Hundred Refinements Ascension Record

Suddenly, Qin Fengming, who was shocked by the scenery in front of him and had no clue, suddenly thought of one thing, one thing related to his life and death at this time.

At this moment, his physical body has entered into this cloud of mist, so how can he get out of this cloud of mist?

As soon as this thought appeared in his mind, Qin Fengming's back suddenly went cold.

He had already explored this place with his spiritual sense, and the surrounding scene was almost the same as the real scene.And the ground is hard rock.When the spiritual consciousness penetrates into it, it is no different from the land and rocks in the world of cultivating immortals.Everything shows that this is a world.

But he is sure that this is not the Sumeru Dimension.It is not in the Sumeru space, how he can get out of here, this question is immediately placed in front of him.

If he can't leave from here, then why doesn't he want to die in this place where there is not much energy in the world?

Thinking of this, Qin Fengming's calm mind suddenly jumped up, his eyes suddenly became serious, and his consciousness looked around again.

However, what he saw made his expression more serious.

He used several techniques to leave the Sumeru Dimension, but he couldn't sense the slightest sign of leaving.And his body was suspended in the air, unable to move at all.

By this time, he was no longer worried about whether the three Zixiaozong monks had escaped the restriction and found them in the main hall.What he needs to consider is how to get out of this weird space.

Time passed slowly, and Qin Fengming still seemed to be a scarecrow fixed in the mid-air, his figure did not move at all.

He didn't find a way to get out of here, but Qin Fengming's expression was no longer serious.

At this moment, Qin Fengming's expression was calm, and his eyes were shining brightly, which showed that he no longer had worries and distracting thoughts in his heart.

Qin Fengming can also be considered a person with rich experience, and he has faced many dangerous scenes.

Just before, he was still trapped in the terrifying Sumeru Magic Circle that even the physical body could not control.At this moment, he just stays in this place, his physical body is still under his control, and there is no hindrance in the sacrifice of various runes.To Qin Fengming, this was no longer a dangerous matter.

In this place, except for Qin Fengming's inability to move his body, everything else seemed very calm.There is no attack, no coercion.

Qin Fengming can be absolutely sure that the reason for this situation is the invisible runes here.

As long as he can comprehend and decipher the runes around him, Qin Fengming predicted that he would be able to get rid of the crisis at this moment and relieve himself from being imprisoned.

He was suspended in the air, and began to try to touch the runes floating around his body little by little.

To comprehend those runes and sort them out.Qin Fengming had to imprison those runes, then comprehend their changes, and let them be under his control.

And this is also the process that monks must do to comprehend the runes.

Qin Fengming has learned a lot from studying the runes.Naturally, there is no worry or fear.Sensing the first rune that was guided by him to stay in front of him, he quickly entered into enlightenment.

In the empty main hall of Duming Palace, it looks even more empty at this moment.In the huge hall, there was only one single wooden couch.

On the wooden couch, a scroll was placed.It's just that the scroll at this time has been closed and is no longer open.

If someone enters here, they will see this scroll for the first time.I will also come to view this scroll as soon as possible.

Because in this hall, apart from this scroll that deserves attention, there is really nothing else.

What Qin Fengming was worried about did not happen. The three Zixiaozong Xuanling peak powers did not escape from the restraint of the side hall when he was trapped in the mist.

And as time passed, the restricted aura in the main hall of Duming Palace, which seemed to be dissipating, seemed to gradually become more regular.

As time passed, the forbidden breath slowly condensed, as if an invisible big hand gathered the breath again.

If Qin Fengming was in this hall at this moment, his complexion would immediately change drastically, revealing a frightened expression.Because the restriction in this hall is slowly being re-formed.

He would never want to try that terrifying restriction that could easily freeze Qin Fengming's body and imprison the two seas.

Last time, with the help of Xuanzijian's terrifying chaotic atmosphere and his four powerful spar arrays, Qin Fengming won't enter the hall again.

Without the Xuanzi Sword, and without the powerful spar array, even if he had the confidence to break through the Xumi space restriction in the main hall, it would take a long time to think about it.

Ten years, a hundred years or hundreds of years, he himself will not know.

However, Qin Fengming is not in the hall at the moment, and he is not in the mood to care about whether the ban in the hall will revive.

At this time, Qin Fengming's mind was completely immersed in a vast and empty starry sky.

What is this place, he has no idea.

After Qin Fengming controlled the first rune, he entered this place.This is an incomparably empty place, surrounded by nothingness, somewhat similar to the scene when Qin Fengming entered Patriarch Daoyan's testing rune array.

It's just that as soon as he entered here, he felt a strange feeling wrapped around his body, making him want to fall asleep.

