Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

Suddenly seeing Chiyo Zhenyi stop, not knowing who he was communicating with, everyone present was shocked.

Just when everyone was confused, suddenly, a dull roar of "Boom!~~" was transmitted to the cave again. The roar resounded loudly, and the forbidden fluorescent light in the cave flickered, causing the earth to tremble.

"Hey, which fellow Taoist is here? The attack is even stronger than the one I used to knock down the door." Qianyo Zhenyi had just finished transmitting the message when a loud roar sounded outside the cave, making him sigh. Make a sound.

Hearing the sudden roar, everyone in the cave did not scream in surprise as before.

There is a Mahayana being here, and everyone feels very calm. Even if the person coming is a Mahayana person, there will be no danger to everyone.

"It's okay, you guys go and see which fellow Taoist is here. Hahaha, I think that fellow Taoist is here to collect materials, but this time I let him down. I got there first."

Seeing the solemn expressions on the faces of the man and woman who had previously welcomed him into the cave, Chiyo Zhenyi chuckled, waved his hand and spoke calmly.

As he spoke, the smile on his face couldn't help but burst into laughter.

The two of them did not dare to neglect, bowed and hurried out of the cave.

At this moment, the three major merchant alliance monks felt unspeakably aggrieved. They never thought that there would be so many disasters at this exchange meeting. The terrifying Mahayana monks came again and again.

Although they were very unhappy in their hearts, no one dared to show any signs of it.

Qiandai Zhenyi has not yet completed negotiations with Qin Fengming, so he will not leave. But he didn't look at Qin Fengming, but looked at the entrance of the cave.

Although he is a Mahayana existence, he has not really relaxed.

Mahayana does not mean a stable existence. There are also intrigues among the Mahayana people, and there are many plots against each other. They fight against each other no less than monks in other realms.

It's just that the battles between Mahayana usually take place in wild places and rarely in places where people gather.

The reason why we often fight in inaccessible places is because there are some heavenly materials and earthly treasures used by Mahayana beings in those wild places.

If they are not Mahayana from the same realm and meet in a wild land, the possibility of fighting with each other will naturally be great.

It is to summon the Mahayana from the same realm to surround and kill the opponent.

It is also extremely possible.

Stealing the treasures of heaven and earth from other people's realms is extremely taboo. As long as they meet, it will be an earth-shattering battle.

Before long, the two monks who left accompanied a middle-aged monk with a gloomy face into the cave.

This man was middle-aged, and his whole body was filled with a vague aura of monsters. His face looked very hazy in the mist, but as he approached the cave, his face gradually became clear.

There is nothing unusual about this middle-aged man's appearance, he looks very ordinary, but his eyes are bright and sweeping, and a powerful aura emerges in his eyes that makes people dare not look directly.

Mahayana, this middle-aged monk is also a Mahayana, and he is also a demon race Mahayana being.

"Haha, Fellow Taoist must be here to collect materials. But there may be no materials that Fellow Daoist needs here." Looking at the visitor, Chiyo Zhenyi said with an indifferent expression and said with a smile.

He didn't call the other person by his last name, so naturally he didn't know who the other person was.

The spirit world is extremely vast. It is said to have hundreds of realms, but in fact it is more than the number of hundred realms. Although there are many realms where no monks exist, there are also many realms where monks exist.

It can be said that in every domain, there will be Mahayana beings in charge. Even if there is no Mahayana, it will inevitably be merged into the realm of Mahayana and be governed by it.

In such a large area of ​​spiritual world, even Mahayana people are unfamiliar with many of them.

"Humph, you are fellow Taoist Qiandai from the Donglai realm. I didn't expect that fellow Taoist arrived at this exchange meeting earlier than Feng." As soon as the middle-aged monk entered the cave hall, his eyes immediately locked on the person standing in the cave. Chiyo Zhenyi's eyes flashed slightly, he snorted softly, and his tone was equally calm.

What surprised Chiyo Zhenyoshi was that this fellow man could actually recognize him at a glance.

"It seems like you and I are meeting for the first time. It's a bit surprising that fellow Taoist can recognize me. Well, fellow daoist calls himself Feng, and he is a demon cultivator. Could it be that fellow daoist is Feng Ying from Wanze Realm? Fellow Taoist Feng?" Qiandai Zhenyi's eyes narrowed and his brows furrowed slightly. Suddenly, the look on his face changed, and he hurriedly said a name.

"What fellow Taoist said is true, it is Feng." The middle-aged monk's eyes were a little cold. He glanced at the young man in front of him, and a faint aura of pressure was released.

Although this aura was weak, Chiyo Zhenyi, who was originally very calm, suddenly changed his expression, and a ball of green mist suddenly enveloped his body.

"Fellow Daoist Feng, this is the Lingxiang Realm. Could it be that Fellow Daoist wants to take action here?" Qiandai Zhenyi's figure was wrapped in the protective spiritual light, and his expression suddenly became solemn.

As a Mahayana being, he certainly knows that there are some extremely powerful beings in the spiritual world at this time. Although he has never seen his true appearance, his name has long been known to all Mahayana people.

This Fengying Demon Lord is a demon cultivator in Wanze Realm. Its strength is indescribable, and its understanding of the law of wind has reached an extremely deep level. In terms of strength in the entire spiritual world, this Fengying Demon Lord can be ranked among the top fifty.

Although the number of the top fifty seems to be large, you must know that those who can enter the top fifty are all beings who have some strength to ascend to the upper world.

Although this probability may not be high, it is obviously much stronger than the unranked Mahayana.

Although Chiyo Zhenyi also considers himself to be extraordinary, he still does not have the courage to challenge the Mahayana who are ranked in the top fifty.

Suddenly knowing that the middle-aged Mahayana in front of him was Feng Ying Yao Zun, Chiyo Zhenyi felt uneasy in his heart.

"Of course I don't know how to do it, but Feng exchanged a few pieces of materials for fellow Taoist, I guess fellow daoist Qiandai wouldn't refuse, right?" Demon Lord Feng Ying looked at Qiandai Zhenyi, his expression did not change at all, and his tone remained calm. , but anyone can hear the words, which actually contain some threats.

Everyone present was not ignorant, and when they heard the two men's exchanges, they all felt frightened in their hearts.

Naturally, everyone does not know anything about the existence of the Mahayana, but everyone is an active-minded person. Of course, I can tell that this newly arrived Mahayana being should be very famous in the spiritual world. Even Chiyo Zhenyi seems to be afraid of the other party.

"Okay, I, Chiyo Zhenyi, will exchange ten pieces of materials for fellow Taoist, but fellow daoist needs to hand over 200,000 top-quality spiritual stones." Without much hesitation, Chiyo Zhenyi nodded and agreed to what the middle-aged man said.

The opponent's strength is unpredictable, so Chiyo Zhenyi naturally does not want to have a real conflict with him.

What he said just now must have made this demon clan Mahayana feel unhappy. The offer of exchange at this time was just to relieve the grievances just now.

However, Chiyo Zhenyi did not want to bow too low, so he stated the exchange conditions.

Twenty thousand top-quality spiritual stones, exchanged for a precious material, can only be said to be neither high nor low.

However, as time slowly passes, the prices of those items will increase rapidly. In a few hundred years, even one hundred thousand top-quality spiritual stones would not be exchanged for even one piece.