Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

Qin Fengming was slightly surprised when he suddenly heard Fairy Jingyu's words. He didn't know why the female Mahayana cultivator in front of him made such a promise.

"Is it possible that she is planning to let..."

Suddenly, an idea appeared in Qin Fengming's mind.

Just this thought made Qin Fengming smile bitterly. Because he thought of the purpose of Fairy Jingyu's coming here, and that purpose was what he wanted to do very much, but could not accomplish.

"Qin will try his best to understand. It will be a great thing if he can succeed. If the younger generation has limited knowledge and fails to achieve his wish, please don't blame the two seniors."

Although Qin Fengming had other thoughts in mind, he still answered very quickly.

"The clear water scroll in my Yuncuishan Mountain is a piece of Xumi Cave Heaven. As long as I meet the conditions of my Yuncuishan Mountain, any monk can understand it. As long as he can understand it thoroughly and unlock the restrictions, he can learn from it. I, Yun Cuishan, put forward a condition. As long as the condition is not excessive, I, Yun Cuishan, will definitely complete it with all my strength. Senior Mo has already paid enough reward, so he has two opportunities to comprehend. The last time he was not able to comprehend, this time. Are you going to let Fellow Daoist Qin do it for you?"

Seeing the three people talking to each other, the female cultivator surnamed Qing spoke.

These are rules and they need to be implemented clearly to avoid any disputes in the future.

"Yes, this fellow Taoist Qin Fengming is the person Mo Qing invited to come and understand the Qingshui Painting Scroll." Mo Qing nodded and said loudly.

"Okay, since the senior has decided that someone else will do the work for him, let's ask this fellow Taoist Qin to follow Junior Sister Ying to understand the scroll. It only takes half a year, and it will be automatically transferred back to Yilian Pavilion."

As Mo Qingyan spoke, the female cultivator surnamed Qing immediately spoke.

The female cultivator surnamed Ying bowed and took the lead, walking towards the back hall of the main hall.

Qin Fengming didn't say another word, stood up and followed closely.

Just when Qin Fengming stepped through a doorway, his eyes suddenly flashed, and a force of space suddenly enveloped his body.

Before Qin Fengming could make any move, he was no longer in the main hall, but in a pavilion.

There is a waxing moon in the sky all around, a cool breeze blows, and a fresh fragrance of lake water hits your face. As far as the eye can see, there is a calm, sparkling lake all around.

The crisp calls of early birds came from the green trees in the distance, adding vividness to the peaceful scenery.

"What an elegant and quiet place to live!" Seeing this scene, Qin Fengming couldn't help but sigh.

Due to Qin Fengming's own constitution, he seldom practices in seclusion. Even if he does so, he usually enters his own Xumi Cave to meditate. I have never lived in such a quiet place for a long time.

Although he had just sensed this place, Qin Fengming immediately felt that it was extraordinary.

In addition to the quiet environment, fresh breath, and thick vitality of heaven and earth, there are actually tiny runes floating here that can be easily detected by spiritual consciousness.

After just a little exploration, Qin Fengming knew the effect of those runes. The runes had no attack and killing effect, but only served to stabilize and sort out the vitality of the world.

Such a place, if you retreat here, it will definitely be a monk's dream place.

"Fellow Daoist Qin, you must not leave this pavilion. When you sit cross-legged in this pavilion, you can only use your spiritual consciousness to sense the scroll. You cannot use any magic power or soul to attack the scroll, otherwise you will suffer unspeakable backlash. Even the Mahayana will never be able to withstand it. Fellow Taoists, please remember this."

The female cultivator surnamed Ying was very impressed by Qin Fengming's compliments. She nodded with a smile on her face and then spoke.

"Don't worry, Fairy, Qin won't do anything random." Qin Fengming immediately agreed.

Now that he is here, he will abide by the rules. There are dangers everywhere here,

He would certainly not act rashly if it was not necessary.

After giving a brief nod to Qin Fengming, the female cultivator surnamed Ying waved her hand in the air, and a ball of fluorescent light suddenly appeared.

Amidst the waves of light, ripples suddenly appeared on the originally empty lake surface. When the glow suddenly appeared, a huge picture scroll suddenly appeared in mid-air.

The scroll wrapped in the glow is two feet high and six feet wide, like a roll of silk cloth slowly floating in the air in the wind.

Qin Fengming looked at it intently, and his mind couldn't help but be robbed by it.

This huge picture scroll is a morning and night landscape painting, with high mountains and flowing water, strange and steep peaks, green abyss, and bright moon reflecting on the water. It's really a picture of clear water, mist, dense forest, and the bright moon reflecting the blue sky.

The scenery in the painting becomes rippling as the huge scroll slowly fluctuates. It's as if the huge scroll is just a reflection of a certain scene.

"Hey, the weather in this scroll seems to be the same as the weather around us at this moment, when the morning light first appears. Could it be that this scroll reflects the heaven and earth here?"

Suddenly, Qin Fengming let out a soft sigh.

"What fellow Taoist said is yes and no. The pictures in this scroll change according to the weather here, but it is definitely not the scenery here. If fellow Taoist wants to understand, you can start now. Six months later, The scroll will disappear on its own, and fellow Taoists will also be teleported away. At that time, fellow Taoists must not resist the power of teleportation. Otherwise, they will be teleported away from Yuncui Mountain."

The female cultivator surnamed Ying gave a brief explanation. As she spoke, her body gradually became illusory. After speaking, she disappeared without a trace.

Seeing the female cultivator leaving, Qin Fengming no longer hesitated. He turned around and sat on a wooden couch in the pavilion. He clasped his hands together and closed his eyes.

"Fellow Daoist Mo, I wonder if you have seen the specific formation level of the monk surnamed Qin?" Seeing Qin Fengming disappearing into the hall, Fairy Jingyu's eyes flashed slightly, and after a moment, she suddenly asked.

She came here to ask for something from Su Lenghe, but she had to see Su Lenghe first.

Since she couldn't understand and decipher the picture, she could only choose the clumsiest method: waiting.

Now that Qin Fengming has cracked the picture scroll, it is naturally a good thing for her. As long as the scroll can be cracked, Su Lenghe will naturally appear.

"That Qin Taoist friend Mo has not seen his specific formation methods, but he is very confident about his formation level. This is not recommended by a late-stage and peak cultivator of Wuyan Clan Xuanling, but by several average They all say so. If he didn’t have extraordinary formation methods, he would definitely not be admired and admired by so many people.”

Mo Qing didn't hesitate and immediately explained.

The two of them did not use sound transmission, but talked directly.

Hearing what Mo Qingyan said, Fairy Jingyu frowned slightly. She originally thought that Mo Qing would test Qin Fengming's formation level after meeting him, but Mo Qing did not do this at all.

This made Fairy Jingyu suddenly lose her confidence that Qin Fengming could comprehend the scroll.

"Junior Sister Ying, how many years has Master been in retreat for this time?" At this moment, Fairy Qing suddenly asked the female monk surnamed Ying who had returned.

"Reporting to Senior Sister Qing, the current accurate time is eight thousand three hundred and seventy-seven years." When the female cultivator surnamed Ying heard Senior Sister's question, she immediately spoke without any hesitation.

She spoke her words as if she had never thought about them at all, as if that time had always been in her mind.