The bright yellow fireworks look more like a candle, without a very pampering atmosphere, only a quaint smell, reminding people of an old man who is blooming his afterglow with all his heart.

"It's this flame, the fire of inheritance, was born in the bloodline, but I haven't achieved great success in my life. This is my limit." When the old man looked at the fireworks, he showed a recollection, as if he was regretting something.

The young monk beside him looked at the fireworks with bright eyes, as if he was looking forward to it.

"You will have it too, kid!" the old man comforted, his smile a lot stronger.

Zhu Jiuyin didn't say anything, but just took out his blue lamp.

The old man was quite surprised and said, "No wonder your clan is cursed, extremely against the will of heaven. Almost all the great ways can be practiced, and they are the ultimate great ways."

Zhu Jiuyin was not happy, but sighed softly: "It took too much time to cultivate these powers back then. You don't know how old I am. I should have been a cultivator and control one side, but now I am talking about these things to you, the junior, here."

Zhu Jiuyin thought about the fact that he had to fall into a deep sleep and felt a little depressed.

"There is nothing wrong with being a big man late." The old man comforted.

Zhu Jiuyin could only nodded, but didn't care about Zhu Jiuyin calling himself a junior. Although Zhu Jiuyin looked not old, the traces of time on his body could still be seen, but the monsters could not be judged by common sense.

"Go in." Mu Ming said that, and the sound of debuting in his mouth, the alchemy suddenly shone with black light, sucking several people into it.

The little monk's expression changed slightly, but he still did not resist and let a force of force bless him and lead him.

The alchemy tripod is very big, enough for several people to sit cross-legged.

The little monk looked at it curiously, but in addition to feeling a little thunder and fire fluctuations, the others were the fragrance of plants and trees.

The young monk's eyes were bright, and he looked at the things that were manifested on these barriers and asked carefully: "Are you an alchemist?"

Mu Ming nodded, and the young monk said, "It's so amazing!"

Mu Ming smiled but didn't say anything, but his expression moved slightly, but the Xuanhuang ants and herbivorous ants appeared.

"I miss it so much, it's really good!" Xuanhuang Ant felt the fluctuations of the alchemy and recovered briefly.

"Spiritual monster?" The young monk was not calm. Why did two elves fly out of the body of the person and turn into two elves? However, the other one seemed to have no strong aura and not high cultivation, but it showed a sense of desolation.

"Where did you find the wild boy?" Xuan Huangyi glanced at the young monk and joked.

"Don't make a fuss, this is a descendant of the Yanhuang clan." Mu Ming named his identity, for fear that Xuanhuang ants would feel their blood power and have some thoughts.

Xuan Huangyi nodded and said, "Yes, no wonder the bloodline has a strange smell. Houyi, a big man who has been nourished by great luck."

The young monk was very reserved and quickly clasped his fists. The Xuanhuang Ant found a place, then shouted: "Lao Jiu, why don't you do it quickly?"

Zhu Jiuyin cursed inwardly when he heard this, but ignored it.

However, the old man noticed the change and couldn't help but take a breath after his spiritual thoughts dissipated.

"Oh, it's just a battle pet." Zhu Jiuyin naturally wanted to name his identity. Xuan Huangyi didn't deal with him, so he had to ridicule him.

The old man nodded slightly, but said nothing, but he was a little uneasy, and he was in a distracted state of war pet. He was not worried about where this person came from.

"Let's start." As he said that, the old man moved the bright yellow flames in his palm towards the green lamp of Zhu Jiuyin.

The green light suddenly magnified, while the bright yellow flame fell into the wick and burned quietly.

It was strange to say that the fire that merged with the candlelight and the green lamp suddenly shone brightly, and a faint wave emanated. Some people's faces changed slightly. They felt a sense of destruction and the divine fire was burning.

"What kind of flame is this? I was actually frightened?" Someone was puzzled. The power of the law above his head could not help but tremble, as if his emotions were fluctuating.

"I don't know, it's probably the trick of that monster. He was born with a fire spirit in his mouth. The bright yellow fire was just a blessing, but it was also very unusual."

Some people have sharp eyes and can see some tricks.

Zhu Jiuyin was a little surprised and couldn't help but say, "Old man, your flame is not as good as..."

The old man shook his head and explained verbally: "If my bloodline cannot be activated, otherwise I will still be able to survive until now?"

Zhu Jiuyin smiled and did not say anything more, but instead activated the green lamp with force. The old man was the same, blessing his own fireworks.

"Condensation!" The two shouted loudly at the same time that the huge light ball above the head slowly condensed, the size of a head was only the size of a head.

At this time, the name of the wood also changed the alchemy tripod to the same size as the light ball.

Mu Ming silently recited a spell in his heart, and a black light suddenly flew out from the inner wall of the alchemy tripod, and finally turned into a cauldron cover to seal the large tripod.

"We must isolate a large amount of flames, otherwise we will not be able to stand it." Wooden name explained.

The light face in front of the few people became much darker, but at this moment, a faint runes appeared on the inner wall of the alchemy. These were the medicinal powers left in the alchemy when Mu Ming refining alchemy and the elder brother refining alchemy. At this time, these medicinal powers manifested, but they were manifested in another form, which was extremely rich, and showed runes.

"It's strange. I don't know what level of the elder brother's alchemy level has reached." Mo Teng said, showing admiration. He had never seen those people before, but he thought it was not a simple person. Even though he had lived for two lifetimes, he still felt incredible in his heart.

