Facing such a powerful magic weapon, Fairy Qianyue and others stood for several breaths before they regained their clarity. Seeing Qin Fengming following Yan Hun and Bai Zhi into the cave, everyone looked at each other.
Next, the look of shock in his eyes lingered for a long time.
The magic weapon driven by Li Chong obviously only drove 30% of its power.
But just this 30% of the power has caused the flaming sword to transform into the shape of a dragon, and it is not an illusory body, but a physical transformation.
For such a powerful object, you can tell by everyone's skill in refining weapons. The grade of this magic weapon has already exceeded the top level. If such a powerful object is used as a monk's destiny to be sacrificed, its power will definitely exceed everyone's imagination.
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For Qin Fengming who has gone far away, the hearts of all the Chiyan Mountain refining masters are already full of admiration. Even Fairy Qianyue has been feeling resentful for a long time.
Qin Fengming also put a lot of effort into refining this flaming sword.
, he refined one piece. But that piece felt like he had no bottom in his heart. Although he added some spiritual liquid and some of his own runes, he still couldn't be sure of winning.
Since Chiyan Mountain has stood in the Dark Sea for so long and has a great reputation, its skill in weapon refining is naturally unimaginable. And this time, a powerful person in the late stage of divine connection was involved.
Although Qin Fengming considers himself to have extraordinary attainments in weapon refining and the blessing of mysterious spiritual liquid, the purity of the magic power in the body of a monk in the late stage of spiritual communication is far from what he can compare with in the realm of aggregation.
He must not lose in this competition. If he loses, he will lose many treasures in vain.
This is not something Qin Fengming can accept.
Therefore, he thought about it for five days again, took out his own materials, and finally refined the second one. In this magic weapon, he not only had many talismans of the fairy world, but also one of the soul-devouring ghost fires.
The wisp of magic flame was sealed in the magic weapon.
With the blessing of the mysterious spiritual liquid, the runes of the fairy world, and the soul-devouring ghost fire, the power of this hastily refined flaming knife made even Qin Fengming himself very satisfied.
But what Qin Fengming didn't expect was that although he won the competition, when Yanhun came up with the magic weapon decomposition method, he was stunned on the spot.
Looking at the fragment of the scroll placed in front of him, Qin Fengming's eyes finally revealed a cold meaning.
This scroll is extremely simple, and it exudes the atmosphere of vicissitudes of life. Even Qin Fengming could not immediately identify the material used in the jade slip.
But this scroll is only half of it, and a small part of it seems to have been torn away.
And Yan Hun's words made Qin Fengming extremely speechless.
"Fellow Daoist Qin, this scroll is the method of decomposing magic weapons inherited from me at Chiyan Mountain. Fellow Daoist, you can rub it on other jade slips."
Seeing such a scene, how could Qin Fengming not know that he was being plotted by Yan Hun, an old and mature man.
Although there is definitely a magic weapon decomposition technique suitable for monks to practice in Chiyan Mountain, Yanhun has not produced it. And the decomposition method suitable for monks to practice should come from this fragment.
Just to figure out this fragment of the scroll, it might have taken several powerful people from Chiyan Mountain to succeed.
But at this moment, seeing a look of fun flashing in Yan Hun's eyes, Qin Fengming knew that it was already impossible for Yan Hun to use the spells already available in Chiyan Mountain.
Qin Fengming was decisive, and without saying anything, he directly copied the text and incantation on the scroll.
Although he wanted to practice this technique, he was not too eager. In this case, he would gradually understand it in the future, and one day he would understand it clearly. However, Yan Hun calculated it, which made him feel great.
accurate.
He stayed in Yanhun Cave for five days.
During these five days, more than a dozen monks from Chiyan Mountain gathered here and exchanged their weapon refining experiences with Qin Fengming.
Regarding some of the insights expressed in Qin Fengming's words, some of them, including Yanhun, who was in the late stage of spiritual connection, nodded.
Talking to everyone, Qin Fengming himself also gained a lot. It is said that stones from other mountains can attack jade, so naturally some of the thoughts in everyone's hearts can touch Qin Fengming.
Five days later, accompanied by Fairy Qianyue and several gathering monks, Qin Fengming finally left Chiyan Mountain.
After saying goodbye, Qin Fengming left.
This time, Chiyanshan and his party, although he was a little disappointed with the method of decomposing magic weapons, his gains still made him happy. Fire, phoenix and fire spirit are not something that can be encountered when they encounter them.
arrive.
What made Qin Fengming even more excited was that he unexpectedly realized something that was bothering him, which was how to open the wordless book.
The wordless heavenly book, everyone in Ding'an City on Icefield Island has long suspected that it is a remnant of the fairy world.
This time in Chiyan Mountain, in front of the remnant monument of the Immortal Realm, the situation shown made Qin Fengming even more convinced that the source of this wordless heavenly book must be something from the Miluo Realm.
At this moment, the Book of Heaven is still blank, but for Qin Fengming, there is already a direction.
When he was resting in Chiyan Mountain, he even took out the scroll of the second soul cultivation method that he had obtained in the Land of Immortal Relics. As soon as he took it out, he opened the two scrolls and put them together.
, and immediately a ball of light enveloped the two scrolls.
Although it only lasted for a moment, Qin Fengming was even more convinced that in order to make the content of the Wordless Heavenly Book manifest, he could only find something in the Milo Realm and let it absorb some strange aura that he didn't know.
Qin Fengming had already recorded the entire inscription on the ruined stele at Chiyan Mountain in his mind, but he could not figure out the fonts at the moment.
These fonts were not the fairy characters he knew. They seemed to be more complicated characters.
Although Qin Fengming had only understood one of the five talismans on the ruined stele at this moment, he already knew that the extremely complicated and mysterious talisman was a kind of blessing in the formation or auxiliary magic weapon.
, a spiritual pattern that has the effect of gathering energy.
If he combined it with the spirit gathering array he had at this time, he was sure that it would be enough to double the energy gathered by the spirit gathering array. The energy gathered might even be increased several times.
The spiritual patterns in the fairy world are not ordinary things. A very simple one may be enough to collapse a mountain. And the one he comprehended is the simplest spiritual pattern.
What kind of effect it can produce, you won’t know if you don’t try it.
Naturally, Qin Fengming's second Dan Ying is responsible for these matters of comprehending the spiritual patterns, while its main Ying is responsible for matters outside the body.
At this time, Qin Fengming did not go towards Black Mist Island. Instead, he fled towards a gathering place of sea beasts marked on the sea map. Without him, he needed to collect the monster pills.
He didn't get the recipe for the Haoling Pill, but he was already familiar with the required materials. Since he had time, he naturally didn't mind going to the sea area to collect the required demon pills.
Suddenly, Qin Fengming, who was fleeing, suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart.
This feeling is extremely weird, as if I am enveloped by some strange aura.
Suddenly feeling something strange appeared, Qin Fengming suddenly became wary. He did not think this was an illusion.
But just when something strange appeared in Qin Fengming's heart, suddenly, a cold light suddenly appeared and slashed down from the clouds that passed above his head.
The cloud layer had no energy accumulation, and was no different from other cloud layers in the sky. And the cold light also had no energy fluctuations, as if it was just an ordinary light.
But the speed of that cold light was far superior to the speed of other magic weapons. It only flashed and it had already reached the top of Qin Fengming's head.
From top to bottom, like a slender lightning bolt, it suddenly struck the top of Qin Fengming's head.