Hundred Refinements Ascension Record

Qin Fengming is not stupid, of course he would not commit suicide.

He always felt in his heart that this soul sacrifice was a threat to himself, as long as it could be destroyed, he would naturally take action worthy of the spare effort.

And entering the realm of ghosts is not just to destroy the soul sacrifice.The place where there is a lot of real ghost energy is the most important purpose of his entering it.

Now that Qin Fengming has made a decision, he will naturally not hesitate to change it.

But to enter the realm of ghosts, he still needs to make the necessary preparations.Because the place is full of mist, there is no shortage of energy. For human monks, refining Yin Qi is more troublesome than Spiritual Qi.But it didn't affect Qin Fengming at all.

After entering the cave, he stayed for more than three months.

During the three months, no monks came to disturb him.The battle near the Valley of Shadows is long over.Under the auspices of Master Brown Tiger, a cultivator named Xianzun, the cultivators of the Immortal Remains killed thousands of ghost cultivators on the spot after losing dozens of people.

Although hundreds of Guishuai Guixiu fled into the crack, they were still beheaded in the tunnel under the personal attack of Master Brown Tiger.

One day after March, the restriction of the cave where Qin Fengming was staying suddenly disappeared, and a figure flashed and appeared at the entrance of the cave.With the light coming together, Dun flew towards the Valley of Shadows.

After more than three months of retreat, Qin Fengming finally showed up.This time, he did not see Master Brown Tiger, Patriarch Chi Ming, Pan Qingkang, Bao Chengtian and others again, but with a flash of his figure, he directly sank into the huge crack that was still filled with red mist.

As soon as his figure entered the space crack, a talisman with a faint green glow was activated, and the fluorescent light flickered, covering his entire figure in it.

As the fluorescent light flickered, Qin Fengming's figure suddenly disappeared without a trace as if it had turned into nothingness.

The power of the Wind Hidden Talisman, in Qin Fengming's hands at this time, is much stronger than when he first advanced to Transforming into an Infant.

Moreover, the Fengyin Talisman he made with his own hands is many times stronger than that given by Master Daoyi back then.

Let alone a few assembled ghost cultivators, even if they met a psychic cultivator head-on at this time, there might not be many who could be exposed.

In the space crack, although the suction still exists, it will naturally have no effect on Qin Fengming.

Sensing the red mist filling the surroundings, Qin Fengming also became vigilant, and with the release of his spiritual sense, he also displayed his clear eyesight to the extreme.

In the cracks, there are gusts of sharp yin wind, the yin wind slashes through like wind blades randomly, and there is a kind of power to kill the soul in it.

Although these yin winds like wind knives have little effect on him, if ghosts and ghosts in the Qi gathering period or foundation building state are in it, they will definitely be cut and killed by the yin wind blades.

The crack passage was not very long, half an hour later, Qin Fengming only felt a bright light in front of his eyes.The figure appeared in an open space.

Although there are many mountains here, there is no vegetation, like a dead land.

But feeling the surge of pure yin energy around him, Qin Fengming's spirit was shaken suddenly, his eyes flashed brightly, and the color of joy appeared on his face.Here, in the yin energy permeating around the body, there is an extremely obvious breath of real ghosts that makes the monks in the ghost world extremely happy.

Even if he doesn't go to the place where the yin qi gushes out, but just cultivates here for several years, the breath of real ghosts he absorbs is definitely beyond the imagination of the monks in the ghost world.

Withdrawing his excitement, Qin Fengming quickly released his consciousness, covering thousands of miles around him.What reassures Qin Fengming is that there are no ghost cultivators stationed near the crack passage.

Although the surrounding red mist was still tumbling and converging at this time, what surprised Qin Fengming was that the place where the majestic red mist gathered was not where the crack channel was, but was rolling away thousands of miles away.

Near the crack, it has become stable.

After scanning, a land shrouded in white mist appeared in his mind.In the land of white mist where the spiritual sense could not detect the edge, he sensed the existence of forbidden fluctuations.

Although not very intense, it still shook his spirits.And the red mist flowed into the place shrouded in white mist.

You don't need to think too much about that place, you can know that it is the place where hundreds of millions of ghosts hide.

There are hundreds of millions of ghosts without sanity, even in the realm of powerful ghost cultivators, it is not easy to coordinate and guard so many ghosts.Without the restraint of the magic circle, these ghosts would have scattered and fled in all directions.

In the place shrouded in white mist, no ghost cultivator was detected in his spiritual consciousness.

Every time the passage is opened, tens of millions of ghosts from the realm of ghosts invade the Immortal Remains, and there has never been a large number of monks from the Immortal Relics entering this place.Qin Fengming certainly wouldn't be surprised that there was no ghost cultivator stationed near the passage.

With a flash of his figure, Qin Fengming flew directly towards that place.

If it was in the past, Qin Fengming would definitely have to go around a bit to act like this.But after the restoration of the cultivation base, the mentality has changed a little.

Under the protection of the Fengyin Talisman, Qin Fengming was convinced that as long as he didn't encounter a restriction, even if he passed a hundred or two hundred meters away from a late-stage ghost cultivator, the other party would never notice.

Stopping on a mountain peak, Qin Fengming's expression became dignified when he looked at the vast area covered by white mist twenty or thirty miles away.

The place in front of him, with a radius of two thousand miles, was covered by a huge magic circle.

Such a large magic circle is much larger than those super sect restrictions in the human world.

With his clear eyesight, although he was tens of miles away from the magic circle, he could still slightly see a large number of ghosts and phantoms flashing in the magic circle.

Sensing the majestic energy fluctuations revealed on the shield of the magic circle, Qin Fengming believed that it would be absolutely difficult to break through with his own power alone.

This huge magic circle alone has shown that the level of immortality in the realm of ghosts is much higher than that in the land of immortality.

Looking at the huge magic circle in front of him, he was asked to stand on the spot for a moment and not move.

With the red mist still accumulating all around, Qin Fengming also had some understanding in his heart.If you want to resist the sharp wind in the passage, you can only let those weak ghosts pass through by gathering a majestic red mist guard.

It seems that only when the cloudy mist reaches a certain level of density, will ghost cultivators appear, release the restriction, and allow hundreds of millions of ghosts to appear.

At this time, there are still more than two months before the second wave of ghosts invading the Immortal Remains that those ghost cultivators said at the beginning, within such a long time, Qin Fengming certainly will not stay here.

As soon as his figure moved, he flew away around the huge magic circle in front of him.

This magic circle, even if there are monks guarding it, it is still within the magic circle. Of course, Qin Fengming would not go forward to scare the snake knowing that it is difficult to break this huge magic circle.

In half an hour, Qin Fengming had already searched thousands of miles around the crack passage.

At such a long distance, he did not meet a ghost cultivator, which also made him extremely speechless.He didn't believe that during this soul sacrifice, there would not be a large number of ghost cultivators stationed nearby.

Stopping on a mountain peak, Qin Fengming's face was gloomy, his brows were slightly wrinkled.

"Whoosh!" A soft sound suddenly sounded from a pile of rock fragments tens of feet away beside him, and then a figure suddenly appeared on the crushed stone.

That pile of gravel was the highest point of this mountain, if he stopped there this time, he would definitely stand directly beside the middle-aged ghost monk.