Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

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After experiencing some horror before, Qin Fengming realized that although his own sea of ​​consciousness had been tempered by heaven-defying divine objects, and he had many spiritual methods that were far superior to those of other monks, he still had shortcomings.

The reason why he was able to win in the end this time had to be said to be luck.

Although luck was also due to his own accumulation, it still made him feel a crisis and forced him to re-examine himself.

Qin Fengming's physical toughness is definitely far better than that of monks of the same level. Even if he competes with body-refining beings in the Mahayana, he will not get scared. He has always believed that the physical body can withstand most of the corrosive environments in the world of immortality.

The reason why he dared to go deep into the Dark Wind Canyon this time was because he thought he was physically strong.

Otherwise, if it were other monks, even if they were protected by Wenhuan Beast Armor, they would definitely not be able to reach such a deep place.

However, he still underestimated the dangers of the world of cultivating immortals. The Holy Soul of the First Lord, which had condensed into a spiritual fetus, although it had not yet developed spiritual wisdom and was not fully formed, showed such terrifying power that it could be said that it was impossible to kill Qin Fengming. Not difficult.

Qin Fengming thought that it was impossible to refine such a terrifying and powerful Saint Soul, but when he heard Sang Tai's words, he suddenly realized that even if he could not refine the spirit core material of the spiritual fetus, as long as he could melt the sea of ​​consciousness that was filling the sea at the moment, The strange mist released by the Holy Soul of the First Lord, the benefits he received must be heaven-defying.

"Refining the mist here... Qin will give it a try and see if it works."

For a moment, Qin Fengming's eyes shone brightly, and he immediately sat cross-legged in the void, made secrets with his hands, and began to perform spells.

He is now in the body of a spirit. In this special space of the sea of ​​consciousness, the spells he can perform must be soul energy spells.

Other magical powers may not be able to affect the strange mist that fills the sea of ​​consciousness. The first thing that comes to mind when it comes to magical powers is the Treasure Transformation Ghost Refining Technique. Back in Qingyun Space, facing the cold and gloomy wind, Qin Fengming had used the Treasure Transformation Ghost Refining Technique to temper his body and purify the essence of the soul treasure in his body.

Although he is not a physical body at the moment, Qin Fengming had previously used the soul energy to activate the Treasure Transformation Ghost Refining Technique when faced with the impact of energy fluctuations from the First Lord's Holy Soul, making the soul's body tough. The surrounding energy absorbed at that time did not cause any damage to his soul.

"It works!" As a ball of soul mist enveloped his body, Qin Fengming suddenly said a word of surprise.

The Treasure Ghost Refining Technique is aimed at various substances containing soul energy. It is impossible for Qin Fengming to copy the physical technique here, but he can still do it with a little stimulation of the Treasure Technique.

Feeling that the surrounding mist was absorbed by the spirit body, and then wrapped in the spirit pattern magic and circulated in the spirit body, Qin Fengming was completely sure that the mist could be refined and absorbed by his spirit body.

It's just that the operation has just been performed,

He still doesn't know what kind of benefits these mist can bring to the spirit body.

Seeing Qin Fengming's soul and body once again wrapped in mist, and hazy in it, Sangtai stood on the spot, the solemn expression in his eyes becoming more intense.

He has been with Qin Fengming all year round and has been staying in Qin Fengming's sea of ​​consciousness, but he doesn't know much about Qin Fengming.

Qin Fengming didn't want his secrets to be exposed too much, so he had been deliberately sealing the sea of ​​​​consciousness. Normally, he would never let Sang Tai see the scene of the sea of ​​​​consciousness.

Only when Qin Fengming's sea of ​​consciousness changes, Sang Tai will feel it. What he sees is only the change of the sea of ​​consciousness.

Seeing that Qin Fengming found a way to refine these weird and strange mists without much hesitation, Sangtai knew that the young man in front of him was not simple even if his memory had not been restored.

Sangtai was a little lucky to have met Qin Fengming.

If he ventures into the world of immortality by himself, he really doesn't have much confidence in whether he can ascend to the spiritual world in a short period of time. Because until this moment, he had not recovered much memory, and he also did not remember much about his own martial arts and magical powers.

However, he felt very familiar with Chi You's True Demonic Technique. He had a feeling that as long as he regained his physical body, he would be able to practice it and break through it quickly.

