The first thousand three hundred and eighty-seven chapters
With this trip to Yinfeng Gorge, Qin Fengming's goal has been fully achieved. Being able to turn two of his subordinates into infants safely is definitely an uncommon thing in the world of immortality.
The number of monks at the peak of Chengdan cultivating immortals in Qingyuan Continent can be counted in the hundreds or tens of millions. However, the number of people who can truly break through the bottleneck of transforming into a Nascent Soul and condense into a Nascent Soul will never exceed one percent or even a thousand.
one part.
Even when they were transformed into infants, they were unable to withstand the huge energy filling their bodies, and many monks died on the spot. Even if they finally fought against their inner demons and were controlled by them, there were still many of them. Not to mention the lack of successors.
The situation where it is difficult to stabilize the vitality of heaven and earth is even more numerous.
In order to transform into an infant, a monk must not only reach the pinnacle of cultivation, but also his own understanding must reach a certain level. And there must also be a certain amount of luck involved.
The reason why Rong Qing and Kuang Feng were able to successfully transform into infants had something to do with the opportunities they encountered.
I think back then, in that dangerous place in Wanxue Peak, Rong Qing and Lian Zhi had been filled with powerful energy. The feeling was no different from the real energy-filled body of the Transformation Infant Heavenly Tribulation.
Their experience in that area is definitely not comparable to that of other monks.
With that opportunity, Rong Qing had already tried to transform into an infant.
But because the opportunity did not come, the success fell short in the end. Although it was slightly difficult, under Qin Fengming's help, he still got through it safely. After that incredible experience, this time he passed the baptism of the trial ground again, and was able to advance smoothly.
It's just a matter of course.
As for Kuang Feng, he is a corpse-refined person who only comes across once in ten thousand years. His true form is already an infant-transforming monk, and he could even be a great monk in the late-stage infant-transforming stage.
With such a unique physique, it seems a little easier for him to transform into an infant. Because he does not need Danxin Thunderbolt Pure Body, as long as he has enough realm, and with the help of Yangyin Pill, which is a great help for transforming into an infant, it seems that it is easy to successfully transform into an infant.
It's extremely common.
Half an hour later, Qin Fengming appeared nearly five thousand miles away from the edge of Yinfeng Gorge.
In a small hidden valley, a large array was arranged in a radius of thirty to forty feet. This array only had thirty-six flags.
Seeing the colorful energy wandering on the huge wall, Qin Fengming was shocked in his heart.
This set of magic circles was what was obtained from the withered middle-stage ghost cultivator who was captured alive by Qin Fengming after his sneak attack failed in the Netherworld Beiyin Mountain.
Just by looking at the thirty-six array flags driving this array, you can already know its power.
The more formation flags there are, the more mysterious the formation is, and the more powerful its effectiveness. When it is operating, the greater the energy it can mobilize, and the stronger its own defense will be.
To drive this array, eighteen middle-grade spiritual stones are needed.
If the energy of the eighteen spirit stones exploded together, the power would be enough to make a mid-stage infant transform into a child with hatred on the spot. Moreover, once the magic circle is in operation, the energy he can mobilize is not only the eighteen pieces of energy in the array disk.
The energy of the spirit stone, which is the energy of the five elements in the air, will also be transformed by it.
This is also the reason why you can fight against a powerful monk with only a few spiritual stones.
Although Qin Fengming was able to activate the magic circle in front of him at this time, Qin Fengming searched hard for this magic circle and could not think of the slightest hint of it. It was even more difficult to control this magic circle.
Qin Fengming is not too anxious about this. He is confident that as long as he is allowed to study this magic circle for a period of time, it will not be too difficult to figure out some methods of controlling the magic circle.
Although the mysterious magic circle was only activated, the feeling it conveyed to Qin Fengming was already extremely powerful. It made him feel that there would be absolutely no problem in resisting the attack of ordinary infant monks just by relying on the automatic operation of the magic circle.
Sitting cross-legged on the stone ground, Qin Fengming adjusted his condition and then waved a simple shield magic weapon in front of his chest.
This small, black and shiny shield was what Qin Fengming had obtained at an auction of Chengdan monks. At that time, it cost Qin Fengming 1.8 million spirit stones. Such a high price is enough to show that
This shield is so powerful.
Qin Fengming had several ancient treasure shields obtained from other monks, but Qin Fengming had always regarded this ancient treasure called the Dragon Pattern Tortoise Shield as a treasure and had never used it against the enemy.
No one else, because he had already made up his mind to refining this ancient treasure shield.
Although this dragon-patterned tortoise shell shield is already impressive at this time, if it is driven by a Transformation Infant cultivator, it can withstand powerful attacks from mid-stage Transformation Infant cultivators.
However, such defensive power is still difficult to meet Qin Fengming's expectations.
At this time, Qin Fengming's own attack methods are enough to confront a mid-stage infant-transformation monk without falling behind. However, his defensive methods are pitiful. If he is really defeated by a mid-stage infant-transformation monk,
With a strong attack, the armor shield wall may be shattered in an instant.
This situation has always been a hidden problem in Qin Fengming's heart. As soon as he saw the Dragon Pattern Tortoise Shield, Qin Fengming had the idea of refining it into a powerful defensive magic weapon for himself.
If other monks get this shield, even if they have some extremely precious refining materials in their hands, they will never think of refining this shield, because no one is willing to risk this precious ancient treasure to be scrapped.
Dangerous and unnecessary.
Qin Fengming is not an ordinary monk. He is a master of weapon refining. Although it may be very dangerous for others to re-consecrate an ancient treasure, Qin Fengming is 70% to 80% sure of completing it.
With his skill in weapon refining, after adding several precious materials and spells, the power of this dragon-patterned tortoise shell shield will undoubtedly reach a higher level. Even its effectiveness will definitely not be the original passive defense.
Even if it protects the Lord on its own, some other effects will definitely exist.
After thinking about it for a while, Qin Fengming raised his hand and took out a storage ring. With a touch, several kinds of weapon refining materials appeared in front of him.
Although there are only a few materials, silicon crystal, which is extremely treasured in the world of immortality, is among the list. Even any other weapon-refining material, if it is auctioned in the market, can definitely be sold for hundreds of thousands or even more.
There are more than a million spirit stones.
The several kinds of weapon refining materials that Qin Fengming had in front of him at this time, in terms of their own value, already exceeded the dragon-patterned tortoise shell shield by a lot.
Taking out the Liangyi furnace, Qin Fengming began to refining the dragon-patterned tortoise shell shield...
Five days later, in the empty mountains, a roar containing extremely exciting sounds suddenly sounded, surging throughout the vast mountains.
A black light flashed outside a young man wearing a light blue gown. In the black light, a layer of invisible gold and blue walls wrapped around his body. His figure was surrounded by a ball of extremely powerful destructive power.
Walking leisurely amidst the hurricane, it seemed extremely relaxing.
A powerful hurricane that could tear a monk at the peak of Chengdan into pieces did not stir up the slightest difference when it hit the wall of black light.