Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

|.|The area in front of him is not much different from other places. The same ruins appear. In this way, Qin Fengming relied on the slight changes in the cold atmosphere and the density of wind blades to find. This place has a radius of two to three thousand miles. It is by no means short. can be found at any time.

Standing on the spot, Qin Fengming concentrated his consciousness and looked forward. He saw a land of more than 20 miles in the distance. A range of mountains of different heights appeared. In that mountainous area, extremely thick Yin energy filled the air. His consciousness penetrated. Among them, they were blocked after only entering a few tens of feet.

After staring at the vast area for a long time, Qin Fengming couldn't help but frown and turned to look at the ghost cultivator beside him and said:

"Senior, that place is, to this junior, more than just a maze. There seems to be a trace of the meaning of the magic circle revealed in it."

"Hahaha. Little friend Qin really has a sharp eye. It seems that I must have dabbled in the magic circle. Yes, that place is a natural magic circle. If a monk who doesn't understand the formation enters it, he will definitely be enchanted by it. ."

The withered ghost cultivator heard Qin Fengming's words. The sharp look in his eyes flashed away. He said this, but his heart was startled. He didn't expect that such an obvious restriction could be seen. It seems that he can't deal with this young man. It will definitely be extremely difficult for the monks to come.

Hearing what the old man said, Qin Fengming was also thinking secretly in his heart at this time. It seemed that the ghost cultivator did not tell all the truth. There must be some secret things hidden in it.

Qin Fengming didn't point it out. He moved his hands slightly and arranged the Six Yang Formation around him.

The old withered ghost cultivator did not hesitate. Without waiting for Qin Fengming's greeting, he entered the range of the Liuyang Formation and then crossed his legs to reach the ground.

At this time, the two sides have not yet touched the maze. Neither of them will destroy the Great Wall and attack the other side.

Two hours later, Qin Fengming put away the Six Yang Formation. The two stood up again and ran towards the place shrouded in thick fog.

Standing outside the mist, Qin Fengming only felt the extremely cold breath coming towards his face. It seemed to freeze his soul. If it weren't for his strong body and spiritual consciousness, he would be comparable to the middle stage of infant transformation. Qin Fengming was convinced. Even a cultivator at the peak of Chengdan will definitely be killed by this icy cold aura that cannot be avoided.

I sensed that the young man standing next to me had not changed much. The withered ghost cultivator did not show any strange expression anymore. After careful identification, the ghost cultivator solemnly said:

"Little friend, you and I can't enter it at this time. We can only enter it after two hours."

"Oh. Could it be that the location of this place changes with time? Could it be that the phantom formation within it has changed?" Suddenly hearing the words of the old ghost cultivator, Qin Fengming asked with a flash of light in his eyes.

"Haha. My little friend hit the mark right. This illusion array is called the Twelve Yuan Chen Labyrinth. You can only enter the maze within the time of one stick of incense at the beginning of each hour. And as long as the illusion is triggered, Formation. The guards encountered in the maze will be fixed.

And the magical powers that those guards have are generally based on the magical powers of the mythical beasts that correspond to that time. This is Shenshi, which corresponds to the guardians who have the magical powers of spiritual apes. I almost fell into his hands back then. His magical powers It's really difficult to deal with.

You and I will wait for two hours. Then it will be Haishi. At that time, the guardian's magical power is only the art of close combat. Although it is extremely fast, it will definitely be difficult to achieve anything in Xiaoyou's magic circle."

The withered ghost cultivator no longer concealed anything at this time. He looked at the maze in front of him and explained in great detail.

Qin Fengming was no stranger to restrictions based on changes in time. Among some of the sect-protecting formations he knew, there were such formations.

After hearing what the old ghost cultivator said, Qin Fengming knew that the changes in the illusory formation only changed the magical powers of the guards in it. There were no other changes that were more difficult to deal with. He couldn't help but feel slightly relaxed.

Two hours later, the withered ghost cultivator stood up again. He carefully scanned the vast mist-shrouded land a hundred feet away in front of him. After a while, he said happily:

"Hahaha. Little friend Qin, you can enter now. When you enter, there will be a short-distance teleportation effect. But the teleportation distance will not be very far. However, in the maze, the spiritual consciousness can only detect twenty or thirty feet. Far away. It would be extremely difficult for you and me to reunite.

But little friend, don’t worry. I have two induction pills here. As long as you take them, you can clearly sense the other party’s location within a hundred miles. Even if there is a maze in the way, you will be able to reunite easily."

Qin Fengming's eyes only flickered for a moment, then he took a light blue pill handed over by the withered ghost cultivator and put it into his mouth in front of the old man.

Of course, Qin Fengming would not have any doubts about the setting of this labyrinth. Since it is a place of trial, if several monks break into the formation together, it will be difficult to achieve the original intention of setting up the trial place.

The withered ghost cultivator also took another pill. There was no further hesitation. As soon as his body moved, he rushed towards the misty place a hundred feet away. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared into it and disappeared without a trace.

Standing outside the mist, Qin Fengming frowned slightly and stared carefully at the place in front of him.

Of course, Qin Fengming would not believe everything that the withered ghost cultivator said just now. But he also knew that the old man did not want to deal with him at this time. Since he has stayed here for thousands of years, it is enough to explain that this place The power of the maze plus the magic array.

After standing for a long time, it was estimated that the time would reach the time when the withered ghost cultivator said a stick of incense would last. Only then did Qin Fengming move and submerge into the mist.

As the figure entered, Qin Fengming suddenly felt dizzy. In an instant, he returned to normal.

Turning around and looking behind me, it turned out that even the slightest shadow outside the fog was hard to see again. It turned out that the long-lasting fog was the triggering condition for the phantom formation here.

Standing on the spot, Qin Fengming did not feel the slightest panic. He looked around intently and saw that he was in a canyon. The mountain walls on both sides were steep. Twenty feet upwards, he could no longer see anything.

Just when Qin Fengming had just stabilized, he felt a feeling suddenly appear in his mind. He felt that there was an extremely strong feeling two or three miles away from him that attracted him.

"Haha. That old ghost's induction elixir is quite magical."

Sensing the extremely obvious strong intention in the distance, Qin Fengming smiled slightly. Without any further hesitation, he raised his hand and a sword energy shot out, slashing towards the stone wall.

"Bang." There was a loud noise, and a powerful spiritual slash failed to cut off even the slightest bit of gravel.

"Hehe. It seems that there are extremely powerful restrictions on this rock. It seems that the Five Elements spell cannot be cast." Qin Fengming was not too disappointed. As soon as he moved, he walked towards the steep mountain wall on one side. Climb up and away.

But just as he climbed twenty or thirty feet high, an extremely huge pressure suddenly acted on his body. Unexpectedly, Qin Fengming, who was climbing up, was suddenly thrown off the stone wall.

If he hadn't been struggling in the martial arts for several years and had the skill to make himself lighter, this fall would have been extremely uncomfortable.

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