Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

(I was pulled out of work yesterday, so I will update three times today, and try to finish it before twelve o'clock)

Qin Fengming, who returned to the attic, did not meditate and rest immediately. Instead, he took out the blue stone and looked at it carefully. The surface of this piece of material is wrapped in a layer of looming blue light. When the spiritual consciousness penetrates into it, a kind of extremely thick water-attribute energy is contained in it.

Looking at the blue stone in his hand, Qin Fengming was filled with joy. He had never thought that he would be in such a situation before attending the Green Snake Valley Fair and get a piece of precious material that he had been looking forward to for a long time.

The Xuanwei Qingyan Sword that Qin Fengming wanted to refine was an extremely famous magic weapon from ancient times, and the materials required were extremely precious items at that time. After so many thousands of years of changes, the world of cultivating immortals at this time seems to be even more cherished.

Although Qin Fengming's weapon refining skills could have been replaced by several other materials, he did not choose this because he knew that although the materials he needed were extremely rare and hard to find, there must still be some in the world of immortality. , not compared to those magical materials that have long since disappeared.

And after getting the obsidian crystal again, Qin Fengming strengthened his belief in his heart: It is better to lack than to waste.

Carefully putting the blue stone into the storage ring, Qin Fengming gathered his thoughts and began to meditate with his eyes closed to rest. This cultivation lasted for one day and one night. During this time, no more transmission notes appeared.

In just one day, Qin Fengming, who was meditating and resting, did not know that although he only participated in two magic circle competitions. But at this time, he was already becoming famous in the Jingyun Sect Gambling Conference.

The people who spread Qin Fengming's fame were the two Jingyun Sect monks who had presided over his magic circle competition.

It turns out that the Chengdan monks of Jingyun Sect who presided over the competition were not always on duty, but were replaced by other monks every five days.

This is not because Jingyun Sect has many alchemy-developing monks, but because Jingyun Sect has to do this, because Jingyun Sect’s alchemy-developing monks will also be tempted by those treasures. It is inevitable to challenge the competition next time.

Of course, when the Jingyun Sect monks are going to compete, they need to show their identity and not use their power to overwhelm others, because the Jingyun Sect is good at the magic circle and is well aware of all the changes within the magic circle. In this situation, the competition can only take place with the consent of the other party.

In fact, for the Chengdan monks of Jingyun Sect, not every magic circle is familiar to them. Therefore, whenever the monks who preside over the competition change, they will gather together and inform each other which monks have passed the magic circle. Contest.

It was during this exchange that Qin Fengming became known to the Jingyun Sect monks.

You should know that although Qin Fengming only participated in two magic circle gambling battles, both of these gambling battles ended with the magic circle being broken.

Although Qin Fengming said that he accidentally touched the magic circle's eye during the first fight, the second time he said it was because the energy of the magic circle's spiritual stone was exhausted. But in the hearts of these old monsters who have lived for three to four hundred years, they all understand that this is definitely not the truth. The middle-aged monk must be someone who is very familiar with the magic circle.

Under the rumors from the Jingyun Sect monks, the black-faced middle-aged man named Qin was gradually known to many Chengdan monks.

Of course, among the thousands of monks who have come here, there are a few individual monks who have researched the magic circle, but they are not a minority. Everyone is only aware of Qin Fengming, a monk in the early stages of becoming an elixir, but when it comes to fear, they are not a lot.

One day later, another voice transmission message appeared in front of Qin Fengming. This time, someone took a fancy to his yellow peach stone. So Qin Fengming stood up again and left the attic.

This time, the person who gambled with Qin Fengming was a middle-stage Chengdan monk surnamed Hu who did not look very old. However, he did not have the materials to refine the Xuanwei Qingyan Sword, but it was announced by Qin Fengming. A large number of precious items for refining puppets.

The items for refining the puppet are also what Qin Fengming needs.

After negotiation between the two parties, a trap formation was chosen for this competition to see who could break out of the formation within the specified time.

Seeing the other party swearing so confidently,

However, Qin Fengming knew that the other party either had a deep understanding of the magic circle, or had a powerful magic weapon or a tool to break the formation.

Qin Fengming would not be worried at all about this. With the agreement of both parties, the two of them followed a Jingyun Sect Chengdan monk and teleported to a magic circle. After the Jingyun Sect monk informed them of some precautions, the two of them stepped into the array.

This magic circle is a trap divided into two. There are two sets of traps that are unrelated to each other. Even if one person breaks out of the trap, the other will still be trapped in the trap.

As soon as he entered, Qin Fengming's vision suddenly went dark. When he opened his eyes again, he was already in a valley with a radius of more than a hundred feet and was surrounded by mountains.

This valley is surrounded by mountains. There is no road outside the mountains. The mountain walls are also extremely steep. Within the prohibition of flying, even monks cannot leave this place.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Qin Fengming didn't have any strange expression. His eyes were bright and he was constantly patrolling the surroundings. A moment later, with a shake of his hand, a magic weapon shot out and continuously hit the surrounding stone walls.

After a moment, Qin Fengming showed a smile. After attacking the surrounding stone walls, no attack effect appeared at all. The impact of each layer of magic weapons only scattered a few stone fragments on the rocks above the stone walls.

Looking at the trapping formation in front of him, Qin Fengming already knew that this trapping formation was the most common type of trapping formation. There is no attack in it, and it relies only on the extremely heavy defensive capabilities of the magic circle. What needs to be tested is also the monk's attack method.

For this kind of trap that is not dangerous, Qin Fengming has many methods to break it. But under the supervision of the Jingyun Sect monks, there are several methods that are difficult to use. Even with several powerful magic weapons, he didn't want to show them here.

After thinking for a moment, Qin Fengming still sacrificed hundreds of fire talismans. Inspired by his spiritual thoughts, hundreds of Huimang attacked the surrounding mountain walls.

The fire mang talisman is a low-level talisman. Even if the Jingyun Sect monk who controls the magic circle finds it, there will be nothing wrong. Although these fire mang are powerful, in the eyes of the Chengdan monk, they are not that much. A fearful heart. I'm just a little surprised by the amount.

For these fire mang talismans, although in a real fight, it may take hundreds of fire mang to intercept a magic weapon of an alchemy monk, but facing this magic circle, it is different. The fires were scattered on the rock wall with a radius of 100 feet, and their attacks were almost indistinguishable. The power of the attacks was enough to be equal to the effect of dozens of alchemy cultivator magic weapons attacking at the same time.

The magic circle here could only besiege the Chengdan monks. Under such a powerful fire attack, Qin Fengming only consumed less than two thousand talismans, and the surrounding stone walls were destroyed. The unbelievable face of the Jingyun Sect monk appeared in front of Qin Fengming.

From the time Qin Fengming entered the formation to the time he broke out of the formation, only two sticks of incense had passed.

Seeing the monk in the early stages of becoming an elixir with no expression in front of him, the elder Jingyun Sect was so shocked that it was hard to express in words. He had already heard about Qin Fengming. Regarding those huge numbers of fire talismans, the old man felt numb in his heart.

The coercion displayed by those Huo Mang was extremely shocking. Even if he was suddenly surrounded by thousands of Huo Mang with such power, he would not be able to escape easily.

"Congratulations to fellow Taoist for getting out of the formation so quickly." Facing the middle-aged monk in front of him, the old man of Jingyun Sect who was in the middle stage of becoming an elixir, he was sincerely impressed.