Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

Qin Fengming was not surprised when he heard what Ni Wenshan said. Jiang Zhe had already said that he invited Ni Wenshan to come here just to talk about the discord between He and Zhu Zhen, which showed that Ni Wenshan also had an extraordinary status in the Tianfeng tribe.

"Fellow Taoist, do you think you can persuade His Highness Zhu Xin? Previously, Mr. Qin had humiliated Hu Jie in public. It would be difficult to calm down the anger in His Highness Zhu Xin's heart."

Qin Fengming remained unhurried, looked at the old man in front of him, and pointed out the key points.

Ni Wenshan's expression was startled. Qin Fengming's words certainly hit the point. At the foundation of the Tianfeng Tribe, if he directly smeared His Highness Zhu Zang's face in public, he would be furious.

However, Ni Wenshan calmed down again in an instant. Since the young monk in front of him already knew that the matter was serious and was still able to sit firmly on the fish platform and wait for the arrival of His Highness Zhu Zang, what this means is that you don't need to think about it to know that it is this young man. The monk had the strength to force His Highness Zhu Zang to bow his head.

A foreign cultivator in the foundation of Tianfeng Tribe is absolutely sure that he can make Zhu Zhen, one of the top ten geniuses of the Fengyang Clan, bow his head. No one will believe this.

You must know that those who can be called His Royal Highness among the Fengyang Clan are all people of pure Fengyang Clan blood whom the Fengyang Clan considers to be able to break through the Mahayana bottleneck. There are only ten people in the entire Fengyang clan.

The Tianfeng tribe has the largest number, with three highnesses. Except for one, both of them are at the peak of Xuanling.

In terms of individual strength, although Zhu Zhen is not among the top ten geniuses of the Fengyang Clan, he is still among the top five.

To defeat such a Xuanling peak cultivator at the foundation of the Tianfeng Tribe, what does the young man in front of him rely on?

Looking at the relaxed body of the young man in front of him, his indifferent expression, and his indifferent words, Ni Wenshan couldn't help but feel puzzled.

Of course he could see that the young monk in front of him could only be a Xuanling Peak monk, not a Mahayana being.

He was absolutely certain of this. It really doesn't make sense for a cultivator at the top of Xuanling to be so confident in the hinterland of a large Fengyang tribe.

Ni Wenshan believed that if it were him, he would never be so confident and dare to show such calmness in the land of other six major ethnic groups. Because performing like this is not much different from challenging the entire ethnic group alone.

As things have developed up to now, Qin Fengming is naturally still under control.

Although he didn't want to be too ostentatious at first,

But when he encountered the Su brothers and sisters, even if he wanted to keep a low profile, it was no longer possible.

Monks all have a very strong desire for revenge. Others have it, and so does Qin Fengming.

When Qin Fengming thought about it, if the strongest supporter behind Hu Jie could not be removed, it would definitely be extremely dangerous for the Su brothers and sisters.

Even if he used some incomprehensible means on Hu Jie and Ning Changji, it was absolutely impossible to prevent Hu Jie and the Ning Changji clan from seeking trouble from the Su clan.

Maybe things will backfire and may bring even more unforeseen dangers to the Su brothers and sisters. The danger of genocide is not impossible.

The plan chosen by Qin Fengming can be said to be the simplest and crudest.

As long as he can subdue Zhu Zhen, capture him and make him swear a blood oath in the name of the Zhu clan, the Su brothers, sisters and their clan will definitely be safe.

Qin Fengming has always been meticulous in his work. Now that he has done it, he must solve the matter completely.

Although in the eyes of outsiders, it seemed unwise for him to take action against a small tribe and become an enemy of His Highness Zhu Tang of the Tianfeng Tribe and even the entire Zhu Tribe, Qin Fengming did just that. And it was done very thoroughly and simply.

Looking at the young monk who was still sitting on the wooden chair in front of him with no intention of getting up, Ni Wenshan thought quickly in his mind, weighing the pros and cons of what might happen.

If what Jiang Yan said was true, and this young monk was a top alchemy master and had the ability to refine that kind of elixir, then he would not hesitate to break up with Zhu Zhen.

But if this young man is only able to refine the elixir for the realm of the gods, or if he is not sure of refining that elixir, and he and Zhu Zhen completely fall out, then the gain will really outweigh the loss.

There were only two choices he faced at this moment. One was to completely stand on the side of the young man and become Zhu Zhen's enemy. The second is to stand aside and watch the young monk fight with Zhu Tang.

If he really chooses the second option, even if the young man wins, he may not be able to achieve his wish.

Ni Wenshan's mind raced and he considered all the consequences almost instantly. It also made him make an instant decision: "His Royal Highness Zhu Fang is not a domineering person. Hu Jie was at fault in this matter. As long as Ni mediates, I think His Highness Zhu Fang will also be able to distinguish right from wrong. If His Highness really wants to If it is not good for fellow Taoist, Ni will spare no effort to help fellow Taoist."

After weighing the situation, Ni Wenshan gritted his teeth and decided that it would be better to take the side of the young man in front of him.

Offending Zhu Zhen did not pose much of a conflict of interest to him.

Even if Zhu Zhen really advanced to the Mahayana realm in the future, he would not take action against one of his Xuanling monks. But missing this young man might make him regret it for the rest of his life.

Because there are not many people who can easily take out that kind of elixir. At least if he has that kind of elixir, he will never take it out to exchange for spiritual stones. Not even the best spiritual stones.

Hearing Ni Wenshan's words, Qin Fengming slowly sat upright and stared at the old man, with a bright light in his eyes.

"Fellow Daoist Ni, what do you want Mr. Qin to help you with? It's better to say it now. If Mr. Qin can do it, he will naturally help you. If not, Mr. Taoist should make other plans." Qin Fengming's eyes were burning, and he locked eyes with Ni Wenshan. , said directly in his mouth.

He doesn't like to owe others favors. If he can't resolve the cause and effect, he naturally doesn't want to be contaminated by the cause and effect.

Ni Wenshan obviously did not expect that Qin Fengming would directly raise this issue at this moment, and his face was suddenly startled. His eyes flickered and he didn't answer immediately.

Qin Fengming was not in a hurry. He stared at the other person and waited patiently for his answer.

"Ni heard that many Taoist cultivators at the top of the spiritual realm can take elixirs from their bodies. I wonder if those elixirs were refined by fellow Taoists?" After a moment, Ni Wenshan suddenly said.

"Yes, what kind of elixir do you plan to refine? Let Qin have a look at the elixir recipe." Qin Fengming said without hesitation at all.

He had only revealed the elixir to the Fengyang tribe, so he had already expected that Ni Wenshan was here for the elixir.

Seeing Qin Fengming being so supportive, Ni Wenshan's expression changed again. He really couldn't understand the reality of the young monk in front of him.

No matter what the other party is doing, he seems to be very calm and seems to take everything as expected.

Such a feeling made Ni Wenshan feel very uncomfortable.

"The pill recipe..."

"It's the Bone-Destroying Dragon, His Highness Zhu Zang's Bone-Destroying Dragon!"

Just when Ni Wenshan was about to speak, a cry of surprise suddenly resounded from outside the hut.

The sound resounded from far to near, like a mighty wave, suddenly spreading from a distant place. The speed was so fast that it seemed to be two points faster than the huge figure that suddenly appeared in the distance.

This shouting sound was naturally not shouted by one person, but by countless monks who involuntarily exclaimed. No wonder everyone exclaimed, because this Boneless Flying Dragon has not appeared in front of the Fengyang Clan monks for hundreds of thousands of years.