As time went by, the feeling of lethargy became more and more intense.

Finally, Qin Fengming couldn't bear the drowsiness, so he closed his eyes.

Although he fell into a coma, Qin Fengming still felt a cloud of yellow mist wrapped around his body. He felt warm all over and felt very comfortable.

He felt that he was in a dream, and there were strands of yellow mist floating around him, and he was suspended in it, without any spells, but his body was as light as a goose feather.

He only felt comfortable all over his body, as if he liked this state very much in his heart.

Qin Fengming closed his eyes, as if unwilling to think about the problem.It seems that he doesn't want to think about the problem at all.I just want to be so comfortable in it, thinking about nothing, doing nothing.

He forgot where he was, what was important at the moment, and he forgot that he was a monk.

He felt that he had become a piece of fallen leaves that drifted with the current and drifted slowly. The fallen leaves fell in a clear small river and flowed slowly along the direction of the river.

The surroundings are quiet, only a gust of wind blows across the river, allowing the fallen leaves to float away into the distance.

Suddenly, a not-so-big river rock appeared on the wide river surface. If you didn't look carefully, the rock with only a palm-sized corner protruding from the river surface could not be found at all.

And the location of the river stone happened to be the direction in which the fallen leaves moved with the waves.

There was no accident, the fallen leaves just touched the stone protruding from the river.The fallen leaves, which hadn't rotated at all, suddenly spun when they touched the river rock.

The fallen leaves, which were originally peaceful, suddenly rose and fell with this rotation.

As soon as the fallen leaves sank, they were swept up by a stream of water and fell directly to the bottom of the river...

As Qin Fengming fell into the drowsy consciousness, the fallen leaves sank and floated in the river, Qin Fengming's body, which was hovering in the cloudy yellow mist, also trembled, and a mist-like gas suddenly appeared.

If someone saw Qin Fengming at this moment, they would find that the mist that suddenly appeared around him was very strange, it looked transparent, but there were some stars in it that shone like stars in a distant starry sky.

The energy fluctuations of the mist are not obvious, even if Mahayana exists, it is difficult to sense its specific breath attributes.

But with the emergence of this mist, Qin Fengming, who was suspended in the air with his body stiff and eyes closed, suddenly became strange.

The originally upright body slowly sat cross-legged in the void.

It's just that Qin Fengming is still in a coma at this moment, with his eyes closed and his expression peaceful, as if he is stuck in some kind of dream and cannot wake up.

As time passed, the mist surrounding Qin Fengming also expanded more and more.

It's just that the star points in it don't seem to increase.It's just that with the passage of time, those star points have become a little brighter.

Outsiders cannot detect the properties of this gradually expanding mist, because this mist has the effect of hindering spiritual consciousness.Spiritual consciousness can't touch it at all.When the spiritual consciousness touches it, it will be bounced back immediately.

Outsiders cannot touch this cloud of gas, but Qin Fengming, who is in it, can sense the mysterious aura that is filled with this cloud of mist.

This group of mist is cold and clear, like a group of transparent viscous juice.Only when you are in it will you feel his strangeness.

If Qin Fengming was sober at this moment, he would be able to recognize the attribute of this mist, that is, this mist is filled with a breath of soul.And this breath of soul is unusual and unusual, its breath of soul is obvious, but it contains a strong power of runes.

It seems that the whole cloud of mist is condensed from the soul runes.

At this time, Qin Fengming was still in his sleep, but he felt in his dream that the falling leaves drifting with the current touched the river rocks, and suddenly the scenery changed, and the fallen leaves disappeared, replaced by an ignorant child.

This child was only one or two years old, with a ruddy complexion and pink and white skin all over his body. If one looked closely at his face, he was somewhat similar to Qin Fengming's when he was young.

The child seems to have just gained intelligence, started babbling, and is interested in anything real.

He staggered between the mountains and forests, looking around, babbling, not knowing what to say.

The little boy walked all the way, touching the flowers and plants for a while, and moving a few small stones for a while, looking energetic.

At the beginning, children just wander around aimlessly, grabbing and throwing away everything they encounter.Everything seemed very disorderly.

But slowly, children seem to have a purpose.

He began to purposefully pick the gorgeous wild flowers that grew one after another.Those flowers are very beautiful, as long as they are touched by children, they will be grabbed by his chubby little hands, and then they will be held in their hands seemingly effortlessly.

Soon, a bunch of colorful flowers was held in the little hands of the child.

Children are never tired of it, as long as they see flowers blooming around them, they will walk and crawl there and pick the flowers in their hands.Every time I picked a handful, when I couldn't hold it in my hand, I was thrown aside by the children, and then went to pick other flowers.

As time passed, the flowers picked by the children changed again...