Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

Qin Fengming stood beside the stone platform, looking at the situation in front of him, his heart became extremely peaceful.

This stone platform restriction is a magic circle that gathers energy. At this moment, the gathered energy is scattered wildly, which is naturally an extremely bad thing for the magic circle.

"Buzz!" A rapid buzz sounded, and an extremely huge mist suddenly spewed out from the stone platform. Like a volcano erupting, the fog instantly covered the entire area of ​​thousands of feet.

This mist contains extremely pure Yin energy and is extremely cold.

If you are a Chengdan cultivator, even if you are a ghost practitioner who falls into this gushing mist, you will most likely be instantly frozen by such cold Yin Qi energy.

The mist slowly dissipated, and the tall stone platform in front of Qin Fengming reappeared in front of him.

On the stone platform, there was no fog lingering at this moment, and the scenery above was clearly visible. Qin Fengming looked at the situation on the stone platform and did not move for a while.

This stone platform is obviously a place where a very mysterious altar is set up. There are very simple pillars standing on it, with some mysterious patterns carved on it. Dozens of giant cauldrons are placed around the stone platform. In the middle of the pillars and the huge cauldron, there is a stone collapse, with a lifelike statue sitting cross-legged on it.

Qin Fengming waited until most of the fog dissipated, then walked towards the altar.

He walked very carefully, and when he stepped on the first stone step, his heart became tense. Qin Fengming was still wary of this stone platform restriction.

Because he knew that he had not completely broken the restrictions on the stone platform, and he was not sure whether it would still be triggered.

What made Qin Fengming feel at ease was that the situation that happened when he touched the stone steps before did not happen.

Feeling relieved, Qin Fengming's steps did not stop, his body moved, and he soon climbed onto the tall altar.

Although Qin Fengming was convinced that the restrictions here no longer posed a threat to him, he still stood on the edge of the stone platform and did not enter the stone platform directly.

On the stone platform, the situation has changed somewhat. The four ghost monks who were previously tied to the stone pillars have now been released and are lying down on the stone platform.

The skeletons scattered all over the stone platform didn't seem to be any different and were still scattered around.

"Ah, Holy Lord Yin Luo! This statue is actually Holy Lord Yin Luo!"

Qin Fengming's eyes widened,

Looking at the stone collapse in the center of the stone platform, his expression suddenly changed. An extremely shocked exclamation suddenly resounded.

This is an extremely lifelike statue. If it weren't for the fact that there is no trace of life on the statue, Qin Fengming would definitely think that she is a real female cultivator.

When Qin Fengming fixed his eyes on the statue's extremely gorgeous face, his expression suddenly changed.

This is an extremely delicate and beautiful face. Although this is just a statue, the sparkling eyes and delicate facial features are so real.

Such a touching face, any monk who has seen it will remember it in his heart and will not forget it easily.

And Qin Fengming has seen this charming face more than once. It is none other than Saint Lord Yin Luo, one of the ten great ancestors of the real ghost world.

Back in the human world, Qin Fengming had an encounter with a soul clone of Holy Lord Yin Luo. The two fought with each other, fought, and even joined forces to fight against the enemy in a ruins.

In a dangerous place in the ghost world, Qin Fengming even took action to help a very mysterious clone of Holy Lord Yin Luo.

All kinds of experiences made Qin Fengming have a deep memory of the appearance of Holy Lord Yinluo.

At this moment, Qin Fengming suddenly saw that the face of the statue sitting on the stone collapse was the same as that of Holy Lord Yin Luo. Qin Fengming couldn't suppress the shock in his heart.

It is not that Qin Fengming has never encountered Mahayana practitioners who practice ghost techniques, but among those Mahayana beings, none of them would let their avatars appear in many lower interfaces like Holy Lord Yin Luo.

Looking at the statue of Holy Lord Yin Luo on the stone collapse, Qin Fengming locked his eyes tightly, as if he wanted to see some secrets from the statue.

Since Holy Lord Yin Luo has set up such a place here, it will naturally not be for nothing.

Qin Fengming was very careful about the methods of Holy Lord Yin Luo and did not dare to be careless. He stood on the edge of the stone platform, made a hand seal with his hands, and used the test runes again.

Half an hour later, Qin Fengming withdrew his talisman with a solemn expression and walked towards the stone platform.

The steps were steady and slow, almost stopping every step of the way.

When Qin Fengming came to the place where the bones were scattered, he stopped again and stood one foot away from the bones, with a look of thoughtfulness on his expression.

These skeletons are very well preserved, and each skeleton has not been damaged. Although the skeletons are on the ground in various postures, judging from their condition, you can still see the general situation of the corpses lying on the ground.

These skeletons were obviously not left over from the battle. To be precise, they should have been attacked and killed by the restrictions here.

After standing for a moment, Qin Fengming stepped forward, waved and put a storage ring in front of him into his hand.

The mana surged in the body, erasing the long-lost aura from the storage ring. His spiritual consciousness penetrated it, and a look of disappointment suddenly appeared on his face.

