Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

Xiao Qinghao thinks this way, not because powerful men from other sects are not good to his direct disciples, but because there is a special reason behind them.

Xiao Qinghao came from the famous Xiao family. There were more than ten monks in his family, including the Transformation of Infants cultivators, but none of them would go to war for their direct descendants and go into danger to pick spiritual herbs or for them. To capture monsters for them.

This is all due to the nature of monks and is filled with self-interested thoughts.

But those powerful men in Manghuang Mountain are different. As long as they really recruit a disciple with excellent qualifications and skills, even if he is just a Qi Gathering Stage monk, he will do his best to help him. This is all because finding a monk with good qualifications, upright character, and excellent skills in elixirs, making talismans, or refining weapons is as hard to find as finding a needle in a haystack.

The difficulty of passing on the mantle during his lifetime is as difficult as finding a rare piece of material that can only be found in legends.

Although the monk in front of him is not amazing in appearance, he must be highly appreciated by a powerful person in Manghuang Mountain. Therefore, he was undoubtedly given many powerful talismans and a rare fourth-level monster.

No matter how everyone speculated, Qin Fengming was very calm at this time. When he released the spider spirit beast, he finally made the decision after careful consideration.

Regarding the other secret methods of exposing itself, the appearance of this monster is the method that will cause the least harm to it. Although its realm is comparable to that of a monster, with the help of powerful people, it is still possible to successfully make it recognize its master.

Seeing that both of his monks had been defeated, the old man named Xiao who used the Nine Sons Chain Blade stood up with a gloomy expression and flew into the competition arena.

Although he had the Nine Sons Chain Blade with him, he was still very uneasy when facing a fourth-level high-grade monster. But since he has the hope of his family, he will not back down even a bit. At this time, he knew clearly in his heart that if he wanted to defeat the opponent, he could only hope that he could successfully activate his own secret technique and achieve success with one blow.

Seeing the monk using the Mother-child Spiritual Weapon appear, Qin Fengming smiled slightly. With a slight movement of his body, he flew forward for more than ten feet. With a wave of his hand, he actually hit the black spider. Put it away.

This change greatly puzzled the monk surnamed Xiao who had just taken the stage. This is a battle arena. Since the spirit beast has been released, there is no need to take it back. Could it be that the opponent does not intend to use this spirit beast to fight.

"I'm Xiao Chengyan, Taoist friend Wei can have that spiritual beast to help him, but it's hard to have an opponent. However, I, Fanyue Lake, will not give in like this. Xiao will definitely teach fellow Taoist how to deal with that monster."

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Xiao is too praised. With the help of that monster beast, he can't see the real means of me and others. Wei is not talented. If he competes with Fellow Daoist Xiao later, I will not sacrifice the spiritual beast again. What's wrong with Fellow Daoist Xiao? Just use whatever means you can."

Hearing what the other party said and knowing that the other party was already afraid of the fourth-level spiritual beast, Qin Fengming couldn't help but smile slightly on his face and said calmly.

"What? Fellow Daoist Wei actually stopped releasing that fourth-level spiritual beast. Is this serious?"

Upon hearing Qin Fengming's words, Xiao Chengyan immediately exclaimed. He knew that he had a powerful spiritual weapon with him, and the other party had such a powerful helper and didn't use it. Could it be that the monk opposite was sick?

"What fellow Taoist said is true. When Wei fights with fellow Taoist, he will not release the spiritual beast again."

Seeing what the other party said so clearly, Xiao Chengyan's eyes narrowed, and with a gloomy look on his face, he stopped talking and clasped his hands in fists, waiting for the competition to begin.

Without the threat of the fourth-level monster, the old man surnamed Xiao was secretly happy at this time, but he secretly said in his heart: "You said you don't need spiritual beasts, so don't blame me for being ruthless, as long as I use my methods. If you do it all, you will be asked to bow your head and admit defeat in an instant."

As the Chengdan cultivator's gesture of competition fell, Xiao Chengyan's spiritual shield was activated and at the same time, he moved his hand and immediately took the imitation Nine Sons Chain Blade into his hand. He lifted it up and immediately lifted it into the air.

A burst of spiritual power shot onto the huge blade, and wherever the mind moved, the huge black blade quickly slashed forward. .

Just when his spiritual thoughts were sent out again, he suddenly discovered that the monk surnamed Wei standing opposite him had disappeared. He was shocked. After looking closely, he found that the monk was running rapidly towards the direction where he was standing.

Xiao Chengyan was aware of the swiftness of the opponent's movements. He was startled and immediately sent out his spiritual thoughts, trying to transform the opponent into a nine-handled blade to intercept the opponent.

But just when his spiritual thoughts were sent out, he suddenly discovered that a small object flashing red light had arrived ten feet in front of him.

Judging from the spiritual power fluctuations revealed by the red light, there is no doubt that this object is actually a spiritual weapon.

Xiao Chengyan tried to take out the spiritual weapon and intercept it, but it was already difficult to do so. In panic, he tried his best to mobilize the spiritual power in his body and quickly injected it into the spiritual shield in front of him. At the same time, spiritual thoughts were sent out, and the huge black blade shot back from a distance.

But just when his spiritual thoughts were sent out, the red light had already hit the protective shield in front of him.

"Duh"

A crisp sound sounded, and the red thing actually passed through the spiritual shield. In a flash, it circled around Xiao Chengyan. In a flash, it passed through the shield and flew back to the main place. The monk surnamed Wei disappeared from the sleeves of the suspended monk.

This process sounds lengthy, but actually happens in the blink of an eye.

When something like this happened on the high platform, the hundreds of monks watching the competition suddenly opened their mouths and stared blankly at the competition site. Not a word was uttered for a long time, and the scene seemed extremely quiet.

Xiao Qinghao and the others knew very well what was happening on the competition stage. When the monk who used the Nine Sons Chain Blade appeared, everyone knew what the monk named Wei was going to do.

As expected, what happened next was revealed in detail.

When Qin Fengming put away the spirit beast, the distance between him and Xiao Chengyan was already close to thirty feet. When the Chengdan cultivator issued the command, he had already fully activated his body skills and quickly moved forward a few feet, and then sacrificed the red spiritual weapon.

This spiritual weapon was very powerful, and it penetrated the opponent's shield in one move. Under the control of Qin Fengming's spiritual thoughts, it just rotated around behind the old man, and then retracted itself into the storage ring.

At this time, Xiao Chengyan, who was standing on the spot, still didn't believe that he, a monk at the peak of foundation building, had already been defeated by the monk from the opposite side who was in the middle stage of foundation building before he could activate the treasure.

He stared blankly with no sparkle in his eyes. He stared at Qin Fengming and could not say a word for a long time.