Half an hour later, Ye Feng appeared in front of the Inscription Museum.
"Mr. Ye...Brother."
The disciple guarding the gate looked enthusiastic. When he saw Ye Feng, he hurriedly bowed, and his title changed from the original Junior Brother Ye to Senior Brother Ye.
Ye Feng nodded with a smile and greeted Shan.
Since he defeated Bu Jingluo in the Championship, he has become famous in one battle and will become the focus of attention of the disciples of the sect wherever he goes.
Since the inscription master meeting is about to be held, there are more people wearing inscription master robes near the inscription museum. As for the inscription museum, it is crowded, and third-grade inscription masters have to queue up to enter.
When I saw that the person walking forward was Ye Feng. Although most of the inscription masters showed a strange look, not many people took the initiative to say hello.
The inscription master has always had a high status and looks arrogant in front of warriors. Obviously, they all value their own identity and do not want others to be regarded as a person who is tempted by the flames and possesses power.
Ye Feng, who was not wearing the inscription master's robe, was still wearing a simple black dress, mingling behind a large group of glamorous inscription masters, looking a little shabby.
Currently, these inscription masters are basically here to exchange for inscription materials. They want to take advantage of this last time to work hard and shine at the conference.
Looking at the long queue in front, Ye Feng felt a little worried. At this moment, a sound like a heavenly sounded in his ears.
"Junior Brother Ye, are you here too?"
This voice immediately attracted the eyes around him. Ye Feng's eyes lit up, he turned around and smiled and bowed, saying, "Senior Sister Luo Mi!"
"Why are you still queuing here? Let's go and go in with me."
Nodding at Ye Feng, Luo Mi, with a cold expression, stepped straight towards the gate. Wherever she passed, everyone in front of her automatically made way.
With Luo Mi leading the way, Ye Feng naturally was not polite.
Ignoring the jealous gazes projected by everyone, Ye Feng followed Luo Mi.
His nose suddenly twitched slightly, and he smelled a faint fragrance on Luo Mi's body with a faint smell of animal skin. This is the unique smell of musk elk, a top-grade monster at the ground level. It can be used to refine the third-level "evil-repelling" inscription.
Obviously, Luo Mi is also making the final sprint for the Inscription Master Conference.
The hall was basically full of crowds, and even Mr. Nie showed up in person, directing dozens of inscription warriors in the inscription museum to place batches of inscription materials for the inscription master to exchange.
A lively scene.
But even so, the moment Luo Mi and Ye Feng entered the door, they still attracted a lot of attention.
Ye Feng just pretended that he didn't see it, and looked around.
The inscription masters appearing in the hall are at the lowest level in the third grade, with quite a few inscription masters in the fourth grade. Especially in the southeast corner, there are two figures sitting in a man and a woman. Judging from the expressions exposed on the faces of the inscription masters nearby,
It seems that he is quite afraid of these two people...
"Junior Brother Ye, I heard that your injury has recovered and you have gone to the top of the Sutra and Dharma Temple to understand the wonderful Dharma? Why... it came out so soon?"
Luo Mi looked at Ye Feng and asked with a little suspicious eyes.
"Haha, right? The Inscription Master Conference is about to be held. Junior brother overestimates himself and wants to try it."
Ye Feng replied with a smile, but when he thought of his current situation, he couldn't help feeling a little guilty.
Luo Mi nodded slightly, but a hint of regret flashed in her eyes.
Ye Feng was able to successfully engrave the third-level inscription, and the inscription level was comparable to Qing Zhenyi, which was quite good. However, at this level, it was somewhat unrealistic to compete with the top inscription masters of the two sects.
With Ye Feng's inscription talent, as long as he devotes himself to the inscription, he may not be able to go further and achieve some results in the next inscription master conference.
But then, the martial arts must be abandoned, and with Ye Feng's performance in the competition, the sect will not let go of this good seedling.
Manpower is sometimes poor.
Whether it is inscriptions or martial arts, it takes an extremely large amount of time and energy to make it possible to make a name for itself and become a superior person.
Like Ye Feng, a person who can achieve outstanding achievements in both spiritual and Yuanli can at least not exist in the current Jinhua Shangcheng.
"Senior Sister Luo, are those two... also disciples of the sect?"
Without feeling the flash of Luo Mi's face, Ye Feng pointed curiously at a man and a woman in the corner.
These two... have never seen each other before.
Luo Mi shook her head and said, "No... they came with Gongzi Yuan, and their inscriptions are of great quality. They are currently managing the Yuan Alliance for Gongzi Yuan."
Halfway through his words, Luo Mi seemed to remember something and lowered her voice: "The sweeping door formed by your servant disciples has been in great momentum recently. It is said that it has stolen a lot of Luowang's business, and Luowang has a relationship with Yuanmeng.
You must pay more attention to Gongzi Yuan.”
Ye Feng nodded subconsciously.
The inscription business of sweeping the floor door is perfect, and it has indeed robbed the interests of many inner sect forces, especially Qing Zhenyi's net, which has suffered heavy losses. Even Qing Zhenyi has not dared to show up recently.
I have heard in the past that Luowang is an introduction placed in front of Yuanmeng. Listening to Luo Mi's words, rumors... are all true.
But, so what?
The sweeping door is doing legitimate business. If Yuanmeng has the ability, it might as well compete openly. If Yuanmeng just relies on the name of Prince Yuan, he will do such a kind of business that is short-lived and inferior, and is a good businessman, how can he blame the sweeping floor?
Come up the door?
Ye Feng's eyes suddenly became more and more impatient.
The woman opposite suddenly looked up, obviously feeling it, and a clear displeasure appeared on her face.
Ye Feng didn't care when his eyes passed by, but the arrogance flashed in the woman's eyes made him feel a little uncomfortable. There was even a hint of contempt in the other party's eyes.
Of course, it was not just targeting himself. Ye Feng quickly realized that the look of the man and the woman looking at others, even the look of the inscription masters was also full of arrogance.
"With Gongzi Yuan as a supporter, they both looked down on other inscription masters of our Diyuan Sect."
As if he noticed Ye Feng’s unhappiness, Luo Mi explained from the side.
Needless to say, what kind of identity of Gongzi Yuan is, to a certain extent, the status of Diyuan Sect for hundreds of years has been in the hands of Gongzi Yuan. The top leaders of the sect are very courteous to him, even these followers who follow Gongzi Yuan,
The Diyuan Sect also needs to be treated with the power of guests.
The other inscription masters in the sect have to stand, and only the two of them are qualified to sit down can be seen.
"One person can attain enlightenment, and the chicken and dog will ascend to heaven."
Ye Feng whispered, not paying much attention to it. At this moment, he just wanted to get the Phantom Stone and restore his mental control...