Hundred Refinements Ascension Record

When Qin Fengming entered Baicaomen this time, the main thing he was looking for was pills and prescriptions that could improve his cultivation.

Although this sect is called Baicao Sect, Qin Fengming did not report the slightest hope that there would be a spiritual pill in the sect that could increase monks, but he was full of confidence in getting one or two pills.

At this time, the two classics in his hand, although not the books that introduce Danfang, are written by a senior expert 10,000+ years ago, on how to cultivate spiritual insects.

He just flipped through two pages of this book, but what he wrote shocked Qin Fengming. As long as he studied the two classics carefully, he might not be able to find a way to breed the white beetle.

Carefully putting away the spirit grass and the two classics, he was overjoyed in his heart.That Cang Wuzi did not carry this classic with him, presumably because he did not understand the words written on it, otherwise he would not have placed such a precious thing in the cave.

A full three hours passed, and suddenly, a mass of yellow light flashed from the rocky ground, and a white beetle shot out, landing on Qin Fengming's chest who was sitting cross-legged in meditation.

Stretching out his hand to put the beetle in his hand, his spiritual consciousness penetrated into its body. After a while, Qin Fengming smiled and waved the white beetle into the spirit beast bracelet.

After a stick of incense, two voices came from outside the cave:

"Brother (Master), we have finished what we have ordered, please open the restriction."

As soon as the voice fell, the restraint in front of the two suddenly disappeared.When the two saw each other, they immediately entered the cave with a movement of their bodies.

"Master, this disciple and Uncle Huang have already collected all the treasures of our Baicaomen. This is the list of items, please have a look at them, Master."

After Zong Fang bowed to see the ceremony, he immediately handed over a jade slip.At the same time, more than a dozen storage rings also fell on the stone table in front of Qin Fengming.

Reaching out to take it, Qin Fengming's spiritual sense penetrated into the jade slip. After a while, he withdrew his divine sense, gently placed it on the stone table in front of him, and said in a deep voice:

"Junior Brother Huang, think of my Baicaomen, which has been meticulously guarded by the ancestors of the past generations. After more than ten thousand years, it has stood still. I can't break the inheritance in your hands, otherwise it will be difficult for us to meet the ancestors of the past generations underground."

When he said this, he paused for a while, looked at the two people standing in front of his eyes, saw their faces were serious, their eyes wandered, and knew in his heart that the two people were also uncertain at this time, so he continued:

"But at this time, my Baicaomen's momentum is weak, relying on you and me, it will be extremely difficult to keep this Wushan foundation. The current plan is that my Baicaomen will voluntarily give up this place, go far away, and find another place to practice. Only in this land can the inheritance of life be passed on.”

"What? Master wants to give up this place and go far away. How can this be done?"

As Cangwuzi's direct disciple, Zongfang has excellent cultivation aptitude. In his thirties, he is already at the peak of the Qi-gathering period. It seems that he will be able to successfully build a foundation in a year or two. He has always been favored by Cangwuzi. At this time, when he heard the words of the master, he wanted to abandon this foundation and find another place, and immediately showed panic.

"Hmph, this old man is discussing with your uncle, then you have room to speak, so step aside. Don't say any more."

After he finished speaking, he turned his head to look at the monk surnamed Huang, waiting for his answer.

Just when the monk surnamed Huang was about to answer, a sound transmission talisman shot in from outside the cave, and fell into the hands of the monk surnamed Huang after a turn.

"Brother Sect Leader, something is wrong. At this time, outside the prohibition of my sect, there are thousands of monks gathered, and they keep asking senior brother to come forward and answer."

Cultivator surnamed Huang heard the content of the transmission talisman, and immediately said in shock, his complexion suddenly turned sallow.

"Hehe, you came so fast, you didn't even wait for us to evacuate, and you came to the door."

When Qin Fengming heard this, he was also shocked. Although he expected that the thousands of monks in the Biyou Valley would not get any benefits, and there must be someone with a heart to collude with them to plot against the Baicaomen, who had lost their power, but he Never thought it would be so fast.

"Brother, please decide quickly what you plan to do." At this time, the monk surnamed Huang had already lost his position. Facing thousands of monks, he was a Foundation Establishment monk, and it was difficult for him to calm down.

"Junior brother, don't panic, there is a large array of guards to protect it, even if there are thousands of monks outside, it will be difficult to break through it in a short time. You quickly gather your disciples, choose people with fair aptitude, and lead them to leave behind the sect secretly. , to Yudang Mountain to settle down. For the remaining people, give some spirit stones to each of them, and let them escape alone."

As Qin Fengming spoke, he picked up a storage ring and waved it to the monk surnamed Huang.

"The rest of the items will be carried by the old man himself. Go and stop the people outside to buy you some time. After the old man gets rid of the people outside, he will naturally meet up with his younger brother and then make plans."

"Zong Fang, you also go with your Uncle Huang. If you have anything to do, follow your Uncle Huang's instructions."

"Brother Sect Master, you are facing the thousands of cultivators alone. It must be a disaster. This is absolutely impossible. It is better to evacuate with us."

Hearing Qin Fengming's words, cultivator surnamed Huang's complexion changed drastically. The sect leader went to face thousands of cultivators alone, but this was awe-inspiring righteousness, and a wave of heat surged in his heart when he was moved.

"Hehe, don't panic, brother. I have a magic weapon to protect me. There are thousands of Qi-gathering monks in the area, and it is absolutely impossible to stop me. I will not confront them head-on. I just stop them for a while, and wait for you to stay away. I will look at the right time to dodge."

Seeing that the head insisted on this, the monk surnamed Huang didn't say much anymore, and led Zong Fang to leave quickly, summoned his disciples, and prepared to flee.

Seeing the two leave, Qin Fengming couldn't help smiling slightly.In his heart, he was very happy at this time.

Because in the dozens of storage rings in front of him, there are all the property of the entire Baicaomen sect, among which there are as many as 6000 million pieces of Lingshi.Although there are no ancient spirit herbs, there are quite a few types of them, there are hundreds of them.

This is not the name of Baicaomen.

There are still many classic exercises in it, whether there are any pills in them, I have not looked at them carefully at this time, and it is not known yet.

There is even a treasure of the town school inside, the nine-turn Ziyun furnace.This is an extremely precious alchemy item.Although Qin Fengming didn't know how precious it was, but it turned out to be an inheritance of the sect, it must be extraordinary after all.

With a wave of his hand, Qin Fengming put more than a dozen storage rings into his arms, and after a little thought, he floated away from Cangwuzi's cave.

At this moment, a rush of bells sounded from a distance. The bells were extremely distant, but spiritual power was implied in it.It must be the monk surnamed Huang who came here to summon the disciples of the Baicao sect.