Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

After hearing what the middle-aged man named Ye said, everyone present stopped talking. Because everyone who has tested Broken Sword has already made a judgment, and it is indeed consistent with what the middle-aged man named Ye said.

If this residual treasure could be refined, its power would be no worse than an ordinary imitation spiritual treasure.

Seeing that no one asked any more questions, the middle-aged monk smiled slightly and said again: "Now, this item from the Immortal Realm is officially auctioned. The base price is 100,000 high-grade spiritual stones. Each increase in price must not be less than 20,000 high-grade spiritual stones. Start bidding now.”

One hundred thousand high-grade spiritual stones. If one high-grade spiritual stone is exchanged for hundreds of mid-grade spiritual stones, that would be tens of millions of mid-grade spiritual stones.

Such a number of spirit stones is definitely a large amount for the Infant Transformation Monk or the Gathering Monk.

But in the eyes of most theosophical monks, it is not so difficult to accept.

Therefore, this auction is only for the cultivators from the Realm of Spirituality who came to participate in the bidding.

However, for a long time after the middle-aged man surnamed Ye finished speaking, no one opened his mouth to bid. The scene fell into silence for a moment.

Looking at all the spiritual cultivators present, the middle-aged man surnamed Ye did not show any signs of urgency.

He knew in his heart that the price of this remnant treasure would not be less than two million high-grade spiritual stones. No one spoke at this time because they didn't want to get involved in the first place.

"Half a million high-grade spiritual stones!" A dozen breaths later, a cry rang out from the crowd at the side.

Everyone looked at it intently, and they were all a little surprised, because the person bidding was actually a peak assembly monk who looked to be only in his twenties.

This young man's face can be described as handsome, his body is thin, and he wears a wide-banded robe, wrapped in a layer of faint gray light, blocking other people's consciousness. Although the young man's clothes looked nondescript, they gave people a strange impression.

His voice was a little hoarse, and it didn't seem to match his face.

"Hey, this monk turned out to be a woman disguised as a man. And his cultivation level is already at the peak of divine connection." Just when Qin Fengming saw the auction start, Chuanyin Fang Liang got up and walked towards the place of departure. When the space exited, his consciousness subconsciously glanced at the young man bidding, and Qin Fengming's heart suddenly moved.

That young man was not a male cultivator in the realm of aggregation at all, but a female cultivator disguised as a man. Moreover, his cultivation level has reached the peak of divine connection.

There are many female cultivators who disguise themselves as men and enter the world of immortality.

This female cultivator not only disguised herself as a male cultivator, but also covered her cultivation level with a mysterious piece of clothing, revealing that she had lowered herself to a higher level.

The clothes worn by the female cultivator were very extraordinary, and they even had some magical effects.

Even for an early Xuan-level monk, it would be difficult to see through the true nature of the female cultivator at first glance.

Qin Fengming only paused for a moment, and without stopping, Qin Fengming and Fang Liang left the auction space directly.

Regarding Qin Fengming's sudden departure, the spiritual cultivators around him were all curious.

Obviously, it can be said that Qin Fengming is the only one who can make Broken Sword most likely to exert its full power. Not everyone can easily imprison the Broken Sword.

Not only the monks were surprised, but also Fang Liang was very puzzled when he heard Qin Fengming's message saying that there was no need to bid for this remnant treasure.

Although this wind and thunder sword is a remnant treasure, it does not need to be sacrificed. It can release such power just by relying on its own breath, which makes Fang Liang feel very happy.

Qin Fengming actually gave up such a thing. This was something that Fang Liang had never encountered before.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, there is something strange in that remnant treasure. It's better for you and me not to get involved." Qin Fengming saw the doubts in Fang Liang's conscience and spoke directly through the message as soon as he left the auction hall.

Qin Fengming didn't say clearly what was strange inside, but Fang Liang couldn't help but feel shocked when he saw that Qin Fengming still looked dignified until now.

"Okay, I won't bid for that broken sword."

Fang Liang did not ask for details, but he was sure that the young monk must have noticed something hidden on the broken sword that he did not dare to touch.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, Qin needs to go to Sanglin Island once. This time it may take several years. You can stay in Duanshan City and receive the proceeds from the auction. If I haven't returned yet after the Ten Thousand Islands Sea Trial starts, please send a message. Let me know."

It will definitely not be a short time to go to Sanglin Island to participate in the refining of elixirs to attack the Mahayana. Qin Fengming is not sure whether it will take eight years.

"Okay, then Fang will activate the communication board and notify his friends." Fang Liang did not ask any more questions, but solemnly agreed.

It was true that Qin Fengming was moved by the broken sword. But when he tested the broken sword before, he sensed a very strange aura from the spiritual pattern induction injected into it.

That aura contained a ray of divine soul energy, and it was also a ray of conscious divine soul energy.

Although it was extremely indifferent, Qin Fengming still felt it.

That ray of consciousness seems to be sleeping and has not been completely released.

It was precisely because he sensed that very strange aura that he quickly evacuated the spiritual pattern and quickly moved away from the broken sword.

He had a feeling that the soul consciousness hidden in the broken sword was definitely a terrifying existence.

Although he was curious, Qin Fengming did not dare to break the seal of the broken sword.

Curiosity killed the cat. He didn't want to seek death for no reason and be killed by the terrifying existence hidden in the broken sword.

Sanglin Island is located in the deep sea of ​​Miwang Sea tens of millions of miles northeast of Duanshan City.

It is true that it is deep in the Miwang Sea, but for the vast Miwang Sea, tens of millions of miles away, it can only be regarded as a marginal place. And it’s still an extremely marginalized place.

Qin Fengming came out of Duanshan City and activated the Xuanfeng Aotian Technique at full speed.

He was extremely excited about the elixir that had a profound impact on the Mahayana. If he could obtain the elixir, it would definitely be a rare opportunity for him.

Of course, it is still quite dangerous for him to take Xuanling Pill at this time.

Even if he has a Five Dragon physique, he would not dare to swallow the pills taken by the monks in the Mysterious Spirit Realm unscrupulously. Because those pills not only contain majestic vitality energy, but also have rich soul energy.

At the beginning, he had taken the semi-finished product of Mahayana elixir.

Although the energy content of the semi-finished product is less than 10% of the finished product, which is not much different from the Xuanling elixir, it is almost too much for Qin Fengming to bear.

Qin Fengming had done such a dangerous thing before, so naturally he would not do it again.

But Qin Fengming knew very well what it would mean if he could get an accurate elixir prescription for Xuanjie Impact Mahayana.

That means inexhaustible wealth.

As long as he can refine it, he will no longer be short of top-quality spiritual stones in the future.

Standing on a vast island, Qin Fengming released his spiritual consciousness and explored the large island that covered tens of thousands of miles in radius. His face became solemn for a moment.