This statue was probably carved by Patriarch Qingbao according to his own appearance. The materials used are extremely special and precious, and the restrictions incorporated into it are some kind of powerful magic circle from the Milo Realm.
This kind of restraining array is definitely a powerful way to save life. If you can understand it, even if it is superficial, it will be enough to improve Qin Fengming's attainments in the array.
Faced with this restriction, Qin Fengming certainly wanted to gain enlightenment for a long time.
But it was simply unrealistic for him to stay here for a long time. But Qin Fengming was also unwilling to leave just like that.
With his eyes flashing, Qin Fengming began to put away the green crystal star sacred sand scattered in the hall. These sacred sands are against the heavens and cannot be ignored.
After a long time, Qin Fengming stood in front of the statue again.
"The old man must be eroded by toxins in his body at this moment, and he has no strength to take action again. I can't break the restriction of this statue. If that's the case, then I will arrange another magic circle in this hall to completely trap you in the statue.
You can't leave. When I reach my strength, I will come to take revenge."
After stopping and standing for a long time, Qin Fengming murmured.
The statue was quiet, and the coffin remained motionless. Regardless of whether Patriarch Qingbao heard it, Qin Fengming moved his hands and began to arrange the restraining array in the main hall.
At this time, Qin Fengming really couldn't do anything to Ancestor Qingbao, and Ancestor Qingbao obviously couldn't leave this restricted valley. For some reason, Qin Fengming didn't want to explore. He just wanted to set up a magic circle now so that no one could enter again in the future.
This hall.
Even if Patriarch Qingbao cannot be killed, as long as there are no outside monks to extend his life, Patriarch Qingbao will not be able to survive for a long time.
It took two months to set up this magic circle, which was beyond imagination.
Qin Fengming was very satisfied as he watched the flashing red forbidden fluorescent lights circulating in the hall. With this magic circle, he actually communicated the forbidden energy on the walls of the hall.
Although it is not truly integrated into the hall restrictions, it can draw energy from the hall restrictions.
If Patriarch Qingbao could sense the situation outside at this moment, he would definitely jump in anger, because the magic circle arranged by Qin Fengming can consume the soul energy in the hall.
With this great formation operating, Patriarch Qingbao in the coffin could not absorb the soul energy in the hall to replenish his body.
"With this great formation, even if someone comes here, they will definitely not dare to step into the hall. Let's see how the old man can capture the monks to save his life in the future." Qin Fengming was very satisfied when he sensed the powerful ban movement.
Three days later, Qin Fengming walked out of the hall safely, followed the cave passage, and appeared in the valley.
The valley was quiet. Although there were still remaining restrictions and fluctuations spreading around, they had not yet regrouped to form a restriction. Turning back to look at the entrance of the cave, Qin Fengming's expression darkened.
He originally cracked this cave ban using clever means. Now it is extremely difficult to restore it. He really wants to know how those who entered the cave previously cracked this ban.
Suddenly, Qin Fengming's mind suddenly brightened, and he suddenly thought of a possibility.
Since Patriarch Qingbao needs outside monks to extend his life, it is naturally impossible not to prevent people from entering the cave. The restrictions here are very strong, and it is definitely not something that monks from the Three Realms can easily break into. There is only one situation, that is, this valley prohibits people from entering at intervals.
Over time, it will become weak enough for the monks who enter the valley to break the magic circle and enter the cave.
It's just that the damage this time was too serious and cannot be easily restored.
"Since the valley ban requires energy to be restored, Qin will inject a large amount of energy into the remaining ban to see if it can be reactivated."
Qin Fengming's thoughts flashed through his mind and he finally made a decision.
Returning to the boulder at the entrance of the valley, Qin Fengming began to shoot drops of spiritual liquid toward the area in front where the forbidden aura still remained.
In fact, it doesn't matter to Qin Fengming whether the ban on the valley is activated, but Qin Fengming doesn't want anyone to enter the cave in the future, which will completely eliminate the possibility of ancestor Qingbao to continue his life.
If the valley ban can be completely restored and the energy is maintained, the monks who enter it may not be able to hold on until the power of the ban weakens, and they will be killed by the ban.
Of course Qin Fengming wouldn't care if he just lost a little spiritual fluid.
As a large amount of spiritual liquid fell on the remaining restrictions in the valley, groups of fluorescent lights suddenly flashed out from the valley...
