Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

This is not the first time Qin Fengming has seen this kind of strange aura, nor has it been the first time he has sensed it.

And the reason why he still wants to climb the Heavenly Pillar because of his power to reach the gods is because of this very strange and terrifying aura that can imprison the mana and soul of the monks.

He has no use for this kind of breath, but the wordless book on his body is interested in this kind of breath.

When Qin Fengming faced the inscription in the immortal world, he had experienced such a situation where all his mana and consciousness were lost, and his soul energy was difficult to drive.

It's just that the aura was extremely strong at the time, and there were transparent threads invisible to the naked eye moving in the aura. And those threads seemed to be able to invade the monk's body and imprison his consciousness.

But at this moment, he did not see the transparent thread, and his consciousness did not feel too threatened. However, that weird aura still greatly weakened the mana and soul energy in the monk's body.

After sensing this, Qin Fengming not only did not have any fear, but instead felt happy in his heart.

When he saw the tall Tongtian Pillar before, he had sensed some of the strange aura that could only be found in the strange runes in the fairy world.

Entering the Tongtian Pillar at this time, he was even more convinced that there was indeed that kind of aura here.

Without any further hesitation, he swayed his body and directly approached the stone wall of the tall mountain peak.

The rock wall is steep. If you want to climb the mountain peak, there is no other way but to follow the huge invisible lines and rely on the protruding irregular rocks without any visible rules.

Because when he got close to the mountain peak, Qin Fengming already felt that the majestic mana and soul energy in his body had been greatly imprisoned. Even if some can still be activated, the air control technique can no longer be activated.

Qin Fengming's eyes flashed brightly as he looked at the monks climbing up the mountain, grabbing at the protruding rocks. He found that those rocks seemed not easy to climb, because everyone was in danger of falling downwards from time to time.

It seems that the rock is extremely smooth and will slide down on its own if you are not careful.

Taking a deep breath, Qin Fengming sealed his own magic power and no longer used any of the magic power and soul energy in his body. With a movement of his body, he used the Biyun Lost Trace Movement Technique that had not been used for a long time. His body shape was like a civet cat, and he immediately shot out. , followed the already promising lines, and moved towards the mountain peak.

For monks, no one would appreciate the martial arts and mental skills in the mortal world.

No matter how powerful the martial arts and mental skills are, they are still difficult to compare with the Qi Gathering Stage monks. At the beginning, Qin Fengming relied on the top-notch Biyun Lost Tracing Body Technique in the martial arts world, but he could not escape from the hands of a monk at the third or fourth level of Qi Gathering Stage. This was enough to show the uselessness of martial arts in front of immortal cultivators.

It is also true that no monk in the spiritual world can practice martial arts.

Even those who do not have spiritual roots would rather choose to cultivate the physical body and regain their spiritual roots with the help of external forces through body refining techniques, rather than focusing too much on practicing martial arts.

But at this moment, when the mana and soul energy in the body cannot be driven, martial arts is the most suitable choice.

In an instant, his body came into contact with the tough and straight stone wall. A faint multicolored light suddenly flashed out from the stone wall, and in a flash, his body was enveloped in it.

As the faint glow shone out, Qin Fengming suddenly felt that the few mana and soul energy in his body were completely imprisoned almost instantly.

By this time,

Only then did Qin Fengming understand why Hu Feiwen reminded him several times that if he could not resist the aura after climbing onto the Tongtian Pillar, he might fall. Without the blessing of magic power, the powerful falling force of the physical body falling from a height of hundreds of feet is definitely not something that ordinary monks can withstand.

Just when Qin Fengming was stunned for a moment, his mind suddenly became clear, and he felt a slightly hazy and strange talisman flashing in his mind.

Qin Fengming was shocked when he suddenly felt this way. His brows furrowed slightly, but immediately relaxed.

The talisman that suddenly flashed was not a mysterious thing. It seemed incomplete, just a part of the transformation of the talisman.

Taking a deep breath, Qin Fengming ignored it and stretched out his figure, like a flashing and moving spiritual ape, quickly climbing up the steep mountain wall.

But what made Qin Fengming's heart sink was that after he had only walked ten feet away, he suddenly felt that the scenery in front of him had changed, and the path he had spotted earlier had actually changed.

What lay before him was a path he had never seen before.

Although he was slightly surprised, Qin Fengming didn't pay too much attention. His body flashed and he still climbed quickly towards the mountain peak above.

What surprised him was that every time he climbed ten feet high, the path in front of him changed.

The scenery changed, and a very hazy rune immediately emerged in his mind. That talisman is still a incomplete talisman.

Faced with such a situation, Qin Fengming was also confused for a moment. But what reassured him was that he was not the only one whose body shape had changed. Almost all monks who climb mountains change directions.

Because the monk not far away from him has changed twice.

"Ah, which ethnic group is that young monk from? How did he get to the Heart-Questioning Platform so quickly?" Qin Fengming quickly moved up to the vast platform halfway up the mountain without even stopping. At that time, in a tall hall on one side of the square, several exclamations sounded almost simultaneously.

The monks climbing on the huge mountain peaks and the monks standing on the square cannot be seen.

However, the many monks in this tall hall can clearly see all the monks on the mountain peak with the help of a huge crystal wall in front of them.

And this huge crystal wall is specially designed to allow everyone to see clearly the status of everyone on the mountain. With the crystal wall, the monks can clearly see the specific training qualifications of the monks participating in the test.

Normally, even for a person who enters the world of immortality by practicing body-training techniques, it would take a long time to get to the Heart-Questioning Platform.

Because the path to the mountain peak is not a smooth road. If you climb the wrong rock, you will be banned and will either be knocked back or fall down several rocks.

But the young monk I saw at this moment, since he climbed the mountain, he quickly moved on the mountain at an extremely terrifying speed, and went directly to the platform of asking the mind.

"Don't be suspicious. That fellow Taoist is not from our Quefu clan. He is fellow Taoist Qin from the Linghan Merchant Alliance. He is also the one who won the purple token of the ruins of Jiyang Palace this time."

The crowd's exclamations were directly suppressed by the powerful words of the middle-aged monk.

If Qin Fengming were present, the speaker would definitely recognize that this middle-aged monk in the middle stage of spiritual enlightenment was the same middle-aged monk he had met outside the white mist.

"It turns out to be him. I heard that he is a formation master. No wonder he can find the path so easily and board the platform of asking the mind easily. I just don't know how long it will take for him to enter samadhi and realize the artistic conception of heaven?"

Hearing what the middle-aged man said, the hundreds of monks at the level of convergence and above gathered in the hall took a breath of cold air.

However, some monks spoke in cold tones, as if they did not take Qin Fengming's qualifications too seriously.

"No matter how long it is, I think no one can surpass the time record of Hu Shiyun's nephew's stick of incense." An old man said Hu Shiyun's name without caring.

"Of course, the nephew of the Hu tribe is a person with four spiritual roots, and his understanding is extremely high. Even if he is a Xuan-level being, it is difficult to say that he has the understanding of the nephew of the Hu tribe." Everyone spoke, and they were all proud of Hu Shiyun.