Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

After bidding farewell to Master Tianquan, Qin Fengming left the valley, identified the direction, and flew towards Shulu Palace.

Now that he knows the reason why it is difficult for him to advance, Qin Fengming knows that no matter how hard he works, he will not be able to break through the bottleneck of becoming an elixir. Taking advantage of the fact that he is still in Manghuang Mountain at this time, he might as well go to Shulu Palace and search for various classics in preparation. When needed.

At the same time, Sima Bo once said that the text in the book about the refining experience of the senior on refining imitation spiritual treasures that Sima Bo gave him was a unique text of an ancient tribe, and there is an introduction to that type of text in the Shulu Palace.

The last time Qin Fengming went to Shulu Palace, he was only looking for books about the hidden spirit root, and did not deliberately search for books about ancient characters. This time, the main thing is to search carefully.

At the same time, Qin Fengming had a feeling in his heart. He always felt that if he left Manghuang Mountain this time, he might never be able to return here again in this life.

Although this feeling is extremely weak, Qin Fengming really felt it. And it lingered in his mind.

If he fails to advance to the realm of Chengdan, he will definitely lose favor in the eyes of the five great monks of Manghuang Mountain. At that time, everyone will look down upon him. Qin Fengming will not stay for such an unbearable thing. In Manghuang Mountain.

Returning to Shulu Hall again, the person who received Qin Fengming was still the monk surnamed Chengdan. Seeing Qin Fengming return, his expression was even gloomier than when he left. He thought he had hit a wall with Master Tianquan, so he comforted him a little. Asked Qin Fengming for a while.

Qin Fengming would not explain to the monk surnamed Chen, but gave him a thousand spiritual stones again and asked the monk surnamed Chen to teleport to the rooms with various skills one by one. Searched carefully.

Finally, he returned to the old man surnamed Chen with hundreds of classics in his arms. After delivering five thousand spirit stones again, he actually made copies of hundreds of classics.

Seeing Qin Fengming leaving, the old man surnamed Chen who was stationed at Shulu Hall was also greatly shocked.

Those classics were not very precious things. I never thought that the young master would spend thousands of spiritual stones to copy them all. This kind of thing has never happened to him since he was stationed at Shulu Palace.

Qin Fengming would not pay attention to the surprise of the old man surnamed Chen. Qin Fengming, who returned to the cave, was sitting on the rock with his eyes slightly closed and his expression extremely calm. But my heart was in turmoil.

Qin Fengming had to make careful plans for his future cultivation.

Although the incident of the five-dragon body was a huge blow to Qin Fengming, it did not stop Qin Fengming's desire to advance. When he was ten years old, he fell from a cliff and was lucky to survive. Then he accidentally fell into a cave and killed a python by luck. Kill, accidentally eat the red fruit and live.

After that, he entered Luoxia Valley and wandered around in the rivers and lakes. Although he didn't encounter anything extremely dangerous, he still narrowly escaped death when he first met the immortal cultivator.

After joining the world of cultivating immortals, he was surrounded by thorns and wandered in front of the gate of hell several times until Qin Fengming went through all kinds of hardships and came to Manghuang Mountain alone and was accepted as a disciple by five great monks.

All of this was borne by him silently, and no one shared the slightest burden for Qin Fengming.

Qin Fengming has faced life and death several times, and has passed it safely. This time facing the body of the five dragons, although Qin Fengming was at a loss at the beginning, after careful consideration, Qin Fengming no longer had much to worry about.

I think if it hadn't been for his elder brother Qin Xiang to enlist in the army and rescue the commander on the battlefield by chance, Qin Xiang would not have been able to become a general, let alone Qin Fengming to leave the small mountain village and enter Luoxia Valley.

If Yicheng hadn't gone home to visit relatives later, he wouldn't have killed the monk named Zhang from the Blood Refining Sect, and he wouldn't have been able to come into contact with the immortal cultivation techniques, let alone enter the Luoxia Sect.

If Qin Fengming hadn't entered the Luoxia Sect and learned the art of refining weapons, there would have been no future refining of talismans. Not to mention the various adventures in the ancient battlefield.

Without these, he would no longer have the peak foundation-building cultivation at this time.

All of these are the results of Qin Fengming's various adventures.

If there had been no chance encounter, Qin Fengming would have been living a hard life hunting in the Qin Family Village in Daliang Kingdom.

Although the body of the five dragons is insurmountable, there may not be a solution in the huge world of immortality. If he just blames others and blames others without making progress, more than a hundred years later, Qin Fengming can only sit back and wait for death.

After understanding this section, Qin Fengming suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes flashed with light, swept away the original gloomy look, and cheered up again.

At this time, Qin Fengming had already made up his mind to travel all over famous mountains and rivers in search of any opportunity to advance. At this time, the first thing to do is to prepare for the Tianyan Mountain Range.

With Qin Fengming's cultivation at this time, participating in the opening of Tianyan Mountain Range once every five hundred years, it seems that his cultivation is a bit low. Facing thousands of monks at the stage of becoming an alchemy, there is no difference between a foundation-building monk entering the Tianyan Mountains and seeking death on his own.

Regarding this point, Qin Fengming didn't have much to worry about. With the help of the talisman, he could completely eliminate this disadvantage. This time Master Daoyan had given Qin Fengming two advanced spells.

One is the turtle shell talisman, and the other is the broken mountain talisman.

Although Qin Fengming did not know the power of these two talismans, it can be seen from the intermediate and high-level Sheyang Talisman that the power of these two talismans is absolutely astonishing. As long as Qin Fengming can prepare these two kinds of talismans, Qin Fengming will be able to escape the trip to the Tianyan Mountains with full confidence.

At this time, there were still years left before the fifteen-year appointment with Master Sima Bo. Within this year, Qin Fengming relied on dozens of skins of fifth- and sixth-level monsters given by his master, Master Daomin. , but he is confident that he can refine a lot of these two kinds of talismans.

As for several other skills, they were of little help during this trip to the Tianyan Mountains.

With his current state of cultivation, it is not possible to make a breakthrough in puppets and formations, and to refine puppets and formations that can threaten the realm of Chengdan.

After making up his mind, Qin Fengming no longer hesitated, gathered his mind, and after adjusting his state, Qin Fengming devoted himself to refining the talisman.

There was silence outside Qin Fengming's cave. Ever since Qin Fengming entered the cave, except for the first three years when he occasionally went out, he never came out again in the following few years. Not even a single monk passed by this place.

Summer passes and winter comes, flowers bloom and fall, and time slowly passes while Qin Fengming refines the talisman.

At this time, the world of cultivating immortals was even more lively, and everyone was fully preparing for the Three Realms War that would begin decades later. The mutual hunting among the monks has intensified several times compared to before.

Regarding these, Qin Fengming, who is in retreat, does not care at all.

When the leaves in the mountain forest outside Qin Fengming's Cave fell eight times, the wind was gentle and the sun was shining brightly. In the lush mountain forest, the trees were rippling, and a young man wearing a light blue gown appeared out of thin air. With a wave of his hand, he took several array flags into his hand, then turned around and flew towards the mountains in the distance.

This young monk is none other than Qin Fengming, who has been in seclusion here for fifteen years.