Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

"Don't listen to his nonsense. There has never been any skill or magical power in my spiritual world that can restrain the demonic mist. For countless thousands of years, I don't know how many great powers from the three realms have come to my Cangyan realm and entered the demonic sea. Among them. But there are very few people who can escape safely.

Even among those who had renounced, none of them relied on any magical means to resist the demonic mist. Most people just rely on powerful soul elixirs to hold on. If there is any kind of magical power that can resist the demonic mist, it is impossible for me, the Fengyang Clan, not to know about it. "

When Liyang was thinking hard about what Qin Fengming said, Jiang Miaorou's face turned cold and she spoke coldly.

Although Jiang Miaorou's words were cold at the moment, her heart was not as calm as her expression. Because she suddenly knew the meaning of what Liyang had said before.

Although she had some elixirs that were somewhat effective against the Demonic Nether Mist, she also knew that those elixirs had little effect on Si Rong at this moment.

Even if Si Rong was not backlashed by the demonic mist in her body again, she was not sure that she could completely remove Si Rong's injuries.

Previously, Si Rong had a battle with the young monk in front of her, which resulted in repeated injuries in her body. She was even less sure that Si Rong could recover.

But at this moment, the exchange between Liyang and the young man suddenly made Jiang Miaorou's heart shake.

The young monk in front of her, who had no fear of her, was able to recover instantly from the erosion of the Demonic Nether Fog. No one would believe that he had no means to restrain the Demonic Netherworld Mist.

It seems that whether Si Rong can survive will really depend on the young monk in front of him.

"Qin didn't say anything about the magical power and secret technique to restrain the Demonic Nether Mist. It was just the two of you talking about it." Qin Fengming looked at the female cultivator, and a faint smile suddenly appeared on his face.

At this time, he suddenly woke up. He was a rare commodity at this moment, and there was no need to worry that the Fengyang Clan Mahayana in front of him would attack and kill him.

Just now he had seen Si Rong pass out.

He was convinced that if Jiang Miaorou hadn't suddenly appeared, Si Rong might not have had to do anything at all, and he would have been overwhelmed by the injuries in his body and lost the ability to resist.

And since Jiang Miaorou didn't know how to resolve Si Rong's internal injuries, she would definitely not do anything to kill him again. At least he would understand how he could instantly dissolve the demonic mist in his body.

But Qin Fengming was not sure about saving Fairy Si Rong.

But when it comes to allowing Fairy Si Rong to temporarily recover from some injuries, he is very confident at the moment.

With this alone, he is enough to run rampant in the Fengyang clan.

Fairy Si Rong is a quasi-Mahayana. As long as the injuries and illnesses can be eliminated, it won't take long for their Fengyang tribe to have another Mahayana.

How could the Fengyang clan not do their best to treat such an important person?

After thinking about this, Qin Fengming felt relieved, and the matter that troubled him about the Su clan was immediately solved.

Hearing Qin Fengming's words, Liyang's expression was immediately shocked.

"Fellow Daoist Qin is saying that there are other means by which fellow Taoist can restrain the demonic netherworld mist from corroding the soul in the body?" Liyang's eyes flashed brightly, and a look of excitement suddenly appeared on his face.

"The method used by Qin is probably useless to fellow Taoists, because it is working with a strange substance that can only be found in Qin's body. And that substance only temporarily suppressed the demonic mist in Qin's body, and It can’t be cleared away.”

Qin Fengming did not hesitate and spoke directly.

At this moment, what he said was becoming more and more difficult to understand, and it could be said that it was more beneficial to him. Both Liyang and Jiang Miaorou would give him more consideration.

"Junior Ni Wenshan pays homage to our ancestor. This fellow Taoist Qin is a master of alchemy."

As soon as Qin Fengming finished speaking, Liyang and Jiang Miaorou both frowned in unison, when suddenly a figure suddenly stepped forward, bowed and saluted.

As soon as Ni Wenshan said this, Qin Fengming couldn't help but be slightly startled.

Ni Wenshan befriended him because of his status as an alchemy master. But Qin Fengming was very curious. Ni Wenshan had never seen him refining elixirs, but he only knew that he could refine the elixirs consumed by monks at the top of the Tongshen Peak.

In such a situation, Qin Fengming was a little puzzled that Ni Wenshan could still stand on his side.

But at this moment, Ni Wenshan actually dared to step forward in the presence of two Mahayana men and just told Jiang Miaorou that he was a person proficient in alchemy. This seemed a bit abrupt.

But after hearing Ni Wenshan's words, Jiang Miaorou's expression was shocked.

Jiang Miaorou thought about it, since Ni Wenshan said that Qin Fengming was a master of alchemy, he must be a person who is extremely proficient in alchemy.

"Yes, fellow Daoist Qin is not only a master of alchemy, but also an extremely profound being in the way of alchemy. Maybe fellow Taoist Qin can understand and successfully refine the weird elixir recipe of the noble tribe."

Just as Jiang Miaorou's expression was shocked, Liyang suddenly looked happy and said quickly.

He was very aware of Qin Fengming's alchemy skills, which suddenly reminded him of the strange elixir recipe of the Fengyang tribe. So he spoke immediately.

Qin Fengming's expression flashed when he heard Liyang's words.

At the beginning, he had spoken to Ni Wenshan and asked Ni Wenshan to take out the recipe for the elixir to be refined and let him see if it could be refined.

But Ni Wenshan didn't make it clear at first, so Lu Yishi brought people there.

Now Liyang actually says that the Fengyang tribe has a strange elixir prescription. Could it be that the elixir prescription mentioned by Ni Wenshan is also that weird elixir prescription?

"You are an alchemy master, but have you ever refined Mahayana elixirs?" After hearing the words of Ni Wenshan and Li Yang, Jiang Miaorou wrinkled her beautiful eyes slightly, looked at Qin Fengming, and said.

"Whether you have refined the Mahayana elixir or not is Qin's business. Qin has no obligation to talk to you. Don't forget, you and I are still fighting at this moment. If this matter is not resolved, do you think Qin will agree to help you Fengyang?" Does the clan refine any elixirs?"

Qin Fengming sneered twice and said very rudely.

Qin Fengming is not a person who cannot judge the situation. If it were normal, he would definitely go down the slope and have a gentle talk with the other party.

But now, he still needs to consider the Su clan, so he must put forward conditions.

"Hmph, do you think you can safely escape from this fairy?" Hearing Qin Fengming's rude words, the Mahayana female cultivator snorted with anger on her face.

"Hahaha, whether you can leave safely or not can only be known after the fight. Qin was able to survive peacefully in the ruins of Jiyang Palace when he was in the realm of the gods. If he can't leave from here now, then what will happen to Qin these years? Doesn’t it mean that the cultivation strength has not improved, but has greatly regressed.”

Qin Fengming looked at the female cultivator and said in a deep voice without giving in at all.

His words were full of firmness and unruly meaning, as well as incomparable confidence. The calmer and more determined Qin Fengming is at this moment, the more beneficial it will be for him.

Hearing Qin Fengming's words, Jiang Miaorou's expression suddenly flashed, with a look of thoughtfulness on her face.