On the Flying Bird Ferry, Zhao Shenbi stood outside the floating giant island like a giant mountain, and was stopped at the entrance covered by the formation.

He frowned, and said coldly to the Kaifu Realm monk who was in charge of selling tickets: "Why, just because this person is an inscription master, he doesn't understand the rules of first come, first come?"

The little monk who was in charge of the guard did not have any sincere fear, but replied with a flat face: "Senior, this rule is set by the Heavenly Gate, all the inscription masters come to take the ferry, they will be given preferential treatment, the junior is just hired here, and acts according to orders, and please don't embarrass the junior." ”

Between the words, the little friar in black also smiled flatteringly at the crooked-looking inscription master, which made him even more triumphant and greatly inflated.

It's no wonder that this monk on duty is so inflammatory, after all, in his opinion, both of them exude the aura of traveling to the realm, Zhao Shenbi looks just an ordinary dress of a mountain and a wild cultivator, and the other senior, although he is indeed a little embarrassed, but after all, he is an extremely noble inscription master, even if he is just a low-grade inscription master, but he can't be provoked at will.

Between the two, it is clear which is more important and which is more important.

The middle-aged monk with yellow muscles, short stature, and a white inscription master's robe was still smiling at Zhao Shenbi at this moment, and he had a provocative look of disagreeing that you came to beat me.

Zhao Shenbi took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the identity of the angry master in his heart, the two had already colluded in private, and deliberately sold high-priced ferry tickets like this, which was really hateful.

Zhao Shenbi asked in a deep voice: "What kind of rules is this in Tianmen, is it possible that as long as you are an inscription master, you can be arrogant and superior to others?"

The black-clothed deacon monk had obviously decided that the senior in front of him would inevitably suffer this big loss helplessly and spend a huge amount of money to buy a ferry ticket, so he smiled fearlessly: "This ferry is set up by the Gate of Heaven, and the rules are also set by it, if the senior is also an inscriptionist, then the junior naturally has nothing to say." ”

Zhao Shenbi sneered, and on the cold face of the young man who was cast by the spell, the narrow eyes burst out with a sharp gaze like a knife, which made people feel cold all over their bodies.

With a surge of inspiration in his hand, he gently brushed the storage bag, and in the horror of the two of them, he took the gilded edged, pitch-black, wind-like inscription master robe in his hand.

The brilliance flashed again, and the black big cloud shrouded his body, making his whole body blurred, and it seemed that there was a faint pattern of heaven and earth, exuding a solemn and strange atmosphere, and it set off a gust of wind, and the whole person's temperament changed suddenly, which made people daunting.

And an ancient and obscure symbol on the chest shines brightly.

Inscription master in the human rank!

Zhao Shenbi's narrow eyes swept away, and his voice was extremely cold, "What a coincidence, I am also an inscription master." ”

The middle-aged monk surnamed Chen's legs were weak, and his heart was even more like a thunderbolt exploding, and he looked at the tall black figure in disbelief, with a look of disbelief.

often walks by the river, how can he not get his shoes wet, but what he never expected was that this time he actually kicked on the iron plate, and the other party was not only an inscriptionist, but also a mid-grade inscription master!

As for the monk on duty who was selling tickets, he was immediately frightened, and under Zhao Shenbi's cold and sharp gaze, he couldn't wait to kneel down directly on the spot.

At that moment, he apologized again and again, and at the same time slapped himself hard with his hands, and both cheeks turned red.

Although the two are both inscriptionists, they are only one quality, but in fact they are very different.

After all, although the inscription master is also rare, there are still a lot of enshrinements in the major sects, and some talented mountain and wild cultivators, with their own opportunities and efforts, can also pass the entrance assessment of the inscription master's hall.

And if you want to advance to a human-level mid-grade inscription master, you can't just achieve it with hard work alone, but you must have incomparably outstanding talent and qualifications, strong soul power, and a lot of resource consumption, so that you can pile it up.

