Chapter 1560 Luowang Qing Zhenyi

"In addition, all the spiritual stones obtained from the exchange need to be used to purchase soul-retaining materials so that more goods can be prepared. Situ Reading.\nＣＯＭ"

More than 100 million spiritual stones, that is 100 pieces of materials, plus the 90 pieces left over last time, Ye Feng conservatively estimated that he could successfully engrave more than 30 soul-retaining inscriptions that can carry the body.

25 million per piece.

30 pieces.

That's 700 to 800 million...

"After the matter is done, these spiritual stones will be divided among our Sweeping Sect. Everyone will have a share, not one less."

The faint voice echoed in the hall, and the faces of the people who heard it showed excitement.

Before Ye Feng came, the Sweeping Sect would be very lucky if they were not bullied like dogs, so how could such a good thing as a spiritual stone be divided?

"Brother Ye, don't worry, we all listen to you. I won't reveal any information even if you kill me."

"Yes, from now on, you are our boss, the master of the sweeping sect, haha..."

Wang Yuwei and Ren Guofei waved their fists excitedly, while Tang Ge looked at Ye Feng with admiration, with a slightly red face and a blurred look.

"Then let's do it. I'll go to the inscription now, and you guys hurry up to collect materials. Make sure to make a fortune before the inscription master conference is held."

"Now split up and start the action!"

Waving his hand, looking at the enthusiastic people, Ye Feng also returned to the room on the second floor with a trace of longing. After a little repair, he fell into the world of inscription again...

...

As night fell, the entire Diyuan Sect fell into silence, and the candlelight gradually went out.

Inside a luxurious attic in the inner gate, the lights were still unusually bright, but the atmosphere in the entire attic was a little gloomy.

In the middle of the huge hall, a young man with a good temperament sat on the armchair, with a cold face and a cold murderous aura.

This man was wearing a black inscription master robe, and on his chest... there was an inscription master badge, with four golden lines on it that were extremely dazzling.

Beside him, there were more than a dozen inner disciples of the Diyuan Sect standing awkwardly, most of whom were third-grade inscription masters.

"Who is it? How dare he sell soul-enriching inscriptions under our Luowang noses, and the price is only 21 million?!"

The young man suddenly raised his head with a bad look, and a cold light burst out of his eyes, sweeping towards the people in front of him.

"Brother Qing, those things were not sold directly to the inner disciples. It seems that they were passed from the outer courtyard to the inner disciples after several changes of hands. The source is too complicated, so it is difficult to find out clearly..."

A disciple beside him replied dejectedly.

Hearing this, the young man's face became even more stern, and he reached out and picked up an inscription in front of him.

If Ye Feng were here, he would recognize at a glance that this flashing "Soul-Enshrining" inscription was made by him.

"It is of high quality. It can increase the spiritual strength by two levels after carrying the body. The inscription master who engraved this inscription is more than 99% of the third-grade inscription masters."

"I have asked the Yuan League about this matter. It was not done by the Yuan League, and they are also very angry. After all, if it is allowed to circulate, the income of our two major organizations... will inevitably be greatly reduced."

Crack!

With a fist in the air, the Soul-Enshrining Inscription worth more than 20 million exploded, but there was no trace of pain in the eyes of the young man.

He slowly stood up, and a trace of hostility appeared in his frosty face.

"Investigate!"

"Investigate thoroughly, even if you have to dig three feet deep in the inner courtyard, you must find that person. It's not that easy to snatch food from my mouth, Qing Zhenyi!"

"Brother Qing, since this inscription comes from the outer courtyard, could that inscription master be... from the outer courtyard?"

An inscription master next to him asked cautiously with a trembling voice.

"Outer courtyard disciple?"

Qing Zhenyi frowned suddenly, and then a trace of sarcasm flashed across his face. He shouted bluntly: "Are you crazy? Outer courtyard... How can there be such a level of inscription master?"

Under his ridicule, the third-grade inscription master blushed immediately, and took a step back and dared not say more.

Yes, it's not easy for those rubbish in the outer courtyard to produce a real inscription master, so how could there be an inscription master?

What he said was indeed a bit abrupt.

"Get out of here, everyone. From tonight on, open your eyes wide and keep your eyes on any corner. Make sure to find that guy!"

Figures hurried out one after another...

...

"Fuck, it's finally done!"

A few days later, a relieved voice came from outside the service building. Zhong Ziqi and dozens of outer disciples stomped the brooms in their hands.

"I've been bullied for a month. Senior Brother Zhong, when will Senior Brother Bu from the inner sect come out? We must not let that guy go easily."

"I'm also an outer sect member of the Diyuan Sect. I've been sweeping the floor every day for a month and I've lost face."

A group of disciples cursed and spitted fiercely at the tall attic not far away.

After being taught a lesson by Ye Feng last time, Zhong Ziqi became much more gloomy. Although he was still gritting his teeth in hatred, there was not much expression on his face. He just punched the tree trunk by the roadside.

After sweeping the floor for a month, today is the last day, and it is finally over.

In the past month, they replaced the chores disciples to clean the outer courtyard, and were ridiculed by other disciples almost every day. Zhong Ziqi couldn't help but want to give up several times, but was afraid that Ye Feng would come to his door, so in the end, reason prevailed and he endured it.

"Huh? Someone is coming."

"Strange... It's actually two inner door inscription masters?"

Zhong Ziqi, who was about to leave, changed his face slightly, gestured to the people behind him, and quickly retreated to both sides of the road.

Two figures came towards them, with an arrogant attitude, without even looking at the group of outer disciples sweeping the floor, but their eyes fell on the chores building dozens of feet away on the opposite side.

"It's really unlucky. You and I are two third-grade inscription masters with such high status, but we are actually sent to patrol such a low-level place?"

One of them complained.

"There is no way. Senior Brother Qing Zhenyi is furious. He will definitely not give up if he can't find the inscription master this time. But I don't understand it. I have turned the inner gate upside down in the past few days, but I haven't found any useful clues. Senior Brother Qing has expanded the scope of investigation to the entire outer courtyard, so why didn't he even let go of the chores building?"

"Is it possible that there is an inscription master among the chores disciples? Haha, what a joke!"

Another person sneered dissatisfiedly.

"You know what, someone has actually seen the figure of the errand disciple in the Inscription Hall. That's why Senior Brother Qing asked us to come here to investigate."

"Well, to be honest, you have also seen the soul-enshrined inscription engraved by the other party. Even with Senior Brother Qing's level of a fourth-grade inscription master, it may not be more perfect than that person's engraving. If it really circulates, it will be a huge blow to our Luowang, and everyone's purse... will be greatly reduced."

"That's right. Looking at the situation this time, whoever finds the source of the circulation of the soul-enshrined inscription first, whether it is our Luowang or the Yuanmeng, will definitely be rewarded heavily..."

The voice gradually faded, and two figures crossed the square and disappeared in front.

The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was intentional. Zhong Ziqi and others who stood aside bowed and listened to the words of the two Luowang inscription masters.