Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

Text Chapter 6199 Qingming Poison Mist

Qin Fengming possesses many magical powers and secret techniques that are specialized in dealing with spirits and ghosts. Even if he is faced with a complete Mahayana spirit at this time, he is very sure that he can defeat it, and at worst, he can escape alive.

There is no one else, because he has gold in his body.

Now this phantom was no longer a monk's spirit. Without the protection of the Qianyuan Tiangang Star Formation, Qin Fengming approached and took action, without any resistance at all, and fell into Qin Fengming's hands.

After capturing the virtual soul of the monk with the same surname, Qin Fengming did not immediately look at the shining green bamboo tower above the altar, but frowned slightly at the majestic soul energy rolling down from the stone platform.

Without the restraints of the magic circle, the gathered soul energy immediately flowed freely.

These divine soul energies are not ordinary divine soul energies. The vitality of the vigorous vegetation contained in them is not found in other divine soul energies that Qin Fengming has encountered.

Even the Qianyuan Land that he had entered at the beginning could not compare with the vitality of these divine soul energies.

Although the soul energy contained in the vitality of vegetation is not of much use to Qin Fengming, it does not mean that it has no benefits for Qin Fengming.

Qin Fengming was almost certain that the monk named Lian was majoring in the vitality of vegetation.

Although he didn't know if collecting these soul energies at this time could preserve the vitality contained in them, Qin Fengming still planned to give it a try.

Taking a look at the tall bamboo tower on top of the broken altar in the distance, Qin Fengming did not hesitate and immediately waved his hand, offering the Taotie Qiankun Gui in front of him.

Although this once mysterious treasure of Mihuang will be jealous of the Mahayana in the Three Realms, Qin Fengming is convinced that it cannot enter the eyes of Fairy Qingzhu.

If it were a complete Mihuang Xuanbao, Fairy Qingzhu might even stare at it head-on.

But the Taotie Qiankun Gui, which is now incomplete, can no longer be valued by female cultivators.

However, what suddenly shocked Qin Fengming was that as the Taotie Qiankun Gui appeared in front of him, before he could activate it, a brilliant ball of multicolored rays of light had already erupted from the Qiankun Gui.

The rays of light shone, and the majestic soul energy all around seemed to be summoned, and it immediately poured crazily towards the Taotie Qiankun Gui in the shining rays of light.

Qin Fengming was shocked by the sudden change.

This is not the first time that Xiaowan has been exposed to thick soul energy, but the scene that appears at this moment is completely different from the past. The small bowl is not holding the absorbed soul energy, but the vast soul energy is directly integrated into the wall of the small bowl.

But in an instant, a surprise appeared in Qin Fengming's heart. It would not be a bad thing if this broken Mihuang Xuanbao could appear in such a situation.

Qin Fengming would never think so about using the soul energy here to repair this Mihuang Xuanbao, but as long as Taotie Qiankun Gui could get some benefits, he would be very happy.

The Taotie Qiankun Gui has the ability to swallow up the heaven and the earth. But the ability to devour is only one of its magical powers. Apart from devouring and trapping, Qin Fengming still doesn't know what kind of powerful power this former Mihuang mysterious treasure has.

Although this incomplete Taotie Qiankun Gui can no longer have the power of law, but the aura of the ancient world is strong, it may not necessarily have more powerful attacking magical powers.

Qin Fengming looked at the small bowl that was trying its best to absorb the soul energy, and thoughts flashed in his mind.

Suddenly, an idea suddenly flashed in his mind, and he suddenly thought of why this small bowl did what it did.

This place contains a rich vitality of vegetation, and the Mihuang Xuanbao is a natural product of heaven and earth. Although they may not all be plants and trees, they can naturally feel intimate with the vitality of heaven and earth.

Qin Fengming felt reassured, since Xiaowan took the initiative to absorb the soul energy here, it was not without purpose. What he has to do now is to wait quietly without making any move on the small bowl.

