Ling Feng and Liu Hanyan found two adjacent empty seats and sat down to wait.

"Little brother, are you in the wrong place?"

A middle-aged man sitting next to Ling Feng asked Ling Feng.

"That's right, I'm here to take the examination of a seventh-grade pattern interpreter!"

Ling Feng spoke to the middle-aged man sitting next to him.

This middle-aged man is not a tattoo artist, but an inscription artist.

Because there are relatively few people taking the seventh-grade tattoo master assessment, Dan Pavilion did not separate these people.

They asked the pattern builders, inscription artists, and pattern interpreters to gather together and wait in line.

Among the more than thirty tattoo masters in this hall, there are only five people who are undergoing the tattoo master examination.

"Assessing seventh-grade pattern interpreters?"

The tattoo masters present here immediately became agitated after hearing Ling Feng's words.

They all could see that Ling Feng was only a fifth-level pattern solver.

A fifth-level tattoo artist now wants to skip the assessment of a sixth-level tattoo artist and directly take the assessment of a seventh-level tattoo artist. This is really awesome.

Although they all expressed doubts about Ling Feng's strength, no one spoke sarcastically.

Because they all know that since Ling Feng can come in here, he must have some skills.

They also know that if a fifth-grade tattoo master wants to surpass a sixth-grade tattoo master and sign up for the seventh-grade tattoo master examination, he needs to undergo a test.

Those who cannot pass that test are not eligible to register.

Ling Feng chatted with the middle-aged man sitting next to him for a few words, and found out that the middle-aged man's name was Chen Zuyi, and his Taoist name was Dong San.

This person has a Taoist level of cultivation.

This Dongsan Daojun is very powerful, and he is also a powerful inscription master.

After chatting with Dongsandaojun for a while, Lingfeng learned from Dongsandaojun that most of the people here are strong at the level of Daojun, and only a few are half-stepping masters.

These people are all incredibly strong people.

Although most of their cultivation levels have reached the level of Dao Lord, who is a seventh-level powerhouse, their professional titles are all sixth-level.

However, in the tattoo artist profession, most people's professional titles are one level lower than their own cultivation level.

Anyone whose professional title is at the same level as his own cultivation level is an incredible genius.

People whose professional titles are higher than their own cultivation level are considered geniuses among geniuses.

Although Ling Feng's current professional title is equal to his cultivation level, his attainments in pattern art are two levels higher than his current cultivation level.

Moreover, Ling Feng has reached the level of a seventh-grade tattoo master in terms of the art of building patterns, inscribing patterns, and interpreting patterns.

It's just that he has not passed the Dan Pavilion's assessment yet and has not been recognized as a seventh-grade tattoo master.

Without the qualifications recognized by the Tattoo Master Pavilion, Ling Feng did not dare to appear as a seventh-grade tattoo master outside, nor could he enjoy the due treatment of a seventh-grade tattoo master.

Although Lingfeng's pattern building and pattern inscription techniques have reached the seventh-level level, he only wants to test the seventh-level pattern interpreter this time.

Liu Hanyan sat quietly next to Ling Feng, listening to Ling Feng chatting with the three Taoist Lords of Dongdong.

In the eyes of these tattoo artists, Liu Hanyan is Ling Feng's female companion.

Suddenly, the door in front of the hall suddenly opened, and a middle-aged man walked out of the door.

Everyone looked up one after another.

"It's Taoist fellow Jiuhe who has come out!"

"Fellow Daoist Jiuhe, have you succeeded?"

Dong Sandaojun, who was sitting next to Ling Feng, immediately asked.

This Daojun Jiuhe is also a pattern interpreter. His cultivation has reached the ninth level of Daojun, and his talent is very good.

In the world of tattoo masters, Lord Jiuhe Daojun is also quite famous.

At this moment, Daojun Jiuhe's face looked a little pale, maybe because he consumed too much during the tattoo master's assessment process.

"Passed!"

Jiuhe Daojun opened his mouth and grinned at everyone, then raised his hand towards everyone. On the palm of his hand, there was a purple jade pendant.

This purple jade pendant is a token that he has passed the examination of a seventh-level tattoo master. When he takes this token to the registration office, he can receive the seventh-level tattoo master's robe and exclusive identity plate.

Suddenly, his face immediately turned red, and he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Poof..." The blood turned into a ball of blood mist and dispersed in the air.

Then the Jiuhe Daojun threw himself directly to the ground, his body twitching violently on the ground.

"Fellow Taoist Jiuhe!"

The tattoo artists were frightened after seeing this scene.

Someone immediately rushed forward and was about to help Mr. Jiuhe Daojun up.

"Everyone stop it!"

After Ling Feng saw this situation, he immediately yelled.

Those who were about to reach out to help Lord Jiuhe up, immediately stopped and looked up at Ling Feng after hearing Ling Feng's roar.

At this moment, Ling Feng also stood up from the chair and walked towards Lord Jiuhe.

Now he can be regarded as inheriting the mantle of the Medical King.

As a doctor, he would not leave the patient alone in this situation.

After all, he has no enmity or enmity with Lord Jiuhe, and we are all tattoo masters.

Lingfeng walked to Daojun Jiuhe, looked at Daojun Jiuhe who was twitching on the ground, and said to everyone: "Don't touch him, everyone. He used some secret technique in the assessment, and now he has suffered this

The backlash of this secret technique! If you touch him, you will be swallowed by the devouring power in his body!"

"How do you know?"

Many people looked at Ling Feng with doubtful expressions on their faces.

"If you don't believe it, you can touch him!"

Ling Feng looked at these tattoo masters and said indifferently.

"Don't just touch it!"

Immediately there was a tattoo master who did not believe in evil and immediately reached out to grab Daojun Jiuhe's arm.

When he grabbed Daojun Jiuhe, he immediately felt a strong electric current coming from Daojun Jiuhe. Under the action of this electric current, his body also twitched, and he also felt the power in his body.

, constantly pouring into Lord Jiuhe's body.

The other people were stunned when they saw that the tattoo master had become like Lord Jiuhe.

Immediately, someone was ready to take action to grab the tattoo artist.

"Don't touch him!"

Ling Feng opened his mouth and shouted coldly at the others.

A soft white light appeared on his right hand, and under the white light, his hand was covered with blue runes.

He slapped the tattoo artist who didn't believe in evil with his palm and sent him flying.

The tattooist who did not believe in evil flew more than ten meters, fell to the ground and twitched for a while before recovering.

He stood up from the ground, a look of shock appeared on his face, and then immediately clasped his fists and saluted Ling Feng: "Thank you, fellow Taoist!"

"Do you believe what I say now?"

Ling Feng asked the tattoo artist.

"Believe it!"

There was a hint of embarrassment on the tattoo artist's face.

"Fellow Taoist Tianxie, what happened to fellow Taoist Jiuhe?"

At this moment, the Third Daojun of Nadong asked Ling Feng.
Chapter completed!