Hundred Refinements Ascension Record

Hearing Fairy Jingyu's words suddenly, Qin Fengming was also slightly surprised.He didn't know why the Mahayana female cultivator in front of him would make such a promise.

"Could it be that she intends to let..."

Suddenly, an idea appeared in Qin Fengming's mind.

Just this thought made Qin Fengming smile wryly in his heart.Because he thought of Fairy Jingyu's purpose for coming here, and that purpose was something he wanted to do very much, but he couldn't achieve it.

"Qin will try his best to understand it. If he can succeed, it will be a great thing. If the younger generation is not talented and knowledgeable and fails to achieve what he wants, please don't blame the two seniors."

Although Qin Fengming had other thoughts in his heart, he still replied very quickly.

"The painting scroll of clear water in my Yuncui Mountain is a thing of Sumeru Cave. As long as it meets the requirements of my Yuncui Mountain, any monk can comprehend it. As long as he can comprehend it thoroughly and unlock the restriction, he can ask I, Yuncui Mountain, have a condition. As long as the condition is not exceeded, I, Yuncuishan, will definitely complete it with all my strength. Senior Mo has already paid enough rewards, so I have two chances to comprehend. The last time I failed to comprehend, this time it is Are you going to ask Fellow Daoist Qin to do it for you?"

Seeing the three people answering each other, the female cultivator surnamed Qing spoke.

This is a rule, which needs to be clearly implemented to save future disputes.

"That's right, this fellow Taoist Qin Fengming is the one Mo Qing invited to come and comprehend the Qingshui scroll." Mo Qing nodded and said loudly.

"Okay, since senior has already decided that someone else will do it for you, then I invite this fellow Daoist Qin to accompany Junior Sister Ying to comprehend the scroll. The time is only half a year, and it will be automatically sent back to Yilian Pavilion when the time comes."

Following Mo Qing's words, the female cultivator surnamed Qing immediately spoke.

The female cultivator surnamed Ying bowed and went ahead, walking towards the back hall of the main hall.

Qin Fengming didn't say any more, he got up and followed closely.

Just when Qin Fengming took a step and turned around a doorway, there was a flash in front of his eyes, and a force of space suddenly enveloped his body.

Before Qin Fengming could make a move, he was no longer in the hall, but in a pavilion.

Surrounded by a full moon and a cool breeze blowing, a fresh fragrance of lake water hits the face.As far as the eye can see, there is a sparkling calm lake all around.

The crisp sound of early birds chirping came from the distant green bushes, adding vividness to the peaceful scenery.

"What an elegant and peaceful place to live!" Seeing this scene suddenly, Qin Fengming couldn't help but sigh softly.

Due to Qin Fengming's own constitution, he seldom does closed-door training, and even in closed-door training, he usually enters his Xumi Cave for meditation.I have never looked for such a quiet place to live for a long time.

Although he just sensed this place, Qin Fengming immediately felt the extraordinary here.

In addition to the quiet environment, fresh breath, and thick heaven and earth vitality, there are actually tiny runes floating here that can be easily detected by the divine sense.

After a little investigation, Qin Fengming knew the effect of those runes. The runes had no effect on attacking and killing, but were only used to stabilize and sort out the vitality of the world.

Such a place, if you retreat here, it is definitely a place that monks dream of.

"Fellow Daoist Qin, don't leave this gazebo. You sit cross-legged in this gazebo. You can only sense the scroll with your spiritual sense. You cannot use any mana or soul attack on the scroll, otherwise you will suffer unspeakable backlash. Even Mahayana, it is absolutely unbearable. Fellow Daoists must remember this point."

The female cultivator surnamed Ying appreciated Qin Fengming's compliments very much, she nodded with a smile on her face, and then said.

"Fairy, don't worry, Qin won't mess around." Qin Fengming immediately agreed.

Now that he's here, he will obey the rules.There are dangers everywhere here, and he will certainly not act recklessly if it is not necessary.

Nodding slightly at Qin Fengming, the female cultivator surnamed Ying waved her hand towards a place in the air, and a ball of fluorescent light suddenly flashed out.

Amidst waves of light surged, ripples suddenly appeared on the originally empty lake surface, and the sun rose suddenly, and a huge picture scroll suddenly appeared in the midair.

The picture scroll wrapped in Xiaguang is two feet high and six feet wide, like a roll of silk cloth slowly floating in the air with the wind.

Qin Fengming stared intently, and couldn't help but be distracted.

This huge picture scroll is a morning and night landscape painting, with high mountains and flowing water, steep and steep peaks, blue sky and abyss, and bright moon shadowing the water.It's really a picture of clear water, morning mist and thick forest, and the sun and moon reflecting the sky and the blue sky.

With the slow fluctuation of the huge picture scroll, the scenery in the painting becomes more and more rippling.It seems that the huge picture scroll is just a scene somewhere in the map.

"Hey, the time of day in this picture scroll seems to be the same as the time of day around this moment. It's the time when the dawn first appears. Could it be that this scroll reflects the heaven and earth here?"

Suddenly, Qin Fengming whispered in surprise.

"What Fellow Daoist said is true, and it is not. The picture scroll in this scroll changes according to the weather and time of the place, but it is definitely not the scenery here. If you want to comprehend, you can start now. Six months later, The scroll will disappear by itself, and the fellow daoist will also be teleported away. At that time, the fellow daoist must not resist the power of the teleportation. Otherwise, he will be teleported away from Yuncui Mountain."

The female cultivator surnamed Ying explained slightly, and in the voice of the words, the body gradually became unreal, and disappeared without a trace after the words were finished.

Seeing the female cultivator leaving, Qin Fengming didn't hesitate anymore, and sat down on a wooden couch in the pavilion with his body folded up, clasped his hands together, and closed his eyes.

"Fellow Daoist Mo, for that monk surnamed Qin, have you seen his specific formation level?" Seeing Qin Fengming disappearing into the hall, Fairy Jingyu's eyes flickered slightly, and after a while, she suddenly asked.

She came this time to ask for Su Lenghe, but she had to meet Su Lenghe first.

When she couldn't comprehend and decipher the picture scroll, she could only choose the most clumsy method: waiting.

Now that Qin Fengming has deciphered the scroll, it is naturally a good thing for her.As long as the scroll can be deciphered, Su Lenghe will naturally be able to show up.

"That Qin Daoist Momou has never seen the specific method of his formation, but Momou is very sure of his formation level. This is not recommended by a late-stage and peak monk of the Wuyan Xuanling Clan, but several people who are all They all say so. If there is no extraordinary formation method, it will definitely not be respected and admired by so many people."

Mo Qing did not hesitate, and immediately opened his mouth to explain.

The two of them talked, not using sound transmission, but talking directly.

Hearing what Mo Qing said, Fairy Jingyu frowned slightly.She originally thought that Mo Qing would test Qin Fengming's level of formation after seeing Qin Fengming, but Mo Qing didn't do this at all.

This made Fairy Jingyu's confidence in Qin Fengming's ability to comprehend the picture scroll suddenly dropped drastically.

"Junior Sister Ying, Master, how many years have you been in retreat this time?" At this moment, Fairy Qing suddenly asked the female cultivator surnamed Ying who had returned.

"Reporting to Senior Sister Qing, the exact time is eight thousand three hundred and seventy-seven years." The female cultivator surnamed Ying said without any hesitation when she heard the senior sister's question.

She said the words, as if she hadn't thought about it at all, as if that time had been remembered in her heart.