Chapter 1629 Carrying Level 5 Inscription

"During this period of time, nothing big has happened in the sect, right?"

Ye Feng asked as he led everyone into the hall. Situ Reading

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"Speaking of big things, the one that deserves the first place is naturally our Sweeping Sect. Junior Brother Ye, I'm not bragging, but now our Sweeping Sect is strong enough to sweep away the trainee disciples, and even most of the outer disciples can fight."

"Those guys who are usually so arrogant now have to bow and nod when they see us."

Wang Yuwei reported first.

"Not bad... Moreover, three more inscription masters have joined in these days. Now our inscription business is almost catching up with some of the inner sect's major forces."

Yuan Ningzhen's little tiger teeth flashed with a bright light, and he was also dancing with joy.

"Okay, you are really hard-working. So... starting from this month, your monthly salary will be increased by 10%."

Ye Feng waved his hand and bowed sincerely to the few people.

He said this sincerely and from the bottom of his heart. If it weren't for the efforts of Yuan Ningzhen and others, it would be impossible for the Sweeping Sect to develop vigorously by himself.

"Hehe..."

"Why are we still polite to each other? Brother Ye, you are too polite."

Guan Buyu scratched his head a little embarrassedly and smiled.

Even Hei Wentian, who was like a mute oil bottle, grinned out a rare smile. The extra compensation they got from Ye Feng was quite generous.

And they didn't have to go through life and death and live a life of blood on the edge of a knife.

"Let's get back to the topic. Is there any news about Bu Jingwei recently?"

Smiling and sitting in the middle, Ye Feng asked seriously.

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Yuwei beside him slapped the table angrily and said angrily: "It makes me angry. Zhong Ziqi, that bastard and troublemaker, has recovered from his injuries and has been spreading the word in the inner and outer sects of our sect, saying that you, Junior Brother Ye, will never dare to fight Bu Jingwei. During the competition, you will definitely be a coward!"

"Now the whole sect is in an uproar. Many elders in the inner and outer sects are discussing this matter."

"Oh?"

Ye Feng said with a slightly cold expression. : "He is afraid that I dare not fight, and wants to use these little tricks to anger me, haha... He underestimated me, Ye Feng!"

"Although this move is despicable, the effect is immediate. If you avoid fighting, or lose too badly in the competition, our reputation that we have finally established will be reduced to its original form..."

"Junior Brother Ye, are you sure you can fight that guy?"

Yuan Ningzhen frowned and puffed up his cheeks angrily.

Ye Feng did not answer Yuan Ningzhen's question himself, but suddenly turned his head and looked at Guan Buyu and asked: "Brother Guan, you are an expert in physical cultivation. If... you want to carry a level 5 inscription, I wonder what conditions are required?"

"Sir, you don't want to force the "weird" inscription, do you?"

Before Guan Buyu could speak, Bai Wuchang was shocked and asked first.

Ye Feng nodded.

To be honest, with his current cultivation level of less than half a step to the king realm, even if he has cultivated "riot" to a small degree, he is not sure that he can defeat Bu Jingni.

After all, he is a top master of the inner sect.

Especially in the valley of the back mountain, after fighting side by side with Xiao Chennan and others, Ye Feng has 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 Zhan... all of them are rare skills.

Bu Jingni can compete with Gu Mingdao, so his strength can be imagined, and this guy is full of fighting spirit. It is said that he is a madman who likes to fight desperately.

Ye Feng had to make full preparations.

The effect of the strange inscription can perfectly bring out the advantages of "Kunpeng Jiutian Body Skill", even if he can't beat his opponent in the competition, he can protect himself.

Seeing the determination in Ye Feng's eyes, Bai Wuchang's eyes twitched slightly, and he said in a trembling voice: "Young Master Ye, don't blame me for saying too much. With your current virtual realm cultivation, if you force yourself to carry a level 5 inscription, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it... and your body will explode and die."

"That's right. Brother, I know you want to win, but there's no need to risk your life. Carrying a level 5 inscription is not a joke."

Guan Buyu dissuaded him with a serious look.

"Junior brother, if something happens to you, our sweeping door will really be finished. You are our backbone now."

Yuan Ningzhen pinched the corner of Ye Feng's clothes with her little hands, and looked pitifully at the disciples practicing outside the hall.

Ye Feng was deeply moved, and waved his hand after having no choice, sighing: "Well, listen to you."

"Anyway, there is still some time, I won't take this risk for the time being."

Seeing Ye Feng give up, several people couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Ordinary king-level masters can only carry level 2 inscriptions, and those with extraordinary talents can carry level 3 inscriptions. Only some king-level masters who specialize in physical training, or those with physical strength like the barbarians and monsters, have the possibility of carrying level 4 inscriptions.

As for the fifth-level inscription, it was something they dared not even think about.

They did this for Ye Feng's sake.

After talking for a while, Ye Feng returned to his room, washed and changed his clothes, and then sat cross-legged on the bed.

Puff!

The light flashed at his fingertips, and an extremely strong pressure poured out, and the fifth-level inscription "Weird" appeared in Ye Feng's palm.

Looking at this bright inscription aura, Ye Feng was touched. Since he was tied to the sweeping door, he has had many more concerns in his actions, but for Ye Feng, this concern may not be a bad thing.

"This is... the taste of responsibility. Sometimes, living is not just for yourself, because there are too many expectant eyes behind you."

"Hehe, when did you learn to be sad about the passing of time? This is not your style..."

The mocking voice of Yuan Ling came out, and after a blink of an eye, a lazy figure appeared in the air, looking at Ye Feng with a smile.

"Boy, isn't it just carrying a level 5 inscription? It's just a small matter, why do you have to sigh like that?"

Seeing Ye Feng's indifferent look, Yuan Ling changed the subject.

"What?"

"Could it be... you have a way? Yuan Ling, I've been liking you more and more recently..."

Hearing Yuan Ling's words, Ye Feng was immediately delighted.

This old guy always brings surprises to him, and from his tone, carrying a level 5 inscription doesn't seem to be a difficult task.

"That's natural... I'm Yuan Ling."

Yuan Ling smiled complacently, put on an expert look, 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 down. Don't be disturbed in the middle."

"Okay!"

Ye Feng quickly got up, urged his Yuan power, and set up a small magic circle to isolate the breath in the room. At this moment, even if he dismantled this room, Guan Buyu and others would probably find it difficult to sense it...