Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

Although a single spiritual grass at this time, no matter how old it is, cannot make Qin Fengming make the slightest improvement in his own cultivation, but facing such a precious spiritual grass, any monk who sees it will want to take it as his own.

This kind of mentality is also due to human nature. Dasein monks show this even more obviously.

As soon as his body moved, Qin Fengming immediately walked towards a hidden place nearby. Now that he found a spiritual fruit in front of him that seemed to be extremely precious, he had to plan carefully.

The eight monks who were fighting in the distance were undoubtedly in the late stages of alchemy and at the peak of their cultivation. The place that everyone was paying attention to at this time was undoubtedly the spiritual fruit. He wanted to take away this spiritual fruit without anyone noticing in front of the eight Chengdan monks. Qin Fengming believed that he did not have such means.

Hiding in a secret place and watching the eight people fighting in the distance, Qin Fengming felt sad for a moment.

A full cup of tea time passed, and Qin Fengming still couldn't think of a suitable solution. In this confusing area, although there is no hot lava on the surface, Qin Fengming knows that as long as it goes a few feet deep, there will undoubtedly be hot lava.

Under this situation, Qin Fengming's best earth escape talisman has no use.

If he wants to pick the spiritual fruit, Qin Fengming only has one method available, that is, someone must restrain the eight people in the distance, and his attention must be greatly relaxed, and then risk being killed by the other eight Chengdan cultivators. Only with the risk of attack can there be any possibility of picking it.

However, facing the simultaneous attacks of eight cultivators at the peak of the late stage of becoming an elixir, Qin Fengming absolutely did not dare to risk his life.

Just when Qin Fengming felt troubled and shook his head in pain, he suddenly discovered that the eight monks in front of him suddenly stopped fighting at the same time. It seemed as if something forced everyone to stop.

Seeing this, Qin Fengming couldn't help but think: "Did another monk pass by this place and find this spiritual fruit?"

"Hahaha, I never thought that several Taoist friends would be so enthusiastic and start to compete here. It really surprised Wang." Just when Qin Fengming was confused, he suddenly A loud voice came from within the dense fog in the distance.

As the sound of loud laughter came, the faces of the eight people from Fanyin Temple and Qingming Sect who had been fighting just now changed drastically at the same time, and they turned to look at the place where the voice came from.

"Amitabha, who are the old monks? It turns out they are some fellow Taoists from Heisha Island."

When he saw who was coming, a monk from Fanyin Temple recited the Buddha's name and said politely with his hands clasped together.

"Brother, look, there is a spiritual fruit in the middle of the eight people."

Following a hurried shout from the seven monks who had just appeared, these monks looked startled at the same time and glanced towards the center of Fanyin Temple and the eight members of the Qingming Sect.

After a while, the expressions of the seven monks changed, and there was no doubt that there was a sense of joy on their faces.

"Haha, it turns out that fellow Taoists are fighting together because of this spiritual fruit. I saw that there are five spiritual fruits on top of this spiritual fruit. If not, how about we and the three parties divide them up? "

After seeing the spiritual fruit in front of him clearly, the old man surnamed Wang who just spoke spoke again, and the meaning of his words was undoubtedly very different.

"Amitabha, what does the donor mean by this? This spiritual fruit is the one that appears in our Fanyin Temple, but the donor's intention is very inappropriate."

Upon discovering that the seven monks from Heisha Island had appeared in front of them, the monks from Fanyin Temple and Qingming Sect looked at each other with alertness in their eyes. After hearing the words of the old man named Wang on Heisha Island, the eight people looked at each other, but the leading monk of Fanyin Temple said loudly.

At this time, Qin Fengming couldn't help but feel dizzy after hearing what the old man named Wang said.

Although there are no monks on Heisha Island, and the number and cultivation level of its monks are not outstanding, its status is extremely special in the world of immortal cultivation in the Yuanfeng Empire.

Because the sect on Heisha Island is also a first-class sect, but there are several great monks in the sect.

There are also countless monks who transform themselves into infants.

And the place where it is located is even more special. Not within the Yuanfeng Empire. But it is in an extremely strange and difficult-to-find open sea. If no one recommends him or is transmitted through the teleportation array, it will be difficult for even the Infant Transformation cultivator to reach his sect.

This alone is not enough to make Qin Fengming feel afraid. But there is something else that exists in this. That is, all the monks on Heisha Island practice an extremely strange method: the Demonic Art.

This can be called weird because of this demon technique, after the practitioner advances to the realm of becoming an elixir, when fighting with others, he can transform into a half-human, half-demon monster.

As long as its transformation is successful, its cultivation level will immediately rise to a small level, and the power of its methods will definitely increase several times as its level increases.

If a cultivator at the peak of becoming an elixir performs this demon technique, his cultivation level will immediately surge. Although it is not completely comparable to that of a cultivator at the early stage of transforming into an infant, it is not far behind.

This kind of secret technique is extremely powerful when fighting against monks of the same level.

Among the seven cultivators from Heisha Island who appeared at this time, six of them were at the peak of Chengdan, and the other one was already at the late stage of Chengdan.

If seven people transform at the same time, then six people will have the strength to fight against the early stage monks. Even Qin Fengming was very afraid when he saw such a weird and secret technique.

"Hahaha, fellow Taoists, regardless of who discovered this spiritual thing, there is no doubt that it is still an ownerless thing at this time. Since brothers and I have encountered it, I don't know, but I will definitely get a share of the pie. of."

Hearing the answer from the monk of Fanyin Temple, the old man named Wang burst into laughter again. Although his voice was still polite, the meaning of his words was undoubtedly very domineering.

"Hmph, everyone says that you, the people from Heisha Island, are very powerful, but I, the Qingming Sect, don't believe it. If you want to get your hands on this spiritual thing, you need to pass the test of Zhai."

Before the monks from Fanyin Temple could reply, an old man with white beard from Qingming Sect, who was invisible in a layer of black mist, spoke first.

Qingming Sect is also a first-class sect, and the monks among them are all demonic monks with extremely vicious methods. They are usually respected with great respect. However, seeing the monks from Heisha Island being so aggressive, it is hard to suppress the anger in their hearts.

"Hmph, so you don't want to share this spiritual fruit equally with us and our fellow disciples? Let's just show the truth in our methods. If the seven of us are defeated, we don't need you. Fellow Taoist Yan said, I will turn around and leave, otherwise, several fellow Taoists will have no choice but to leave their lives here."

The monk surnamed Wang snorted softly, still looking calm and calm, but his words contained a sinister tone.