Yang Hua took the trouble to explain some things about the competition to Ye Feng, and Ye Feng gradually understood that it was actually a disguised assessment of the college, just like a final exam.
"Ye Feng, I hope you can participate in this inner disciple competition and strive to win more honors for our Xuan Courtyard." Yang Hua sounded a little sentimental.
"Besides getting more resources by participating in the competition, are there any other rewards? Such as points." Ye Feng asked rhetorically.
"Of course there are points. If you win the championship, the person who trained you will get a lot of points. Lao Li should have told you when you came." Yang Hua seemed to understand what Ye Feng wanted to say.
"If I win the championship, will my points allow Mr. Li to return to the inner court?" This is what Ye Feng is most concerned about.
"Of course, as long as you can win the championship, the points will be enough to exchange for Lao Li to return to the inner courtyard."
"Okay, I'll participate. I'll definitely come back in three months!" Ye Feng agreed.
"No one should be causing trouble for you during this period. Mr. Kong has spoken. Yu Zhongtian doesn't dare to do anything to you."
"Master, what is the origin of this Mr. Kong?"
Seeing that both Yang Hua and Yu Zhongtian were very afraid of Mr. Kong, Ye Feng was very curious.
"He has a great background. He has assisted two deans. His strength is unfathomable. His majesty in the academy is second only to the dean." When talking about Mr. Kong, Yang Hua also looked fearful.
"I see!"
Ye Feng seemed to understand why Yu Zhongtian left on his own initiative.
The two talked about some more topics, and it was Yang Hua who told Ye Feng to be careful when going to the Demon Flame Mountains this time. In addition, the journey was far away, and even if he traveled at full strength, it would take a month to go back and forth.
Back in the cave, the members of the Nine Star Alliance were very happy to see that Ye Feng was safe and sound, and they went back to practice. As for Ye Feng, he planned to go to Xuanyang Tower to practice for a while to improve his strength again.
During this trip to Su City, Ye Feng gained a lot. He took out some of the things he obtained. The Soul Melting Pill was swallowed and refined after entering the Xuanyang Tower, and the same was true for the Peiyuan Pill.
Opening the phantom movement martial arts he bought, Ye Feng looked at it carefully, and found out more and more unusual about this martial arts. After practicing to the second level, he could actually create a clone with 30% of the attack power of the original body, similar to the blood demon projection.
If you can practice to the third level, you can create another clone, and so on. There are ten levels of Phantom Body Technique. That is to say, after practicing to the final level, Ye Feng can create nine clones. More importantly, with his strength, Continuously improving, the clone's ability becomes more and more powerful.
"What a powerful physical and martial skill!"
Ye Feng is very excited. With Phantom, Ye Feng's speed and attack power will be greatly increased.
Putting away the phantom martial arts, Ye Feng took out the old scroll that he bought at a cost of one hundred and fifty spirit stones.
"What the hell is this!"
Ye Feng opened the scroll, and there were only some earthworm-like lines drawn densely on the scroll. It was impossible to tell what the words were, so why did he have an idea and want to buy it.
"Does this need to be checked in the soul?"
Ye Feng suddenly thought of a new method. Some things cannot be seen with the eyes and can only be seen through the soul.
Just do it if you want to, mobilize your spiritual consciousness, and penetrate it little by little towards the scroll. If it were an ordinary scroll, if your spiritual consciousness swept through it, it would pass through the scroll. However, after Ye Feng’s soul swept across the scroll, it seemed to disappear without a trace. , the spiritual consciousness was absorbed by something unknown.
"What a weird scroll!" Ye Feng was secretly shocked.
Just now, Ye Feng used his spiritual consciousness to penetrate into the scroll, and his spiritual consciousness was sucked away by a suction force.
"Huh!"
Looking at the scroll again, Ye Feng made a puzzled sound and seemed to find that the scroll was a little different. The earthworm patterns seemed to move on their own.
"Am I blinded?"
Driven by strong curiosity, Ye Feng planned to try again. Maybe there was really some secret hidden in this scroll. After all, it was something left over from ancient times, although it was a fragment or even in ruins.
This time mobilizing more spiritual consciousness, Ye Feng also slowed down and slowly moved closer to the scroll. His spiritual consciousness was very careful. The moment he touched the scroll, the suction force appeared again, but this time his spiritual consciousness was stronger. Even if Even if you suck it, it cannot be washed clean in one go.
"Buzz!"
Ye Feng felt his head buzzing, and his consciousness actually entered the scroll. Then a huge scene appeared in front of him, and he entered a gray world. It was all gray, and he couldn't see the end at a glance, and he couldn't see anything clearly.
"Where is this and how did I get in here?" Ye Feng said in a shocked tone.
Controlling his consciousness, Ye Feng walked towards the gray depths. He couldn't tell the direction at all and could only rely on his consciousness to move forward. No matter where he went, the space here was too big.
I don’t know how long it took, but Ye Feng was tireless and seemed to have walked into the center of this gray space. A golden light appeared in the distance, like a big moon rising in the gray space.
