Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

( ) Qin Fengming did not want to make this matter a big deal. Since the fourth floor is where Xuan-level monks are entertained, as long as he shows the Xuan-level aura, he will be able to enter a room as he wishes.

However, when he saw the five people going up to the fourth floor, Qin Fengming suddenly felt angry.

Hearing Qin Fengming's cold questioning words, the expression of the monk surnamed Xue also changed. He was just a monk in the realm of the Ghost King. Faced with the two peak ghost masters who could kill him with just a raise of his hand, he instinctively felt frightened.

But the fear only appeared briefly, and he suppressed it immediately.

"Yes, senior Chu Ye and the others are indeed not Xuanjie beings, but as senior Chuye, not to mention me, Qiying Tower, even the Juxian Tower in Qingshi City, there is no one who wants to board the room where Xuanjie monks enter. Will dare to stop it."

The monk surnamed Xue raised his head and glanced at the five people who had stopped on the third floor. His face showed a respectful look, and his voice suddenly rose two levels and he spoke.

"Hmph, it turns out that Qi Ying Tower is also a place where the weak are bullied and afraid of the strong. So today Qin has to drink and eat on the fourth floor here. Let's see if the Qi Ying Tower, who is bullying the weak and afraid of the strong, will give in?"

Qin Fengming's eyes turned cold, he snorted coldly, and said decisively.

Qin Fengming's sudden burst of anger did not make the Haiyi Saint Ancestor show any signs of abnormality. In his opinion, this is the temperament that a powerful person at the peak of Xuan level should have.

If the past temperament of Saint Ancestor Haiyi was used, this monk in the realm of ghost king would probably be dead long ago.

"Fellow Taoist, Qi Ying Tower is not a place for you to act wild." Just when Qin Fengming's fierce shouting had just fallen, an equally cold word suddenly sounded in the courtyard.

As the sound suddenly appeared, a group of forbidden fluorescence suddenly flashed out on the rockery in the middle of the courtyard, and the figures of three monks appeared in front of Qin Fengming.

These were three monks at the top of the Ghost Lord, with majestic expressions. As soon as they appeared, they immediately locked eyes with Qin Fengming and Hai Yi Saint Ancestor with cold eyes.

The sudden change in the situation caused dozens of monks who were sitting in the hall, drinking and chatting to stop their movements and turned to look at where Qin Fengming and Qin Fengming were standing.

When they saw Qin Fengming's cultivation, most of the people's expressions showed ridicule, and only a few people looked calm and calm, looking like they were watching the excitement.

The five monks who had already climbed to the fourth floor just glanced down, with a hint of disdain on their faces. The five of them did not stop;

Instead, he waved his hand and offered a command talisman, and entered a room. With the fluctuations, the room was once again blocked by restrictions.

"It's not up to you to decide whether Qin is qualified or not. Please lead the way quickly and open a room on the fourth floor."

Qin Fengming ignored the gazes of the people around him and looked at the three ghost master peak cultivators who came to a stop in front of him. His expression suddenly became calm and he spoke lightly.

As his words came out, a wave of fluctuation followed.

The fluctuation suddenly appeared, the air in the hall rippled, and a sense of illusion suddenly swept through the entire hall.

As the breath hit their faces, dozens of monks in the hall only felt the scene before their eyes rippling, and a sense of dizziness and lethargy rose in their minds. Their eyes were blurred, and they instantly entered a dream...

I don't know how long time passed. When everyone in the hall woke up from their dreams, Qin Fengming and Haiyi Saint Ancestor were no longer in the hall. Together with the original middle-aged man surnamed Xue and the three ghost master peak cultivators who appeared, they were no longer at the scene.

Everyone had stunned expressions, and when they looked at each other, their faces showed panic.

I don't know who got up first and ran out of the Qiying Building. Then one after another figures stood up and left one after another as if they were avoiding snakes and scorpions.

In an instant, the lobby on the first floor of Qiying Building, which had been bustling with people just now, became deserted. There were only a dozen female cultivators standing with blank eyes, and the look of fear on their faces had not faded for a long time.

Of course, these female cultivators, who were only in the early stage of the Ghost King, had no idea what had just happened, but everyone understood that what had just happened must be related to the young cultivator.

"Everyone, wake up. Now tell Qin, where did Chu Ye come from just now? Who is the female cultivator next to him?" Sitting with Haiyi Saint Ancestor in a room called Nanyue Pavilion , Qin Fengming waved his arm, and the words came out.

In response to Qin Fengming's sudden activation of the Nightmare Technique, Saint Ancestor Haiyi, who was standing next to Qin Fengming, suddenly felt his heart tremble, and a feeling of lethargy suddenly swept through his mind.

Although it was only a moment before he regained consciousness, Saint Ancestor Haiyi knew that if Qin Fengming used all his strength to activate that technique, it would be certain that he would fall into it without him being vigilant.

After this, Saint Ancestor Haiyi already understood why Qin Fengming would safely let Qin Fengming carry Liantai Qing's spirit. Saint Ancestor Haiyi was originally worried that Lian Taiqing's soul would be lost, but now he is relieved.

Qin Fengming used the nightmare technique not only to drink and dine in Qiying Tower, but because he was interested in the female nun.

When he came to the real ghost world, he saw a lot of female cultivators, but those female cultivators were all cultivating the immortal world in Jiuxu Mountain.

Qin Fengming really didn't believe that a female cultivator in the realm of ghost masters traveled from the Immortal Realm of Jiuxu Mountain to the Baimang Wasteland through one or two areas where Mahayana monks were stationed.