The small bowl was unavailable, and Qin Fengming did not use the imitation Qiankun Bag. Instead, he quickly arranged an area in the Zhongling Xumi Space Cave, and then relied on his means to

Little by little, the surrounding soul energy is collected into the Sumeru space.

"Hey, the black mist energy has not disappeared at all."

Suddenly, Qin Fengming, who quickly used magic to gather the energy of his soul, let out a soft sigh. He stopped moving and fixed his gaze on a cracked stone platform below, his eyes showing caution for a moment.

When the Thunder Soul Bead was used to disperse the soul energy condensed by the spirit of the surname, the green poisonous mist gathered on the stone platform was naturally cleared away by the violent thunder and lightning contained in the violent Thunder Soul Bead. .

But there wasn't much of the Qingming poisonous mist. Qin Fengming stepped onto the stone platform again and examined it carefully, but he didn't sense any strange aura that was corrosive to him.

But now, when he saw the dark mist in the deep crack, he immediately made a judgment.

Qin Fengming didn't know exactly how terrifying the Qingming poisonous mist was. Previously, Fairy Qingzhu only said that the poisonous mist was the poisonous mist that even the true immortals in the Miluo Realm would not dare to touch easily. She did not say how she threatened the monks specifically.

Recalling the previous events, the spirit said that Fairy Qingzhu had been eroded by the poisonous fog of Qingming, and that the power of thunder and lightning could restrain and clear the poisonous fog of Qingming. This poisonous fog should be a kind of soul toxin.

However, Qin Fengming did not feel the strong fluctuations of the soul when he sensed the wisps of black energy earlier, and it seemed that there was not much vitality energy contained.

But it is such a toxin that even the Chaos True Immortals are afraid of it and do not dare to be contaminated easily. The poisonous mist naturally has its terrifying power.

Blue light flashed in his eyes, looking at the dark mist in the deep cracks, Qin Fengming stood motionless for a moment.

Thoughts flashed in his mind and he was not calm.

It was the first time Qin Fengming met Qingming Poisonous Mist. With his usual temperament, he certainly would not remain indifferent. How to put it away and refine it was the problem he needed to face at this time.

As his mind turned, the first thing Qin Fengming thought of was the soul-eating ghost fire.

He frowned and stretched out his hand, a ball of green flames flashed out, and in a flash, it went towards the crack.

What suddenly shocked Qin Fengming was that the soul-devouring ghost fire that he sacrificed and fell into the crack had already become extremely spiritual and did not dare to fall again before it came into contact with the dark mist.

It was as if the dark mist below made the soul-devouring ghost fire feel dangerous and he didn't dare to touch it.

Upon sensing this, Qin Fengming's heart suddenly tightened. This Qingming Poison Mist is really extraordinary, even the soul-devouring ghost fire with the ability to devour it is afraid of it.

Facing this scene, Qin Fengming's expression was extremely gloomy, but he had no intention of shrinking in his heart.

This poisonous mist is indeed what Fairy Qingzhu said. It cannot be resisted by ordinary magical powers and secret techniques. Even if it is the devil flames of heaven and earth, most people will not dare to compete with it.

However, the stronger the poisonous mist of Qingming became, the more Qin Fengming wanted to take it.

Looking at the Taotie Qiankun Gui in the distance that was still absorbing the soul energy, Qin Fengming immediately gave up the idea of ​​letting Xiaowan try to collect it.

"Since the poisonous fog of Qingming can be restrained by the power of thunder and lightning, Qin will use the power of thunder and lightning to try." Qin Fengming waved his hand to withdraw the soul-eating ghost fire, suddenly relaxed his brows, and spoke slowly.

As he spoke, he left the stone platform in a flash and floated on the stone wall on one side of the stone platform.

With a flick of his arm, the Xuanwei Qingyan Sword appeared in his palm. The sword's blade flashed with a compelling fluorescence, and wisps of electric arcs traveled on it and continued to lasing.

With his eyes flashing slightly, Qin Fengming did not hesitate and immediately waved his arms.

