Hundred Refinements Ascension Record

Qin Fengming's soul concentrated his consciousness and searched Hexuan's body for half an hour before he withdrew his consciousness and his face showed a dignified expression.

Those extremely small star points were integrated into the flesh and blood of Hexuan's body, as if they were not harmful to the body.

For those star points, Qin Fengming's soul can only feel them, but for those star points, his spiritual sense can't accurately capture them, and he doesn't know what kind of existence those star points are.

This was the first time he encountered such a strange thing.

"I can't feel anything strange now, and the cold feeling I had before has also disappeared. It seems that the gray light should not be harmful to me."

He Xuan moved his hands and feet, and he didn't feel any discomfort, and said calmly with a gentle expression on his face.

"That gray light is not the energy of the soul, so there is no such thing as taking away the house. As long as it is not taking the house, there is no danger of life." Fang Liang nodded, speaking very firmly.

As a sprite, he is extremely sensitive to the existence of the soul, as long as there is a trace of the breath of the soul, he can sense it, and he will not miss it.

This time, he didn't feel the slightest breath of soul from the gray glow, so he can be sure that it is not the remnant soul of a monk.If it is not a remnant soul, then naturally there will be no seizure of the house.

"Don't pay attention to what's in He's body for now, let's see if there are any secrets in that statue." He Xuan nodded, looked up at the stone platform in front, and said in his mouth.

Although Qin Fengming's soul still frowned slightly, seeing that there was nothing unusual about Hexuan, he was relieved in his heart.

Looking at Shitai, after a while, his expression changed instantly.

Among the debris, there is a complete square stone at this moment.The material of that square stone is unknown, but under Hexuan's attack, it is still not damaged at all.

The statue was obviously not made of precious materials.Under Hexuan's blow, the entire statue was shattered into stone chips, except for the stone which was only about a foot in size and remained intact.

The three of them flashed their figures, boarded the stone platform again, and surrounded the square stone.

"This should be a stone box! And it's a stone box sealed by a rune. Presumably there should be some treasures inside." Qin Fengming's soul immediately lit up the square stone, and said in surprise.

That stone box was engraved with lively runes, which seemed to be very old.

Qin Fengming's soul didn't delay, he made a tactic with both hands, and immediately sacrificed a rune to the stone box.

As the spirit patterns flickered, they directly touched the stone box.

There was no sound, a group of extremely gentle fluctuations emerged, and the closed stone box opened with a soft snap.

The rune that Qin Fengming's soul sacrificed was not a mysterious existence, but a test rune that he was very familiar with.He didn't expect that just by offering that rune, he would easily break open the stone box.

Looking at the items in the stone box, the three of them were startled at the same time.

There is no precious thing stored in this stone box, only a purple-black wooden hairpin that looks like a Taoist priest's hair is stored in it.

The wooden hairpin looked very ordinary. Although there were faint energy fluctuations wrapped around it, Qin Fengming's soul knew that it was not a magic weapon, but an extremely precious decoration after just looking at it.

Just when the three of them were slightly disappointed, a slight buzzing sound suddenly sounded from the stone box, a purple awn suddenly flashed, and with a whoosh, the wooden hairpin shot straight towards Hexuan's chest.

Before the three of them could cry out in alarm, Zimang had already reached He Xuan's figure.

But the purple light didn't shoot into Hexuan's body, it was only about a foot away from Hexuan, so it hovered in mid-air.The black and purple fluorescent light flickers softly.

On the body of He Xuan whose complexion changed suddenly, a layer of light gray light suddenly appeared, intertwined with the purple-black fluorescence on the wooden hairpin.

"There seems to be some connection between this wooden hairpin and the star points in Fellow Daoist He's body." Seeing this situation, the three people in shock all cried out.

"This... There is actually a paragraph of words in it!" Just as he exclaimed, Hexuan's complexion changed again, his eyes suddenly focused, and he exclaimed again.

Hearing Hexuan's words, both Qin Fengming's soul and Hexuan's expressions froze, and there was thoughtfulness and curiosity in their eyes.But no one spoke, they just looked closely at He Xuan and the floating wooden hairpin.

At this moment, both Qin Fengming's soul and Fang Liang had already thought in their hearts that the gray light hidden in the statue earlier should be related to the owner of the cave.It should be some kind of backhand left by the master.Although it does not exist as a separate soul, it should also be a kind of existence with inheritance effect.

Just looking at the wooden hairpin that can fly up by itself, looking for Hexuan, and echoing the gray light on his body, you can know something.

The two looked at He Xuan, who was wide-eyed and shocked, and neither of them made a sound to disturb.

"Taoist Yimu, I wonder if the two fellow Taoists have heard of it before?" After two full cups of tea, He Xuan calmed down, reached out to grab the floating wooden hairpin in his hand, and turned his head to look at Qin Fengming The two souls suddenly asked for a name.

Hearing Hexuan's words, neither Qin Fengming's soul nor Fang Liangjun showed any expression. It was obvious that neither of them had heard the name of Taoist Yimu.

"This cave is a cave named Taoist Yimu. If you think about it, the statue earlier is Taoist Yimu. The wooden hairpin records some of Taoist Yimu's life.

This wooden Taoist is a strange person who is good at cultivating various spiritual grasses and spiritual fruits, and his cultivation seems to have not reached Mahayana.However, the various spiritual herbs he cultivated were things that the Mahayanas fought for.There are still several caves of this kind in the cold looting realm, but he specially arranged them for cultivating spirit grass..."

He Xuan did not hesitate, looked at the wooden hairpin in his hand, and after a little thought, began to speak slowly.

The three of Qin Fengming are not from the Cold Plough Realm. Although they have also participated in the study of several books on the Cold Plough Realm, the time is still short after all.

He Xuan talked for half a cup of tea, and then he finished explaining what he knew.

"Fellow Daoist He, are you saying that the land of fire may be where the precious spiritual grass cultivated by Taoist Yimu is?"

Regarding Taoist Yimu, neither Qin Fengming's soul nor Fang Liang paid much attention to it, but they were quickly attracted to the so-called spiritual grass that both Mahayana yearns for.

"Well, that's what was said in the introduction. However, it also said in that passage that if you want to get the spiritual herb sealed here, you must break the restriction of the seal. Except for the land of fire, there seems to be no other abnormalities here. The location, it seems that the restriction should be at the location of the fire."

He Xuan looked around, and finally locked his eyes on the place where there might be a ground fire.

"If what fellow Taoist said is all the information left in the wooden hairpin, it means that Taoist Yimu is really a very kind senior who is willing to give opportunities to the younger generations. But such a person, in the world of cultivating immortals, is very rare. Extremely rare."

Qin Fengming's soul glanced at the land of fire and said calmly.

Hearing Qin Fengming's words, both Fang Liang and He Xuan nodded, and they naturally took his words deeply.Which one of the monks is not the highest priority, and there are people who are willing to do wedding dresses for others.