Hundred Refinements Ascension Record

For Chu Xinghe to arrive here so quickly, all the Foundation Establishment cultivators present were puzzled.

The place where the Black Crane Sect is located is seventy to eighty thousand miles away from the Biyou Valley. Even if a monk Cheng Dan flies with all his strength, he will never even think of reaching this place in a few days.

The vision in Biyou Valley only lasted for three or four days. Even if the Black Crane Gate knew about it from the very beginning, it would be difficult for Chu Xinghe to appear here at this time.

This alchemy cultivator can appear in Biyou Valley because he did not come here from the place where the Black Crane Sect is located.A few months ago, he left his practice place and went out to look for a rare spiritual herb.

After some searching, he didn't get what he wanted. In desperation, he wanted to go back to the sect. When he stopped in a hidden Beppu of the sect, he received a sound note, and was told that he was in Biyou Valley. happened.

The psychic treasure is something that is hard to see in ten thousand years. Upon receiving this news, Chu Xinghe immediately gave up the idea of ​​returning to the sect, and set off directly for Biyou Valley.

After two days of uninterrupted full-flying flight, we finally arrived at Biyou Valley today.As soon as I arrived here, I saw two groups of monks trying to fight here.So the two sects were stopped.

Chu Xinghe appeared here, and none of the monks from Lingxu Sect and Baicao Sect dared to do anything again. They put away their treasures and went back behind their respective heads.The tense state just now disappeared immediately.

Thousands of casual cultivators, led by those Foundation Establishment cultivators, hurried over to greet them.When monk Yi Chengdan appeared in front of him, everyone was flattering him.

As soon as Chu Xinghe stood still, he waved his hand to stop everyone's flattery. He didn't look at the monks present, but looked at the colorful clouds several miles away in front of him with a hint of doubt on his face.

After a full cup of tea, he withdrew his gaze, with a dignified expression on his face, and said slowly:

"Fellow Daoist Cangwu and Fellow Daoist Nanyu, I have heard about the matter between your two sects, but this is not the place to settle disputes. It is only reasonable that we all need to work together to deal with this colorful ghost fog."

After hearing Chu Xinghe's words, the foundation-builder cultivators in the field were startled, and Cang Wuzi asked in a trembling voice, "What? Senior said that this mist is strange, and it's not that some psychic treasure will not be able to appear in the world?"

This place is within the range of Wushan, if there is really a thorny ghost in it, the first to be attacked by it, it must be his Baicaomen.

"Hehe, fellow Daoist Cangwu, don't be anxious. This mist, the old man can't judge whether it is good or bad. Even if it is a psychic treasure in the real world, it is also very possible."

"However, when the old man carefully glanced at the mist just now, his mood has been restless. This kind of situation really makes the old man very puzzled, thinking that the old man has cultivated to such a level, his mind is already extremely tough, and he will never feel unstable Things."

"Whether there are strange things in this mist, you need to go and explore together."

After listening to the words of the monk surnamed Chengdan Chu, all the monks present whispered for a while.Although the old man couldn't judge whether there was a psychic treasure in the colorful mist, he couldn't judge whether it was good or bad.

For those who cultivate immortals, they are naturally going against the sky, and they all know the truth of seeking wealth and danger.Although a monk regards his own life as extremely precious, it is absolutely difficult to go far on the road of cultivating immortals if he only practices step by step.

The canyon in front of him is tens of miles in radius. Such a large area is too huge for thousands of monks here. If you can really get a treasure in it, even the monks in the energy gathering period can escape safely without being known by others. .

"Hehe, the old man wants to search inside. I wonder what fellow daoists plan to do?" Chu Xinghe said with a smile when he saw that everyone's expressions kept changing.

"Senior, I don't know that within the colorful mist, the stench is unbearable. Even if we monks enter it, it will be greatly affected. Moreover, within the mist, our spiritual consciousness is extremely restricted, and it can only detect twenty feet away. This is very detrimental to us. I don’t know if seniors can do it?”

Cang Wuzi pondered for a while, and said respectfully.For him, no matter whether there are psychic objects or difficult ghosts inside, they must find out.Otherwise, even sleeping is difficult.

"What's so difficult about this? Although it's difficult for the consciousness to be far away in the fog, the voice will not be affected by it. As long as the distance between the two of you is not too far, if there is danger, you can take care of each other."

Chu Xinghe seemed to have thought of this a long time ago, and replied without hesitation.

Hearing this, all the Foundation Establishment cultivators nodded slightly.In Quzhou, for tens of thousands of years, there has never been heard of a difficult ghost appearing there. Therefore, everyone still believes in the possibility of a psychic treasure produced by this colorful mist.

For entering it to find out, most of the monks quite agreed.

Seeing that everyone was eager to try, Chu Xinghe's face turned cold, he glanced at the monks among them, and said in a deep voice: "In this mist, good and bad are hard to tell, I think about everyone's life, according to me, the gas gathering period is below the ninth floor Cultivator, it's better not to enter it."

Hearing this, there was a commotion among the monks on the ninth floor during the energy gathering period, but after a while, most of the monks still bowed and left the place.But there are still dozens of low-ranking monks standing in the distance, with a look of reluctance.

Chu Xinghe didn't try to persuade him any more, but pondered for a while, and said in a low voice: "Dear fellows who enter it, it's best for foundation-establishing cultivators to act together in several people, and for Qi-gathering cultivators to investigate together with 20 people. If there is an accident, you can also take care of it."

As soon as he finished speaking, he ignored the crowd and walked away into the colorful mist in the distance.In a moment, it disappeared into the mist without a trace.

Seeing this, the heads of the three sects no longer hesitated. After discussing with the elders, they each led their own monks towards the mist.

After a moment's hesitation, the remaining hundreds of casual cultivators formed their own teams, and followed closely behind into the colorful clouds.

Immediately, there was still a lot of voices and heads shaking here, but before a cup of tea, there was no one there.

Just when all the monks were scrambling to enter the colorful clouds and have a cup of tea time.In a dense forest, surrounded by a mass of yellow light, a young man in green clothes slowly revealed his figure.

This is undoubtedly Qin Fengming who has been hiding here for a long time.

Regarding the words of the monk surnamed Chu, Qin Fengming did not miss a single word, the old man's judgment was exactly the same as his, and he also did not know what was inside the colorful clouds.

Looking at the continuously surging clouds and mist in the distance, Qin Fengming also stood on the spot blankly, unable to decide what to do for a long time.