Hundred Refinements Ascension Record

The monk surnamed Yan's face became terrified, and he took the jade slip in Qin Fengming's hand with his skill, and just as his spiritual consciousness sank into it, his expression changed drastically.

I saw that in the jade slips, where he used his spiritual power to describe the two handwritings through his spiritual consciousness, there were no handwritings left at this time, only a square that seemed to have been deliberately painted with energy existed on it.

"Ah, this... this... how did it become like this?"

Amidst the exclamation, the middle-aged man surnamed Yan was stunned on the spot.

He has been cultivating immortals for hundreds of years, but he has never encountered such a situation.Obviously, he has completely printed the two characters in his memory into the jade slip in his hand, but at this time there is no trace of writing on it.

"Fellow Daoist Yan, don't be alarmed. Fellow Daoist Qin has already engraved the words into the jade slips. Of course, Qin knows the reason. Qin can guess some of the reasons for this situation. Qin wants to know, the small sect that Fellow Daoist Yan was going to join at the beginning. , I wonder if it still exists at this time?"

The monk surnamed Yan is not familiar with the magic circle making talismans, so it is naturally impossible for others to know the profound and mysterious spells, if he is not a master of spells, it will be difficult for others to record them completely.

As a master of formation, Qin Fengming knew that if the scroll in his hand was checked by a cultivator in the realm of alchemy, he would definitely be attacked by the words in the scroll with just one glance, and there would be no doubt that he would fall on the spot.

Even a monk surnamed Yan will be unstable, which is enough to explain the problem.

"Ah, although the ancestors of the younger generation were monks of Huangquan Palace, after leaving Huangquan Palace, they went to Jian'an Mansion. The younger generation grew up in a border area of ​​Jian'an Mansion since childhood. When they cultivated to the realm of ghost generals, the family became Send the younger generation to Baji Gate, which is only [-] to [-] miles away from the family.

The Baji sect is considered a large sect within a radius of [-] li of the junior family, but at this time, it is only equivalent to a third or fourth rank sect.There are only two or three ghost monks in the gate.Whether he is still alive at this time, the younger generation does not know. "

The middle-aged man surnamed Yan didn't dare to hide the slightest bit, with a slightly dignified expression, he explained in detail.

"Well, Mr. Qin forgot, Daoyou and Li Daoyou were both from Jian'an Mansion, it seems that I have to go back to Jian'an Mansion."

Hearing the words of the monk surnamed Yan, Qin Fengming couldn't help but flash his embarrassment, and whispered to himself.

Looking at the calm face of the young monk in front of him, the middle-aged man surnamed Yan also felt turmoil in his heart.Just now, when he was looking at the scroll, Qin Fengming reminded him to be a little more careful, but he was still caught by the words on it.

But looking at the young man in front of him just now, there was no abnormality in his face, his expression was extremely calm, as if he hadn't been attacked by that strange energy.This alone made the monk surnamed Yan admire him very much.

Qin Fengming was also extremely disturbed by the black scroll in his hand.

Based on his understanding of spells, this scroll must be a classic about spells and spells.And it is definitely not a modern thing in the ghost world.Maybe it is something left over from the upper realm, and it is also very possible.

Since the monk surnamed Yan has seen two similar writings recorded on rocks, it is enough to show that the Bajimen must also be a long-standing sect.It is even more likely that there are classics of this kind of writing in its gate.Don't search for it.He will not feel at ease.

Carefully putting the black scroll into the storage ring, Qin Fengming once again found the ancestors of the Xie family to practice formation.For the next few months, Qin Fengming has been studying Xie's collection.

Along the way, he really gained a lot.

Although we did not find the refining method and spells of the Ten Thousand Swords Locking Soul Formation that the Xie family is famous for, we have seen a lot of refining experience of the ancestors of the Xie family.

Undoubtedly, this pair of Qin Fengming's magic circle refining has greatly increased.

"Senior, the front is the sphere of influence of the Yin Sect, please show me how to proceed next?"

Before I knew it, four or five months had passed.Although the old man surnamed Li was not moving fast, he was cautious and did not encounter any powerful monks blocking him along the way.Finally, it was safe and sound to the place under the jurisdiction of the Yinzong.

In a flash, Qin Fengming appeared in front of the old man surnamed Li.

"Friend Daoist, although the Yin Sect can only be regarded as a first-rate or second-rate sect in the ghost world, if Qin cannot show up, he will definitely not gain anything if he directly visits the sect. The square market set up by the Yin Sect? As long as you spend a lot of money, it shouldn't be difficult to find out the source of the deep grass."

Looking at the endless mountains and peaks in front of him, Qin Fengming thought for a while and said.

"Well, what the senior said is very true. The Shiyin sect is famous for planting spiritual grass. The square city naturally exists, so the younger generation should go to the Shiyin sect's Fangshi."

The old man surnamed Li didn't have any objection, and flew towards the depths of the mountains together with the light.

Finding a square city in a radius of tens of thousands of miles is not an easy task.It took the old man surnamed Li three full days to find a square city on a high mountain peak.

The old man surnamed Li entered the square market, but Qin Fengming found that there were only thirty or forty shops in this square city, but what was surprising was that there was not a single monk in this square city.

"Senior, there is a strange atmosphere here, why is there no monk in such a big city?"

Just after entering Fangshi, the old man surnamed Li also found something strange here.

"Well, Li Daoyou, be careful, there is indeed something strange here. You go into the shop next to it and see if there is any change in it?"

Looking at the situation in front of him, Qin Fengming couldn't help becoming vigilant.His consciousness was released, and he glanced at the entire square city. What made him speechless was that the restrictions in all the shops had not expired, and it was still difficult for his consciousness to penetrate into it.

But in such a big city, even the slightest trace of a monk's breath was not detected.This is indeed puzzling.

Under careful vigilance, the old man surnamed Li raised his hand to open the door of a shop on the farthest edge, and stepped into it.

In this shop, except for the slightest personnel and merchandise, the tables and chairs and other items are all available, and there is no sign of damage.It seems that when the owner of the store was leaving, he had carefully arranged all the valuables before taking them away.

I searched for several shops in a row, but what I saw was almost the same.

It seems that in this square city, all the shops were evacuated in an orderly manner overnight.

"Something must have happened here, otherwise, how could such a square city be hollowed out suddenly? Li Daoyou, it seems that I need to go to the Yinzong sect later."

In a blink of an eye, Qin Fengming was already standing in the shop of the Shiyin Sect in this square city.Looking at the slightly messy scene in front of him, a trace of gloom suddenly appeared on his face.

Based on the situation at the scene, it is not difficult to see that the members of the Shiyin Sect left in a hurry compared to other shops, because the entire three floors of the shop were full of tables and chairs, and the shop door was wide open.

"Quack quack, there is another market here. It seems that we are lucky, everyone, quickly besiege the market in front, and don't want to let go of a monk from the ghost world."

Just when the old man surnamed Li agreed and turned around to go downstairs from the third floor of the Yinzong store, a sound of unscrupulous laughter suddenly came from a distance, and then he saw a huge monster fog in the distance, and a large number of figures appeared Comes from the mountains in the distance.

As the monster mist diffused, it enveloped the city almost instantly...