Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

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When the yellow-haired old man intercepted him, the expression of the Chengdan monk who led Qin Fengming into the hall also changed. At the same time, he looked at Qin Fengming, and there was a hint of sympathy in his eyes.

Qin Fengming noticed the monk's expression, but he didn't take the yellow-haired old man's threatening words to heart at all. You must know that he has killed dozens of monks at the peak of Chengdan.

Although the yellow-haired old man may have the support of the Infant Transformation Cultivator behind him, Qin Fengming would not have any fear of the yellow-haired old man as long as he was not personally present.

"Fellow Taoist, please handle the exchange as soon as possible." Seeing the yellow-haired old man leave, Qin Fengming clasped his fists and cupped his hands, and spoke again to the monk in charge of the Green Snake Valley Trade Fair.

"Please take a rest at the Eight Immortals Table, fellow Taoist Qin, and I will help fellow Taoist Taoist handle the matter immediately."

This time, the monk didn't waste any more time and immediately walked up to the stone mirror. His spiritual power circulated in his body, and he fired a magic formula. On the stone mirror, the name of the black stone crystal appeared immediately.

Then the monk walked towards a door in the main hall, and disappeared in a flash of light.

He turned around and looked at the Eight Immortals table not far away. At this time, there were only two old monks in the middle stage of Chengdan sitting at the Eight Immortals table. Qin Fengming walked to the Eight Immortals table without any hesitation and rushed towards the two young monks. The old monk clasped his fists, and then sat down calmly opposite the two monks.

As Qin Fengming sat down, a foundation-building monk immediately walked out of a palace door on one side and placed a tea set in front of Qin Fengming.

Just when Qin Fengming was holding a teapot and pouring a cup of tea for himself, before he could drink it, the two mid-level monks facing him looked at each other, got up and walked towards the Eight Immortals table next to them.

Upon seeing this scene, Qin Fengming's face was startled, and then he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

The behavior of these two monks was not because they were afraid of Qin Fengming, but because they were in awe of the yellow-haired old man. They must be afraid that the yellow-haired old man would get angry with the two of them, so as not to get angry and burn themselves, so they didn't want to sit at the same table with Qin Fengming.

It seems that the old man with yellow hair is undoubtedly a ruthless character.

Thinking that these two people are both in the middle stage of alchemy cultivation, they are quite different from that of the yellow-haired old man. Moreover, these two people are wearing casual cultivator clothes and are not sect monks. It is understandable to be afraid.

The yellow-haired old man on the other side sneered when he saw this. The other monks sitting here looked at Qin Fengming coming and going, but most of their eyes were filled with gloating.

Faced with this scene, Qin Fengming chose to ignore it. The monks were all selfish, so it was normal to have such a reaction.

Just as Qin Fengming was sitting peacefully, as if no one was around, suddenly a middle-aged man wearing a fiery red gown stood up from the Eight Immortals table on the other side. This man had the cultivation level of the late stage of becoming an elixir. After passing through the main hall, he went straight to the Eight Immortals Table where Qin Fengming was sitting. He cupped his fists and cupped his hands and said:

"Fellow Daoist Qin has invited me, Lu Fei. How about we sit together with my brother?"

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Lu, you're too polite, but it doesn't hurt to have a seat."

The middle-aged monk in front of him was extremely polite. Qin Fengming was not arrogant, so he stood up and returned the courtesy, saying politely.

As the middle-aged man in red arrived, service staff naturally rearranged the tea sets.

"Fellow Daoist Qin, Lu admires fellow Taoist Daoist so much that he even dared to contradict Huang Xuzi in person. This is a sign of great confidence among the monks of our generation."

The middle-aged man in red raised his hand to pour some tea, and after taking a sip from the tea cup, he whispered.

Upon hearing this, Qin Fengming's heart couldn't help but move. Although this middle-aged monk behaved quite well, Qin Fengming could see a hint of cunning in his face.

Under the sneer in his heart, Qin Fengming's face showed no emotion, and he laughed and said: "What can I show off? Qin is just telling the truth, and he has no disrespect to Taoist friend Huang Xuzi at all."

Seeing the black-faced monk in front of him saying this, the middle-aged man in red also chuckled to himself and said again: "It seems that Fellow Daoist Qin is definitely not a monk from Minzhou, otherwise how could he not recognize Yanyun Mountain?"

"Oh, what Fellow Daoist Lu said is true. Qin Fengming is indeed not a monk near Minzhou. Is Yanyun Mountain very famous? Qin needs to ask Fellow Daoist Lu for advice."

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Qin is magnanimous. In that case, let Lu introduce it to Fellow Daoist Qin."

The middle-aged man surnamed Lu felt happy when he saw Qin Fengming's confused look. After smiling, he recounted the whole story.

It turns out that Yanyun Mountain is not that vast, and its area is only two to three hundred miles wide. Among the mountains, there is smoke all year round, which makes them look very mysterious. Although the spiritual energy there is relatively dense, because the area is too small, there is no sect standing there.

Two hundred years ago, Yanyun Mountain was occupied by a family of cultivators named Huang. The size of that family is neither small nor large. Among the family, there is a monk in the middle stage of transforming into an infant, and there are also more than ten monks who have become alchemists.

Such a family can already be regarded as a middle-level immortal cultivating family.

Unexpectedly, two hundred years ago, a monk named the Evil Spirit Ancestor came, leading four disciples. The leader's master has already reached the intermediate stage of Transformation Infant, and even one of his disciples has successfully condensed Nascent Soul and entered the Transformation Infant stage.

When I came to Yanyun Mountain, I fell in love with the place that is shrouded in smoke all year round. So he sent a disciple to the Xiuxian family named Huang and said: "Within three days, all members of the Xiuxian family named Huang will move out of the mountains. If you don't move by then, you will be responsible for the consequences." .”

When the Xiuxian family surnamed Huang received the news, they would not show weakness, and a war would inevitably break out.

No one would have thought that the five masters and disciples were extremely powerful. After a great battle, the Supreme Patriarch of the Xiuxian Family named Huang was killed on the spot by the evil spirit ancestor who was in the middle stage of infant transformation. The others named Huang When the family members saw him, they ran away in all directions.

However, under the pursuit of the five masters and disciples, the top Zhanli in the Xiuxian family surnamed Huang were slaughtered, and only a few people surnamed Huang escaped.

The five evil spirit ancestors naturally occupied the Yanyun Mountain and regarded the place where the Huang family was as their final destination.

Although this matter was later known to several major sects in Minzhou, they all chose to ignore it after knowing that the evil spirit ancestor was a mid-stage infant-transformation monk and his methods were astonishing.

Faced with an extremely powerful monk in the middle stage of infant transformation, even the sect is generally unwilling to take action and provoke powerful enemies for the sect.

You must know that if a monk in the middle stage of Transformation wants to escape, it will be difficult for several monks of the same level to stop him, unless a great monk in the late stage of Transformation comes in person. But none of those big monks would take action for an unrelated small cultivator family.

The five masters and disciples of the Evil Spirit Patriarch dared to do something so sudden and cruel because they knew the thoughts of the Immortal Cultivating Sect very well.