And he felt a little familiar, as if the aura of the female cultivator he had seen somewhere was probably not something he had seen in the real ghost world. This made Qin Fengming even more curious.

His first feeling was that maybe the female cultivator was Xiao Bing who was good at changing her appearance. But the breath is not like Xiao Bing.

Now, he naturally wanted to clarify the doubts in his mind.

As Qin Fengming sent a burst of energy into the bodies of the four people, the four monks with dull eyes, as if they were sleepwalking, became more flexible.

Everyone was awake, with confused and frightened expressions on their faces.

Although everyone did not know what they had experienced specifically, they knew in their hearts that the young monk in front of them was definitely not in the realm of a ghost lord. No matter what state they are in, they are definitely not something they can provoke.

"Senior, our Qiying Tower is a restaurant set up by Qingshi City in Bailu City. I didn't treat guests well before, so please forgive me, senior."

The monk surnamed Xue was quite clever. When he saw the three people's expressions fluctuating and not speaking, he immediately bowed and said respectfully.

"Qin is not interested in which force you belong to. Please quickly answer what Qin asked just now." Qin Fengming said coldly with an expressionless expression.

Hearing Qin Fengming's rude words, the four of them were shocked.

The monk surnamed Xue who was in the realm of the Ghost King bowed again and said: "That Chu Ye is a monk of the Ji Yin Sect, with extraordinary strength, comparable to a Xuan level being. I heard that his master is a Taoist priest of the Ji Yin Sect. Elder. The Jiyin Sect is a super sect a million miles southeast of Bailu City. Although there is no Mahayana in the sect, there are as many as seven monks at the peak of Xuanzhu and later stages. The Jiyin Sect and the Corpse Ming Sect can It is said to be the most powerful sect force among the sects and families around the Baimang Wasteland. As for the female cultivator, I don’t know her origin. I think she must be a cultivator from the Jiyin Sect."

Qin Fengming frowned slightly. What the monk surnamed Xue said was not much useful information.

Qin Fengming didn't care about Chu Ye, but he needed to find out the girl's origin.

With his eyes flashing, Qin Fengming was about to say something else, but before he could say anything, a rumble sounded in the room: "I don't know which Taoist friend has arrived at my Qiying Building. Please open the door and see him."

Qin Fengming didn't know whether the entire Qiying Tower heard this sound, but it was very clear in Nanyue Pavilion.

"It's Senior Feng Chen. Senior Feng Chen is a late-stage Xuan-level expert who sits in Qiying Tower." The voice resounded and the monk surnamed Xue immediately spoke.

When he spoke, he didn't show much excitement.

Qin Fengming blinked and then said: "Okay, Qin will ask Senior Feng Chen to unlock the restriction and let him in."

At this time, Qin Fengming and Haiyi Saint Ancestor still showed the peak aura of the Ghost Lord, but the four Qiying Tower monks were already convinced that the two people in front of them must be Xuan-level experts, but they did not know their specific cultivation realm.

Restricted fluctuations flashed, the Nanyue Pavilion portal opened, and a figure entered the room directly.

The fluctuations reappeared, and the restriction covered the door again.

"Fellow Daoist Feng, Mr. Qin has no intention of causing trouble in Qiying Tower. He is just here to wait for a friend. Since he has disturbed fellow Taoist, let's have a chat with him. Do you know who the female cultivator is with Chu Ye of the Jiyin Sect? Where did it come from?”

Qin Fengming turned his back on guests. As soon as the visitor entered the room, he had already spoken.

This Feng Chen has a strong body, with chills all over his body, and the muscles on his face are tense, looking fierce.

He was filled with anger and planned to question him as soon as he came in. However, before he could speak, a young man sitting in a wooden chair opposite him had already spoken out.

What shocked him the most was that the only thing that appeared on the opponent's body was the peak aura of the Ghost Lord.

"Which sect are you from, fellow Taoist? Why did you come to Baiyun City?" Feng Chen just paused for a moment, then his face darkened, and a violent aura spurted out, sweeping directly towards Qin Fengming, and at the same time he shouted coldly and asked .

"Hmph! Qin asks you, just answer."

A cold snort and a light sneer entered the ears of everyone present.

Qin Fengming was too lazy to talk to this late Xuan-level monk, he just wanted to know the answer he wanted to know. After the Jinghun Boo was released, the four monks surnamed Xue immediately shook their bodies and fell into a sluggish state.

However, Feng Chen, who was in the late stage of Xuanjie, even though his eyes were blank for a moment, he regained consciousness only for a moment.

"Hey, Taoist friend has some tricks up his sleeve."

Qin Fengming said softly, and an afterimage flashed on the spot. The moment the monk's eyes cleared up, he waved and pointed two fingers at him.

Saint Ancestor Haiyi closed his eyes and ignored Qin Fengming's technique.

However, the frightened shrieks hit his ears, and the eyelids of Haiyi Saint Ancestor twitched slightly. The powerful disturbing power of the divine soul sound waves hit his ears, and he actually felt a sense of dizziness in his spirit.

A cultivator at the pinnacle of the Xuan level could possess two extremely powerful methods with negative effects, that is, Saint Ancestor Hai Yi, and everyone was slightly surprised. Because these two negative magical powers are obviously not of the same type, and both are extremely powerful.

"You...are you a Mahayana senior?" Feng Chen woke up, his face showed fear, and he spoke in a shocked voice.

"You don't have to worry about Qin's cultivation level. Just answer Qin's question. If you don't answer, then Qin will do it himself." Qin Fengming waved his hand and put the four monks surnamed Xue to the ground and said calmly.

"Ask, as long as Feng knows something, he will tell you." Feng Chen's expression slowly became calm and he replied.