"Ye Feng, you have four bearing seats now. For the inscription master, it's a good thing about a pie falling from the sky, so don't waste it... Just engrave all the spiritual enlargement inscriptions, with your inscriptions
Talent one day, one will surely achieve more prominent achievements than me."
Nie Laoyu patted Ye Feng's shoulder earnestly.
As soon as these words were spoken, Luo Mi took a deep look at Mr. Nie. In her memory, Mr. Nie had never said anything like that to the disciples of Diyuan Sect.
The implicit sound is to cultivate leaf maple leaves?
It is definitely something countless people dream of being able to get the training of a fifth-grade inscription master. You should know that the third-grade disciples in the hall have fewer chances to see Mr. Nie, let alone get Mr. Nie to mention that they have mentioned it.
"Thank you for your guidance from Mr. Nie, Ye Feng... remember."
Ye Feng naturally understood it in his heart.
However, his focus is more on cultivating the Yuanli. He will never fill all the bearing positions of his body with spiritual inscriptions as Mr. Nie said.
Inscriptions are just auxiliary means, and true strong people must be judged by martial arts cultivation.
Of course, these words are obviously a bit out of place to say at this time.
He could only fool him.
...
A quarter of an hour later, the group bid farewell to Mr. Nie. After Luo Mi saw him off, he left the inscription hall with his envious eyes.
Wang Yuwei and Yuan Ning were really confused about Ye Feng's performance in Old Nie's room, but they were also excited and extremely excited to be seen by Luo Mi himself.
"Sister Yuan, please send me a gift from Brother Guan. Junior brother is going to the Jingfa Temple to practice. This time, it will take about four days."
"Okay, don't worry." Yuan Ningzhen nodded.
"I am also a member of the sweeping door. If someone dares to make trouble, I will send me anytime and I will arrive as soon as possible." With the second-level "solidified" inscription in my arms, Guan Buyu was in a mood like summer
The harsh sun is extremely hot.
After parting with the three, Ye Feng bought another guardian sage. What he didn't expect was that because the competition and the inscription master conference were about to be held, this thing actually increased again in just a few days.
Hundreds of thousands of spirit stones.
"Against the profiteer, it seems... you have to engrave the 'soul' immediately. The pill is a one-time thing, and the inscription can be permanently effective. You should take advantage of this period of time to make a big profit."
He delivered the spirit stone with heartache. Ye Feng did not realize that his thoughts were the same as those of a profiteer. Then he entered the inner door with a familiarity, without stopping all the way, and headed straight to the Dharma Temple.
The Sutra Dharma Temple is open to disciples who possess sects and Taoist talismans all year round.
As for the two ordinary inner disciples of the sect, they only have an opportunity to enter every two or three months. That's why they attach great importance to it. After each entry, they will try their best to compete for the best practice stone room.
As he got closer and closer to the Dharma Temple, what he saw in front of him was a sea of people, with his walking staggered, and Ye Feng could only line up and move forward slowly.
"Huh!"
"No, why do those disciples of Tianyuan Sect enter without having to queue up?"
Soon, Ye Feng discovered something was wrong.
Logically speaking, the Sutra Dharma Temple belongs to both sects, but the people currently queued up are basically disciples of Diyuan Sect, while the people from Tianyuan Sect rushed in.
"Damn, today's elder in the Pavilion is Niu Sanbian from Tianyuan Sect. That old guy often uses his power to open a back door for Tianyuan Sect."
Hearing Ye Feng's surprise voice, a warrior from the inner sect of Diyuan Sect in front of him suppressed his anger and scolded him.
"It's really... to bully others with power, Elder He never does such shameless things."
"Oh, what's the solution? Who makes us inferior to others? If you want to turn things around, unless this Inscription Master Conference... can beat them up."
"As you beat them, you can get rid of the water? Cut... don't lose too badly."
“…”
Ye Feng heard the noise one after another, but he felt a little moved in his heart.
The inner disciples of the sect in front of them seemed not as high as they imagined. They usually suppressed the disciples of the outer courtyard, but when they arrived here, they were suppressed by Tianyuan Sect.
But I can't do anything about this.
No matter how unwilling to give up, I can only calm down and wait slowly.
Finally, after more than an hour of queuing, it was Ye Feng's turn to take out the sect's talisman, raise it at a tall and strong old man in purple robe in front of the attic steps, and successfully enter the Octagonal Linglong Pavilion.
The first and second floors have few people, while the third floor is the most crowded. As for the fourth floor, it has been reduced by about half.
Because the disciples of Tianyuan Sect entered first, the best positions on the third floor have been occupied by them, causing the swearing sounds from some inner sects of Diyuan Sect to be heard.
Of course, this has nothing to do with Ye Feng.
The fourth floor was relatively idle, and a little more than a plate, Ye Feng chose a stone chamber on the right side of the center, and then flashed into it.
call!
After taking a breath, Ye Feng's face turned slightly red.
The intensity of the elementary power in the fourth floor stone chamber is almost twice that of the second floor.
As the concentration of vital energy increases, the interference caused by spiritual power will also tend to increase. During breathing, spiritual illusions will appear in the mind.
Sitting cross-legged on the central jade platform, Ye Feng put the second-grade sect talisman into the dent, and then he concentrated on taking out the guardian god Zhuyuan Pill that had been prepared and swallowed it.
boom!
As the jade platform rushes into light, an extremely majestic Yuan power surges from under the body like a tide surging. The black crystal around the wall also spews out a rich Yuan power.
"Not good!"
He was instantly overwhelmed by Yuanli. Ye Feng thought to himself that something was wrong, so he hurriedly hugged Yuan Shouyi and entered the state of cultivation.
The moment the Yuanli rushed into the meridians, a trance appeared in the sea of divine waters, and there were hidden illusions. However, under the influence of the elixir and medicinal power, most of the interference quickly faded, and it would not affect the cultivation level.
This is also because Ye Feng's spiritual cultivation is far beyond that of ordinary king realm.
Otherwise, the concentration of the fourth level of vital energy would be so high that the number of people coming to practice would be so rare.
Guided the vast ocean of energy to operate rapidly, Ye Feng's slightly fluctuating aura gradually calmed down. After a brief silence, he... completely fell into a mysterious state.