This feeling has always existed in Sang Tai's heart, but he felt that the dozens of demon bodies Qin Fengming was looking for were not satisfactory and were not the most suitable body he was looking for.

Sangtai stayed in seclusion in Qin Fengming's sea of ​​consciousness all year round, and the benefits he obtained surprised Sangtai. The result was that Sangtai did not want to take away a body at will.

The most important thing was that he saw how powerful Qin Fengming was, so he was so picky about what he wanted rather than what he wanted.

"Hey, it's really not easy. Just by using a spell, you can activate the mist to form a huge energy vortex." Sang Tai suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at Qin Fengming's body slowly turning to form a huge energy vortex, and he tsked. Voice.

This was not the first time that Sang Tai saw Qin Fengming take action. Qin Fengming had also lifted the restriction on the sea of ​​consciousness before and asked Sang Tai to pay attention to the situation outside. Mainly because he wanted Sangtae to choose a physical body.

I have only seen Qin Fengming's various methods with my own eyes a few times.

Sangtai didn't know the Magic Treasure Ghost Refining Technique, but he could see the mysterious technique Qin Fengming was performing at this moment.

As time slowly passed, the mist that filled the vast sky and earth was attracted, like a surging river and sea, slowly converging towards the huge whirlpool formed around Qin Fengming.

Qin Fengming's body was completely submerged in the whirlpool, and even his hazy figure was no longer visible.

Time passed slowly, the void roared, and the fog rolled across the sky. The entire world seemed to be completely enveloped in a huge whirlpool.

The feeling here is not very clear about the flow of time, and it is difficult to know the specific time.

After an unknown amount of time, the void became much brighter, the rolling mist became thinner, and the energy of the sea of ​​consciousness slowly grew and became fuller.

Sangtai felt at ease, knowing that the danger had completely passed.

Suddenly, a long roar resounded through the rolling fog. The mist surged violently, then suddenly collapsed and dissipated in an instant.

Qin Fengming's spirit appeared in the collapsing mist.

"Yes, the mist released by the Holy Soul of the First Lord is really good!" The whistle stopped, and Qin Fengming appeared in front of Sangtai with a smile on his face.

"The mist has been refined and absorbed by you. I wonder what the benefits are?" Sangtai asked urgently.

With Sangtai's ability at this moment, he is still unable to dabble in the mist, but being able to use magic to expel it is already quite extraordinary. Although he cannot refine the mist, Sangtai still has a lot of thoughts about the strange mist released by the Holy Soul of the First Lord. expect.

"The powerful power of this mist is to isolate the transfer of soul energy, but if the spell can be used properly, it will definitely have a greater effect." Qin Fengming's eyes were bright and his face was full of excitement.

Sang Tai was speechless. He already knew the insulating effect of the mist, so there was no need for Qin Fengming to explain it.

Before Sang Tai could speak again, Qin Fengming's spirit suddenly flew away, and soon, a figure flew out from the sea of ​​consciousness below.

"It turns out that my spiritual body has always been in the sea of ​​consciousness, but it was isolated by the mist and unable to sense it."

Qin Fengming's soul quickly touched that figure and quickly merged together.

The mist released by the First Saint's Holy Soul was so powerful that even Qin Fengming's own spiritual body was not aware of it as it was rising and falling in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"The danger is still there at this time. We can wait until we leave this place." Qin Fengming's mysterious soul sensed itself and immediately turned to look at Sang Tai.

The words are spoken, and the spiritual consciousness has left the sea of ​​consciousness.

Sensing his physical body, Qin Fengming let out a sigh of relief. His physical body was fine, which reassured him. After experiencing the previous dangers, he had a sense of reincarnation.

"What happened to the Consciousness Sea? Why can't we communicate?" Qin Fengming had just regained control of his body when a sharp cry sounded in his ears.

The Second Xuanhun spirit body and Jun Yan were very worried during this period. No matter how they called, they could not wake up Qin Fengming. Even when the second mysterious soul spirit body tried to enter the physical body, it was blocked by an invisible force and could not enter it at all.

"An accident occurred in the sea of ​​consciousness. It was invaded by a strange aura and was cut off from the outside world. What happened to the Saint Soul Liquid Group of the First Lord?" Looking at the green crystal star sand and the filled red mist all around, he sensed Qin Fengming was completely relieved as the icy cold breath swelled, and he asked.