Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

Facing such a powerful weapon, Fairy Qianyue and others stood for several breaths before they regained their clarity. Seeing Qin Fengming following Yan Hun and Bai Zhi into the cave, everyone looked at each other with shock in their eyes.

The magic weapon driven by Li Chong obviously only drove 30% of its power.

But just this 30% of the power has caused the flaming sword to transform into the shape of a dragon, and it is not an illusory body, but a physical transformation.

For such a powerful thing, you can tell by everyone's skill in refining weapons. The grade of this magic weapon has exceeded the top level definition. If such a powerful thing is used as a monk's natal thing to be sacrificed, its power will definitely exceed everyone's imagination.

For the departed Qin Fengming, the hearts of all the Chiyan Mountain refining masters are already full of admiration. Even Fairy Qianyue has been feeling resentful for a long time.

Qin Fengming also put a lot of thought into refining this flaming sword.

After figuring out the flaming knife refining spell, he only spent five days refining one. But that one thing made me feel bottomless. Although he added some spiritual liquid and some of his own runes, he still couldn't be sure of winning.

Since Chiyan Mountain has stood in the Dark Sea for so long and has a great reputation, its skill in weapon refining is naturally unimaginable. And this time there is a powerful person who is a late-stage sage.

Although Qin Fengming believed that he had extraordinary skills in weapon refining and was blessed by mysterious spiritual liquid. However, the pure mana in the body of a monk in the late stage of trance is far from comparable to that in his state of aggregation.

He must not lose in this competition. If he loses, he will lose many treasures in vain.

This is not something Qin Fengming can accept.

Therefore, he thought about it for five days again, took out his own materials, and finally refined the second one. Not only did he have many immortal runes embedded into this magic weapon, but he also sealed a wisp of demonic flames from the Devouring Ghost Fire into the magic weapon.

With the blessing of the mysterious spiritual liquid, the runes of the fairy world, and the soul-devouring ghost fire, the power of this hastily refined flaming knife made even Qin Fengming himself very satisfied.

But what Qin Fengming didn't expect was that although he won the competition, when Yanhun came up with the magic weapon decomposition method, he was stunned on the spot.

Looking at the fragment of the scroll placed in front of him, Qin Fengming's eyes finally revealed a cold meaning.

This scroll is extremely simple, and it exudes the aura of vicissitudes of life. Even Qin Fengming could not immediately identify the material used in the jade slip.

But this scroll is only half of it, and a small part of it seems to have been torn away.

And Yan Hun's words made Qin Fengming extremely speechless.

"Fellow Daoist Qin, this scroll is the method of decomposing magic weapons inherited from me at Chiyan Mountain. Fellow Daoist, you can rub it on other jade slips."

Seeing such a scene, Qin Fengming could not know that he was being plotted by Yan Hun, an old and mature man.

Although there must be magic weapon decomposition techniques suitable for monks to practice in Chiyan Mountain, Yanhun did not use them. And the decomposition method suitable for monks to practice should come from this fragment.

Just to figure out this fragment of the scroll, it might have taken several powerful people from Chiyan Mountain to succeed.

But at this moment, seeing a look of fun flashing in Yan Hun's eyes, Qin Fengming knew that it was already impossible for Yan Hun to use the magic techniques already available in Chiyan Mountain.

Qin Fengming was decisive and without saying much, he directly copied the text and incantation on the scroll.

Although he wanted to practice this technique, he was not too eager. In this case, I will gradually understand it in the future, and one day I will understand it clearly. Just being plotted by Yan Hun made him feel very unhappy.

He stayed in Yanhun Cave for five days.

During these five days, more than a dozen monks from Chiyan Mountain gathered here to exchange their weapon refining experiences with Qin Fengming.

Regarding some of the insights expressed in Qin Fengming's words, some of them were Yan Hun, who was in the late stage of divine connection, and nodded.

Qin Fengming himself gained a lot from talking with everyone. It is said that stones from other mountains can attack jade.

Naturally, some of what everyone was thinking could touch Qin Fengming.

Five days later, accompanied by Fairy Qianyue and several gathering monks, Qin Fengming finally left Chiyan Mountain.

After saying goodbye, Qin Fengming left.

This time, although Chi Yanshan and his party were a little disappointed with the method of decomposing magic weapons, his gains still made him happy. Fire phoenix and fire spirit are not something that can only be encountered by chance.

What made Qin Fengming even more excited was that he unexpectedly realized something that was bothering him, which was how to open the wordless book.

The wordless heavenly book, everyone in Ding'an City on Icefield Island has long suspected that it is a remnant of the fairy world.

This time in Chiyan Mountain, in front of the remnant monument of the Immortal Realm, the situation shown made Qin Fengming even more convinced that the source of this wordless heavenly book must be from the Miluo Realm.

The Book of Heaven at this moment is still blank, but for Qin Fengming, there is already a direction.

When he was resting in Chiyan Mountain, he even took out the scroll of the second soul cultivation method that he had obtained in the Land of Immortal Relics. As soon as he took it out and put the two scrolls together, a ball of light immediately enveloped the two scrolls.

Although the time only lasted for a moment, it also made Qin Fengming more convinced that in order to make the content of the Wordless Heavenly Book manifest, he could only find something in the Miluo Realm and let it absorb some strange aura unknown to him.

Qin Fengming had already recorded the entire inscription on the remnant stele at Chiyan Mountain in his mind, but he could not figure out the fonts at the moment.

These fonts were not the fairy characters he knew. They seemed to be more complicated characters.

Although Qin Fengming had only understood one of the five talismans on the ruined stele at this moment, he already knew that the extremely complicated and mysterious talisman was a kind of blessing in the formation or auxiliary magic weapon. , a spiritual pattern that has the function of gathering energy.

If he combined it with the spirit gathering array he had at this time, he was sure that it would be enough to double the energy gathered by the spirit gathering array. The energy gathered might even be increased several times.

Immortal spirit patterns are not ordinary things. A very simple one may be enough to collapse a mountain. And the way he comprehended was the simplest spiritual pattern.

What kind of effect it can produce, you won’t know if you don’t try it.

Naturally, Qin Fengming's second Dan Ying is responsible for these matters of comprehending the spirit patterns, while its main Ying is responsible for matters outside the body.

At this time, Qin Fengming did not go towards Black Mist Island. Instead, he flew towards a place where sea beasts gathered marked on the sea map. Without him, he needs to collect monster beasts and monster pills.

He didn't get the recipe for the Haoling Pill, but he was already familiar with the required materials. Since he had time, he naturally wouldn't mind going to that sea area to collect the required demon pills.

Suddenly, Qin Fengming, who was fleeing, suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart.

This feeling is extremely weird, as if I am enveloped by some strange aura.

Suddenly feeling strange, Qin Fengming suddenly became wary. He didn't think this was an illusion.

But just when something strange appeared in Qin Fengming's heart, suddenly, a cold light suddenly appeared and slashed down from the clouds that passed above his head.

The cloud layer had no energy accumulation and was no different from other cloud layers in the sky. And that cold light also had no energy fluctuations, as if it was just an ordinary light.

But the speed of that cold light was far superior to the speed of other magic weapons. It only flashed and it was already above Qin Fengming's head.

From top to bottom, like a slender lightning bolt, it suddenly struck the top of Qin Fengming's head.

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