Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

(The names in Chapter 931 have been slightly changed, please go back and take a look if you are interested.)

After Qin Fengming left the trap and had a full meal, he saw a flash of light on the wall of the magic circle in front of him, and the monk surnamed Hu appeared on his own.

When he saw Qin Fengming standing in front of him, the expression of the monk surnamed Hu suddenly changed.

He fully believed that with his two extremely powerful ancient treasures and his natal magic weapon, he could break through the trap in less than half an hour without any loss of mana, and he would definitely win this gambling victory. , but what puzzled him was that the black-faced middle-aged monk had already left the formation at this time.

Faced with such an incredible situation, the monk surnamed Hu seemed to have been drained of all his spiritual energy.

You know, in order to challenge Qin Fengming, he spent hundreds of thousands of spiritual stones to exchange them with other colleagues for the precious materials for refining the puppets. He thought he could win in one fell swoop and get the more precious yellow peach stone, but he never thought of it. But there was no harvest,

Qin Fengming would not sympathize at all with the lonely expression of the monk surnamed Hu. Since he came here to participate in gambling, he should be prepared to lose money.

As the saying goes, there is heaven and earth, and there are people outside and outsiders. Since there is a competition, there will be winners and losers. Even Qin Fengming himself is mentally prepared to lose such a competition.

After putting away the bet and returning to his residence, Qin Fengming did not receive any more transmission notes for several days.

He once left messages on the stone mirrors in the four main halls, and the bets on each message were extremely treasured. Even if he encountered it himself, he would take it away with intention.

This undoubtedly shows that the materials Qin Fengming wants are also too precious, and it is difficult for ordinary monks to keep them. It seems that the only way to try their luck is to go to the Green Snake Valley Fair.

There are still nearly six months left before the Green Snake Valley Trade Fair. Although there is enough time, Qin Fengming does not want to stay here for a long time. Being able to receive the blue stone here is already a surprise to him. The most important thing is to be satisfied. At this time, Qin Fengming had thoughts of leaving.

Thinking of this, Qin Fengming stopped delaying and left the attic where he lived. He informed the Jingyun Sect monks in each of the four original halls to cancel the four bets, and then went straight to Ruilong Hall.

Before leaving, he wanted to put the golden marrow liquid into his arms. Golden marrow liquid is not a rare thing. If it appears at the auction, even the Yingying monks will fight for it.

When Qin Fengming found the Jingyun Sect monk in the Ruilong Palace and proposed a bet with the owner of the golden marrow liquid, the face of the Jingyun Sect Chengdan monk showed a look as if he had seen an alien. A normal expression, a look of shock and disbelief,

But just a moment later, a look of expectation appeared again,

"Fellow Taoist, could it be that the owner of the golden marrow liquid has withdrawn his bet?"

Seeing the other party's expression, Qin Fengming was very puzzled and couldn't help but ask,

"Fellow Daoist Qin has misunderstood. I have already known your name from other senior brothers in our sect. I know that the Daoist Daoist Formation is extremely profound, but Daoist Daoist Qin, do you know who the owner of the golden marrow liquid is?"

The Jingyun Sect monk did not directly answer Qin Fengming's words, but actually asked Qin Fengming,

"Oh, Qin doesn't know who the owner of the Golden Marrow Liquid is, but since that fellow Taoist betted the Golden Marrow Liquid in the hope that someone would challenge him, could there be some hidden secret in this?"

"Haha, I can't mention the hidden secret. The owner of the golden marrow liquid is not an ordinary person. Ouyang Chen, fellow Taoist must have heard of it,"

"Ah, Ouyang Chen, is that fellow Taoist Ouyang who defeated more than ten magic formations of your sect in a row?"

Qin Fengming was shocked when he heard Jingyun Sect's words. He had just heard of Ouyang Chen's name when he came here. He had heard that he had destroyed more than ten magic formations of Jingyun Sect, which had alarmed Jingyun Sect. A monk who transformed into an infant from the Yunzong,

I never thought that the owner of the golden marrow liquid would be such a master of the magic circle.

