After figuring out the elements of the cultivation of "Divine Walking", Ye Feng was ready to engrave the inscription, and he wanted to cultivate to the first level of "Divine Walking" in one fell swoop. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Speed, and it is also the speed that surpasses the low-level Naling Realm martial artists, this kind of thing, no matter who it rests on, is exciting, and Ye Feng is certainly no exception.

At the same time, Ye Feng was also curious, what did the carved inscription look like, was it really that magical?

For various reasons, Ye Feng is now eager to become a master of inscriptions, hand-painted pen dance, one by one inscriptions were born under him, and he was about to do it, and the excited Ye Feng was like being beaten with chicken blood.

Ye Feng thought, the inscription on "Shen Xingbu" should be that set of footwork, if you want to portray it, you have to know what it looks like, so you can copy it.

Finding a pen and paper, Ye Feng had already memorized the footwork in his chest, and he recalled it, drawing the action route of the footwork on the paper little by little.

After a while, a piece of paper was full of dots, densely packed, which were all the footwork footholds.

"That's not enough, I'm going to connect the dots one by one and draw them into a pattern, and it seems that I'm going back to the two points and one line of elementary school learning. ”。

Ye Feng began to recall the walking route of the footwork again, and at the same time connected it, the pen wandered on the paper, and after a while, a dotted pattern was spent.

"All the best!".

Ye Feng's eyes lit up, and he held the patterned paper he had drawn in mid-air, facing the light, worshiping his masterpieces.

"It's so beautiful!", Ye Feng was self-satisfied.

He remembers that when he was in elementary school, he was the genius of painting in his class, and for this reason, he attracted the attention of many girls, and they looked for him to paint their portraits all day long.

Of course, Ye Feng will not forget to charge manual fees, and he also said in a beautiful name: this is a recognition of art.

"Hey, it's so complicated, why do you feel a little disobedient, and there is a repetitive route? Could it be that my craftsmanship is unfamiliar?", after watching it for a long time, Ye Feng also found some problems.

He was a little puzzled, but immediately realized again:

"Yes, footwork is a complete set of movements, with a beginning and an end, but every time I finish walking, I have to continue to repeat, so the patterns I draw naturally have places to repeat, yes, that's why."

Ye Feng would not admit that his painting skills had regressed, and it was not, thinking of the reason, Ye Feng found another piece of paper, deleted the repetitive lines, and drew another one.

"According to the "Inscription Foundation", each inscription is a complete set of functional modules and the only unit, and sure enough, the catalogue painted this time is much more harmonious."

"Try it with mental power according to the portrayal."

Ye Feng was excited, and immediately in his hand, the first inscription was about to be freshly baked, and he remembered that there was not a single inscription master in the entire Nanshui City.

Moreover, according to the introduction on the "Fundamentals of Inscriptions", if you want to become an inscription master, the requirements are extremely high, and the strength of divine thoughts, that is, the strength of spiritual power, must be at least six times that of your peers, which is twice as high as the requirements of Lingzhen masters.

According to the official statistics of the Martial Dao Continent, there may not be a single person who meets the requirements among a million people, but fortunately, Ye Feng met the requirements, and it exceeded twice the strength of this standard.

"Hehe, we didn't expect that I was also a genius in this regard", Ye Feng was proud.

It is rare to have one in a million people, and there are only a few tens of thousands of people in the entire Nanshui City, and he is the lucky one among these million people, with a chance of one in a million.

The semi-white spiritual power, that is, the divine thought was transferred from the divine sea, and Ye Feng carefully guided the spiritual power and carved it into a pattern.

The spiritual power is very magical, it looks like it is formless and insubstantial, and it can't be touched, unlike the spiritual power that is very tactile, but it is there and never goes away.

Everyone has spiritual power, and spiritual power also has a level, according to the color, this color can only be seen by the warrior himself, that is to say, any warrior is unable to see the spiritual power of others except himself.

Of course, on the Martial Arts Continent, there are also some instruments that can sense the strength of a martial artist's spiritual power, such as the bronze mirror on the door of the Lingzhen Pavilion.

A martial artist with a high level of cultivation can also perceive the strength of other people's spiritual strength through his own spiritual power under certain circumstances.

In mid-air, Ye Feng condensed the spiritual power into the shape of a pen, and at the tip of the pen, the spiritual power flowed out slowly like ink, and the faint speed inscription under the pen slowly took shape.

This method of portrayal was learned by Ye Feng from "The Basis of Inscriptions".

The knowledge stored on the jade slip of "Inscription Basics" is rich, except for the specific inscriptions, other aspects of inscriptions are introduced.

But even so, Ye Feng had to admit that this piece of jade slip of "Inscription Foundation" was invaluable, and Qiao Yilin could easily give it to him, how much trust he had in him.

Ye Feng rose in his heart to be grateful to Qiao Yilin, this kind of gratitude was only in Uncle Zhang Ling, Aunt Li Qiu and Uncle Li Zhonghou in the orphanage, the fat man was his brother in life and death, the two of them didn't talk about this, and now there was finally one more person.

Airplanes.....!

Finally, the inscription catalogue of the spiritual power depiction was connected first, and at this moment, the inscription carved by Ye Feng emitted a faint white light from the starting position, flowing towards the flowing water, according to the texture of the spiritual power depiction.

