Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

In front of Qin Fengming stood the people who had just entered.

At this time, everyone raised their eyes to look at the vast area shrouded in the glow in front of them. There, there were towering palaces built like solid ice, one after another stretching into the distance.

It should not be like solid ice, but should be a temple carved from solid ice.

Standing in front of the vast palace complex, the strange feeling that was given to everyone before like a fairyland and heavenly palace has not weakened, but has become more intense.

Surrounded by clouds and mist full of rays of light, the tall temples look so tall and sacred that when people look at them, they feel a sense of reverence and worship.

Standing on the spot, no one had anything to say for a moment.

Suddenly a wave of waves appeared behind everyone, and a figure suddenly appeared from the tall archway. In a flash, it fell to the ground.

"Fellow Daoist Han, you finally came in." As the figure stood still, everyone withdrew their gaze and looked at the person who came in.

At this time, Han Lian's face was slightly pale. It was obvious that when he broke the ice wall, he spent a lot of energy and soul, causing a considerable loss of his soul energy.

Han Lian is proficient in formations, and it is normal for his own strength to be slightly inferior to monks of the same level. The restriction here requires breaking the ice wall by one's own strength, which is a bit difficult.

The most difficult thing is that everyone here is a spirit body and does not have any magic weapons or storage items on them. There are no other items. Even if Han Lian had a powerful spiritual treasure, he would not be able to bring it here.

However, Qin Fengming's words of reminder gave Han Lian great help. Let him finally use the power of the magic circle to finally break the ice wall and enter here.

"Fellow Taoists, Han needs to recover some of his soul energy later."

Han Lianchang hugged everyone and said immediately. After speaking the words, he had already sat down cross-legged, made a fist with his hands, and began to absorb the energy of the soul stone.

Everyone was not in a hurry, and they all looked for directions and sat cross-legged to rest together.

Qin Fengming's eyes flashed, looking at the palace in front of him, and he didn't move for a moment.

It was not clear outside the archway, but when he was in front of the palace, Qin Fengming could find that the vast palace in front of him was built according to the mountain, scattered and irregular.

However, there are vague plaques hanging on many temples. This place is obviously a sect place.

On top of the mountains of ice, the palaces have sharp corners and smooth surfaces, as if they were newly built, with no trace of old or dilapidated buildings.

Looking at the two nearest palaces, Qin Fengming knew that these two halls, named Tingfeng and Wangyu, were where the sect's external affairs were discussed. It is also the place where the sect communicates with outside monks.

In a place like this, there would generally be nothing worth the attention of Xuan-level monks.

An hour later, Han Lian stood up, raised his fists at everyone and said, "Thank you all fellow Taoists, Han is fine now."

Everyone stood up and stepped into a wide ice crystal path.

The moment his footsteps touched the winding path that stretched away, Qin Fengming suddenly felt the world shake slightly, and the things in front of him seemed to be momentarily turbulent.

This feeling is extremely slight. If Qin Fengming had not gained some insights into the artistic conception of space laws, he would not have noticed this slight difference.

"Space restriction!" Qin Fengming's heart tightened, and a situation immediately came to mind.

With flashing eyes, Qin Fengming's eyes flashed blue and he immediately looked around. However, what made him frown slightly was that he didn't notice anything strange. Even the fluctuations in the space's aura did not change at all.

If Qin Fengming hadn't been convinced that he sensed something strange, he would have felt that it was just an illusion.

Qin Fengming's expression recovered instantly, and without stopping, he quickly followed the others and walked forward.

Everyone soon arrived in front of the two palaces. They raised their heads slightly to take a look at the two tall palaces on both sides of the road. No one suggested stopping to take a look, but went straight across and walked towards the other palace.

However, when Qin Fengming and the Red Demon Ancestor, who were at the end, passed by the two main halls, Qin Fengming suddenly frowned slightly and glanced at Tingfeng Hall.

His eyes flickered, and suddenly there was a solemn meaning flashing inside.

"Fellow Daoist Qin, have you noticed anything wrong?" Seeing Qin Fengming's sudden change in expression, the Red Demon Ancestor immediately sent a message and asked.

"No, let's go." Qin Fengming shook his head slightly and said through his voice.

Soon, everyone stopped in front of the third palace that was close to everyone. Three big characters clearly appear on the plaque: Bingqing Palace.

No one was interested in the two palaces before, but this palace called Bingqing Palace made everyone turn around and step into the square in front of the palace.

No one else, because as soon as everyone approached the hall, a faint wave appeared from the Bingqing Hall.

The fluctuation was very ostentatious, as if it was just to lure people there.

Faced with the appearance of fluctuations, even if everyone has no intention of going to this hall, they will immediately change their minds and go forward to investigate carefully.

This hall must have been visited by predecessors a long time ago. But the fluctuation in the hall still appeared.

"There seems to be no restrictions in this palace. Weng comes forward and gives it a try." Weng Mi was in front, looked at it for a moment, and then immediately spoke.

As he spoke, he flashed and walked directly towards the steps of the palace.

As his footsteps moved rapidly, he quickly arrived in front of the palace door. After a slight hesitation, Weng Mi raised his arm and lightly touched the cold palace door.

Silently, the tall and heavy palace door immediately opened slowly.

Everyone looked quickly and saw a tall ice monument standing in the empty hall. A faint fluorescent light surrounded the ice monument, and waves of fluctuations burst out from time to time.

"There seems to be a road map and a message on the ice monument." Weng Mi opened his mouth and said.

Everyone stepped forward and entered the main hall one after another, looking at the tall ice crystal stele.

The moment he looked at it, Qin Fengming felt that his eyes were empty, and a three-dimensional scroll immediately appeared in front of him, which was very similar to the original animal skin scroll.

Qin Fengming did not look at the palaces, but quickly fixed his eyes on a piece of writing.

This is a three-sentence wedge: "The earth is dark, the sea is waveless, the sea of ​​ice spreads, the soul of life is glimpsed, the great road is explored, and immortality is accumulated."

The writing is suspended in the scroll, like fluorescent elves, floating in the void.

Looking at the eighteen handwritings, Qin Fengming's mind suddenly roared, and a strong feeling filled his body, making Qin Fengming's body feel unstable.

Although the writing is small, it contains profound meaning.

"Could it be that there is a great opportunity in this Binghai Pavilion?" Lu Lin murmured, her face red, and it was obvious that there was an unspeakable emotion in her chest.

"Hahaha... If there is really an opportunity here, then our trip this time will be worthwhile."

Soul Yuan spoke, and an excited laughter echoed throughout the place, and a buzzing sound suddenly sounded in the hall.