Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

The child threw aside a handful of colorful flowers, and then he happily picked a red flower again. Only this time, he stopped just after picking.

He looked at the flowers in his hand and seemed to be thinking. After that, he suddenly changed. He no longer picked flowers when he saw them, but only picked bright red flowers.

After a while, a handful of fiery red flowers appeared in his little hand.

The child stared at a pair of lively eyes, looking at the flowers in his hand, and then at a cluster of flowers in the distance. There was hesitation in his bright eyes, as if he was not satisfied with what he picked.

He waved his hand and placed the flower on a rock, jumping happily towards the cluster of red flowers in the distance.

This time, he picked three flowers of the same plant. Although the flowers of other plants nearby were also red, the children did not pick them.

After picking the red flowers here, the child stood on a rock, turned his dark eyes, and began to look around.

Soon, he discovered that among the flowers and grass in the distance, there were two identical flowers in his hand. A look of joy suddenly appeared on his little face. Climbing down the rock, jumping towards the red flowers in the distance...

As time goes by, although the child has not grown a bit, his movements have become more agile, he no longer stumbles when running, and his body has become lighter. The rocks no longer have to be climbed up and down, but can be jumped directly over.

The flowers picked by children have been completely classified into categories. It no longer looks messy.

When the child seemed to have no energy left, he focused on picking flowers with a look of joy on his face. Bunches of flowers of a single color and variety were picked by his little hands and finally placed on the path he walked.

Looking around, I saw countless flowers collected by the children in the forest behind them, and carefully placed in the woods and grass.

These flowers are tied tightly in bunches and look very delicate.

Some flowers are placed beside the stream, some are placed on stones, some are inserted into gaps in the ground, and some are submerged in wormwood.

If you look at it at first glance, you will think that the bouquets are arranged randomly without any order.

But as the children tirelessly ran around looking for flowers to pick and place, something strange happened to the bunches of flowers. The bouquets tightly tied up by the children seemed to have a luster, and they flashed with fluorescence.

In the fluorescent flashes,

Interwoven with each other into a gorgeous scene.

The child seemed to have noticed the scene behind him. He stopped and blinked a pair of dark eyes to look at the flashing colorful light group behind him. A bright smile suddenly bloomed on his face.

In fact, he just saw these light groups for fun, and had no intention of investigating why these light groups appeared.

Suddenly, the child's blooming smile stopped, and a look of surprise suddenly appeared in his dark eyes.

As his look of surprise appeared, he saw bouquets of fluorescent flowers suddenly flying up, petals flying out from the bouquets and exploding in all directions.

In an instant, bright fireworks bloomed one after another in the mountains.

The petals were flying, and the entire mountainous area was covered in petals.

The petals floated extremely slowly, as if the petals were in a viscous liquid.

Just as the petals burst from the bouquet, the child who was standing in the mountains suddenly disappeared.

As the petals filled the mountains, the figure of the child also appeared among the petals.

At this time, the surprised look on the child's face had disappeared, and the bright smile from before reappeared on his face.

As soon as the child appeared among the petals, he immediately began to dance with his hands. The petals surrounding him, like obedient butterflies, began to stick to each other.

I don't know how long it took, but a long chain of petals in a very strange state appeared around the child. Long chains keep touching each other, forming new long chains.

Looking from a distance, the child's figure has been completely submerged by long chains of various colors, and there is no trace of him.

The long chain dances slowly, like long tentacles swinging in the air.

As long as those long chains cross each other, they will immediately form new long chains. It appears to be ever-changing and difficult to predict.

If someone happens to be near Qin Fengming at this moment and sees Qin Fengming and the situation he is in, he will definitely be shocked by the situation Qin Fengming is in at this moment.

At this time, Qin Fengming, the vast mist he was in had expanded to dozens of miles wide.

In the surging mist, there were not many star points at first, but now they have become densely packed. The bright star points flickered and danced in it like stars, like giant lively and naughty fireflies flying constantly.

Qin Fengming sat cross-legged in the vast mist with his eyes closed, no longer paying attention to the passage of time.

These mist didn't seem to be released by himself, but they seemed to be very dependent on him. It did not scatter in all directions as the fog expanded rapidly.

Qin Fengming couldn't see any movements, but an unknown number of star points suddenly appeared in the mist, as if they were blessed by some kind of energy and began to shine rapidly.

As the star points shone, illusory and strange fluctuations suddenly converged on those star points.

The waves touched each other and did not become thick, but slowly began to lengthen, and became like branches, beginning to branch out and spread out leaves.

If someone can enter the mist with consciousness and detect these fluctuations, they will find that these fluctuations actually contain extremely powerful rune power.

The power of this rune pattern is very different from the runes Qin Fengming has come into contact with.

It is not a rune, but a very unspeakable rune energy aura. It's like the pressure of the runes radiating from the powerful runes.

Even if Qin Fengming is awake at this moment and sees the situation he is in, he must not be aware of the fluctuations in the aura floating around him at this moment.

Not to mention that he can't recognize it, even among the Mahayana beings in the spirit world, real demon world, and real ghost world at this moment, there are only a few who can know the situation Qin Fengming is in at this moment.

Even if Patriarch Dao Yan is standing beside him at this moment, it is difficult to say exactly what Qin Fengming's situation is at this moment.

Qin Fengming didn't know that the situation he was in in his sleep at this moment was a situation in the Miluo Realm where the powerful powers of the upper world, which had been immersed in many runes for millions of years, desperately wanted to experience it, but were unable to experience it.

This situation has a name in the Milo Realm, called: Sheng Fu Nian.

Talisman thought is a strange state that can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words in a talisman pattern. It is also the highest state of the rune pattern that a rune master pursues throughout his life.

Talisman is a strange existence that was born in the rune pattern but is higher than the rune pattern.

In the Miluo Realm, there is a rumor that says: When the thought of symbols is born, all things are born. When the thought of symbols is destroyed, all things are destroyed.

This statement has been heard by many powerful people in the Milo Realm, but no one can figure out its specific meaning. Because although people born with symbols are rare, there will eventually be some in the vast world of Milo. However, those who have been born or have comprehended the talismans cannot control the life and death of all things, as rumored to have defying methods, life and death.