Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

( ) Facing the sudden change, Qin Fengming, whose mind was empty, did not react at all. Seeing the familiar and close people eating at his body with ferocious expressions, Qin Fengming felt no pain.

Not only did he feel no pain, but his soul and body felt very comfortable, making him addicted to it and unable to extricate himself.

The mountains and forests in the distance moved again, and another figure appeared.

Those figures are also familiar to Qin Fengming, Master Zhang Li, Senior Wife Liu Wei, Junior Sisters Zhang Ruotong, Sima Qingshan, Wang Qi from Tiancang Mountain, Senior Brother Wang from Luoxia Sect, Senior Uncle Fei, Uncle Ximen, everyone from Quejiabao, Quzhou Jinfu Sect Group cultivators, Demon Mountain Sect monks, Huangquan Palace, Dark Night Palace, Sha Shen Sect, Hermit Sect...

There are countless figures, thousands and thousands of them.

It seemed that everyone who had met Qin Fengming and had grudges, enmities, and kindnesses appeared around. Some can be called by name, and some cannot be called by name.

Words came out from everyone's mouth, some of which were words of concern, and some of which were words of hatred. No matter what he said, as soon as the words fell, everyone turned into fierce expressions, like a torrent of evil water, rushing towards Qin Fengming.

The figures all over the mountains and plains instantly enveloped Qin Fengming's spiritual body.

What kind of situation was that, Qin Fengming had never seen or heard of it in his life.

The crowd gathered around him, as if possessed by a swarm of ants, and began to bite and eat his body. Some of the bites caused Qin Fengming pain, while others made him feel very comfortable.

The feeling of pain slowly took over, and Qin Fengming's soul was slowly wrapped in pain.

No matter what kind of feeling it is, it will cause Qin Fengming to lose the energy of his soul.

At this moment, Qin Fengming was unconscious. He was trapped in a deep feeling of self-blame and longing. It was an incomparable sorrow for his deceased relatives, and it was also an emotion that he had suppressed for an unknown period of time because he had not been able to see his relatives again. Catharsis.

A person abandons his home since he was a child and wanders alone away from his family. He has no family to accompany him and no family support. No matter what happens, he must be alone.

That kind of bitter silence in the heart can only be understood by those who wander outside.

Although monks seem to have great powers and can split mountains and rocks with a wave of their hands, and turn rivers and seas upside down, their life experiences are undoubtedly difficult. The desperate situations of life and death encountered are beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Even if the monk's cultivation level has reached an extremely high level,

Even among the top Mahayana masters in the Three Realms, no matter how talented or savage they are, no matter how ruthless and brutal they are, there will still be weak emotions hidden deep in anyone's heart that he cannot completely get rid of.

It is said that men don't shed tears easily because they haven't reached the point of sadness.

At this time, Qin Fengming was completely filled with a weak emotion that was difficult to suppress. Although he had a strong sense of resistance when he was in severe pain, the guilt and worry about his relatives deep in his heart still made him forcefully eliminate the desire to take action.

And as he was surrounded and bitten by countless figures, the energy of his soul continued to weaken.

As time went on, Qin Fengming felt a sense of relief in his heart. The previous pain no longer felt, and a sense of lightness occupied his heart.

It seems that if this continues, Qin Fengming will get great comfort.

What Qin Fengming didn't know was that his current state allowed him to avoid the danger of death.

This is a great enchantment formation, which can make the spirits entering this lake fall into psychedelia and find it difficult to extricate themselves. And those figures that appeared were the ties that the monks couldn't let go of deep in their hearts.

Even if a monk is really free from worries, there are bound to be people he hates, or people he has rescued or benefited from.

The larger number were those who were killed by him.

All these people will occupy a place deep in the monk's heart. Even if he cannot remember or know the names of those people, those people have appeared in his mind and will not be dismissed. They are real. It exists in his memory.

In this enchanted formation, those who are not remembered in his memory will also appear in front of him surrounded by powerful psychedelic restrictions and bite him viciously.

In this space, as long as you make an attack, you will fall into madness and be unable to escape. In the end, the energy of the soul will be exhausted, the soul will completely lose its intelligence, and become a phantom soul in this lake.

At this time, Qin Fengming's soul escaped the catastrophe of falling into madness, but he did not escape the danger of his soul energy being stripped away.

As time slowly passed, Qin Fengming's spirit became weaker and weaker. Although it was still suspended upright above the lake, it had a clear sense of transparency and was no longer so solid.

The soul energy was slowly bitten down from his body by figures one after another. What awaited Qin Fengming's soul in the end was that it would collapse after losing enough supporting energy.

But Qin Fengming's spirit couldn't feel this and couldn't stop it.

