Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

After listening carefully to Senior Brother Wang's story, Qin Fengming's face looked a little serious, and his eyes flashed with strange light.

Seeing him like this, Senior Brother Wang couldn't help but feel moved in his heart: "Does Junior Brother Qin plan to participate in this selection? If he participates, he might become a blockbuster."

"Haha, junior brother, I have just entered the eighth level of the Qi Gathering Stage. Even if I participate, I am just a foil. I don't dare to have any extravagant hopes." Qin Fengming calmed down, his face returned to calm, and he replied with a smile.

After thanking him, Qin Fengming hurriedly finished his breakfast and returned to his residence.

At this time, Qin Fengming's heart was already in turmoil.

He wanted to participate in the competition here. But he also knew very well about his own strength. Without exposing all of his top-grade magic weapons, it is absolutely impossible to win with just a few top-grade magic weapons, surrounded by many senior brothers at the peak of the Qi Gathering Stage.

However, in addition to the top-level magic weapons and high-grade magic weapons, Qin Fengming also has an even more powerful trump card. At this time, there are thousands of various talismans in the storage ring.

Qin Fengming was convinced that with so many talismans, even if the master in the foundation-building stage was accidentally attacked by a huge number of talismans, he would definitely be in trouble.

Touching the storage ring with his hand, Qin Fengming couldn't help but feel confident.

With his body together, he resolutely came to the weapon refining hall in order to tell Master Fei about the matter.

He waved his hand and took out a transmission note, whispered several times to it, and then threw it out with his hand.

The transmission note circled and flew into the weapon refining room where Uncle Fei was. After a while, the stone door of the weapon refining room suddenly opened, and Master Fei's figure appeared at the stone door.

"Feng Ming, do you have anything to do with me?"

"Uncle Master, do you know that in three months, the Luoxia Sect will select disciples?"

"Oh. I received a message from the head brother a few days ago, saying that disciples will be selected to participate in the battle for the spirit stone mines once every thirty years. What, do you want to participate too?" After hearing this question, Fei Uncle Master couldn't help but look stunned, with a look of astonishment on his face.

The disciple in front of him was someone he was extremely optimistic about. Although he had only started for a few years, his weapon refining skills had already improved greatly. With a little guidance and training, it was possible to surpass him.

"Well, I want to broaden my horizons and participate in this competition, but I don't know how to sign up?"

"hehe,

Feng Ming, you have just entered the eighth level of the Qi Gathering Stage. Even if you take part in the competition, it is impossible to win. Your uncle has lived for more than a hundred years and has gone through this selection competition three times. Even the ninth level disciples of the Qi Gathering Stage have never been shortlisted, let alone Not to mention the eighth level of cultivation. "

After a pause, Master Fei spoke again:

"You'd better practice hard. With your talent in weapon refining, I will apply to the head senior brother for you and let him reward you with the Foundation Establishment Pill with special contributions. I can also help you with the Foundation Establishment in the future. .”

"Thank you for your concern, uncle, but I still want to give it a try. Even if I don't win, I can still gain some experience in fighting." Hearing what his uncle said, Qin Fengming was very moved, but after thinking about it, his expression became condensed. He spoke firmly.

Seeing the young man in front of him looking like this, Uncle Fei nodded and did not insist on anything. He smiled slightly and said, "Well, since you insist on participating, I will sign up for you then, within these three months. You will Concentrate on preparing for the competition and the weapon refining room, I will arrange for others to do it."

Hearing this, Qin Fengming felt happy, thanked him repeatedly, bid farewell to Uncle Fei and returned to his residence.

Although Qin Fengming had made up his mind to participate in this competition, his cultivation level seemed too inadequate. As he pondered in his heart, Qin Fengming couldn't help but hesitate a little.

In the Qi Gathering Stage monk competition, you first need to have deep magic power. If you can raise your realm to the top of the eighth level, your chances will be even greater.

This goal may be difficult for other monks to achieve, but for Qin Fengming who has more than a dozen Huang Jing Dan in hand, it is not an unreachable goal.

There is another thing that Qin Fengming must do, which is to refine a high-grade defensive weapon. Although he has a top-level shield, he does not want to expose it prematurely. He will only reveal the top-level magic weapon when it is absolutely necessary.

He took out all the weapon-refining materials on his body, and after searching carefully inside, he finally found about ten kinds of weapon-refining materials.

Without stopping, he turned around and entered the weapon refining room. A few hours later, a fine iron shield made of iron essence as the main material appeared in front of him.

Seeing the shield flashing with rich energy, Qin Fengming was filled with joy.

This shield is made of several materials that are extremely hard in nature. Judging from the eyes of a refiner, this shield can undoubtedly last for a long time even if it is attacked by a top-level magic weapon.

After the shield was refined, Qin Fengming devoted himself to training.

Three months is only the blink of an eye for a cultivator. In the past three months, Qin Fengming took three Huang Jing Dan. Although this did not allow him to break through the eighth level and enter the ninth level, he felt that he was not far from that level. He vaguely felt that as long as he practiced one or two Within a month, you can break through the realm.

These three months were also extremely lively in the Luoxia Sect. The lower-level disciples were all discussing the selection, secretly comparing themselves and wondering who would be the final winner.

Qin Fengming's registration was very smooth. There were more than 700 people participating in the competition this time, 90% of whom were disciples at the peak of the Qi Gathering Stage. There were only a dozen monks on the eighth level of the Qi Gathering Stage.

After being informed by other disciples, Qin Fengming already knew that the rules of this competition were elimination rounds.

Eliminate all the way until the top forty are finally determined.

This kind of competition is extremely fair, and it will be difficult for anyone to cheat in the competition. Every participating disciple must win based on his or her own strength.

After Qin Fengming's careful comparison, he selected four magical weapons as his first choice among his storage rings.

One is the fine iron shield, which is used as its main magic weapon; the other is the ruler, a small axe, and a flying sword. The ruler magic weapon can protect itself, which is also something he can use more easily. These four magic weapons are also the maximum number of magic weapons that can be controlled against enemies at the same time.

He reclassified all the talismans so that they could be extracted casually and quickly. After doing this, the remaining time is spent meditating and resting to keep yourself in the best condition.

In the blink of an eye, the day for the competition between the Qi Gathering Stage disciples of the Luoxia Sect has finally arrived.

On this day, Qin Fengming arrived at the Luoxia Sect competition ground on time.

As soon as he stood on the martial arts competition, Qin Fengming was stunned by the scene in front of him.

This competition ground covers an area of ​​hundreds of acres and is located in a huge valley.

At this time, the valley was already crowded with people. As far as the eye could see, there were hundreds of people everywhere, as many as four to five thousand people.

The low-level disciples of the Luoxia Sect who were present at this time, it could be said that all the disciples of the Luoxia Sect who had no missions were present.

For low-level disciples, it would be a rare opportunity to watch such a live martial arts competition. So no one wants to miss it.

Qin Fengming looked up and saw that in the middle of the square, about ten or twenty feet above the square, there were four spherical bubbles suspended in the air. Each one is hundreds of feet in diameter.

He knew that this should be the competition venue. The competition between monks showed that the destructive power was too strong, so the powerful men of the Luoxia Sect set up these bubble-shaped things.

From what other disciples have said, these bubbles seem to be extremely weak, but they can withstand a full blow from the seniors at the Chengdan stage without bursting. With such a strong defense, even if the Qi Gathering Stage disciples competed within it, they would not be able to cause the slightest harm to it.

Seeing such spectacular means, Qin Fengming was secretly frightened. He was even more amazed at the magical powers of the seniors in the Chengdan stage, and secretly admired them.