Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

Listening to the words of the three people, it seems that the Helian brothers are extremely close to the Li family.

Even if Qin Fengming heard the whispered words of the three members of the Li family hundreds of feet away, he would definitely laugh. The two ghostly and handsome monks are nothing in Qin Fengming's eyes.

After studying the jade slips in his hands, although Qin Fengming failed to know why there were so many runes in the Baji Sect, he already knew that those runes were either closely related to the Baji Sect or were originally used by the Baji Sect. The small sect that was annexed by the Baji Sect has no ancient books recording the runes.

But Qin Fengming was very happy that this scroll of runes was similar to the scroll he got from the Xie family.

Although he is sure that the two scrolls must be of the same type of runes, he does not know anything about them. It seems that even if he captures all the ghost king monks in the Baji Sect and then searches for their souls, he will not be able to gain anything. ,

Even so, Qin Fengming secretly went to the Bajimen martial arts competition venue and saw with his own eyes the two characters drawn by the monk surnamed Yan.

The two runes were carved on an extremely tall flat stone wall, just above the competition ground. After a closer look, it turned out that they were the same words as the runes in the two scrolls.

It's just that there is no energy fluctuation at all on those two runes. Even if the low-level monks stare at it, they will not be affected by the counterattack power contained in the runes.

After watching carefully, Qin Fengming firmly remembered those two words in his heart, and then left.

Although it is difficult to understand the meaning of this talisman at this time, Qin Fengming will not ignore it. Although there is no such talisman introduced here, maybe it will exist in other places.

With his knowledge, he can definitely tell that these rune-like handwritings are definitely extremely precious.

Two days later, Qin Fengming, who was studying the jade slips, was awakened by the shout of a disciple of the Baji Sect outside the palace building: "Two seniors of the Yan family, today is the day for the selection of recommended places for my Baji Sect, please two Senior followed his disciple to the competition venue,"

Transforming into a yellow-faced middle-aged appearance again, Qin Fengming put away his restraints and flew towards the competition venue with the three members of the Yan family following the two disciples of the Baji Sect who had cultivated as ghost generals.

On the vast competition ground that we had visited the night before yesterday, there were already thousands of monks, most of them disciples wearing Baji Sect costumes.

You don't need to ask to know that these disciples are just here to watch the competition for quotas.

On a two- to three-foot high platform, hundreds of tables and chairs have been arranged. At this time, no less than forty people are sitting on it.

Qin Fengming scanned the crowd and saw that these monks were all at the Ghost Commander level.

"These two Taoist friends from the Yan family can wait under the three stone platforms. This stone platform is where the family heads and seniors sit." The two Bajimen led Qin Fengming and four others there. On the square, he turned around and said to the two ghost general monks behind Yan Jing,

Hearing this, Yan Jing did not feel any strange at all. With a signal, the two Yan family disciples flew away.

After bringing Qin Fengming and Qin Fengming to the high platform, respectfully letting them sit down, the two disciples bowed and left.

When his eyes glanced at the head of the family named Li who was already sitting on the high platform, he saw an arrogant look on his face. He just snorted coldly at Qin Fengming without showing any intention of saying hello.

Seeing this, Qin Fengming didn't find it funny either.

For this competition, Qin Fengming naturally does not take it seriously. Since there is no introduction in Bajimen about the two volumes that may be from the same era, there is only one thing to do, and that is to win The first place in the Bajimen competition this time is qualified to participate in the Huangdao Sect competition.

Since the Underworld Palace Flag Envoy is a shortcut to enter the Underworld Secret Realm, if you obtain it, it will be of great help to future trips to the Underworld Secret Realm.

Under Yan Jing's low-pitched introduction, Qin Fengming also understood the origins of the people sitting on the stone platform at this time. These people were from various cultivating families within a hundred thousand miles of the Baji Sect. They were even smaller than the Baji Sect. Of course, there are also more than a dozen casual cultivators who are not recommended by the sect.

"Fellow Taoists, welcome to our Baji Sect to participate in the selection of recommended spots for the Huangquan Palace flag bearer. I am Chongruo. As the master of the Baji Sect, this is my uncle Yan,"

As several monks appeared on the stone platform in the middle, the master of the Baji Sect, who had met once before, and the monk surnamed Guijun, who had been cast by Qin Fengming in the secret technique of ecstasy, appeared in front of everyone. They were at the mountain gate. The old man named Wang whom I saw there was also among them.

Looking at the expression of the old man named Yan, Qin Fengming smiled slightly in his heart.

It seems that the secret technique of enchantment in the Xuangui Jue is indeed mysterious, and it did not even make the old man named Yan feel any discomfort.

Seeing a Ghost Lord monk from the Baji Sect appear, the sixty or seventy Ghost Lord monks sitting on the stone platform stood up one after another and bowed to the old man named Yan.

The old man surnamed Yan did not say anything, but waved his hands with a cold expression, and then sat on a wooden chair nearby.

"Since all the Taoist friends are here to participate in the competition, I won't say anything more. There are three arenas. As long as that fellow Taoist can hold the ring for a stick of incense on the arena, no one will challenge him. Then go on stage to compete and you will be shortlisted for the top three.

As long as the top three are selected, this competition will be over. I hope all Taoist friends will go all out for this competition, because according to convention, when the Huang Dao Sect is competing, it will be more dangerous, so someone may be injured in this competition. Even if he falls, if that Taoist friend has no bottom in his heart, I advise you not to go on stage.

Of course, the top three in this competition will be given generous rewards by our Baji Sect Master, including not only a precious elixir, Bingxin Dan, that will help us break through the bottleneck, but also two million Yin Stones. I hope all fellow Taoists can Try your best to win. Now is the time to start the competition. Please come on stage, fellow Taoists."

Listening to the words of the head of the Baji Sect, it turned out to be exactly what the head of the family named Li said at the time. Regardless of life or death in this competition, you only need to try your best to win.

As the old man surnamed Chong finished speaking, three monks immediately appeared on the vast arena where fluorescent lights flashed.

The scope of Gui Shuai monk's fighting is even greater, and the power of the magic weapon is even more astonishing. Therefore, the competition venue is also two hundred feet wide, and there are flashes of forbidden energy all around the venue.

Looking at the three people on the stage, Qin Fengming also understood in his heart that these three monks in the late stage of Gui Shuai were all invited by the Baji Sect to attract others. They were just for attracting people.

Of course, although it is just a transition, the three people's methods must be good, otherwise it would not be worth the Baji Sect's expense to invite Yinshi.

Sure enough, the subsequent competition confirmed Qin Fengming's idea.

The three ghostly handsome monks were the first to take the stage. One of them, a fifty-year-old monk with a sallow complexion, raised a huge banner filled with thick black mist. In an instant, his opponent was involved in the mist. In the middle of the night, along with the shrill sounds of ghosts crying and wolves howling, banging sounds suddenly started to be heard in the mist.

The two old men wrapped in Yin energy also tried their best, and for a moment they actually had the upper hand.

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