Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

? cpa300_4(); "Huh, so what if you are a cultivator of theosophy, Qin will just bump into you. ◎ Summit novel," whispers rang out from his mouth, and a sense of perseverance surged out of Qin Fengming's heart.

It is not that he has never encountered monks in the realm of the gods.

Although he did not believe that he could kill the cultivator at this time, with his own ability, he was definitely not at the mercy of the other party.

His spiritual consciousness swept over him, and he turned around and shot towards a place in front of him near Yunmeng Mountain.

Although Qin Fengming was not afraid of a spiritual cultivator, he was aware of the danger. And if you are on the edge of Yunmeng Mountain, even if you are not hostile, you can still risk your life and enter the mist-shrouded area of ​​Yunmeng Mountain.

Although there is a risk of falling into it, the other party is also in danger.

Yunmeng Mountain prevents cultivators from entering. As long as the spiritual monks enter, they may be teleported out, or they may be directly killed by the restrictions in Yunmeng Mountain. Moreover, in other places in Yunmeng Mountain, no one dares to enter even the spiritual monks.

Because the powerful illusionary restrictions contained in the clouds and mist can make even the spiritual cultivators extremely fearful.

Qin Fengming certainly didn't think he could resist the restrictions in the clouds, but if he had to, he wouldn't mind risking his life and entering it.

At worst, he could just sacrifice himself to the temple and enter it to hide for a while.

Stopping more than a hundred miles away from Yunmeng Mountain, Qin Fengming's expression showed seriousness. He looked at the rapidly approaching ray of light, his lips tightly closed, and he said nothing.

"Are you the boy named Qin?" Blue light flashed, and a figure appeared in front of Qin Fengming.

"Are you Senior Cui Zhenhai from Bingli Palace?" Seeing the middle-aged monk who appeared, Qin Fengming's mind turned rapidly, and an exclamation came out of his mouth.

Of course, he had never seen Cui Zhenhai, the ancestor of Bingli Palace, but the middle-aged monk in front of him exuded the powerful and coercive aura that only the spiritual monks had, and his face was somewhat similar to Cui Tianxiao.

Based on these two points, he would be damned if he couldn't figure out who the middle-aged monk in front of him was.

"Haha, you actually recognize me. Yes, I am Cui Zhenhai, the ancestor of Bingli Palace." Facing Qin Fengming who was standing still, the middle-aged monk did not show much murderous intention and said with a smile on his face.

"Junior Qin Fengming,

I pay my respects to Senior Cui. I don’t know that Senior is here, but is there anything that I need Junior to do? "

The thoughts in his heart were turning rapidly, Qin Fengming was suddenly shocked, and a bad premonition suddenly appeared. But his expression remained calm, he bowed and spoke without any signs of strangeness.

He and Bingli Gong had a lot of grievances. It is true that he saved the young master of Binghai City, but he also took action to kill two monks from Bingli Palace. Because of his fault, a family of cultivators who relied on Bingli Palace was completely wiped out.

He would not believe that the Patriarch of the Ice Palace in front of him came specifically to express his gratitude to him.

"Hmph, you must have done what happened to the Tang family in Wanling Mountains, right?" The pleasant look just now disappeared in an instant, and a fierce and menacing aura suddenly appeared, and two fierce eyes flashed, approaching Qin Fengming.

Qin Fengming did not show any fear when he saw the change of color of the cultivator in front of him. The other party's move was just a show of force. Of course it was impossible to scare him.

"I don't know what happened to the Tang family, but the ancestors of the Tang family were killed by the younger generation. I think the seniors already know what happened at that time. There is a reason for everything. Could it be that the younger generation restrained his hands and let the people of the Tang family kill him?"

"In any case, due to your fault, thousands of members of the entire Tang family have perished. How can you not offset such a huge disaster with just a few words?" With anger on his face, Cui Zhenhai gave a cold shout, and a pounding A majestic aura spurted out, and he arrived in front of Qin Fengming with a single movement.

Facing the pressure of this majestic aura, if he were an ordinary aggregation monk, he would definitely feel panic in his heart, and his face would be difficult to maintain a calm state.

The aggregation monks are one level different from the theosophy monks. Whether it is their magic power or the power of their methods, it can be said that there is a world of difference.

Monks, the further you go in your cultivation, the more difficult it becomes to advance.

Even if you advance to a small level, you may be able to stop tens of thousands of monks. There are only three spiritual cultivators on the entire Ice Island, which already shows how difficult it is.

And each advancement can allow the monk to increase his powerful strength.

Facing the opponent's aura, although the expression on Qin Fengming's face changed slightly, it did not meet Cui Zhenhai's expectations.

"Senior, I made it clear to you, Cui Tianxiao, that Qin came to rescue Cui Changsheng. He did not say that he would rely on Cui's ability to resist the oppression of the Tang family. As long as Cui did not interfere in the grudge between the Tang family and Qin. Although the junior has a low level of cultivation, he has never thought of using the authority of Cui Daoyou as a shield. What happened next are all personal grudges between the junior and the Tang family. The Tang family's affairs will be blamed on the junior, and the junior will not deny it. But wouldn’t it seem inappropriate if the seniors take action to kill the juniors?”

Listening to the neither humble nor arrogant words of the young man in front of him, Cui Zhenhai couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

From what Cui Tianxiao said, it can be known that although the person in front of him is a monk in the middle stage of the gathering, his methods are no worse than those at the peak of the gathering. But as a person in the realm of the gods, he didn't care much.

So what if the skills of the monks in front of me are comparable to those of the peak aggregation monks, but they are different from those of aggregation monks. No matter how against the heavens, it is absolutely impossible to have the powerful means of a monk in the realm of the gods.

"Hmph, if I want to kill you, there is no need for Cui to make any excuses. I ask you, what kind of spiritual grass did you use to heal the wounds in the body of the newborn?"

As Cui Zhenhai spoke, he looked at Qin Fengming with both eyes, as if he wanted to see through him.

After hearing the other party's question, Qin Fengming finally understood why the other party came to intercept him. It turns out that what the other party is thinking about is the Dendrobium palmata on his body.

Qin Fengming had already heard about the preciousness of Dendrobium palmum from Qingtian Beast, so it was naturally impossible for him to say it at this time.

"Senior originally wanted a prescription from junior. What's the difficulty? As long as senior can come up with something of equal value, junior can naturally give the prescription to senior."

By this time, Qin Fengming also knew that since the other party was thinking about Dendrobium palm this time, it was impossible to make things right, so he felt relieved, but what he said in his mouth was extremely indifferent.

The more danger he faced, the more Qin Fengming was able to maintain a calm mind.

"Alchemy? Junior, do you want to deceive me? I have been alive for thousands of years, and I have never heard of any kind of elixir that can resolve injuries. Today you only need to hand over the spiritual grass used to save the child. , I won’t make it difficult for you, otherwise, you know it in your heart.”

By this time, Cui Zhenhai had lost his mood to be entangled with Qin Fengming. As he spoke, majestic fluctuations all over his body were revealed.

"The senior wants the prescription, and the junior will naturally not cherish it for himself. As long as the senior can show sincerity, that's fine. But if the senior wants to bully the weak and oppress Qin with force, then Qin will have a fight with the senior. , look at how the majestic Bingli Palace Taishang Patriarch repaid kindness with hatred."

At this time, Qin Fengming no longer had any luck in his heart, the magic formula in his body was surging, and he was already ready for a fight.