Chapter 1679 Loss of Control

"Haha, just entering the fifteenth level, it is indeed a little different from the past. Don't worry, it's just a slight side effect. After adapting for a few hours, there will be no problem. Thinking Rabbit"

Yuan Ling used voice transmission this time, which finally made Ye Feng feel better.

After the shock, Ye Feng was happy, his ears and eyes were sharp, and the effect brought by the fifteenth level of mental strength was too exaggerated, making his six senses clear and his perception sharper by several times.

This is definitely not as simple as a 10% improvement.

Suppressing the joy in his heart, Ye Feng, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, temporarily closed his six senses and began to slowly adapt to the changes brought about by the improvement of mental strength.

Just as Yuan Ling said, after more than half a day of relaxation, Ye Feng finally adapted a lot, and the noisy sounds from the outside world gradually returned to normal.

"Fifteenth level mental power, so strong!"

The next morning, when Ye Feng opened his eyes, the surging mental fluctuations swept through, and even cracked the barrier seal he had set up earlier.

There is no doubt that with his current mental strength, if he casts the Soul-Sucking Needle and the God-Shocking Wave, the power can be at least doubled.

"In this case, maybe... I am also qualified to challenge the fourth-level inscription..."

Ye Feng's heart suddenly moved.

His success rate in engraving the third-level inscription has reached 30% to 40%, but he has not tried to engrave the fourth-level inscription. If he succeeds, it means that he can officially enter the ranks of the fifth-grade inscription masters.

Inscription masters.

There will never be more than a handful of them in the entire Diyuan Sect.

Even with Ye Feng's calm temperament, he couldn't help but feel hot in his heart at this moment.

As the second largest inscription city with a booming inscription industry in the thirteen counties of the human race, Jinhua Shangcheng naturally has no shortage of third- and fourth-grade inscription masters, and masters who can reach the fifth-grade level are also quite rare.

Those who can become inscription masters are all famous and belong to the high-ranking existence in the fifth-grade sect.

As for the success rate, the higher the grade of the inscription, the lower the success rate. This is inevitable. If he wants to engrave a fourth-level inscription, he only needs to succeed once out of three times.

"Old man, why are you staring at me like that?"

Just when Ye Feng was thinking about when to go to the Inscription Master Union to participate in the fifth-level inscription master assessment, he looked up and saw Yuan Ling, the old man, staring at him with a strange look on his face.

"Boy, tell me, can you hold back? Want to try to engrave a fourth-level inscription?" Yuan Ling was like a worm in Ye Feng's stomach, and guessed his plan at once.

"Why? Can't it work?"

Ye Feng was frightened by his stare and asked back.

"I won't tell you whether it works or not. You can try it and engrave a second-level inscription first."

Stretching lazily, Yuan Ling said casually.

Although he didn't know what was going on, Ye Feng thought that his Yuan Ling would not do anything without purpose. After a brief thought, he took out several inscription materials from the storage ring, selected the "Soul Containment" material that he was most proficient in, and after removing the impurities like flowing water, he began to carve the patterns.

Bang!

However, as soon as he thought about it, the majestic mental power of Pei Mo Ke Yu rushed out of the sea of ​​​​gods, causing the animal skin to explode in an instant, and the Yuan Li energy suspended in the air was also affected.

Ye Feng's face was shocked instantly.

His current mental power was completely out of control, and it was no longer as easy as before. Once it was activated, it was like a river bursting its banks and rushing wildly.

"Fuck! How could this happen..."

Ye Feng, who didn't believe in evil, swept the residue in front of him to the ground and took out another set of soul-containment materials.

But... the result was still the same as before, and this piece of material was quickly scrapped.

After failing many times in a row, Ye Feng finally sat down on the ground with his eyes wide open, somewhat confused.

In front of him, more than ten pieces of materials turned into ashes. No matter how careful he was, it was useless. He could not control the spiritual energy precisely.

In the current situation, let alone engraving the fourth-level inscription, even the second-level inscription could not succeed.

"Yuan Ling... How could this happen? What's going on?"

In the end, he had no choice but to compromise and choose to ask Yuan Ling for help.

"The fifteenth-level spiritual strength is a watershed. Even if you are gifted, you may have to reach the second or third level of the king realm to get in touch with it. However... you got the purple evil fire, and your spiritual power broke through to the fifteenth level, but it was caused by external forces, so it is naturally difficult to control it as you wish."

Yuan Ling looked serious and said solemnly: "Only the power that can be fully controlled is your own power. You can't do it now."

"How long will it take... to return to normal?"

Ye Feng's heart was lifted, and he said nervously.

"Either, you can raise your cultivation to the King Realm. Well, you don't need to go to the second or third level. I'm afraid you can do it after you enter the King Realm. Or... just slowly try to practice and control. In about half a year, you should be able to re-inscribe."

Half...half a year...

Hearing this, Ye Feng's face instantly turned green.

The Inscription Master Conference is less than a month away. If I have to wait half a year before I can inscribe, then... wouldn't it be too late for me to do anything?

"Is there no other way? You must have a way, right?" Ye Feng spread his hands helplessly and looked at Yuan Ling again, asking with a sad face.

The old guy always enjoys playing tricks on himself. Since he asked me to refine and improve my mental strength before, he should have considered this situation.

Sure enough, seeing the expression on Ye Feng's face, Yuan Ling looked satisfied. After a long while, he smiled and kept it a secret and said, "A way... Of course there is."

"Good Yuan Ling... What is the way? Tell me quickly." Ye Feng shamelessly acted like a spoiled child.

"Stinky boy, I can't stand you. This Yuan Ling is a straight man..." Yuan Ling quickly flew to the beam of the house, looking like he was shaking with goose bumps.

"Okay, okay, I'll tell you."

"As far as I know, some major inscription sects often have something specifically used to hone mental control, called the Phantom Stone. The Diyuan Sect must also have this thing. You might as well try your luck at the Inscription Hall... But there is one thing, I want to remind you, the process of honing mental control is very difficult, you must be mentally prepared."

Ye Feng was startled when he heard this, he had never heard of the Phantom Stone before.

As for whether it is difficult or not, it is no longer a question for him now.

"If you use the Phantom Stone and spend a month on control and honing, before the Inscription Master Conference, not only can you recover to your original state, but even... it may be possible to increase your mental control by a few points again."

"By then, it must be not impossible for you to engrave the fourth-level inscription..."