"Haha, I just entered the fifteenth level and it will be a little different from the past. Don't worry, it's just a little bit of a minor side effect. After adapting to it for a few hours, there will naturally be no problems."
Yuan Ling switched to voice transmission this time, which finally made Ye Feng feel a little better.
After being shocked, Ye Feng felt joy in his heart, with clever ears and clear eyes. The effect brought by the 15th-level mental strength was too exaggerated, which made him understand the six consciousnesses and his perceptions several times.
This is definitely not as simple as increasing 10%.
Squeezing the joy in his heart, Ye Feng, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, temporarily closed his six consciousnesses and began to slowly adapt to the changes brought about by the increase in mental power.
As Yuan Ling said, after more than half a day of soothing, Ye Feng finally adapted to a lot, and the noisy sounds from the outside gradually returned to normal.
"The 15th-level mental power is so strong!"
The next morning, when Ye Feng opened his eyes, his surging mental fluctuations swept past, and even broke the barrier seal he had set up earlier.
There is no doubt that with his current mental strength, if he uses the soul-catching needle and the shock wave, his power can at least double.
"In this case, maybe... I'm qualified to challenge the Level 4 inscription..."
Ye Feng's heart suddenly moved.
His success rate of engraving level 3 inscriptions has reached 30 to 40%, but he has not tried to engrave level 4 inscriptions. If he succeeds, it means that he can officially enter the ranks of fifth-grade inscription masters.
Master of the inscription.
The entire Diyuan Sect will never exceed one slap.
Even with Ye Feng's calm mind, he couldn't help but feel hot in his heart at this moment.
As the second largest inscription city with flourishing inscription industry among the thirteen counties of the human race, Jinhua Shangcheng is naturally not short of third- and fourth-grade inscription masters, and can reach the fifth-grade level masters, which is quite rare.
All those who can become masters of inscriptions are famous and belong to the highest being in the fifth sect.
As for the success rate, the higher the level of the inscription, the lower the success rate. This is inevitable. If he wants to engrave it into a level 4 inscription, he can succeed once in three times.
"Old guy, why are you staring at me with that look?"
Just as Ye Feng was thinking about when he would go to the Inscription Master Union to participate in the fifth-grade Inscription Master Assessment, he looked up and saw that Yuan Ling, the old guy, staring at him with a strange look on his face.
"Boy, do you think you can't hold back? Want to try to inscribe a Level 4 inscription?" Yuan Ling was like a roundworm in Ye Feng's belly, and he immediately guessed his plan.
"What? Isn't it possible?"
Ye Feng felt scared when he was staring at him and asked back.
"I won't tell you first, you can try it and engrave a second-level inscription first."
Lanaishly stretched, Yuan Ling said carelessly.
Although he was not sure, Ye Feng would not be aimless as long as Yuan Ling did not look at it. After a little thought, he took out several inscription materials from the storage ring and selected his most skilled "soul-abundling" materials from it, and eliminated them like flowing water
After the impurities, the patterns began to be carved.
Bang!
However, as soon as his mind moved, Pei Mo Keyu's powerful spiritual power rushed out of the divine sea, causing the animal skin to explode in an instant, and the Yuanli energy suspended in the air was affected by the pond.
Ye Feng's face was shocked instantly.
His current mental power has completely lost control, no longer as he used to use his fingers as before. Once he was activated, it seemed like a river broke through the dam and rushed wildly.
"Damn it! Why is this happening..."
Ye Feng, who did not believe in evil, swept the residue in front of him to the ground and took out another pair of soul-abundling materials.
But... the result is still the same as before, and this material is still scrapped quickly.
After several failures, Ye Feng sat on the ground like anger, his eyes straightened and a little confused.
In front of him, more than a dozen pieces of materials were all turned into ashes. No matter how cautious and meticulous he was, it would be useless. He could not control his spiritual energy in detail.
In the current situation, let alone engraving the fourth-level inscription, even the second-level can’t be successful.
"Yuan Ling... Why is this happening? What the hell is going on?"
In the end, he had no choice but to compromise and choose to seek help from Yuanling.
"The 15th-level spiritual strength is a watershed. Even if you have a strong talent, you may have to reach the second and third level of the king realm before you can get it. However... you get the purple evil mysterious fire, and your mental power has certainly broken through and entered the fifteenth level,
It is caused by external forces, so it is naturally difficult to control it as your heart.”
Yuan Ling looked earnest and said in a deep voice: "Only the power that can be fully controlled is the power of your own. You can't do it at the moment."
"How long will it take...to return to normal?"
Ye Feng raised his heart and said nervously.
"Or, you can improve your cultivation to the king realm. Well, it doesn't take two or three levels. I'm afraid you'll be fine after entering the king realm. Or... just try to practice and control it slowly. You should be able to re-enough for about half a year.
The inscription is here.”
Half...half a year...
Hearing this, Ye Feng's face turned green instantly.
The inscription master conference is held, and it will take less than a month. If I wait half a year before the inscription is written, then... Isn't it even colder to even the daylily, and there is nothing I have to do with me?
"There is no other way? You must have a way, right?" He spread his hands helplessly, and Ye Feng looked at Yuan Ling again and asked with a sad face.
The old guy has always enjoyed himself being scheming himself. Since he had asked himself to take the initiative to refine and improve his mental strength, he should have taken this situation into consideration.
Sure enough, when Yuan Ling saw Ye Feng's expression, he looked satisfied. After a while, he smiled and kept it in a silence: "Is there a way...of course there is."
"Good Yuanling... what the hell is it? Tell me quickly." Ye Feng shamelessly acted coquettishly.
"You little brat, I can't stand you. Yuan Ling is a straight man in steel..." Yuan Ling flew quickly to the beam of the room, looking like he was shaking goosebumps.
"Okay, okay, Ben Yuanling tells you that."
"As far as I know, some inscription corpses often have something specifically used to hone their mental control, called the Phantom Stone, and this thing must also exist in the Earth Yuan Sect. You might as well try your luck at the Inscription Museum...
…But one thing, Benyuan Ling wants to remind you that the process of tempering mental control is very difficult, and you need to be mentally prepared."
Ye Feng was stunned when he heard this. He had never heard of the Phantom Stone in the past.
As for whether it is difficult or not, it is no longer the problem he is considering now.
"If you use the Phantom Stone and spend a month on manipulating and tempering, before the Inscription Master Conference is held, it will not only restore you to its original state, but also... it may also increase your mental control to a few more points."
"At that time, I believe that engraving a Level 4 inscription will not be an impossible thing for you..."