A few days later, Qin Fengming appeared in a mountain forest. Looking at the lush vegetation behind him, Qin Fengming felt a slight sense of admiration for the methods of Patriarch Qingbao.
Listening to the words of Patriarch Qingbao, he was responsible for most of the forbidden formations in the Hongmiang Mountains. Being able to arrange the formations in such a wide range, and the formations are different everywhere, is something that ordinary formation masters cannot do.
arrive.
Qin Fengming believed that if he could arrange dozens of large formations without repeating them, he would not be able to do it.
Leaving the valley where Patriarch Qingbao lived, Qin Fengming took out the sternum magic weapon that was contained in the Taotie Qiankun Gui.
This magical ruler is many long and looks like a sternum. Its whole body is green but crystal clear. It is wrapped with spiritual patterns and is smooth and not sharp overall.
In the confinement of Qin Fengming's magic, the magic weapon kept beating and trembling, as if it was trying to break through the air and escape. The magic weapon without thin blades had densely packed sharp blades radiating light, which had great impact.
"This magic weapon may really have been sacrificed by ancestor Qingbao to become one of his sternums. This magic weapon contains the power of divine soul erosion. The short-blade torrent that attacked the five Qingyu people earlier should be this magic weapon.
It was stimulated." Qin Fengming's heart was shaken, and he suddenly thought of a possibility.
He cannot control this magic weapon, so naturally he cannot display its power.
However, he knew that this treasure was extraordinary. If he could remove the mark of Patriarch Qingbao on it and make it his own, it would definitely be something comparable to the Chaos Spiritual Treasure.
"Hexuan lost several ribs, let's give him this item as compensation." Qin Fengming thought about it and made a decision.
Qingyu would not take the bones of Ancestor Qingbao even if they were given to him. Giving them to Hexuan would be the most suitable.
Putting away the sternum treasure, Qin Fengming waved his hand to take out the broken fragments of Qing Yu's giant cauldron, brought it closer and looked at it carefully. He just didn't look at it, and the more he looked at it, the more frightened he became.
This huge cauldron magic weapon has been broken for so long, but the energy on it has not been lost. Looking at the spiritual patterns lingering on the broken section, Qin Fengming's heart roared.
These spiritual patterns actually made him feel that there was a surge of power contained within them.
That kind of power was mysterious. Qin Fengming had sensed the power of this spiritual pattern in the black purple sword in his hand.
"Could it be that the spirit patterns used in the refining of Qing Yu's giant cauldron are the spirit patterns of the Chaos Spirit Treasure?" Qin Fengming's eyes suddenly widened, and he couldn't help but exclaimed.
This was really shocking. The spiritual pattern for refining the Chaos Spiritual Treasure was something he had searched in countless books and asked countless powerful experts, but he had never found it.
As a master of weapon refining, Qin Fengming thought that his judgment was good.
Qing Yu's giant cauldron with huge protective power was probably made from the spirit patterns of the Chaos Spiritual Treasure. No wonder this giant cauldron can withstand more than half of the short-blade attacks.
Without the giant cauldron to withstand most of the attacks, none of the five of them would be able to survive this time.
Qin Fengming's heart was beating wildly, and a surge of excitement surged in his chest.
"Qing Yu is recuperating from her injuries. When she recovers, she must carefully figure out how to refine the spirit patterns on this giant cauldron." Qin Fengming murmured, suppressing the surging feeling in his chest.
Putting away the fragments of the giant cauldron, Qin Fengming identified the direction and ran away.
Two months later, Qin Fengming, Fairy Huimei and Saint Ancestor Yanca appeared on a mountaineering path.
Fairy Huimei and Saint Ancestor Yancai were much less injured than Qingyu and the others. A month ago, the two of them came out of seclusion one after another and traveled with Qin Fengming.
After experiencing life and death together, the relationship between the two of them became very good. Qin Fengming no longer concealed the two of them, and when he encountered a restriction later, he directly used the beast armor to pass. The two powerful men were not surprised by the items on Qin Fengming's body, and they were not surprised.
ask.
Stepping onto the stone road, Saint Ancestor Yanca changed his previous gloomy look and his expression suddenly became excited.
Saint Ancestor Yancai knew that if he wanted to climb to the temple on the mountain peak, he had to find a path of stone steps. In front of him, there was a stone road leading to the top of the mountain.