Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

The spirit, which had been sleeping for countless thousands of years, was finally awakened, and the person who awakened him was a young monk who was only at the peak of Xuanling. From the point of view of the spirit, he was really too lazy to talk nonsense with him.

Therefore, after the spirit appeared, he did not talk to Qin Fengming at all, but stepped forward to capture Qin Fengming and directly seize his body.

What surprised Jinghun was that the Xuan-level young man who awakened his soul turned out to be very extraordinary. He launched attacks one after another that Jinghun had to deal with with all his strength. But when he was about to succeed, he threw away one of his palms without any hesitation and got rid of his entanglement.

Without the fetters of the palm, the young monk was also out of the control of the spirit.

What later surprised the spirits was that the young monk abandoned his physical body without hesitation and directly used his mysterious soul to fight with him.

Such decisiveness once again made Jinghun feel surprised.

However, the fight that followed shocked Jinghun Xinda even more. The Xuanhun spirit body without the physical body is actually twice as powerful as when it was in the physical body.

After a fight, he almost fell to the opponent's attack.

After repeatedly using methods to break the opponent's attacks, capture the opponent's demonic flames and silver scabbard insects, and finally successfully imprison the opponent's Xuanhun spiritual body, Jinghun was completely relieved.

With all his strength to urge the treasure to release the power of the Law of Ice, he did not believe that the other party could use any other means. Just using the body of the spirit to activate the treasure to release the power of the law also caused the spirit to lose a precious life-saving object. This made Jinghun feel relieved, but also felt a sense of reluctance.

But in the situation just now, he really couldn't imagine how he could resist the opponent's blue silk mesh and silver if he didn't decisively sacrifice the treasure that his spirit regarded as life. A joint attack by the sheath worms.

Looking at the Xuanhun spirit body in front of him that he had captured, Jinghun's tense face finally showed a happy expression.

He was sincerely happy at this moment. Although he didn't know how long it had been since the original battle, he knew that on this low-level interface, someone could lead out the Qingyun Secret Realm and break through the restrictions on the Soul Gathering Peak to enter here. , how difficult it is.

Not to mention the low-level interface, even in the Miluo Realm, it is extremely difficult for even a cultivator in the True Immortal Realm to achieve this.

And his injured soul, unable to recover, must escape from this place surrounded by numerous restrictions and seals.

It is also impossible.

Although he had participated in setting up those restrictions, once they were triggered, even if the person who arranged them wanted to stop them, he had to rely on means to do so.

But with his body shattered and his soul damaged, he simply couldn't stop it.

To pass those restrictions, he needed to force his way through them on his own.

In the first million years of his awakening, he had tried more than ten times, risking his soul to be damaged again, but failed every time.

As a last resort, he split his soul and fell into a deep sleep.

Fortunately, there is another world here, which will not hinder the laws of heaven and earth, and will not bring down the heavenly calamity. This allows his spirit to exist for a long time without worrying about being killed by the heavenly calamity.

But after countless tens of thousands of years of slumber, even though it was continuously nourished by divine soul energy, the split soul was still unable to fully repair its own soul damage.

Daoxiao's death is also the final result of the spirit left behind, it's just a matter of time.

The only thing that can keep him alive is that before he completely falls, he can find a monk to take his body and re-condensate the mysterious soul body, so that his body can nourish his soul and regain his vitality.

Just when the consciousness he left on the statue seemed to be in despair, a monk finally appeared. And this monk also awakened the spirit in the dust.

At this moment, the monk Xuanhun's spiritual body was captured. Although the spirit was tenacious, he couldn't help but feel an uncontrollable surprise in his heart.

As long as he can obtain a physical body, even if his soul is still damaged, he will be fully confident that it will be restored to its original state and return to its peak state.

This time, being able to obtain a physical body, as well as hundreds of silver sheath insects and the extraordinary power of the magic flame, was definitely a huge surprise for this spirit.

The spirit stopped for a long time with a cup of tea, and then its heart slowly regained its calmness. It suppressed the agitation in its thoughts and once again focused on the small mysterious spirit body in its hand.

The mysterious soul spirit body sealed by the ice crystal, at this moment, the spirit naturally knew that it could not launch any more attacks.

He was very convinced of the confinement power of this ice crystal. Although he did not know where this interface was, he knew that it was a lower interface in the Milo Realm.

Although the power of this kind of interface can only exist for monks in the realm of immortals, and there is no fairy spirit. However, the power of the law of ice stimulated on this interface is enough to completely freeze any monk, making it difficult to use any means.

He raised his right hand, and a bead full of colorful rays of light suddenly emerged from the palm of the spirit.

The round bead was not big, only about the size of a cat's eye. The glow flickered, and a group of icy aura slowly emerged from it, wrapping Qin Fengming's mysterious soul in it.

As the cold breath continued to swirl and surge, a strange energy slowly spread from the glow, permeating the ice crystals surrounding the spirit body.

That energy contains the power of ice and cold. If Qin Fengming senses it, he can sense the presence of law.

It's just that the power of this law has been greatly reduced, and it is far less terrifying than the power of the ice law that imprisoned his spirit body before.

