In Ye Feng's memory, a large number of memories that did not belong to him appeared. All the memories came from this soul-engraving talisman. It did not seem to be a very big talisman. It was engraved with countless lines, each of which was the texture of heaven and earth, as if carved in Ye Feng's mind. Same as in.
"What a powerful Soul Imprinting Technique, it can just make up for my lack of weapon refining!" Ye Feng was deeply shocked.
Ordinary weapon refining techniques and soul engraving techniques are completely different concepts. The general weapon refining technique is to continuously hit the weapon, use the flames to calcine various materials, and then integrate them into the weapon.
The Soul Engraving Technique is different. He relies on the powerful lines of heaven and earth, carved on various materials, and finally forms earthworm-like stripes that are integrated into the weapon.
Although these materials are all integrated into weapons, the process is completely different. The soul inscription technique is more difficult. It requires not only strong soul power, but also various complex hand seals, as well as understanding the texture of heaven and earth, all of which are indispensable.
The process is different, and the results are naturally different. Ordinary weapon refining techniques cannot completely exclude the impurities in the materials, resulting in some impurities remaining in the weapons, making it very difficult to advance in the future.
However, the Soul Engraving Technique does not have this problem. It can clean out any impurities and leave the purest energy behind, allowing the weapon to reach the highest quality level.
Above ordinary soldiers are spiritual weapons, which are similar to what we call spiritual weapons today. However, we can see from the name that soldiers are the kings of commanding troops, and weapons are dead. The two cannot be compared, and not every weapon can be used. Called soldiers.
This is the difference between spiritual weapons and spiritual weapons. One has spirituality, while the other has lost its spirituality.
After sorting everything out, Ye Feng should plan for the future. There is no shortage of resources now, and he already has the weapon refining techniques, and it is also the Soul Engraving Technique left over from ancient times. His body and martial arts skills are enough for him to practice now, plus he has a lot of pills. Medicine, as well as soul-melting pills, yuan-pei pills, and weapon refining materials have been gathered. Ye Feng's first goal is to go to Xuanyang Tower to practice, and rush to the Demon Flame Mountains in ten days.
After packing up, Ye Feng picked a few clothes and left the cave. Time was tight and Ye Feng could not tolerate any delay. This time he went to the Demon Flame Mountains, which was full of dangers. Ye Feng had to maximize his strength in the last period of time.
Xuanyang Tower was built at the northernmost edge of Tianling Academy, about half an hour away from Ye Feng's cave. From a distance, a huge golden tower appeared in front of Ye Feng.
The body of the tower is coated with a layer of golden substance, and there are various talismans running on it. Golden light shines from it. The Xuanyang Tower is the only one built here within a hundred miles, and many disciples go in and out of it.
The Xuanyang Tower is divided into eight corners, and a mythical beast stands on each corner, as if guarding the tower. The tower body is made of pure gold, and Ye Feng cannot see clearly at the top of the tower, and does not know where it extends.
There are four entrances in total, corresponding to the four directions of southeast, northwest and northwest. Ye Feng came from the south, and the entrance happened to be the south gate.
When Ye Feng walked to the bottom of the tower, he realized that the Xuanyang Tower was extremely huge, giving him a strong visual impact. In Ye Feng's eyes, the Xuanyang Tower was at best similar to the ordinary high tower he thought, but after experiencing it with his own eyes, he realized Knowing that the Xuanyang Tower is so majestic, it cannot be made by human beings. It is a miracle. Only the gods have such ability.
From the outside, Xuanyang Tower looks like an independent existence without any polishing. It seems as if it fell from the sky and landed right here. This is a miraculous workmanship that surpasses Ye Feng's knowledge.
Without much time to sigh, Ye Feng walked straight into the south entrance.
"Please show me your token!"
There were dedicated people guarding the four entrances. When Ye Feng arrived at the entrance, an old man in his fifties asked Ye Feng to show his disciple token.
Taking out the inner disciple token, the old man confirmed it and returned it to Ye Feng.
"Inner disciples can only go up to the fourth floor. I hope you will choose the number of floors according to your own contribution points and don't aim too high." The old man would say this to almost every disciple who came.
"Disciple knows, thank you, Master, for telling me!" Ye Feng still expressed his gratitude.
After saying that, Ye Feng entered the Xuanyang Tower and was immediately shocked. A magnificent hall appeared, extending in all directions to the top.
The first floor took twice as long. Seeing the thousands of small portals surrounding the first floor, Ye Feng gave up and walked towards the second floor.
Relatively speaking, there were a lot fewer rooms on the second floor, but there were about a thousand, which was four times the number of rooms outside. Ye Feng was still not interested and walked towards the third floor.
The third level is six times longer. One day outside and six days inside Xuanyang, but Ye Feng still cannot stop walking towards the fourth level.
Entering the fourth floor, there are many fewer rooms above. There are only 300 to 400 rooms. Each room has a number. If the number lights up, it proves that someone is practicing. If it goes out, it proves that the room is idle. Many rooms It showed that someone was practicing. If there was no free room, Ye Feng could only wait, or go up to the third floor to have a look.