The value and benefits that can be produced by the middle-grade inscription master in the human rank are far from being comparable to the lower grades, especially the consumable items such as the second-grade rune seals and array flags, which are valuable and in short supply, and even to a certain extent, the former can be used as ten for the latter.

The little monk on duty was full of bitterness, and his intestines were about to turn blue with regret, but he didn't dare to have any dissatisfaction with Zhao Shenbi, but he was resentful of the middle-aged monk surnamed Chen who forced him to sell high-priced tickets.

If you let Tianmen know that you have offended a middle-grade inscription master, and you have done such a thing, you will inevitably be unable to escape a heavy punishment, at least you will collapse the Qi Mansion and become a mortal, or at worst you will be directly killed on the spot, so as to do your best.

The middle-aged monk who was still a villain and had an arrogant face, now a sallow old face was extremely red, leaned down, lowered his eyebrows, and said with a frightened smile: "It's clumsy, I didn't know that you were a middle-grade tattoo master, and I really didn't know what to do, so I gave this ticket to Daoyou, and I hope that Daoyou don't want to see me in general." ”

After Zhao Shenbi snorted coldly, he looked at this person with a smile, and said sarcastically: "Hehe, didn't Chen Daoyou just say that he is also in a hurry to leave this place?"

The monk surnamed Chen immediately bent his waist lower, almost at the level of the ground, and said with a sad face: "This matter is indeed Chen Mou's evil thoughts first, and he wants to deceive Daoyou Lingshi, but I implore Daoyou Nian for the sake of being an inscription master, let it go." ”

"Hmph, inscription master, you are worthy of being a traitor like this, if I am just an ordinary wandering realm monk today, wouldn't I want to delay my trip and miss a major event because of your vicious heart?" Zhao Shenbi's eyes flashed with cold light, and his voice was like thunder.

The monk surnamed Chen was shocked, and immediately took out a hundred lower-grade spirit stones with understanding, although it was difficult to hide the pain on his face, but after all, he was still a little lucky, and it was not the worst result.

If the person in front of him stabs this thing that damages the character of the inscription master to the inscription master's hall, I am afraid that his identity as a subordinate tattoo master will not be guaranteed.

Zhao Shenbi sneered, "I can't look down on you yet, it's not impossible for me to let you go, you just need not to dodge or dodge, just take my punch." ”

When the monk surnamed Chen heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned for a while, his face showed a hint of joy, and he said in surprise: "Just ...... It's as simple as that?"

Although he didn't know what the hell Zhao Shenbi was doing, he didn't take this vain benefit, he actually believed that his cultivation was higher, and he wanted to punish himself, but he was naturally happy to see it.

Especially when he got a low-grade defensive spirit weapon, it can be said to be indestructible and invincible when fighting with people, which makes him quite confident, even if Zhao Shenbi is in the middle of the realm, but does not use spirit weapon spells, but wants to punch directly, let alone one punch, even if it is ten punches, he is sure to take it steadily.

As soon as his hands clapped, a small dark yellow shield flew out of the storage bag on his waist, growing in the wind, turning into a giant shield the size of a zhang and like sand.

The monk surnamed Chen said confidently, "Let's also ask fellow Daoists to make a move!"

Zhao Shenbi smiled slightly, looking at the middle-aged monk who thought he had taken advantage of a fool, and was even full of sympathy.

Under Zhao Shenbi's gaze, the monk surnamed Chen couldn't help but feel an inexplicable sense of crisis in his heart, and hurriedly increased the mana urging, making the sand shield thicker.

Zhao Shenbi moved his body slightly, making a crackling sound, and did not urge the Xingchen Dao Body, but directly clenched it into a fist, and with the power of the terrifying body at the peak of the Bone Condensing Realm now, he directly handed it out.

Directly in front of him, the air rolled upside down, forming a huge whirlpool, as if it had collapsed, and slammed towards the giant shield of sand.

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