Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

Qin Fengming would never let the old man surnamed Zhang reveal that he captured this old man mainly to rush towards the Baiji boat. Although the speed of the boat was astonishing, although the spiritual power it consumed was astonishing, this restriction did not pose any difficulty to Qin Fengming.

Just when the old man surnamed Zhang was desperate, Qin Fengming immediately used Xuantian Microstep and sacrificed the red silk spiritual weapon to capture the old man surnamed Zhang in one fell swoop.

A magic spell shot out of the old man named Zhang. His body was shaken and he slowly opened his eyes.

As soon as he suddenly opened his eyes, he saw an old man with a young face and a faint smile. He was startled and quickly activated his spiritual power, but it made him even more frightened and he could not mobilize even a trace of his spiritual power.

At this time, the old man named Zhang knew that he had fallen into the hands of the young monk opposite. Suddenly there was no luster in his eyes, he closed his lips tightly and said nothing.

"Haha, Zhang You, Qin, originally made it clear not to take action against Qin, but he didn't listen to Qin's words. If you want to kill Qin with just this trivial formation, you are looking down on Qin. As for those three unique formations, Qin must It’s just a matter of raising your hand to break it.”

"After we met, Mr. Qin convinced me that the formation set up here has been known to Mr. Qin for a long time and he has left a means to eliminate it. If you don't believe it, please read it."

Qin Fengming pointed his hand in the air and saw a group of red light suddenly appearing dozens of feet away and heading straight for Qin Fengming at an extremely fast speed.

In the blink of an eye, a small red beast fell into his hands.

Seeing that the little red beast flew out from where one of his formation flags was, the old man surnamed Zhang suddenly lost all hope in his heart. The young man's methods in front of him were really elusive, as if everything was already in his hands. Along the way, as long as there is danger, there must be a way to break it.

I thought my plan was foolproof, but it turned out to be useless in front of this young man, and it seemed like child's play.

"Alas, it's too late to say anything at this time. The reason why I fell into this situation is all because of the word 'greed'. Qin You, please give me a whole body for the sake of our acquaintance."

"Haha, my friend, my memory has faded because of my old age. Back then, Qin made it clear that as long as my friend took action against Qin, he would be Qin's enemy. Qin would use all his means to kill him, and it would be possible to extract his soul and refine his soul." .”

Qin Fengming's expression did not change at all, and he still looked harmless, but his words made the old man named Zhang and the monk Ouyang present suddenly change their expressions.

Everyone who cultivates immortality knows that after death, his soul will enter the land of the netherworld. Because of his previous life's ability, people who cultivate immortality, so after entering the netherworld, although their consciousness may not be there, they can still practice cultivation. As long as they are not killed again, it is very possible to achieve success again.

However, if the soul is extracted and refined, its soul will be tortured, not to mention that this only opportunity to enter the netherworld will no longer exist.

This is the most difficult punishment for a monk to accept.

"Qin You, I have offended you many times before, but now I have been captured by you. All my crimes will be severely punished. I hope you can be lenient and spare my soul..."

After listening to Qin Fengming's words, the old man named Zhang felt a chill in his heart and he hurriedly begged.

Qin Fengming stopped talking to him at this time and turned around to look at the old man Ouyang: "Ouyang, my friend Qin is going to use the soul search technique on this person. I hope you will be there to protect him. The area within 50 feet of Qin will be classified as a restricted area." Any living creature that enters must be killed.”

Brother Ouyang was still in great shock at this time. Hearing Qin Fengming's words, he was even more shocked. The art of searching for souls is involved in many techniques. Although the techniques are different, they lead to the same goal through different paths.

When one person performs the Soul Searching Technique on another person, the prerequisite is that the person who performs the technique must have a higher spiritual level than the person being performed by the technique. Otherwise, the opponent may backfire and have his or her mind taken away.

At this time, the young man in front of him actually used his mid-level foundation-building cultivation level to perform this heaven-defying technique on a peak-level foundation-building monk. Could it be that he didn't know this restriction?

"Friend Qin, wait a minute. To use the Soul Searching Technique, the cultivation level of the caster must be higher than that of the opponent. How can you use this technique on a monk at the peak of Foundation Establishment with a cultivation level in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment?"

Qin Fengming's words just now were partly to test Brother Ouyang's opinion. He stopped and felt somewhat relieved, so he laughed:

"Young Ouyang is overly concerned that Qin has a special skill in Kung Fu, so he has a secret technique that can be used to search for the souls of monks who are not too advanced than himself. You only need to guard him for a while."

After Qin Fengming finished speaking, he waved his hand and a huge purple and black centipede suddenly appeared on the spot. Although old man Ouyang knew that the monk surnamed Qin had two fourth-level spiritual beasts, he was still shocked when he suddenly saw them.

Qin Fengming's spiritual thoughts moved and he had already issued an order to the two spiritual beasts to protect this place. There are two level four spirit beasts here. Even if Old Man Ouyang wants to make a surprise attack, he will definitely be blocked by the spirit beasts and unable to succeed.

After making all preparations, Qin Fengming flew to the old man named Zhang who was begging for help but his eyes were dull. He sat cross-legged on the stone ground with his hands and made countless spells. The mantras flew out of his mouth and went straight into the head of the old man named Zhang in front of him.

After a moment, his right hand opened and slowly reached above the head of the old man surnamed Zhang. An invisible spiritual thought floated out of his hand and fell into the head of the old man surnamed Zhang.

Qin Fengming's eyes were closed tightly, and his face gradually became extremely solemn. Beads of sweat fell from his face and fell on the front of his clothes. His whole body was trembling slightly.

At this time, the face of the old man surnamed Zhang was even more distorted and pale. His whole body was shaking violently, and his hands and feet were twitching, as if he was trying his best to endure the severe pain in his body.

After a full cup of tea, Qin Fengming slowly took back his palm and his expression became calm again.

Qin Fengming seemed a little reluctant to use this soul-searching technique at this time. Although his spiritual power is comparable to that of a monk in the Chengdan stage, his level is much lower than that of the old man surnamed Zhang. When Qin Fengming's spiritual thought entered the head of the old man named Zhang, he was immediately blocked by a huge divine thought.

However, Qin Fengming's consciousness was much higher than that of the old man named Zhang. After a fight, he successfully invaded the sea of ​​consciousness of the old man named Zhang. Qin Fengming suddenly felt that his spiritual consciousness carrying the mark of the old man surnamed Zhang was integrated into his own spiritual consciousness.

At the same time, some unknown information suddenly appeared in his mind. This information is so vast that it cannot be fully absorbed. A lot of information disappears when it is communicated.

Qin Fengming knew that this information was the most secret resource in the mind of the old man named Zhang.