In this storage ring, there are only a few worthless weapon refining materials and a few Yin stones, as well as two magic weapons.

It was obvious that the owner of this storage ring was just a low-level Qi gathering monk.

Qin Fengming put a dozen storage rings in his hands, but after looking around, he only found thousands of Yin stones and not even a magic weapon.

Seeing such a situation, Qin Fengming was also very surprised. He didn't understand why so many low-level monks were killed at this altar.

Although there were not many belongings in these storage rings, Qin Fengming still put them away without missing a single one.

After a rough calculation, Qin Fengming discovered that he had found more than a thousand storage rings. There are so many storage rings, which shows that there are hundreds of monks who died here.

Collecting the items in the storage ring one by one made Qin Fengming feel happy.

The number of Yin stones in these storage rings actually reaches tens of millions, and there are also a lot of various precious materials.

Because there are more than a dozen storage rings among them, which are obviously belonging to the ghost king monks.

Although the magic weapons inside could not enter Qin Fengming's Dharma Eyes, Qin Fengming was extremely excited to obtain such a number of Yin Stones. It was considered a worthwhile trip.

After walking around the stone platform and seeing that there was nothing useful, Qin Fengming looked at the four ghost monks who had collapsed on the ground surrounded by skeletons.

The four of them, Liao Yuanshan, have been lying on the ground and have never woken up since Shitai banned the release of energy.

Although Qin Fengming did not pay too much attention to the four of them, he also knew that the four of them suddenly felt unwell and fainted because their mana was forcefully drained from their bodies.

Jumping around, Qin Fengming quickly arrived in front of the four of them.

But when Qin Fengming looked at the four people carefully, his expression showed surprise.

These four monks, including Cen Yu and Lin Feng, were actually very lifeless at this moment, and seemed to be on their deathbed.

Qin Fengming waved his hand to take the two people in front of him, and printed it on the two heavenly spirits. After a moment, he slowly placed the two of them on the ground again.

For these two people, the sea of ​​alchemy and sea of ​​consciousness in their bodies have been completely dried up and shriveled, with no possibility of recovery.

If it weren't for the trace of divine soul energy appearing on his body, he would be no different from a corpse.

Yi Lian and Liao Yuanshan were in a very different situation from these two people. Although they also fainted on the ground, the magic power in their bodies still appeared. It's just that both the soul aura and the mana fluctuations are extremely weak.

Seeing this, Qin Fengming was convinced that it was impossible for Cen Yu and Lin Feng to survive anymore, unless some monks gathered together and used their powerful essence to strongly stimulate their Danhai and Consciousness Sea, allowing them to regain their consciousness. Rejuvenate.

But such a thing is impossible. Even if there are aggregation monks here at the moment, no one is willing to waste their own essence to keep the two ghost king monks alive.

Seeing the two of them in such a state, Qin Fengming did not hesitate. With a wave of his hand, he immediately grabbed all the belongings from the two of them.

Qin Fengming has no psychological burden for such a thing that is about to become ownerless.

Looking at the two storage rings, Qin Fengming waved his hand and held a small disc with a green and black color in his hand. This disk is exactly the magic circle test object that Cen Yu once displayed.

Seeing the mysterious spiritual patterns appearing on the disk, Qin Fengming's heart suddenly trembled. On this disk, there was an aura that felt very familiar to him.

Looking at the disc in his hand, Qin Fengming was stunned for a moment.

After looking at the two cups of tea for a long time, Qin Fengming regained his expression. This disk was an extremely mysterious thing, and it was absolutely false, but he couldn't figure it out for the moment.

After waving the disk and putting it in his arms, Qin Fengming looked at Yi Lian and Liao Yuanshan. His eyes flickered, and he waved his hand to bring the two of them closer.

These two people were not in any danger of life. They just fainted due to the excessive consumption of mana and soul energy in their bodies. Qin Fengming did not hesitate, waved his hand and performed spells on the two of them.

As the energy poured in, the two of them didn't last long before they opened their eyes.

When the two of them woke up, their eyes showed great fear. After seeing the situation in front of them clearly, the two of them glanced at each other, stood up, bowed to Qin Fengming, and said words of gratitude.

The two of them had already figured out the previous situation and knew that they could survive because of the fault of the young monk in front of them.

The two of them spoke words of gratitude, but at the same time, deep in their eyes, there was great fear.

The reason for the panic in their hearts was that both of them had thought that the object that erupted with terrifying explosive energy just now was sacrificed by the young monk in front of them.

Although the terrifying explosion power did not sweep over the two of them, the scene revealed by the explosion was truly something they had never seen before. It can be said that the power displayed by the explosion only exists in the classics.

"Two fellow Taoists, you are really lucky to have survived. Now the two fellow Taoists can talk about what happened before." Qin Fengming looked at the two of them with a gloomy expression.

At this time, Qin Fengming was very curious. As infant monks, Cen Yu and Lin Feng basically perished here, but Yi Lian, who was only at the peak level of Cheng Dan, survived, and his condition seemed better than Liao Yuanshan. It seems even better.

Such a situation really made him feel incredible.

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