"Yes, I have heard of that Fellow Daoist Ouyang and Fellow Daoist Qin. I know that Fellow Daoist once defeated three of our Jingyun Sect's magic formations, but compared with Fellow Daoist Ouyang, there is still a slight gap. "

"In the past few days, three comrades have challenged Ouyang Dao. Those three are all members of the immortal cultivating sect or family in our Yuanfeng Empire that is based on the magic circle, but they have failed to defeat Ouyang Dao. Friends, among them is one of my senior disciples who is in the late stage of becoming an elixir."

Listening to the words of the Jingyun Sect monks in front of him, Qin Fengming did not feel any fear in his heart, but some were a little excited. Regarding the magic circle, he was not afraid of any monks of the same level, even those monks who transformed into infants. Compared with the magic circle, Qin Fengming also has his own unique understanding of the formation.

Regarding this point, even the original master, Patriarch Tianji, once praised Qin Fengming personally.

"Haha, no matter who the owner of the golden marrow liquid is, since he took it out as a bet, Qin is going to challenge him. I would also like to ask fellow Taoist to inform fellow Taoist Ouyang,"

The black-faced middle-aged monk before the meeting heard Ouyang Chen's name, but his face remained so calm. The Jingyun Sect monk was also surprised.

In the past few days, there have been no less than ten Chengdan monks who wanted to challenge the owner of the golden marrow liquid. However, they all gave up the idea when they heard that the person was Ouyang Chen. It was several Chengdan monks from his Jingyun Sect. The top monk also hesitated and did not challenge.

"I advise fellow Taoist Qin to think about it. Ten-thousand-year spiritual grass and precious spiritual elixir are rare things. If you give them away like this, it is better to exchange them for some spiritual stones in the market."

Listening to the persuasion of the Jingyun Sect monk, Qin Fengming couldn't help but smile in his heart. Although the monk was selfish, the monk in front of him always considered him and wanted him to give up this idea. Such people are in the world of immortal cultivation. , but it is rare,

"Thank you Taoist Fellow for your kindness. Qin is already very familiar with Taoist Fellow Ouyang's name. Now that I have met fellow Taoist Ouyang this time, using a piece of spiritual grass to discuss the art of magic circle with fellow Taoist Ouyang is something Qin wants to do." If there is an opportunity, please contact Taoist friends,"

As Qin Fengming spoke, he waved his hand, and a jade box appeared in his hand. He stretched out his hand and handed it to the monk in front of him.

Seeing that the dark-faced middle-aged monk in front of him was so determined, the Jingyun Sect monk stopped insisting. He reached out and took the jade box handed over by Qin Fengming, opened it and looked at it for a moment, then handed it back to Qin Fengming again and said:

"This fire-attribute spiritual grass from Fellow Daoist Qin is indeed over ten thousand years old, and it just meets the requirements of Fellow Daoist Ouyang. I will contact Fellow Daoist Ouyang right now and ask Fellow Daoist Qin to sit down for a moment."

Qin Fengming sat on a stone chair on the side of the main hall and waited for a full meal. A handsome young monk wearing a moon-white gown and a purple strap around his waist hurried into the Ruilong Hall and went straight to that place. In a forbidden room,

The young man has white teeth and red lips, a handsome face, and an elegant expression in his movements.

"Ah, the person who just entered was Taoist Fellow Ouyang. Why did Fellow Taoist Ouyang show up again? Is there someone else who wants to challenge Fellow Taoist Ouyang?"

"It shouldn't be possible. Even fellow Taoist fellows from the Jingyun Sect who are the same age have been defeated. Who else dares to step forward to challenge?"

With the arrival of the young monk wearing a white gown, many monks still in the hall showed a look of surprise and began to talk.