"Bang!" With a bang, the sharp Xuanwei Qingyan sword immediately slashed into the hard stone wall of the stone platform. As the sword blade flashed, a huge rock fell down.

The poisonous mist of Qingming here was sealed in the stone wall by the monk named Lien. Although the fog is terrifying, it obviously has no effect on the rocks here.

Seeing that the stone wall was easily cut down by the Xuanwei Qingyan Sword, Qin Fengming felt relieved.

So he no longer hesitated, and immediately waved his arm rapidly, and the sword blade struck the stone wall one after another...

"Shut up!" Suddenly, a sonorous sound suddenly sounded, and Qin Fengming's arm was immediately shaken by a powerful rebound force. It was a sudden and powerful force that made his arms numb.

"Restriction, there is actually a restriction here?" Qin Fengming's heart tightened and he spoke in surprise.

As he spoke, Qin Fengming's consciousness had already landed on the rock in front of him. A faint layer of fluorescence shines, and a faint forbidden aura emerges from it.

"Can the poisonous mist of Qingming, which even the true immortals and powerful men dare not touch easily, can be sealed just by virtue of the restriction?" Qin Fengming's eyes flickered, and confusion appeared on his face.

The poisonous mist of Qingming here is all in the stone platform. If there is no way to seal it, the poisonous mist of Qingming will have dissipated long ago. But Qin Fengming really couldn't imagine how the Qingming poisonous mist, which even Xingyun Palace regarded as dangerous, could be restricted and trapped.

"This forbidden aura contains a strong aura of vitality. Is it possible that the green poisonous mist can be sealed by the aura of vitality?"

Qin Fengming's consciousness locked tightly on the stone in front of him, his expression suddenly changed, and he spoke urgently again.

As Qin Fengming's words came out, he had already made a judgment in his heart. What he said must be the truth.

No wonder the monk named Lian dared to pay the price to enter the Youmo Mountains. It turned out that he knew that the breath of life could restrain the poisonous mist of Qingming. And he himself is a person who practices and understands the vitality of life.

Qin Fengming's thoughts changed rapidly, and he quickly figured out the key.

When he thought that what the monk named Lian was comprehending was the artistic conception of life and vitality, Qin Fengming suddenly felt a surge of excitement in his heart.

This vitality artistic conception is a strange artistic conception that can provide vitality to others. The vitality breath has indescribable benefits for monks to repair injuries and restore their condition.

If the monk named Lian really understood the artistic conception of life and vitality, Qin Fengming really couldn't just kill him.

"It seems that this stone wall cannot be destroyed easily. If you want to obtain this poisonous mist, you have to think of another way." Qin Fengming's eyes flickered and he murmured to himself in a deep voice.

After a moment, Qin Fengming flashed and returned to the broken stone platform.

He suddenly thought of the previous spell cast by the spirit. The spirit did not cast any spell to drive the formation. It just condensed the surrounding energy, and then led wisps of green poisonous mist out of the stone platform.

From this point of view, the poisonous mist of Qingming is not unattractable.

Qin Fengming thought of it and implemented it. He used the magic formula in his hand, and a strong wind suddenly blew around him.

The wind howled, and in an instant, a hurricane vortex appeared around Qin Fengming. The vortex gradually grew, and in a short time it covered the surrounding area of ​​thirty to forty feet.

"Sure enough, the dark mist can be drawn from above." After a moment, as a black energy suddenly shot out from the crack, Qin Fengming said a word of surprise.

As the words were spoken, the sweeping hurricane disappeared. Several rays of sword energy flashed out, slashing directly at the sudden burst of green and black energy.

In the sound of chi chi, the green and black energy, which was not thick in the first place, was immediately cut and broken by several sword energy. The power of thunder and lightning contained in Qin Fengming's sword blade was really effective against the green and black energy.

The green and black energy that was chopped into pieces was scattered on the spot and no longer condensed.

"Okay, Qin will try to figure out how to refine this green dark poisonous mist." Seeing the green and black energy floating in front of the energy that was avoiding them, Qin Fengming suppressed the excitement in his heart and said sternly.

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