Hundred Refinements Ascension Record

For that stunning girl, Qin Fengming felt like a deer in his heart at the first sight, but he didn't lose an inch.Because there is always another beautiful figure in his heart.

Although he had only seen that beautiful figure twice in a hurry, it had left a very firm mark on his heart.

He was originally a Taoist person, so he looked down on the secular love between men and women, but he only thought about it in his spare time.

The direction he was going at this time was not in the direction of Manghuang Mountain, but in the direction of a market less than ten thousand miles away. The young master of the ghost gate was killed. He wanted to inquire more and see How much evidence does Ghost Pylori have against it?

If you want to inquire about this matter, you must look for the place where monks gather.Fangshi is undoubtedly the best place.

Since he reached the peak of Foundation Establishment, the flight of the spiritual weapon he controlled was much faster than before.Originally, it took several days to travel, but it only took more than one day to arrive at Fangshi.

After resting in a hidden place for three full days, Qin Fengming transformed his face into the appearance of an old man in his fifties, and then he swaggered into the square city.

The square city here is no different from other square cities. The shops of various business alliances are neatly located on both sides of the criss-crossing streets.There is an endless stream of monks on the street, which shows that this place is extremely prosperous.

Qin Fengming did not enter the shop, but walked along the street until he entered the auction house in Fangshi.

The auction house is a must-have building in every square city. Every other month or so, there will be auctions. This is also a means for the square city to attract customers.

Even if there is no auction held at ordinary times, past monks can also sit in the auction hall, drink tea and rest, or exchange some cultivation experience.It is also a common occurrence to exchange items in private.

Today, the auction house has not reached the auction day, so there are not many monks in it.

Qin Fengming entered the auction hall, glanced around for a while, and the whole hall fell into his eyes.This auction hall is very large, with a size of tens of feet.The hall is full of wooden chairs, and between every two wooden chairs, there is a tea table, and the rows are orderly.

At this time, there were not many monks in the hall, only twenty or thirty.Most of these monks are foundation-building monks, and there are only two or three of them in the Qi-gathering period. Judging from their appearance, they are the nephews who followed a foundation-building monk.

Seeing Qin Fengming coming in, everyone just turned their heads and looked at it for a while, and then ignored it.

Qin Fengming found a wooden chair a few feet away from the crowd and sat down. Immediately, some staff from the auction house brought fragrant tea.While drinking tea, he paid attention to the voices of people talking in the distance.

"I heard that Fellow Daoist Xu obtained a 400-year-old spiritual herb. I wonder if this is true?"

"Hehe, this is true. However, the spirit grass was exchanged yesterday, but Brother Li, you came a bit late."

"Sigh, that's such a pity. I was looking for 500-year-old spirit grass to refine elixirs. I came here in a hurry after receiving the news. I didn't think I was a step too late."

"Brother Li, don't worry. In five days, it will be the day of the auction. There will definitely be the spiritual grass that Brother Li needs. As long as Brother Li has a lot of spiritual stones, there is no need to worry about the spiritual grass."

The other person interjected, saying that these people are all nearby monks, but they have some personal relationships with each other.

"Well, that's the only way to go. I think that spiritual grass is more difficult to find than precious materials. Whether it exists in the auction is also a matter of debate."

While everyone was chatting, there was a flash of a figure, and an old man appeared at the entrance of the auction hall.This person is six to seventy years old, but his cultivation has already reached the stage of foundation establishment.

"Brother Bao is back, come here quickly."

When all the foundation building monks saw this person, they greeted him one after another. Obviously, this person is a very famous person in this place.

"I heard that Fellow Daoist Bao followed Master Ling to participate in the Tri-Clan Trade Fair. I wonder if there will be any gains? Tell everyone to listen." The monk surnamed Bao had just sat down, and immediately a person asked aloud.

"Hehe, the harvest in the trade fair is a trivial matter. Fellow Daoists don't know yet, but a big event happened in the Immortal Cultivation World of Jingzhou."

The monk surnamed Bao did not answer everyone's question, but immediately said something that surprised everyone.

"A big deal? What a big deal? I've never heard of it."

"The three young masters of Guiyoumen were beheaded and killed. At this time, within tens of thousands of miles of Guiyoumen, there is already a lot of noise. Everyone is closely searching for the murderer."

"Ah, what? The young master of the ghost gate was killed. How can this be possible? Think about the three young masters who are also monks in the late stage of foundation establishment. When they go out, they are all accompanied by monks of Chengdan. Who has the ability to kill them. "

"The three young masters of the Gui Youmen usually bully males and females and do all kinds of evil. This time, they must have offended the senior who was transformed into an infant, so that the other party suddenly attacked and killed him."

When everyone heard what monk surnamed Bao said, they were immediately astonished and began to speculate.

"Hehe, fellow daoists guessed wrong this time. I heard the news from the ghost pylorus that the person who did it was a monk in the early stage of foundation establishment, and he used a red flying needle to kill the young master. However, the two alchemy cultivators who followed the young master were beheaded by him with an extremely powerful magic circle."

Cultivator surnamed Bao smiled slightly when he heard everyone's speculation, took a sip of tea, and spoke slowly.

"What? A monk in the early stage of foundation establishment used a magic circle to kill two alchemy monks? This is too unbelievable. What kind of magic circle is so powerful. We have never heard of it before."

"Could it be that the monks of Manghuang Mountain couldn't do it? Those who can use the powerful magic circle, except Manghuang Mountain, really can't think of anyone else who has this method."

"Brother Wang, don't say that, Manghuang Mountain is something we can talk about casually."

As soon as a monk mentioned the name of Manghuang Mountain, someone immediately stopped him.

"No matter who did it, the ghost gate has issued a strict order this time. As long as the murderer is caught, there will be countless benefits. It is said that there are several kinds of pills in it. If it is a foundation-building monk Capture it, and rely on those elixirs alone, it is possible to advance to the realm of alchemy."

"If it is a monk Cheng Dan, it is very possible to go further. At this time, within tens of thousands of miles of the Ghost Pylori Gate, tens of thousands of colleagues have joined the search for the murderer. In a few days, this place will definitely Received the news."

"This old man is familiar with all the fellow Taoists. We also received this news on the way back with my master, so before returning to the cave, the old man immediately came here to inform all the fellow Taoists. Cultivate and capture, and the great opportunity for everyone will come."

"However, the old man still advises everyone that it is better to have several people together when taking action. I think that the cultivator in the early stage of foundation establishment has the courage to fight against the two cultivators of alchemy alone. His means are definitely not weak. There are a few people, and the grasp is greater."

Cultivator surnamed Bao coughed lightly, intercepted everyone's words, and then slowly spoke out the reward offered by the ghost gate.