Suddenly, an incomparable coldness surged out of Qin Fengming's soul.

The coldness didn't last, it just appeared and spread immediately.

As the ice cold suddenly appeared, thousands of figures around him who were gnawing at Qin Fengming's soul body immediately stopped their movements the moment they were exposed to this cold breath.

The movements of the figures stopped for a moment. As the cold breath swept through them, the figures continued their previous actions again.

But it was when this coldness appeared that Qin Fengming's consciousness, which had been silent in the midst of being bitten, suddenly received a huge shock. His consciousness returned to him, and the dull look in his eyes disappeared immediately.

A shout immediately sounded in his mouth: "Qin was bound by the psychedelic effect here and fell into it."

There was a shout in his mouth, and Qin Fengming's eyes suddenly became bright and shining.

Looking at the figures still surrounding him, Qin Fengming's face no longer looked dull.

At this moment, Qin Fengming's soul was frightened for a while. The cold breath that suddenly appeared in his soul was the extremely ice soul energy that he had contaminated and refined at the bottom of the Demon Soul Sea.

Unexpectedly, when his soul was immersed in it and could not recover, it was this soul energy that woke him up.

With his soul clear, Qin Fengming immediately waved his hand to capture the figure of a monk who he remembered had been killed in front of him. With a burst of force, the figure immediately turned into a ball of soul energy and spread around.

These figures are not illusory existences, but condensed soul energy in the lake.

Although it can confuse people's minds, his face does resemble a certain monk in Qin Fengming's memory. It can be said that the restriction here is the reflected monk in the monk's deep memory.

This is the first time Qin Fengming has encountered any kind of restriction that can achieve such an effect.

However, this kind of prohibition is also introduced in the classics, but Qin Fengming has not studied it in depth.

After a successful blow, Qin Fengming immediately understood that these figures had no other means and it was not difficult to kill them.

As soon as he thought of this, Qin Fengming naturally did not hesitate anymore, waved out his hands, and suddenly the figures were shattered in front of him. The people Qin Fengming killed were all people he was not familiar with.

And he didn't touch any of the figures he had interacted with.

With their hands waving rapidly, hundreds of monks disappeared from the scene. However, what left Qin Fengming speechless was that even though he had regained his mind, there were still figures appearing all around him, one after another.

"Hey, killing these figures with no attack power can actually affect your mood."

Suddenly, Qin Fengming let out a cry from his mouth, and he suddenly realized that as he smashed the figures one after another, a sense of madness actually grew in his consciousness.

"Since there are strange appearances when attacking these transformed figures, Qin will attack the surrounding mountains and forests to see if the same thing happens?" Qin Fengming's spirit eyes flashed and he suddenly spoke.

After speaking the words, Qin Fengming waved the figure in front of him and flicked it away, and headed directly towards the forest in front of him.

The shadowy figures in the mountains and forests still exist, but the people who are closely related to him are no longer there. Qin Fengming's figure flashed, and two solid palm prints shot out.

Amidst the dull roar, a huge hole immediately appeared in the tall mountain forest. In the hole, there is a scene of dark lake water surging.

"Hahaha... It turns out that this restriction can be destroyed by brute force alone." Suddenly seeing the hole appearing, Qin Fengming burst into joyful laughter.

The figure flashed, and palm prints appeared.

Although the spirit's use of Shaking Yue Palm cannot compare with the power of physical palms, under the blessing of powerful runes, the attack power is equally impressive.

The soul crystals in his body were circulating, and streams of thick soul energy quickly filled Qin Fengming's soul body, so that he could not worry about the depletion of soul energy in his body.

He did not absorb the soul energy here.

Since this place can drive spirits into madness, it is enough to make Qin Fengming wary.

Just when Qin Fengming's soul body was surrounded and bitten by countless soul figures, huge waves of soul energy suddenly appeared in the tall rocks where Qin Fengming's body was sitting cross-legged.

This soul energy appeared so suddenly that Qin Fengming, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes.

"Could it be that the real soul is in danger in the rocks and is trying to take action with all its strength?" A cry of surprise resounded, and Qin Fengming, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes.

His eyes flickered, and he immediately locked the tall rocks in it, with a look of vigilance on his face.

After a while, Qin Fengming's eyes slowly became calmer as he watched the majestic soul energy spurting out. He found that although the energy of the soul was gushing out from the stone in front of him, it seemed very stable and did not resemble a fierce battle at dawn.

However, Qin Fengming and his soul didn't know it. Just when the soul was enveloped by the psychedelic restriction, the vast lake of souls suddenly became no longer calm.

The dark lake water surged violently, and huge waves surged toward the area where a huge mist surged.

The entire lake was aroused, and the gray void seemed to become unstable.