Each floor has a dedicated person responsible for registration, and the fourth floor is no exception. Ye Feng walked over.
"I need to practice for ten days on the fourth level, how many contribution points do I need!"
The person responsible for guarding the fourth floor was a middle-aged man in his forties. He had been meditating with his eyes closed. When he saw someone arriving, he opened his eyes and glanced at Ye Feng casually.
"There are currently no free rooms on the fourth floor. Go check out the third floor!"
The middle-aged man continued to close his eyes after speaking and ignored Ye Feng.
"That's unreasonable. It's too tyrannical. The fourth level is now occupied by those disciples, and we newcomers can't even get a chance."
A group of people, about three or four, walked past Ye Feng. They were mumbling and seemed very angry.
"Don't be angry. Even if there are free rooms, it's not our turn to practice. There are obviously several vacant training places, but they are occupied by those powerful disciples. As long as they want to practice, they don't have to queue at all." Again. One person complained.
Ye Feng frowned slightly, and he could tell from their tone that there should be some unused rooms on the fourth floor, but they were occupied by others, so most people didn't dare to go in and practice.
"Brothers, please move slowly!" Ye Feng stopped a few people.
When they saw that Ye Feng was an inner disciple, they looked puzzled.
"Is something wrong?" Several people were still very friendly.
"You just said there are vacant rooms here. Is this true?" Ye Feng asked.
"Yes, there are vacant rooms, but let me tell you, little junior brother, you should not expect too much. Many rooms here are occupied by some powerful inner disciples. Even if they are not practicing, no one is allowed to enter this practice room. ." An inner disciple said helplessly.
"Isn't this reasonable? Doesn't the academy not interfere? The training room is for cultivating disciples, but it can be forcibly occupied and taken as one's own. Doesn't it mean that the academy doesn't interfere?" Ye Feng was a little angry.
"Junior brother, you are new here. This is a rule. The academy will not interfere. It serves the purpose of competition. If you have strength, even if you occupy ten training rooms, no one will dare to touch you, and neither will the academy. Will interfere." This disciple was also a little helpless.
"Thank you for your advice!" Ye Feng hugged a fist and returned to the registration office.
"I want a training room, please arrange it!"
Ye Feng's tone was a bit unfriendly. If this inner disciple hadn't passed by just now, Ye Feng would have almost left the fourth floor. When he heard that there were still unused rooms, he immediately came over.
"Didn't I tell you, there are no vacant training rooms on the fourth floor." The middle-aged man opened his eyes, and a strange energy pierced Ye Feng's soul. It was actually a soul power attack.
"you!"
Ye Feng was about to shout when he found that his soul was in pain, and the strange energy stabbed by the other party hurt the soul sea.
"If you disturb the order here, I will deal with it according to the rules of the academy!"
The middle-aged man actually said that Ye Feng disrupted the rules of the college, which made Ye Feng even more furious.
"According to the rules of the academy, if there is an unused training room, the first comer should practice. You actually practiced favoritism. There is obviously an unused room here. Not only did you not free up the unused training room, but you also took action against a disciple. It is really good. Means, good style." Ye Feng's tone dropped to freezing point.
Looking towards the distance, Ye Feng saw that three training rooms were empty and no one was practicing.
"I am the rule here. If you don't say it, it won't happen. If you don't get out, don't blame me for being rude." The middle-aged man was also furious.
What happened here immediately attracted the attention of many people. After all, people were coming all the time. Several inner disciples who were about to leave just now stopped again and saw Ye Feng fighting with the instructor responsible for guarding the fourth floor. They all had shocked looks on their faces.
"So what if you're welcome? I still don't believe it today, but I want to go in and practice!"
Ye Feng ignored the middle-aged man and walked straight towards the free training room. There were waves of exclamation from all around.
"court death!"
The middle-aged man shouted loudly and grabbed Ye Feng with one hand. He was actually at the peak of the Earth Martial Realm. Because he was too old, the academy had to arrange new jobs for these older disciples.
"You are the one seeking death!"
Ye Feng was furious, Qiu Sha appeared, and struck the middle-aged man with an ax, very domineeringly.
Seeing the fight between the two sides, many disciples began to watch. It was rare to encounter a good show, and it was an inner disciple challenging the majesty of the instructor guarding Xuanyang Tower.
"boom!"
The middle-aged man's huge palm was knocked back by Ye Feng's axe. There was a bang and ripples, but Xuanyang Tower didn't even feel the vibration due to such a big shock. The surrounding walls seemed to have an adsorption force. , all kinds of force rebounded onto the wall of Xuanyang Tower and disappeared without a trace.
Moreover, the Xuanyang Tower is so huge that it can accommodate even a dozen people fighting together. More than a hundred people have gathered around to watch this fight.
"Huh!"
Someone nearby made a confused sound.
"Isn't this the boy who broke into Tianxing Academy alone? The academy punished him and asked him to go to the Demon Flame Mountains. Why did he appear here?" Someone recognized Ye Feng. (To be continued)