Suddenly, when the ice crystal surrounding Qin Fengming's mysterious soul was completely enveloped by the energy, small cracks suddenly appeared. The cracks gradually expanded, and in just a moment, small pieces of ice crystals fell off the spirit body. Swallowed by the strange energy, the pieces of ice crystals disappeared without a trace.

There is no ice crystal seal, but Qin Fengming's mysterious soul body has not awakened, and his whole body is still stiff.

The spirit did not directly attack the Xuanhun spirit body, but waved its arm, and the ball flew out directly from the hand, heading directly towards the huge ice crystal that sealed the soul-devouring ghost fire.

After a moment, two small, almost extinguished fireballs appeared in the distance. The Miasma Bird has long since disappeared, turning into a small ball of black and red fire. The flames are extremely corrosive and intrusive, and are simply unable to deal with the cold invasion that contains the terrifying power of the Law of Ice.

This coldness is not the artistic conception of the law of ice, but the power of the law. It is the original power of ice.

Even if Qin Fengming displays the artistic conception of the law he has understood at this moment, he will never be able to resist the power of this ice law. The soul-eating ghost fire was not destroyed directly, but the spirit deliberately controlled it. If it drove the ball with all its strength, not to mention the soul-eating ghost fire, even Qin Fengming's mysterious soul body would be killed instantly.

But the spirit obviously had no intention of extinguishing the soul-devouring ghost fire, nor did it intend to extinguish the silver sheath insect and Qin Fengming's mysterious soul body, so it was just frozen.

Jinghun stared at the Xuanhun spirit body in his hand, and the excitement in his eyes calmed down, but a ferocious look appeared again. He made a secret with both hands, and a strange aura surged from his right hand.

He actually wanted to directly refine Qin Fengming's mysterious soul and possess this spiritual body.

For a spirit, if it wants to take over another person's body, the surest way is to devour the other person's spirit, kill the other person's Dan Ying, and finally take over the other person's physical body.

Although it is said that refining the opponent's mysterious soul, directly using one's own soul to seize the opponent's body, merging it with the opponent's Dan Ying into a mysterious soul spirit body, and then occupying the opponent's physical body, is enough to complete the act of seizing the body.

But this kind of seizing one's body is not the safest choice for the soul.

The other party's Dan Ying is the condensed form of the skills practiced by the other party. It is extremely difficult to match the casting spirit itself.

Only by devouring the opponent's soul, occupying the body and then re-condensing the elixir suitable for oneself can the soul be the most suitable.

But for this spirit at this moment, it is not suitable to occupy the physical body and re-condensate the Danying.

Because his soul at this moment is damaged, and he is only one soul. When he split, his body soul was already a damaged soul.

Although the split soul was kept intact by the main soul, there was still damage after all.

After so many years, the injuries on his soul have not been completely repaired. After the essence of the main body disappeared, the split soul fell into a deep sleep in order to survive for a long time.

If a damaged spirit wants to seize another person's body, in order to ensure that the strength does not decrease after seizing the body, it can only refine the other person's elixir. Otherwise, even if he succeeds in seizing the body at this moment, he may be trapped here for the rest of his life due to insufficient cultivation.

You must know that in addition to the abundant energy of the soul, the vitality of heaven and earth is really lacking. It is simply impossible to practice and restore one's own strength.

Jinghun himself knows that if he wants to leave the Qingyun Secret Realm, he can only merge with Qin Fengming's Xuanhun Spirit Body.

With both hands making secrets, the spirit began to perform the spell, seizing Qin Fengming's mysterious soul and body.

The strange power of seizing the body emerged, covering Qin Fengming's mysterious soul body, and a series of curses were revealed, sweeping towards the small mysterious soul body, completely wrapping it up.

Jinghun made a hand seal with his hands, and Qin Fengming's mysterious soul body was suspended in front of him, wrapped in a breath. A stream of soul energy also surged out from Jinghun's body and poured into the breath that wrapped the mysterious soul body.

And just when the spirit started to cast the spell, a layer of faint cyan mist suddenly appeared on the body of Xuanhun.

This layer of light cyan mist is indistinguishable from the soul energy.

When the soul performs the technique of seizing the body, Qin Fengming's mysterious soul body will naturally release its own soul energy, and a light blue mist will emerge, without any abnormality at all.

However, just when the mist filled the air, the soul's eyes, which had just been closed, suddenly opened wide. An exclamation came out of his mouth at the same time:

"Impossible, I didn't imprison you."

At the same time as the sound sounded, the spirit's body moved and wanted to retreat quickly behind him. At the same time, he waved his palm and moved rapidly behind him.

I saw the small round bead in the swarm of Silver Sheath Insects, and then the spirit palm waved rapidly, and suddenly colorful rays of light shone up, and the icy breath filled the air from it again.

"Hmph, now that you have released Qin's mysterious soul, you still want to imprison him, but you can't do it."

A cold snort suddenly sounded from Qin Fengming's Xuanhun spirit body at the same time as the spirit screamed.

As soon as the voice sounded, a stream of yellow mist suddenly shot out from Xuanhun's body, turning into finger-thick ropes that suddenly wrapped around the body of the soul.

Before the rope arrived, an unspeakable force of soul confinement had already enveloped the soul's body as it retreated rapidly. The breath came to him, and the soul that had already cast out the spell wanted to drive the bead again. Suddenly, his eyes suddenly showed a look of fear, and his body stagnated on the spot...