluke this time..."

Ye Feng scratched his head and smiled sheepishly, then Feng Qingyun calmly changed the subject and spoke to the black and white duo.

"As for the materials you two owe, just make up for it another day. In addition, if you need any inscriptions, just bring the corresponding materials and scrolls."

"I try my best to satisfy..."