Seeing that Ye Feng remained silent, Master Dong raised a smile, but suddenly thought of something, his brows sank and he said: "I promised you last time that I would fight for your status as an inscription master, and now the qualifications have almost come down. As long as you complete the last step, you will get the exclusive robe of the inscription master. Now that you are here, go to the Western Tang Inscription Association with me. �� Ye Feng said: "If it embarrasses the master, I don't care whether I have this qualification or not." "Don't say such things." Master Dong waved his hand, stood up and said, "Martial Mansion is not a good place, especially for disciples from small counties like you who come to study. Life will be very difficult. There is an inscription master on you. The robe will save you a lot of trouble. Yuantu, please take Jinger to arrange accommodation." … The Inscription Master's General Assembly is a super huge tower, so tall that it can't be seen at a glance, submerged in the clouds. It is obviously the most important building of the powerful country, and its scale is even greater than the internal royal city of the Western Tang Dynasty. From this we can also see how powerful the Inscription Masters Guild is. No wonder it has become one of the most powerful super forces in Luoan City. As for inscription masters, who are rare in Tianyuan County, as soon as they entered the dozens of miles covered by the union tower, there were immediately more inscription masters wearing orange robes. Of course, there are many inscription masters in orange robes, but Master Dong There are still very few inscription masters in yellow robes like this. So when Master Dong brought Ye Feng along, everyone on the roadside bowed and saluted, expressing their respect for Master Inscription. "No need to make a fuss, the General Assembly has gathered the elites from more than 30 inscription branches of the powerful country, so there are naturally more inscription masters." Seeing the surprised expression on Ye Feng's face along the way, Master Dong explained.
"There are more than 1,300 inscription masters in the general association, and the number of inscription masters is no less than ten. Don't make a fuss when you enter the inscription tower." "There are more than ten inscription masters?" Ye Feng was surprised. "Of course, inscription master is a general term, which includes many branches, such as weapon refining, alchemy, formations, animal training, etc. Basically, each branch will have one or two masters in charge, and there will also be a president and vice president. Wait, there are always fourteen or five in total, but there are many masters, but there is only one master-level expert..." Master Dong twisted his beard and said. There was a hint of longing in his expression, and he was obviously looking forward to the realm of the Inscription Master. The two continued walking towards the towering inscription tower. Ye Feng saw many young people wearing the lowest-grade red robes. Some were full of worries, while others were in high spirits. They gathered in groups of three or five, as if they were waiting for something. "What are they doing?" Ye Feng asked. "Oh, today is the day for the inscription master's assessment. Every three months, an inscription master's assessment will be held. Only those who have the status of an inscription apprentice can apply for the assessment. However, there are always only a few people who can pass every time. Basically, out of a hundred applicants, no more than five can successfully advance. It is not easy for ordinary people to get an orange robe..." After saying that, Master Dong looked at Ye Feng strangely. This kid actually said to himself just now that it doesn’t matter whether he is qualified as an inscriptionist or not... Ye Feng scratched his head in embarrassment. "In addition to representing identity, the orange inscribed robe has a strange effect..." At this point, Master Dong gave up. Ye Feng asked: "What effect does it have?" "The orange robe is made from the fur of the Xuan-level monster Yunyin Beast. Wearing it will not only keep you warm in the winter but cool in the summer, it can also hide your cultivation level. Unless the opponent's strength exceeds yours by too much, otherwise, he will have no choice. Discover your true cultivation." "Of course, as long as you wear the orange robe, most people will not choose to be enemies with you easily. There are even many forces who are willing to make friends with you and win you over to be the guest elder. How about it, kid, think about it again and follow me to cultivate the inscriptions secretly. ?" Master Dong repeated the old saying with a smile. "Hey...Master, look, another yellow-robed master has appeared over there..." Ye Feng quickly changed the topic and pointed forward. Master Dong turned around, and when he saw the appearance of the yellow-robed figure clearly, his face instantly turned ugly. At the same time, the man also noticed the existence of Master Dong and walked towards them.
"Haha... Am I right? Isn't this Old Dong?" Before the person got close, the voice came one step ahead. He is a middle-aged man who looks only forty or fifty years old. He has a dignified appearance and deep black-gold eyes. He is also dressed in a yellow robe. When he wears it, he exudes a natural aura of king and domineering. He has a kind of The charm is irresistible, but this man's lips are a little thin, giving Ye Feng the feeling of being mean and unkind. Behind this middle-aged man, there was also a handsome young man in brocade robes. He was about the same age as Ye Feng. His face was full of arrogance. His eyes just glanced across Ye Feng's face and completely ignored him, as if he had never been there before. Even though they are superior, their status is not on the same level at all. "Prince Mo, long time no see." Seeing this luxurious middle-aged man approaching to talk, Master Dong's face did not look good. This person is Mo Bei, the formation master of the Inscription Association. His other identity is that he is the brother of His Majesty the King. He has been awarded the title of Prince and has a high status. He had some conflicts with Master Dong before. And because of his status as a prince, Master Dong was quite helpless and had to retreat. "Haha, old Dong, I heard that you personally went to your subordinate counties to select disciples some time ago. How was it? Did you find any geniuses? Hehe, geniuses like Xiang Yixiao don't come along very often." Prince Mo said. With a strong sense of irony. Master Dong looked at Ye Feng helplessly and smiled. There is a genius, but this genius is unwilling to follow him to specialize in inscriptions. What can he do? Seeing Master Dong looking at Ye Feng, Prince Mo's attention immediately fell on Ye Feng and said loudly: "Could this be the candidate you selected? Tsk, tsk, he didn't even reach the innate level? Hey, this martial art... Haha, old man Dong, aren't you kidding me? With two martial arts veins, you actually choose such a loser as your disciple?" "What kind of master there is, there is also what kind of apprentice..." At this moment, the arrogant young man behind Prince Mo spoke. As soon as he spoke, his words were not surprising, and he continued to laugh at them. Master Dong and Ye Feng were all trampled down. This means that Master Dong is also a waste. "If you dare to say one more thing, believe it or not, I will destroy you!" Ye Feng said coldly. A yellow-robed master said that he was a waste. Ye Feng could ignore it, but this boy with no hair on his head actually mocked Master Dong. How could Ye Feng endure it?