Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

"Hey, why are these two fellow Taoists stopping here? Are they here to look for Mr. Qin?"

Before Qin Fengming reached the entrance of the temporary cave, he saw two spiritual monks stopping in front of the door. There was a look of helplessness on the two people's faces, and they seemed to be in a state of embarrassment.

Seeing the two people's expressions like this, Qin Fengming's heart moved and he immediately spoke.

"Fellow Taoist is fellow Taoist Qin. This is really great. The two of us were ordered by the Lord of the City to come here to invite fellow Taoist. The Lord didn't say why, but he just said that he saw fellow daoist. You know it .”

The leader, a middle-level cultivator of theosophy, gave Qin Fengming a fist and said with a look of joy on his face. His tone seemed very polite. Although he didn't use the courtesy of a junior, his attitude was surprisingly good.

Previously, the two of them received a message from the city lord himself, asking them to go to Cave No. 3000 to invite a monk.

The two of them were a little surprised when they received the message. As Jianlongcheng monks, they naturally knew that although Cave No. 3000 was within the residential area of ​​the Tongshen and Xuanling monks, this cave was actually different from other caves, and Tongshen monks generally rarely competed for this cave.

The two of them, the Theosophy cultivators, were asked to come to Cave No. 3000 to invite one of them, which made the two of them think a little more.

How can a person who can let the Lord of Jianlong City personally send a message to invite him can be an ordinary existence. Even Xuanling monks have never seen the city lord who has always been in seclusion personally invite him.

It seems that although this psychic being lives in Cave No. 3000, his origin must be extraordinary.

The fact that the city lord's personal instructions can be directly transmitted to the ears of these two people already shows that this matter is extremely important. The two of them were able to receive the personal message from the Lord of the City, which made them extremely happy.

You know, there are hundreds of spiritual cultivators in Jianlong City, and there are twenty or thirty cultivators in the late stage and at the peak of spiritual cultivating. The city lord can remember their names and directly order them to do things. This is not something ordinary monks can encounter.

The two of them had the same idea of ​​being polite to the person they invited.

"Thank you two fellow Taoists. Please lead the way to see the Lord of the City." Qin Fengming agreed immediately without any hesitation.

It seems that the city lord they were talking about was not Deputy City Lord Yang.

Although Qin Fengming had worries in his heart, his mood was very stable. No matter who it is, for the sake of the third-turn five-yuan divine elixir, they will be respectful to him.

A tall mountain peak stands in front of you,

A very grand and tall palace is located on the top of a high mountain.

This palace is not independent, but is connected by five halls. Each hall is tall and majestic, showing a majestic appearance.

Qin Fengming heard that there have always been only five city lords in Dragon City. It seems that these five halls should be the retreat and training places for the five city lords.

The three people stopped, and the tall palace in the center was in front of them.

"Reporting to the Lord of the City, Du Huo and Sun Xun have come to return their orders. They have already invited fellow Taoist Qin." Two psychics stepped forward, rushed to the door of the main hall, bowed and spoke.

"Very good, the two deacons can leave. Fellow Daoist Qin, please enter the main hall to speak." A very soft female voice suddenly sounded from the main hall. The sound was not loud, but it was heard very clearly in the ears.

The female voice was a little soft, as if coming from a distant place. But the sound had a strange and refreshing feeling. Just by hearing the sound, Qin Fengming felt a sense of freshness suddenly wrap around his body.

Female cultivator, this city lord is actually a female cultivator.

Qin Fengming had a look of surprise on his face, hugged his fists at the two theosophy monks, and walked towards the door of the main hall.

Before Qin Fengming could raise his hand, the tall and heavy palace door suddenly opened softly without any sound.

As soon as Qin Fengming entered the hall, a faint fragrance slowly floated from the hall. The fragrance fills the air, and a sense of clarity suddenly arises in my mind, as if I have suddenly entered a fresh and cool secluded dense forest from a hot environment.

Qin Fengming quickly gathered his mind and looked in front of him.

What I saw upon entering was not the vast hall in my impression, but as if I had suddenly entered a valley full of rare flowers and plants.

Clusters of flowers and plants grow all around, huge rocks are scattered among them, a stream flows slowly in the gravel river, and some small fish only a few inches long wander freely in the stream.

Covered by shrubs, the walls of the hall in the impression were not visible at all.

Along a narrow path, Qin Fengming walked forward among flowers, plants and shrubs, stepped on a small wooden bridge, and saw a wide pavilion with carved beams and painted pillars in front of him.

In the pavilion, there is the Eight Immortals table, and in addition, there is a spacious wooden couch.

At this moment, there was a female cultivator sitting cross-legged on the wooden couch.

This female cultivator was wearing an apricot-yellow gauze skirt, her hair was tied up in high curls, and she did not wear anything decorative. Judging from her appearance, she is in her thirties, and her appearance is definitely ordinary among the beauties in the world of immortality.

But he was sitting cross-legged on the wooden couch, with no aura in his body, just like a mortal.

However, a faint light suddenly flashed in the female cultivator's eyes, and she looked at Qin Fengming. Qin Fengming suddenly felt a strange feeling all over his body, and a cold feeling swept through his heart.

A sense of panic suddenly swept through Qin Fengming's body. This female cultivator actually practiced an extremely weird spiritual power. And it is also a kind of spiritual eye magical power that seems to be able to produce attack effects.

Qin Fengming's mind raced, and he immediately thought of a magical power: the magical power of the Ningshuang Celestial Eye. The city lord of Jianlong City was not only a female cultivator, but also a terrifying person who cultivated the magical power of Ningshuang Celestial Eye.

Not everyone can practice the magical power of Ningshuang Celestial Eye. Only cultivators with cold vein body can practice it.

Like the monks of the Dream Eye Body who practice Thousand Illusion Eyes, they are both special beings who practice the magical power of their eyes. It is also a heaven-defying magical power that can only be cultivated by special monks.

No wonder this female cultivator was able to become the city lord of Jianlong City. The magical power of the Ningshuang Celestial Eye alone was enough to stand out from the crowd.

Although Qin Fengming's cultivation level is far different from that of the female cultivators, the level of his soul is not very different from that of the female cultivators.

However, under the gaze of the female cultivator, he still felt a cold drop of water on his body, which was enough to know how terrifying his frost-condensing Celestial Eye was.

He can be sure that if he fights with the female cultivator, they won't need to use other secret magic weapons at all. Just using the magical power of the Frost Celestial Eye will be enough to make him sit back and wait for death, without the ability to fight back.

"Junior pays homage to Senior Fairy!" Qin Fengming was shocked in his heart. Before he could walk into the pavilion, Qin Fengming had already bowed and bowed in obedience.

"Fellow Taoist, please sit down and talk." The cold aura in her eyes just appeared, and the female cultivator's eyes disappeared from that cold and strange aura. The figure stood up and the words came out.

Regarding the young man in front of her, the female cultivator was slightly moved. Although she didn't use all her power to activate her divine eyes just now, just that glance was enough to make the early Xuan Ling monk unprepared and unsteady.

But the young monk's eyes only changed suddenly, and his body didn't show any abnormalities at all.

Qin Fengming saw the female cultivator actually stood up to greet her, but did not show any excitement. He has faced quite a few cultivators at the top of Xuanling, including Mahayana beings. He has never placed himself in an inferior position in front of powerful beings.