"Didn't there be any major incidents in the sect during this period?"
While leading everyone into the hall, Ye Feng asked.
"If you want to talk about big things, we are the one who deserves the best. Brother Ye, I'm not my brother, I'm bragging. Now, the strength of our sweeping door is no problem to sweep the intern disciples. Even most of the outer disciples can fight.
One dou.”
"Those guys who are usually very arrogant will nod and bow when they see us."
Wang Yuwei took the lead in reporting.
"Not bad... and three inscription masters have joined in these days. Now our inscription business is almost about to catch up with some major inner sect forces."
Yuan Ning's little tiger's teeth flashed with bright light, which was also said to be dancing.
"Okay, thank you so much, so... Starting this month, you will add 10% more for your monthly rate."
Ye Feng waved his hand and bowed sincerely to the few people.
He said this with sincerity and from the bottom of his heart. If it were not for Yuan Ningzhen and others' efforts, he would have no chance of developing vigorously with himself.
"hey-hey……"
"What are we polite about our brothers? Brother Ye, you are so polite."
Guan Buyu scratched his head embarrassedly and said with a embarrassed smile.
Even Hei Wentian, who was like a bottle of oil, grinned rarely. The extra rewards they received from Ye Feng were quite generous.
And you don’t have to go through life and death, and live a life of blood on the knife.
"Back to the point, is there any news about Bu Jingyu recently?"
Ye Feng asked seriously, smiling and sat down in the center.
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Yuwei, who was beside him, slapped on the table with anger and said angrily: "It's so angry. That bastard Zhong Ziqi, who is a shit stick, has been recovering from his injuries. He has been in this sect.
The inside and outside gates were widely publicized, saying that Junior Brother Ye, you will never dare to fight Bu Jingluo. When the competition is over, you must be a turtle with a headscared turtle!"
"The entire sect is in a turmoil now, and many elders from the inside and outside are talking about this."
"oh?"
Ye Feng's expression was slightly cold and said, "He was afraid that I would not dare to fight, and wanted to use these tricks to anger himself. Haha... I underestimated me, Ye Feng!"
"Although this move is despicable, the effect is immediate. If you avoid fighting, or you lose too badly in the competition, you will bring back the reputation that we have finally established…"
"Junior Brother Ye, are you... sure to face that guy?"
Yuan Ningzhen frowned and bulged her cheeks in anger.
Ye Feng did not answer Yuan Ning's real question by himself, but turned his head suddenly and looked at Guan Buyu and asked: "Brother Guan, you are an expert in physical cultivation. If... want to carry a level five inscription,
Don't know what conditions are needed?"
"Young Master, you are trying to forcefully carry that 'creeping' inscription, right?"
Without waiting for Guan Buyu to speak, Bai Wuchang was moved and asked first.
Ye Feng nodded.
To be honest, with his cultivation level of less than half a step of the king realm, even if he has achieved the "riot" practice, he is not sure that he can defeat Bu Jingyu.
After all, he is a top expert in the inner sect.
Especially in the back mountain canyon, after fighting side by side with Xiao Chennan and others, Ye Feng even more witnessed the power of the inner sect masters.
Xiao Chennan's Wanshang Bow, the powerful martial arts practiced by Zheyan, and Gu Mingdao's Mingyue Slash... are all rare unique skills.
Bu Jingluo can compete with Gu Mingdao for the best, and you can imagine how strong he is. Moreover, this guy has a strong fighting spirit and is said to be a lunatic who likes to fight desperately.
Ye Feng had to make complete preparations.
The effect of the inscription of the inscription can perfectly exert the advantages of "Kunpeng Nine Heavens Body Technique". Even if you can't beat your opponent in the championship, you can protect yourself.
Seeing the determination in Ye Feng's eyes, Bai Wuchang's eyes twitched slightly and said tremblingly: "Mr. Ye, don't blame me for saying too much. With your current virtual realm cultivation, if you forcefully carry the fifth level inscription, you will be afraid that you will not be able to bear it.
...The body exploded and died."
"That's right. Brother, I know you want to win, but I don't have to take my life on my own. Carrying a level five inscription is not a joke."
Guan Buyu spoke out with a serious expression on the side to dissuade him.
"Junior brother, if something happens to you, our sweeping door will be really finished. You are our backbone now."
Yuan Ningzhen pinched the corner of Ye Feng's clothes with her small hands and looked pitifully at the disciples practicing outside the hall.
Ye Feng was very moved and waved his hand after having no choice but to sigh, "Well, listen to you."
"Anyway, there is still some time left, so I won't take this risk for the time being."
Seeing Ye Feng give up, the few people couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Ordinary king-level masters often can only carry level 2 inscriptions, and those with extraordinary talents can carry level 3 inscriptions. Only some king-level powerful men who specialize in physical body, or the physical strength of the barbarian demon clan, can carry level 4 inscriptions.
sex.
As for the level five inscriptions, they are things that they dare not even think about.
Their move was also for Ye Feng's sake.
After a while of another conversation, Ye Feng returned to his room, washed and changed his clothes briefly, and then sat cross-legged by the bed.
puff!
The light flashed from his fingertips, and an extremely strong pressure poured out. The fifth-level inscription "inspiration" appeared in Ye Feng's palm.
Looking at this brilliant inscription light, Ye Feng was moved. Since he was tied to the sweeping door, he had more concerns in his actions, but for Ye Feng, such concerns may not be a bad thing.
"This is... the taste of responsibility. Sometimes, living is not just for yourself, because there are too many hopeful gazes behind you."
"Hehe, when did you learn to be sad and sad in spring? This is not your style..."
Yuan Ling's sarcastic voice came out. After blinking, a lazy figure appeared in the air, looking at Ye Feng with a smile.
"Boy, isn't it just carrying a level 5 inscription? Why do you feel that the sesame seeds are bigger?"
Seeing Ye Feng looking indifferent, Yuan Ling's voice changed.
"What?"
"Do you have a solution? Yuan Ling, I have been seeing you recently, but I am more and more pleasing to you..."
After hearing Yuan Ling's words, Ye Feng suddenly looked happy.
This old guy always brings surprises to himself, and it doesn't seem difficult to carry a level five inscription when he listens to his tone.
"That's natural... who is the native spirit?"
Yuan Ling smiled proudly, looked like a master, and started to point fingers.
"First isolate the breath in the room. If you want your body to carry the inscription, you must concentrate and calm your mind and not be disturbed by others in the middle."
"good!"
Ye Feng quickly stood up, activated the Yuanli, arranged a small magic array to isolate the breath in the room. At this moment, even if he demolished the room, Guan Buyu and others would probably find it difficult to perceive it...