C86 (2/2)

Many inscription apprentices had difficulty remembering their hand techniques and basic theories, but because of various reasons, they were often unable to succeed in drawing the inscription.

Huo Jing'er's success rate of inscribing inscriptions could only be completed seven or eight times out of a hundred times, it was not even one tenth.

After copying and inscribing it dozens of times in the previous two days, and circulating the inscription technique, Ye Feng felt the teleportation of spirit energy from his sea of consciousness.

Of course, the theory was one thing, but the actual difficulty was thousands of times greater than the theory.

After placing the first set of materials neatly on the table, Ye Feng made a hand sign, and the formless mental force drew a blurry trajectory on it. Following the change in his mental state, the orbits increased bit by bit, layer by layer, and the inscriptions on the materials slowly became complicated and profound.

If an expert like Master Dong was around, he would definitely be shocked by Ye Feng's smooth and easy movement.

It had to be known that it had only been three days since he obtained the 'Elementary Inscription' book.

In just three days, most people would find it hard to even read the book.

However, Ye Feng was able to reach this step, and the comprehension ability he displayed in the inscriptions clearly exceeded Master Dong's expectations.

After less than an hour, a symbol that was smaller than a fingernail, yet contained complicated changes, was about to take shape.

However, before it could take shape, Ye Feng's finger trembled, and the mental force that he used was not balanced, with a ”Chi” sound, the seal flew up in a cloud of dust, and the Spirit Qi that was created instantly dissipated.

He had failed.

Ye Feng sighed inwardly.

Practice was indeed much more difficult than theory. More than a hundred Spiritual Stone just disappeared in an instant.

With her powerful mental strength, she still had to face failure. She could imagine how difficult it would be for an inscription apprentice like Huo Jing'er to succeed.

Failure was normal, but success was out of the ordinary.

At the same time, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion. If a failure was once a day, then it would mean that there would be hundreds of Spiritual Stone, and if he failed ten times a day, wouldn't it mean that he would receive tens of thousands of taels of pure gold … This Inscription Arts was really burning money.

With the bloody lesson in front, Ye Feng's movements became more meticulous the second time.

Lines after lines of patterns appeared on the material, but just as it was about to succeed, another slight spiritual fluctuation caused the material to become useless like before.

Ye Feng's heart was bleeding.

This was all money!

Although he felt that he might fail the first time, but if he failed the second time, it still made Ye Feng's heart heavy.

The material was only enough to be used five times.

In other words, if he was unable to succeed in the next three times, Ye Feng would have to follow the Master Dong and cultivate his inscription. Perhaps this wasn't a bad thing, but a continuous failure was a heavy blow to his mental state.

Keeping the materials, Ye Feng started to summarize his previous mistakes.

It was true that his mental strength was very strong, but his understanding towards the Inscription Arts remained at an extremely shallow level. In addition, there were also weaknesses such as instability in the use of spiritual force.

After summing up the reason for his failure, Ye Feng began to think hard about the countermeasures.

He did not have that much time left. The only thing he could do now was to minimize any mistakes, maintain the smooth coordination of the transmission of mental energy, and synchronize his thoughts.

Understanding this point, Ye Feng calmed his heart and started drawing again.