Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

"Ah, no!" At the same time that Qin Fengming created a forbidden spirit pattern, the middle-aged monk named Ye, who had a calm expression, suddenly shouted quickly.

As he spoke, his figure quickly retreated away.

At the same time, the remaining two monks who were about to wait for Qin Fengming to finish testing the broken sword, and they also tested it, when the sound of shouting suddenly started, their expressions also changed suddenly, their bodies flashed, and they also quickly retreated out. .

Qin Fengming was the only one left standing on the huge auction stage.

He stared at the dagger that suddenly shone with green light in the air, feeling a terrifying breath of wind blades that was like a golden sword sweeping past, and a dull sound of thunder that seemed to resound in the ears of the spirit. Qin Fengming's body He stood still and did not move at all.

The power of divine consciousness that frightened the test monk just now was not revealed under the impact of his terrifying divine consciousness.

The terrifying dazzling green light appeared quickly, but disappeared just as quickly.

The moment Qin Fengming successfully manipulated the forbidden talisman to touch the body of the Broken Sword, the dazzling green light that was originally ignited suddenly retreated and fell silent.

The body of the broken sword that was buzzing and trembling became even more motionless. The wind blades and low thunder sounds that were originally radiating out suddenly disappeared.

"Impossible, fellow Taoist, you are actually able to completely imprison this broken sword."

Looking at the motionless broken sword that was more than a foot long in the air, the middle-aged monk named Ye, who knew that the broken sword was powerful, suddenly changed his expression and couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise.

After the auction house accepted this broken sword, a city lord from Broken Mountain City who was in charge of the auction house personally inspected it. Even with the power of Xuan Ling's later stage, he could not completely imprison the broken sword.

Although the middle-aged man surnamed Ye just stopped the broken sword from escaping quickly, he only confined it within a certain range and did not completely seal it.

Even so, he managed to achieve this by using a series of confinement techniques specially developed by the city lord.

At this moment, although the restriction on the stone platform also has a strong sealing power on the broken sword, it still cannot make the broken sword completely immobile.

However, what was revealed in front of everyone at this time was a broken sword that was motionless.

Although the fluorescence is still flashing, the terrifying sound of wind, thunder and the compelling aura no longer exist.

In such a situation, how could the middle-aged man named Ye not be shocked.

There are thousands of monks present at this moment. Although their cultivation levels are different, they are all smart and intelligent people.

Seeing this scene, no one could have guessed that this young-looking monk had easily imprisoned the remnant treasure that might have come from the immortal world.

As long as it can be imprisoned and spent a period of time, it can be completely refined. In the end it became a powerful magic weapon for myself.

"Fellow Taoist, you are serious. This powerful thing cannot be easily imprisoned. At this moment, it is just a spiritual pattern that I sacrificed that caused it to stagnate for a moment." When Qin Fengming said this, he was motionless. The broken sword suddenly trembled again, and the sound of wind and thunder was louder than before.

After Qin Fengming finished speaking, his figure quickly crossed the stone platform.

Without bothering to speak to Qin Fengming who was leaving the stone platform, the middle-aged figure named Ye flashed over, and the forbidden energy in his hand flashed out again, and he quickly imprisoned the broken sword in mid-air again.

The eyes of the thousands of monks present did not look at the middle-aged Ye Xing who was performing the technique this time, but were firmly fixed on Qin Fengming who was returning quickly.

Although everyone was surprised that the young monk in front of them could easily imprison the broken sword, what they wanted to know more was whether this broken sword really came from the Miluo Realm.

"This fellow Taoist's methods are really amazing. I am ashamed of myself, but I don't know if you can be sure that the half-broken sword is really a thing from the immortal world?"

Among the crowd, an old man who was not far away from Qin Fengming stood up, raised his fists towards Qin Fengming, and asked politely for advice.

The old man's cultivation level was only in the middle stage of spiritual connection, so he did not step forward to test it.

However, when facing Qin Fengming, he didn't show any restraint.

Upon hearing the old man's question, thousands of monks present immediately shut up, and the entire square fell silent. Everyone wanted to hear Qin Fengming's opinion.

Qin Fengming had a solemn look on his face, looking at the broken sword that was still trembling and struggling on the auction table, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and there was a look of thought in his eyes.

After more than a dozen breaths, his expression changed and he stopped looking serious and thoughtful.

"This broken sword and remnant treasure must have come from the Miluo Realm, because the spiritual patterns sealed on the sword body can not be arranged by my monks in the spiritual world, and the broken edge of the broken sword has a layer of Wrapped in a strange aura, Qin sensed the breath of the Thunder Bamboo from that place. Just imagine that the rumored Thunder Bamboo has ever appeared on our interface?"

Qin Fengming looked around and spoke slowly.

When everyone heard Qin Fengming's words, most of their faces flashed with excitement. Some are suddenly enlightened, and although some are still a little confused, there is not much left.

Even those who were testing were nodding with confidence at this moment.

Although they did not sense the aura of Ben Lei Bamboo, they had personally experienced the power of the spirit patterns on the sword body. It was extremely powerful and was not comparable to those improved spirit patterns in the spirit world.

"Hahaha, fellow Taoists, you all have no objections to the origin of this Wind and Thunder Sword remnant treasure passed down from the Miluo Realm. Now, at the official auction, the low price of 100,000 high-grade spiritual stones will increase every time. Twenty thousand high-grade spiritual stones, we can start now.”

Seeing that everyone no longer doubted the provenance of the broken sword, the middle-aged man surnamed Ye laughed and decided to start the auction.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, wait a minute. I want to know why Senior Xuanling, who is in Duanshan City at the moment, has not shown up to participate in this auction for such an artifact from the Immortal Family?"

Just as the middle-aged man named Ye finished speaking, an old man suddenly spoke up.

The old man's words made everyone present once again pay attention to the middle-aged man named Ye, waiting for his answer.

If this remnant treasure belongs to the Immortal Family, it’s really puzzling why no one is tempted by those powerful Xuanlings.

Hearing the old man's words, Qin Fengming didn't care. Because he already knew the reason, that is, it is true that this residual treasure belongs to the Immortal family, but its power, even if it is refined, will not be of much help to the people of Xuanling. Even compared to Xuanling monks getting some magic weapons, it may not be as good as it is.

It's really not of much use to fight for it.

"What Wu Daoyou said is absolutely true. The reason for this is that Ye did not explain that this treasure was originally an unsold item in Senior Xuanling's auction two years ago. After all the powerful experts took a look at it, none of them were interested in getting it. Because of its effectiveness, it can be said that it can only help people with lower cultivation levels than us. If we have the cultivation level to obtain it and successfully sacrifice it, it will be stronger than our own destiny."

The words of the middle-aged man named Ye were almost exactly what Qin Fengming was thinking.