"I would also like to thank the elixir given by Senior Brother Qing, but... favors are favors, bets are bets, senior brother Qing should not cheat, right?"
The smiling Ye Feng walked to Qing Zhenyi and bowed his hand and said.
This sentence was even worse to make Qing Zhenyi vomit blood.
His original intention was to humiliate Ye Feng, but this kid actually played this trick.
In this competition, I lost my wife and my army. At least that elixir is worth a lot, and it costs at least hundreds of thousands of spirit stones.
"I... don't accept it!"
After holding it in for a long time, he only spit out three words.
"Qing Zhenyi, as an inner elite and master of inscriptions, you should set an example and be confident in your words." He raised his hand to suppress the bursting cry of everyone, and Elder Feng turned to Qing Zhenyi and said in a deep voice.
Said.
Elder Feng's words made Qing Zhenyi's heart, liver, spleen and lungs ache, and his mind was dizzy and he almost fell to the ground.
The inscription market of half a sect loses if you say you lose, that is worth billions of wealth.
At such a price, even if he can bear it, he will still be criticized by Yuanmeng.
But how could it be possible to deny it in front of so many people?
"I... will... abide by it!"
"Thank you, Senior Brother Qing."
With a faint bow, Ye Feng smiled.
"Qing Zhenyi, since you have lost this competition, you will go to the Inscription Museum to pay the 60 million yuan material fee. As for the subsequent bet... I hope you will strictly abide by it." Elder Feng added.
Qing Zhenyi, who snorted heavily, shook her sleeves and rushed down the martial arts stage with a dirt face, and soon disappeared into the crowd.
The people from the net also left with him.
They really have no face to stay here.
"Boy, congratulations."
With a smile, Elder Feng handed the high-end inscription back to Ye Feng, and seemed to have accidentally stepped forward.
Then he lowered his voice and said quietly: "Ye Feng, if you have time, can I ask you for a little help? Haha... I recently practiced a martial arts and needed a corresponding inscription... Materials and instructions scrolls,
I will naturally provide the full amount..."
"How can I refuse this little thing for my disciples to refuse."
Ye Feng smiled slightly and nodded calmly.
Elder Feng speaks in the outer door with great importance, and being able to win over is beneficial to the sweeping door or not.
Moreover, helping people inscriptions are not just a hard worker. In this way, you can obtain new inscription scrolls, allowing you to get more inscriptions...
Seeing Ye Feng agreeing, Elder Feng nodded happily, his eyes accidentally flew over the bottom of the martial arts stage, and continued to say in a mysterious way: "Boy, this time you become famous in one battle. After you go back, there may be many senior management or organizations.
You show kindness…you have to have a distinction.”
Ye Feng nodded again.
This is a destiny, but I am not a newbie, so I still have the ability to distinguish right from wrong.
After bowing to Elder Feng, Ye Feng quickly jumped off the martial arts stage and walked towards the people of the sweeping door who had already been full of joy...
...
Two days passed in a blink of an eye, but the wave of inscription competition continued to spread. The name Ye Feng spread throughout the sect within two days, and the competition process was also spread to such a magical way.
The Servant Building, which is usually deserted, has been like cooking a pot of human meat dumplings in the past two days. A large number of internal and external disciples have come to seek inscriptions.
As for half of the inscription market that Qing Zhenyi promised, the sweeping door quickly clarified the approximate scope and set up an inscription sales outlet not far from the mailbox.
Of course, Luowang didn't give up the fruits of many years of business so easily. He didn't dare to do anything on the surface, but secretly put his ideas on the disciples who bought the inscriptions.
Near that sales point, people with bad intentions often appear.
Some disciples were afraid of being worn by "scan nets" and could only choose to buy them secretly.
However, when a two-month black and white hero guarded the sales site, the situation immediately improved. The warriors sent by Luowang to make trouble were immediately cleaned up...
"Junior brother, I urgently need twenty soul-abundlings. Those guys have been waiting at the door for a day, and... two elders also came with materials, saying that they need your help."
In the room on the second floor, as soon as Ye Feng stopped, Wang Yuwei plunged in and said with a panting but joyful look.
"Okay... there are fifty pieces here, you can sell them first. As for those two elders, leave the materials and let them take them later in ten days."
"My rest for a while."
After taking a sip of tea, the tired Ye Feng raised his head and fell down, and fell asleep before he finished speaking.
When I woke up again, it was already midnight. The sweeping door that had been making a fortune for a day finally became much cleaner.
He stepped downstairs, Yuan Ningzhen and others were all in the hall, sorting out the inscription materials and piles of spirit stones. In the past few days, the people in the sweeping door were also exhausted.
But after being tired, everyone had smiles on their faces. Now the sweeping door... not only does it take a lot of money every day, but no one dares to bully it. It can be said that he has obtained a rebirth of Nirvana.
"Junior brother, you're awake!"
Seeing Ye Feng go downstairs, everyone hurriedly got up and saluted.
Ye Feng smiled and greeted him one by one. After his eyes swept over the inscription materials placed on the table, he suddenly became overwhelmed.
With Ye Feng's current energy, although he could barely digest such a large amount of inscription materials, he would not leave him much time to practice.
Human power is sometimes poor, no matter how good he is, he is just a third-grade inscription master in the virtual realm stage.
The main energy must be focused on Yuanli cultivation...
"Sister Ning Zhen, I have an idea. Why not cultivate our own inscription team from now on? My personal strength is really too weak."
Yuan Ningzhen raised her pretty little face and asked in confusion: "You mean, the inscription masters we recruited are like Brother Guan and the others?"
"That's right, no matter whether it is the Inscription Master Guild or the disciples of the sect, as long as we are willing to be loyal to me, we will not refuse anyone. Of course, we also need to spend a lot of effort to cultivate our own people, such as Brother Wang, who has the potential
The inscription master grew up.”
Ye Feng nodded and replied.
"I have both hands up to agree with this..." Hearing this, Wang Yuwei jumped out first and shouted with great enthusiasm.
"Actually, there are a few buried talents like my senior brother. In the past, there was no condition and could not use too much inscription material to practice. Now we have spirit stones, and as long as we are willing to work hard, we will not be as good as those in the net.
Guys…”
After he finished speaking, Guan Buyu said with interest: "I can also introduce a few inscription masters. But those guys... must also get some rewards."
"Um……"
After a little thought, Ye Feng made a decision.
"The master of inscriptions can obtain a Taiqing Jinhua Liquid that can carry the body every year, and the third-grade inscriptions master is a high-quality Taiqing Jinhua Liquid. Then, according to the value of the inscription engraved, a certain amount of share is given. Of course,
If the inscription is too poor and the scrapping exceeds a certain number of times, they will also need to pay a reasonable material fee."
"Taiqing Jinhua Liquid" is different from ordinary inscriptions. For inscriptionists, it is something that is hard to come by. Such conditions can attract many inscriptionists.
You should know that even those senior fourth-grade inscription masters can engrave the success rate of "Taiqing Jinhua Liquid" carried on their body will not be higher than 10%.
"Okay, there's nothing to say about these conditions. I'll take them here tomorrow."