Looking at this posture, when the first place of the white light is connected, it also marks the successful burning of this inscription, which is recorded in the "Inscription Foundation".

Ye Feng was excited, was he going to succeed? He had waited for this moment for too long, but immediately his heart was cold.

Touch!

Before the white light had passed through a tenth of the pattern, it was annihilated with a bang, and at the same time, the spiritual power depicted by Ye Feng also disappeared.

"Is this gone?".

Although Ye Feng had learned in "Inscription Basics" that if the inscription depiction fails, his spiritual power will be annihilated, but he still feels a little incredible when it really becomes a reality in front of his eyes.

"It disappeared out of thin air, what kind of power is this?".

Ye Feng wanted to know, but he was confused, he understood that he had just come into contact with the world of inscriptions, and the road was still long, and it was normal for many people not to know.

Feeling the stock of spiritual power in his Divine Sea, Ye Feng did not immediately depict the second inscription catalog.

Judging from the spiritual power he consumed just now, when he was at his peak, the spiritual power in the Divine Sea would be able to support ten times of consumption, and then he would have to recover through cultivation again.

"There are still nine chances, I have to save a little, according to the strength of my current mental recovery, it will also take half a day."

Ye Feng carefully checked the pattern in his hand again, and the white light was broken at a tenth of the point, which means that there was a problem in that position.

Since there is a problem, just solve it, but I am afraid that if I can't find the problem, then he can only stare dryly.

Ye Feng's gaze swept over the tenths of the pattern, where there was a breakpoint, and at the same time, Ye Feng recalled the movement of his footwork in his mind.

Since there is a problem here, that is, it is not a broken line that walks in footwork here, what is it, a curved line?

Thinking of this, Ye Feng compared the path of footwork walking in his mind, he had already memorized footwork, and now in his mind, it was like playing a movie, the figure was moving, and every second and every frame could be controlled and paused by him.

"That's right, it's a smooth curve, not a vertex."

Ye Feng found out the problem, and at the same time he was not at ease, he 'played' the strange footwork that came with "Divine Walk" in his mind again, and the follow-up pattern did not find a problem.

"This time, we must portray success!".

Ye Feng cheered himself up, and his mental power was portrayed again, this time compared to the last time, he portrayed more cautiously, and the time was longer, all to avoid mistakes from happening again.

Buzz!

The familiar white light flowed from the starting position, little by little towards one-tenth of the disposal, and Ye Feng looked nervous.

"It has to go well. ”。

Finally, the white light flowed like water, wading through the smooth curve of one-tenth of the place, without stopping, Ye Feng relaxed, proving that he was right.

Touch!

After the white light flowed through the turning point, it had not flowed a short distance of the pattern, and it was annihilated with the entire mental power pattern, as if it had never appeared.

At the moment when his spiritual power was annihilated, Ye Feng felt a little dizzy in his mind, which was the reason for the consumption of his spirit, and it was already one-fifth before and after.

Looking at one-fifth is not much, in fact, the spiritual power in the minds of ordinary martial artists is consumed to less than forty percent, and their minds will be drowsy, and they need sleep to replenish them.

If you consume less than 20%, you will fall into a coma if you don't have a strong will.

"It seems that there is really a mysterious power, which does not allow inferior inscriptions to appear, and it is also a punishment for those who burn them", Ye Feng thought faintly.

But he was not reconciled, he continued to play movies in his mind, comparing everywhere, not letting go of any dead ends, he still didn't believe that he couldn't even depict a pattern, he was a genius with eight times the strength of his mental strength.

This is Ye Feng's mentality of doing things, either don't do it, or do it well, it can also be said to be stubborn and stubborn.

Time passed quickly, and another spiritual pattern was depicted in front of me, and the white light suddenly moved from the starting point.

Little by little, little by little, this white light slowly streamed most of the pattern path, and continued to flow.

"There's a door!".

Ye Feng's bloodshot eyes stared at the white light and walked through most of the pattern path, and he was pleasantly surprised, this was his eighth portrayal, and he couldn't fail again.

The mental power is about to bottom, and if it doesn't succeed again, all the hard work will be in vain.

Finally, the white light flowed to the end, approaching the end, getting closer and closer, Ye Feng's spirit was also nervous, and he muttered in his mouth.

"Connect, connect!"

Airplanes!

A crisp voice sounded, Ye Feng became even more excited, and the pattern in front of him was finally completely lit up by white light, it was a beautiful and mysterious pattern, which meant success.

"Did you finally succeed?".

Ye Feng's mind was drowsy, if it weren't for a strong will to insist, he would have been unconscious, but at this moment, he was full of excitement.

Touch!

But before Ye Feng could be happy for three seconds, the inscription was annihilated again.

"What's going on?".

Ye Feng's bloodshot eyes bulged out angrily: "It's obviously lit up, according to the explanation in "Inscription Foundation", this should be a success, why did I have an accident here?"

What the hell is going on? Ye Feng read the jade slip of "Inscription Foundation" again, but did not find the problem.

"Could it be that I really can't cultivate 'Shen Xingbu'? But how did the predecessors of the Thunder King succeed in cultivating?"

"By the way, the old spirit may know!" Ye Feng was about to ask the old spirit.

(To be continued)