Hundred Refinements Ascension Record

Although Qin Fengming was puzzled, he knew these things, which were beyond the knowledge of his little foundation cultivator.He just glanced at a few people with no expression on his face, then turned his head and walked forward.

At this time, thousands of monks were already standing on the square, but there were many melancholy faces on the faces of the people, and only a few monks showed joyful expressions.

But amidst the joyful look, there also seemed to be some caution.

As for the number of entry-level judges at Manghuang Mountain, no one knows, and even the monks who have passed the competition still have difficulty in determining in their hearts.

Standing in the crowd, Qin Fengming didn't show the slightest change. He was already very determined about joining Manghuang Mountain. What he was thinking at this moment was to choose which hall to join, but this made it difficult for him to make a decision.

Just when Qin Fengming was having trouble making a decision on this matter, in a very hidden cave in Manghuang Mountain, there were also five monks arguing about one thing.

If someone sees these five people, they will definitely be shocked, and it will be difficult for them to move for a long time.

Because, the cultivation base of these five monks has already reached the stage of the late stage of transformation, and three of them are already in the state of great perfection in the late stage of transformation, and one of them has already stepped into the state of aggregation.

These five great monks are already standing at the peak of the world of cultivating immortals at this time.Usually Shenlong sees the head but doesn't see the end, but at this time, his face is flushed red.

These five old men are the five masters in Manghuang Mountain at this time. They usually gather together to discuss with each other only when they involve major and important matters. They never thought that the matters they are arguing at this time have nothing to do with the survival of the sect. .

"Brother Daoxi, I remember that 30 years ago, you had already accepted a disciple, and that disciple was extremely difficult to find, no matter in terms of cultivation base or talisman making talent. This year, this monk cannot I will come under your door again."

An old man with slightly red eyebrows said calmly, with no expression on his face, but his cultivation was one of the three peak monks who turned into babies.

"Hehe, brother Weiming, although the old man accepted a disciple with good qualifications 30 years ago, he is only a registered disciple. If he cannot successfully enter the realm of transforming into a baby within a hundred years, and is under control There has been a breakthrough in the talisman technique, but the old man will not formally accept him as a disciple."

"But this time, this disciple, I have to accept him as a disciple. I think the old man has lived for nearly 200 years. Even with the help of the panacea, I can only extend my life for another [-] years. , it’s hard to come by.”

"After the old man becomes immortal, it will be difficult for me to make a talisman from Manghuang Mountain. Although Song Yi is also expected to advance to the late stage in a hundred years, it is difficult for follow-up disciples to have good talents. It is difficult to choose a good quality to accept the mantle of the old man. It's a must."

An elegant old man with white beard and hair said,

"Hehe, brother Daoxi, you have lived for more than 1000 years, but the old man is not much different from you. Although the old man did not plan to accept apprentices before, but hearing about the little monk made the old man want to accept apprentices. This is the first time for this old man to accept apprentices, and I hope that the brothers and sisters will be perfect."

A late-stage cultivator next to him interjected in real time, with a serious expression on his face. Although facing the peak cultivator, he did not give in at all.

"Brother Zhuang, you're saying this differently. Thinking about that little monk, he didn't participate in the puppet skill competition, but he doesn't know much about puppets. It's hard to say whether he is talented or not. You want to take him as a disciple. But it seems inappropriate. But together with the magic circle, that little monk is extremely accomplished. If he is well cultivated, he will definitely achieve something. This person, the old man wants to take him as a disciple. In the future, my Manghuangshan formation Together, this little monk will carry forward."

A white-faced and beardless old man in his 50s also said to himself.

"Hey, Brother Tianji, although the little monk did not participate in my puppet skill competition, judging by his many skills, whether it is his intelligence or talent, it is already extremely high. As long as the old man does his best, he will definitely be there. The puppets have done a lot together, but this old man is very determined in his heart."

The old man surnamed Zhuang looked cold, and argued coldly, but there was no doubt in his words.

"Since all the brothers want to accept this person as a disciple, this old man has a way." The old man called Wei Ming said suddenly.

"Brother Weiming has any method, you might as well tell me, let me listen to it later."

Hearing this, the other three people nodded and said.

"Hehe, what's the difficulty? Since we all want to take this little monk back to our sect, we might as well bid for the auction. The one with the highest bid will accept this person as a disciple, and the spiritual stones that he produces will be shared equally among the rest. I don't know how to do this?"

In the bidding, it is unheard of that these late stage monks actually intend to auction off a monk.

The other three looked at each other, thinking secretly in their hearts, it seemed that it would be difficult to achieve their wish without paying some price.Thinking of this, the other three looked at each other and nodded.

Just as the four of them finalized their plan and planned to bid for the monk, a voice sounded:

"Hehe, fellow juniors, you and I have lived for hundreds of years. At this moment, we have been arguing for so long over a little foundation-builder cultivator, and finally thought of such absurd thing as bidding. Make those old ghosts laugh their teeth out."

Hearing this voice, the four people who were arguing couldn't help but stop their voices, and they all turned their heads to look at the person who spoke.

The person who spoke was the monk among the five who had never spoken.

I saw him sitting among the four of them, with a fair complexion and a black beard floating on his chest, his complexion was very calm, his eyes were closed all the time, his complexion remained unchanged, and he never spoke a word from the beginning to the end.

If a cultivator who transformed into an infant saw these five people, he would definitely recognize at a glance that this black-bearded old man was the one with the most profound magic power and cultivation base among the five people.

Although he is only in the realm of the Dzogchen Transformation, his mana is deeper than the other two Dzogchen monks, and he is closer to the fusion realm, even if he breaks through into the fusion realm tomorrow, he will also Likely possible.

Seeing the four people arguing endlessly, the black-bearded old man couldn't help but slowly opened his eyes, glanced at the four people, his eyes flashed continuously, with a slight smile on his face, and said in a calm voice.

"Hehe, this old man thought Brother Sima would keep silent, but he opened his mouth at this time. Tell me, what good strategy does Brother Sima have to resolve this matter."

Seeing the old man speak, the old man named Daoqian who spoke first smiled, and said hehe.

"Hehe, what's the difficulty? Just call the little monk and ask him what he thinks, who he plans to worship, and the matter will be easily solved?"