Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

..... Qin Fengming couldn't help but be slightly shocked when he heard Bing'er talking about the Three Realms War.

For monks who practice ghost skills, the pure yin energy in the yin ghost interface is definitely a great temptation. They are even more yearning for the various spiritual herbs in the interface that are specifically targeted at ghost cultivation.

However, there is still a gap in the physical aura between human ghost cultivators and real monks with ghost bodies. As long as a ghost cultivator with a higher realm can see the details of the opponent at a glance. Therefore, Qin Fengming wants to stay in the ghost interface and slowly Cultivation is definitely not a safe method.

Of course, if Qin Fengming really wants to stay in the Yingui interface, but with Rong Qing and Bing'er as cover, it won't be difficult. As long as he doesn't leave the Shenji Mansion.

But when that time comes, there is a drawback. That is, even if Qin Fengming really advances to the aggregation realm, the interface for ascension will only be the real ghost world, not the spirit world.

Of course Qin Fengming was not happy about spending his whole life with those ghostly creatures.

Considering that he had just advanced to the realm of infant transformation at this time and was only 120 or 30 years old, it seemed too early to consider advancing to the aggregation stage or even ascending.

After a moment to calm down, Qin Fengming stopped talking. As soon as he turned around, he wanted to return to the original cave and continue practicing. But at this moment, an urgent message entered Qin Fengming's ears:

"Master, now the patrolling monks from various countries have escaped from the dense crowd. I have been intercepted. And the person leading the team is actually a ghost transformation infant monk. Looking at his evil face, he has serious intentions against me. How to act. Master, please make your decision as soon as possible."

A Ghost Transformation Infant cultivator intercepted Rong Qing. This made Qin Fengming's face become slightly solemn.

There are only more than ten years left before the Three Realms War. This time is what the powerful monks have inferred. Even if the war breaks out suddenly at this time, it is not an exaggeration.

At such a critical moment, the two frontiers of the battle will inevitably be heavily guarded. Qin Fengming had already expected this. Therefore, the route he ordered Rong Qing to take was also an extremely secretive and remote place.

But for more than ten days, Rong Qing has not had any contact with Qin Fengming. At this time, such words suddenly came, which is enough to show that Rong Qing has encountered an extremely difficult matter.

Standing in the Shenji Mansion, Qin Fengming released his spiritual consciousness and glanced outside.

After a moment, a hint of gloom suddenly appeared on Qin Fengming's young face.

"Hmph. A mere monk in the early stage of transforming into an infant dares to say that he has taken Rong Qing in. It's really too arrogant."

Although it was only a glance, Qin Fengming could still see clearly that at this time, two hundred feet around Rong Qing, there were three monks standing. One monk in the early stage of transforming into an infant, and two monks in the middle stage of becoming an elixir.

The three of them stood around Rong Qing like horns, completely blocking Rong Qing's path.

Judging from the clothes the three of them were wearing, these three were not monks from a sect, but were casual cultivators. Judging from the situation, they should undoubtedly be masters and disciples.

But just now, the monk who was in the early stage of transforming into an infant actually showed greed on his face and said that he wanted to take Rong Qing under his sect.

Based on Qin Fengming's experience, he could tell at a glance that the monk in the early stage of transforming into an infant was practicing ghost techniques. He did not want to take Qing as his disciple, but he was very interested in Qing's body.

For monks who practice ghostly skills, the soul of a ghost cultivator with a ghost body is undoubtedly an extremely rare and great tonic. If you have the soul of a peak ghost cultivator with a ghost body in hand when you break through and advance. It will be more powerful than any panacea.

"That's fine. Rong Qing is about to break through. Since the three people in front of him hit the muzzle of the gun, I can't blame Qin. Let's use these three people as Rong Qing's advancement."

Qin Fengming sneered twice. The magic formula in his body moved, suppressing his realm at the peak of Chengdan. His body swayed, his figure flashed, and he appeared next to Rong Qing.

"Ah. It turns out that junior actually has helpers. No wonder you dare to be disrespectful to me. But with you two cultivating monks at the level of Chengdan, you still dare to stretch your hand in front of me."

Suddenly Qin Fengming appeared. The Yinxie old man standing opposite was also stunned. But he felt relieved in an instant. The monk who had just appeared was also a person in the realm of becoming an elixir.

"Hmph. Old man, we have no enmity or grudge against you. Why do you want to intercept the two of us?"

When Qin Fengming said this, his consciousness was fully activated and he scanned within a radius of two hundred miles. Even before he advanced to the stage of transforming into an infant, he would not have seen the three people in front of him. At this time, he had already advanced to the stage of transforming into an infant. Qin Fengming felt very at ease.

However, with his always cautious character, he still judged whether there were other monks nearby.

Fortunately, the route Rong Qing took was extremely remote. No ordinary monk would choose to stay in this place with thin spiritual energy. Therefore, no slight energy fluctuations were seen within a radius of two hundred miles.

"Junior is really asking for a beating. You actually talked to me like this. It seems that if you don't use some means, the two juniors are not going to give in." The ghost old man did not answer Qin Fengming. Instead, he opened his mouth and wanted to capture the two of them.

Although this place is remote, the current situation is too different from the past. Although the old man is a Transformation Infant monk, it is true that there are not tens of thousands of Transformation Infant monks gathered at the border of the Deqing Empire at this time, but there are thousands.

If other ghostly infant transformation cultivators encounter a rare ghost cultivator like Rong Qing, it's hard to say whether there will be anything going on with the old man.

The old man said. With a shake of his hand, a handkerchief flew out of his hand. In a flash, it transformed into a huge tent several feet in size. It then flew down over the heads of Qin Fengming and Rong Qing.

"Hmph. Rely on the old and sell the old. In that case, let's try Qin's method." Before he finished speaking, a huge black hand flew out from Qin Fengming's waving hand. In a flash, the black palm several feet long was like It was solid and headed towards the huge tent.

"Bang." A muffled sound was heard immediately, and a huge flash of black light was seen in the air. The huge tent was caught by Qin Fengming's huge palm.

With his fingers curled up, the tent was actually held directly in his hands, making it difficult to move at all.

"Ah. You are not a Chengdan monk. You...you are a being of the same level."

Seeing that one of his powerful ancient treasures was so easily blocked by the other party, the ghost old man looked shocked. How could a person with such strength be an elixir cultivator? He was obviously a Huaying who was more powerful than himself. The monk is undoubtedly.

"Hmph. The old man knew it was too late. Since you dare to intercept Qin, let's spare your life." Now that he had taken action, Qin Fengming certainly would not stop. A slight thunderous sound was heard immediately, and he disappeared immediately. His body shape.

When his figure appeared again, he was already dozens of feet in front of the old man.

Raising his hand, four rays of golden light shot out. As the four mountain-breaking talismans were launched, a black palm followed the golden light and sealed it towards the body of the old man Huaying who stood in front of him with a look of fear. go.

"Ah. Not good." Just when the old man was stunned, he saw an afterimage flashing in front of him. It came to a few dozen feet in front of him. Then several huge and oppressive objects flashed with dazzling light and headed towards the direction. The old man came to the door. The old man shouted loudly. The magic formula in his body moved. His body shook sharply and he ducked to the side.

When the figure of the old ghost cultivator was shaking, Qin Fengming's soul-eating grab had already been used...

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