Hundred Refinements Ascension Record

"Ah, that's not good!" At the same time Qin Fengming made a formula to sacrifice a forbidden spirit pattern, the middle-aged monk surnamed Ye, who had a calm expression, suddenly let out a rapid shout.

In the voice of the words, his figure has already retreated rapidly.

At the same time, the remaining two monks who were about to wait for Qin Fengming to finish testing the Broken Sword, and they also tested it, at the same time as the sound of shouting suddenly changed, their complexion changed suddenly, their figures flashed, and they also retreated quickly .

On the huge auction stage, only Qin Fengming was left standing on the spot.

He stared at the dagger that suddenly shone with green light in the air, and felt a terrifying breath of wind blade that swept past like a golden dagger, and a dull thunderous sound that seemed to resound in the ears of a spirit. Qin Fengming's body Stand still without moving a bit.

The disturbing power of the spiritual consciousness that made the monk who was tested just now frightened and feared, was not revealed under the impact of his terrifying spiritual consciousness.

The terrifying dazzling green light appeared quickly, but it disappeared just as quickly.

The moment Qin Fengming manipulated the prohibition rune and successfully touched the body of the Broken Sword, the originally dazzling green light suddenly stopped, and fell silent.

The humming and trembling Broken Sword body became even more motionless.The wind blades and deep thunder sounds that were originally radiating out also suddenly disappeared.

"Impossible, fellow daoist, you were able to completely imprison this broken sword."

Looking at the chi-long broken sword that was motionless in the air, the middle-aged monk surnamed Ye, who knew the strength of the broken sword, suddenly changed his complexion, and he couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

After the auction house accepted this broken sword, a city lord of Broken Mountain City who was in charge of the auction house had personally inspected it.Even relying on the ability of the late Xuanling, he could not completely imprison the broken sword.

Although the middle-aged man surnamed Ye stopped the broken sword from escaping so quickly, he just confined it within a certain range and did not completely seal it.

Even so, he also used a series of confinement techniques specially researched by the city lord, which is how he can achieve this.

At this moment, although the prohibition on the stone platform has a strong sealing power against Broken Sword, it still cannot completely stop Broken Sword.

However, what was displayed in front of everyone at this time was a broken sword that remained motionless.

Although the fluorescent light was still flickering, the terrifying sound of howling wind and thunder and the compelling aura no longer existed.In such a situation, how could the middle-aged man surnamed Ye not be shocked.

There are thousands of monks present at the moment, although they have different levels of cultivation, they are all intelligent people.

Seeing this scene, how could he not know that this very young-looking cultivator had easily imprisoned the remnant treasure that might have been passed down from the fairy world.

As long as it can be imprisoned and spent a period of time, it will naturally be completely refined.In the end, it became a powerful magic weapon for oneself.

"Fellow Daoist, you are serious. This powerful thing can't be imprisoned easily. At this moment, it is just a spirit pattern I sacrificed that made it stagnate for a moment." When Qin Fengming said it, he was completely motionless. The broken sword suddenly trembled loudly again, and the sound of howling wind and thunder seemed to be louder than before.

After Qin Fengming finished speaking, his figure also quickly stepped out of the stone platform.

Regardless of what to say to Qin Fengming who left the stone platform, the middle-aged figure surnamed Ye approached in a flash, and the forbidden energy in his hand flashed out again, quickly imprisoning the Broken Sword in midair again.

The gazes of the thousands of monks present did not look at the middle-aged man who was performing the spell this time, but were all fixed on Qin Fengming who was returning quickly.

Although everyone was amazed that the young monk in front of them could easily imprison the Broken Sword, what they wanted to know more was whether this Broken Sword was really passed down from the Mira Realm.

"This fellow daoist's method is really amazing. I am ashamed of myself, but I don't know if you can be sure that the broken sword that is only half left is really something from the fairy world?"

Among the crowd, an old man who was not far away from Qin Fengming stood up, clasped his fists at Qin Fengming, and asked for advice politely.

This old man's cultivation base is only in the middle stage of supernatural power, so he didn't go forward to test it.

But when facing Qin Fengming, he didn't show much restraint.

Hearing the old man's question, thousands of monks present all fell silent, and the whole square fell silent.Everyone wanted to hear Qin Fengming's opinion.

Qin Fengming's face was dignified, and he looked at Broken Sword, which was still trembling and struggling on the auction stage, his eyes narrowed slightly, and thoughts flashed in his eyes.

It took more than a dozen breaths before he showed his expression and put away his serious and thoughtful expression.

"This broken sword's remnant treasure should come from the Mira Realm, because the spirit pattern sealed on the sword body cannot be arranged by my monks in the spirit world, and the broken sword has a layer on it. Surrounded by a strange breath, Qin sensed the breath of Ben Lei Zhu from that place. Just imagine the rumored Ben Lei Zhu, has it ever appeared on the interface?"

Qin Fengming looked around and spoke slowly.

When everyone heard Qin Fengming's words, their faces were mostly flickering.Some are stunned, and some are still a little puzzled, but there are not many of them anymore.

Even the people who tested it nodded confidently at this moment.

Although they didn't feel the breath of Ben Leizhu, they had personally experienced the power of the spirit pattern on the sword body, and it was extremely powerful, not comparable to those improved spirit patterns in the spirit world.

"Hahaha, fellow daoists, I don't think you have any objections to the origin of this remnant treasure of the Wind and Thunder Sword from the Mira Realm. Next, it will be the official auction. The low price is [-] high-grade spirit stones. [-] high-grade spirit stones, we can start now."

Seeing that everyone no longer doubted the origin of the broken sword, the middle-aged man surnamed Ye laughed and decided to start the auction.

"Wait a minute, Fellow Daoist Ye. The old man wants to know, why didn't Senior Xuanling in Broken Mountain City show up to participate in this auction for such a fairy family item?"

Just as the words of the middle-aged man surnamed Ye fell, suddenly the words of an old man rang out.

The old man's words made everyone present pay attention to the middle-aged man surnamed Ye again, waiting for his answer.

If this remnant treasure belonged to the immortal family, how could no one be tempted by those powerful mysterious spirits? This is really puzzling.

Hearing the old man's words, Qin Fengming didn't take it seriously.Because he already knew the reason, that is, this remnant treasure is indeed from the fairy family, but its power, even if it is refined, will not be of great help to the Xuanling people.Even compared to getting some magic weapons from Xuanling cultivators, it may not be as good.

It's really useless to fight for it.

"What Fellow Daoist Wu said is very true. The reason for this is that Ye did not explain that this treasure was originally an unsold item in the auction of Senior Xuanling two years ago. After seeing it, none of you are interested in getting it. Because of its efficacy, it can be said that it is only helpful to those below us. If our cultivation can obtain it and sacrifice it successfully, it will be stronger than our own destiny."

The words of the middle-aged man surnamed Ye were almost exactly the same as Qin Fengming's thoughts.