Controlling his spiritual consciousness, Ye Feng quickened his pace and moved quickly towards the golden light. After about an hour, Ye Feng finally saw clearly what was in front of him. The gray space disappeared, and his spiritual consciousness turned into his own body. He looked at a huge talisman appearing in front of him. The golden light just now came from this talisman.
There were strips of earthworms drawn on the talisman. This time Ye Feng could see clearly that these earthworms were indeed squirming. In other words, this talisman was changing every moment.
"What a weird talisman."
Although Ye Feng had come into contact with some talismans, this was the first time he saw such complicated patterns and he couldn't understand them at all. It was even beyond Ye Feng's knowledge.
Ordinary talismans can have at most a few lines carved on them, such as communication talisman, clear water talisman, fireworks talisman...etc.!
The golden talisman seemed to sense someone entering here, and the golden light became stronger. Ye Feng was so stung that he could not open his eyes. The surrounding space was lit up, and he entered a golden world.
The dazzling light caused Ye Feng to lose his visual ability. At this moment, the golden light suddenly disappeared and turned into a stream of light, which penetrated into Ye Feng's consciousness.
"ah!"
Ye Feng's body let out a scream, then passed out, and the scroll in his hand fell to the ground. It all happened so fast that Ye Feng didn't react at all.
I don't know how much time passed. Ye Feng woke up slowly and touched his head. He was relieved when he found that he was not injured. However, there seemed to be something in his head and there was still a dull pain.
"What is this?"
Ye Feng soon discovered that there was a huge talisman entrenched in his soul, which was exactly the one he saw when he entered the scroll just now.
"What's going on? How did it appear in my soul sea?" Ye Feng was shocked, not knowing whether it was a good thing or a bad thing.
"The beginning of heaven and earth, the beginning of Hongmeng, all things are waiting to be revived, and after four calamities, the vitality is not generated, the turbid air is rampant, the original essence, the art of inscription, there are no mountains under the mountain, the heaven and the earth are self-made!"
A piece of text flashed in Ye Feng's mind. It was very ancient and very vicissitudes of life, as if it spanned ten thousand years, or even longer.
More memories began to merge, and they were all about some cultivation things. However, it was not what Ye Feng was practicing now, but something called soul inscription. People who practiced this soul inscription were called soul inscription masters.
In ancient times, the human cultivation system was not perfect. It is not like today when a hundred flowers are contending. Various schools have emerged, including barbaric arts for cultivating the physical body, spiritual arts for cultivating the system, martial arts, such as Ye Feng now, and so on...
However, this Soul Engraving Technique has gradually been lost. Although there are still people practicing it, there are very few of them, unless those ancient large sects still have disciples who practice this Soul Engraving Technique.
These memories not only include practicing the Soul Inscription Technique, but also a large number of ancient memories, various weapon levels, elixir levels, and training levels, one by one, passed through Ye Feng's memory.
Ye Feng found the cultivation level from these memories. It turns out that I have not even reached the threshold of cultivation. I can only be considered a cultivator when I reach the divine martial realm.
"It turns out that weapons are also divided into levels!"
Ye Feng is still sorting out these memories. Ordinary weapons are called mortal weapons, and they are also weapons used by mortals. After mortal weapons, they are spiritual weapons, not spiritual weapons. There are only two ways to forge spiritual weapons.
One is to find a large amount of materials for forging spiritual weapons and build them yourself or find someone to make them. However, these materials are very rare, so spiritual weapons are very precious.
Another way is to engrave the soul with the inscription technique and add it to the weapon, so that the weapon can be upgraded to a level that is even more powerful than forging it yourself.
In ancient times, soul inscription masters who knew how to practice the soul inscription technique were very popular. Not only were they powerful, they could also refine various runes and sell them in exchange for more resources.
However, not everyone can practice the soul engraving technique. They must have strong soul power, because carving the inscription talisman consumes a lot of soul power. Most people will run out of soul before they can successfully carve it, and they will vomit blood and die.
More memories were developed, and the more memories were developed, Ye Feng felt more like a frog in the well. It turned out that this rune was the soul of a soul inscription master in ancient times, and all the memories were carved on this rune.
This rune is not just a simple soul imprint, it not only includes all memories, but also a way to practice the soul inscription technique. More importantly, it is transformed by all the soul power of an ancient god. In other words, Ye Feng’s soul can contain Obtained the soul power of an ancient god.
"Buzz!"
The soul sea suddenly buzzed and continued to expand. The soul sea, which was only the size of a fist before, began to be developed continuously. Some hidden places began to light up. Ye Feng's soul power was growing rapidly.
The human soul sea is infinite. It is said that the human soul sea corresponds to the nine palaces. There are nine gates. If all are opened, everything can be communicated. Behind each gate corresponds to a world, which are gold, wood, water, fire, earth, yin and yang and darkness.
Even if one door is opened, the potential will be unlimited in the future. If all nine doors are opened, the soul will not know what state it will reach.
At that time, this ancient great god had only opened three portals. At that time, his power was that of a peerless deity, and he was in charge of a star field.
Ye Feng secretly smacked his tongue, taking charge of a star field, what kind of strength does this require? Ye Feng doesn't even know how big the Shenwu Continent is, let alone a star field. (To be continued)