Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

(.) Qin Fengming was sincerely grateful to this old man. The situation he was in at that time was really dangerous. If those twenty or thirty Chengdan monks did not remember his life and death, as long as they sacrificed the spiritual weapon with all their strength, he would be able to do it in an instant. Kill him on the spot.

Qin Fengming has had clear grudges since he was a child. Although the old man surnamed Huo only sent a message. It was that sentence that finally allowed him to escape.

Holding the young master's token in hand, it turned out that there was no obstruction on the road.

Manghuang Mountain is different from other major sects. Except for the huge sect-protecting formation on the outside, there are even more prohibitions inside Manghuang Mountain. Without the leadership of Manghuang Mountain monks, it would be difficult to move even an inch. It is not an exaggeration. .

Although Qin Fengming does not know the specific safe route, he has the token of the Young Master of Manghuang Mountain in his hand. As long as he is trapped by the restriction, he can escape in an instant with the token in his hand.

Therefore, Qin Fengming did not delay at all along the way. He led the old man surnamed Huo straight back to his original cave.

This cave has remained unchanged since it was left. It seems that no other monks have entered it in the forty or fifty years since he left.

"My benefactor, please stay in this cave for a while. After Fengming goes to meet several masters, come and talk to your benefactor." He brought the old man surnamed Huo into the cave and held his fists in his hands. Qin Fengming was polite. He spoke very openly.

"Young Master and benefactor, Huo really deserved it. At the beginning, Huo was not very self-sustained and had insufficient abilities. He could not show up to fight against the enemy side by side with the Young Master. He could only send a message from a distance. Such a small amount. As for the affection, please let me treat you with such courtesy. Huo feels uneasy. If you don’t mind me, just call me brother Huo."

The old man surnamed Huo still had a hint of panic on his face, but his eyes calmed down.

"Although the benefactor only sent a message at that time, it saved Feng Ming from the danger of death. This kind of kindness, Feng Ming will never forget. Since the benefactor said so, then Feng Ming will never forget it. Call your benefactor Big Brother. As long as Fengming is alive, Manghuang Mountain will always be open to Brother Huo. This is Fengming's transmission note. As long as the eldest brother comes to Manghuang Mountain again, as long as Fengming is in the sect, he will definitely be there in person. Welcome big brother."

Qin Fengming's expression was extremely sincere. When he spoke, he had already taken out no less than ten Wanli Talismans and handed them to the old man surnamed Huo with both hands.

No matter what, the old man surnamed Huo never expected that Qin Fengming, the young master of Manghuang Mountain, would pay such tribute to him because of his message.

In the world of cultivating immortals, ingratitude is not uncommon. Even if you have just rescued someone with your front foot, you will be attacked by the person who rescued you on your back foot.

When the old man surnamed Huo called Qin Fengming at the mountain gate, he just wanted to establish a relationship with the young master of Manghuang Mountain and get the number plate early. Unexpectedly, the young man in front of him would kneel down and worship him on the spot. And then even more Take yourself into Manghuang Mountain in person.

At this time, the old man surnamed Huo, although he had calmed down on the surface, was still in constant turmoil in his heart.

After settling the old man surnamed Huo and telling him not to move around casually, Qin Fengming turned around and flew towards the cave of his master Sima Bo.

Since as a disciple, it would be too inappropriate to return to the sect without meeting the master first. Qin Fengming, who is sophisticated in the world, would not make such a mistake.

What makes Qin Fengming strange is that when he just arrived at the entrance of Sima Bo's cave, a hearty voice came into his ears: "Hahaha. Fengming is back. Hurry up and talk in the cave."

Following the voice, a passage appeared in front of Qin Fengming.

"Unfilial disciple Qin Fengming. Pay tribute to your master." As soon as he entered the cave, Qin Fengming immediately knelt down in front of an old man who was sitting at the stone table. He kowtowed three times.

"Hahaha. Disciple, get up quickly. Let me take a look. I haven't seen you for decades, but your cultivation has increased a lot. Ah, why is there a trace of coldness in your body? Have you actually practiced the ghost way? The technique failed."

Just when Qin Fengming knelt down and kowtowed, Sima Bo, who was sitting upright, glanced briefly with his eyes, and a surprised sound came out of his mouth.

Upon hearing Master's words, Qin Fengming was also shocked.

With his Qi Condensation Technique, it can be said that it is extremely difficult for the monk Huaying to discover his own secrets at this time. But as soon as he met his master, he saw through it. This shocked Qin Fengming.

After just a brief pause, Qin Fengming already understood. It seems that although the master's cultivation realm is only at the peak of transforming into an infant at this time, his spiritual consciousness has reached the realm of aggregating monks. This situation will last a lifetime of practice. For Sima Bo, the weapon maker, it is also extremely possible.

"Master indeed has unique insight. This disciple has indeed practiced the ghost method."

At this time, while Qin Fengming answered honestly, he was also very scared in his heart. He was afraid that the master in front of him would see the Divine Machine Mansion in him and the existence of Ji Bing'er.

"What? You really practiced the ghost method. This makes me very curious. The Xuanwei Shangqing method you practiced before is an extremely righteous method. At this time, you are actually a ghost. Two cultivations. This is extremely rare."

Looking at the young monk in front of him, Sima Bo was also very curious.

In the world of cultivating immortals, there are many monks who practice two kinds of skills. However, monks who practice both good and evil are rare. Because there are two extremes. The skills themselves are in great conflict. The energy of the two attributes swims in the body. It will be certain that they will self-destruct their bodies under mutual impact.

"Master, I don't know. When I was in a dangerous place, I was once raped by a ghost. Although the ghost was not low in level, it was devoured by the disciple in the end. Since then, the disciple has... It was discovered that those Yin Qi energies could be absorbed by the disciples. Therefore, the disciples became curious and began to practice the ghost way."

Now that his secret has been discovered by his master, Qin Fengming simply told the story he had drafted long ago. He didn't care whether the master cleared up his doubts in front of him.

"Well, although I have never heard of this before, what you said is very possible. But I don't know to what extent you have cultivated the ghost path skills."

Seeing that his master did not continue to pursue the matter, Qin Fengming couldn't help but feel relieved. The magic formula in his body moved, and the mysterious ghost technique was already used.

"Ah. You have actually practiced the Ghost Dao Kung Fu to the level of becoming an elixir. This is really beyond my expectation." But when he saw that Qin Fengming's body was filled with Yin Qi, Sima Bo was also shocked.

The young disciple in front of him shocked him too much. Not only was he proficient in several miscellaneous subjects at a young age, but he had advanced to the realm of becoming an elixir in less than a hundred years. At this time, he had become a ghost by chance. Dao Kung Fu. And he has also practiced it to the level of becoming an elixir.

All these things appearing in a monk are really too hard to believe.

Looking at the young monk with a respectful expression and calm eyes in front of him, Sima Bo's eyes flashed with strange expressions. He pondered for a moment, but his tone became somewhat solemn and said:

"Feng Ming, I have something to tell you clearly. I haven't followed Junior Brother Zhuang back since I came out of the Tianyan Mountain Range. I think you have heard some things and are a little suspicious in your heart. All of these. My teacher will explain it to you in detail at this time to clear up your misunderstanding."

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