Mu Ming said: "I'm afraid I've reached the level of alchemy in my palm. With a thought, countless herbs can condense into pills."

"That kind of elixir is probably a complete elixir." The little monk also said.

Mu Ming nodded, thinking that the same is true for him.

"You meditate quietly and recite the scriptures silently. After a moment, I will use the power of the Tao to come out of your bodies. You must endure it even if you can't stand it." Zhu Jiuyin's voice was cold at this time, and with an unquestionable tone.

But at this moment another voice fell into it and said, "Child, it's fine if you can't hold on. Don't compare it with Senior Brother Ji, they are different from you."

The young monk said, "Don't worry, grandpa, grandson won't let you down."

The old man didn't say anything else, but smiled and nodded, showing relief.

Buzz!

A wave emanated, but the two gathered their divine thoughts together and wrapped them towards the light ball.

boom!

A bright flame burned, exploded from the light map, and then wrapped the alchemy cauldron. Countless runes flashed in the flames. The runes of the tranquil are all in the form of flames, which are natural, extremely round, but also obscure.

Finally, the body of the alchemy tripod disappeared, only the flames were burning.

However, the flame did not emit any temperature because it was blocked by the divine thoughts of the two.

"I wish you good luck, fellow Taoist!" The old man showed joy. This was his divine thoughts fluctuation, and his deity was silent.

"You're welcome, we only need to understand these fragments of rules. If we are like them, we can temper our bodies, but..."

Then the voices of the two disappeared, and the others couldn't help but look at each other, showing envy, but they didn't dare to do anything.

In comparison, their methods are much simpler, and they can only continuously extract the silk threads and move them all around. However, doing so can you fully appreciate the power, but it is just too slow.

Zhu Jiuyin was much more domineering. What he wanted was to completely break some power and then extract what he needed from those fragments. As for the others, they burned them to temper their bodies for Mu Ming and others.

Mu Ming and his men couldn't help but tremble. A trace of fireworks appeared on their bodies, but there was no temperature at all, but they felt a little pain.

"Daohuo!" Shi Lan's eyes were bright and she showed expectation. At this time, the sound of a sword sounded in his body, which was caused by the force in his body being tempered.

The magic vine is quiet, but it keeps swallowing the flames.

Xuan Huang Ant showed a comfortable look and said, "Boy, this is much more domineering than your Danhuo."

Mu Ming ignored it. At this time, his expression was quiet and he seemed very familiar with this power. This was the method of tempering the divine scriptures, using essence as fire and physical body as tools to temper himself.

But there is a difference, that is, this fire is extremely domineering. In just a moment of effort, Mu Ming felt that the essence in his body was burned out. However, to compare, his body was a little stronger.

As for the young monk, his figure was hazy, with countless golden lights appearing outside his body, and a Buddha sound appeared. A mark in his eyebrows radiated, resonating with the fire of the Tao.

The herbivorous ants lie on the wall of the tripod, constantly avoiding the flames.

But at this moment, countless flames appeared around again, making them feel an invisible sense of depression.

The young monk was sweating profusely at this time, but he was still gritting his teeth and insisting. There was a little Dao sound in his body, which was very strange...

"Slow down!" The old man's divine thoughts suddenly emitted a sound, and Zhu Jiu snorted coldly, which made the fireworks of Dao Law smaller.

Time flowed slowly, and the flames in the path became brighter and the old man did not stop him at this time, because he saw his grandson's trembling body not falling in the flames, which made him feel relieved and looked forward to it.

But the Mu Ming and the others were slightly better, but they were also extremely unbearable.

A trace of blood penetrated Mu Ming's clothes, but after a moment it turned into smoke and dust and disappeared.

Mu Ming's body began to lose weight, his skin was a little dry, and the energy and blood in his body gradually became obscure. However, at this moment, many forces in Mu Ming's body suddenly appeared, and waves of scriptures blessed him. They were divine scriptures, which were running on their own. These scriptures were constantly sank into Mu Ming's flesh and blood, flowing like a stream, nourishing the somewhat dry flesh and blood.

After a long time, Mu Ming's skin began to appear luster, with a faint golden light. A light curtain appeared outside his body. This light curtain was not transformed by magical powers or condensed by magical power, but a barrier radiating from Mu Ming's body. The light curtain continued to spread at this time and finally gradually condensed.

"The physical field?" Shi Lan felt something, and couldn't help but open her eyes, and then saw the colorful light shining light curtain, and his body felt a sense of suppression.

The little monk closed his eyes and said, "The scriptures of the wood name are unique. This kind of scene appeared in the early years, but it was not obvious at that time. I didn't expect that he could do this now. It seems that he has not been tempered by waste of body for so many years."

After saying that, his body became extremely golden.

"The golden body of the Arhat!" Shi Lan said again, speechless.

The little monk smiled. This is also a method. If it is a great success, it will be a golden body of six feet. At that time, the physical body will become a saint and will be invincible in the world. However, only Buddhist monks can master the small special mental method.

The young monk did not open his eyes, but struggled to hold on, but he heard the words of several people and was shocked.

These are all difficult methods to practice. Unexpectedly, two of them have achieved success.

"Child, protect the spiritual platform." The old man said again, as if he had been paying attention to his grandson.

When the young monk heard this, he immediately entered the state.

But Mu Ming didn't pay attention to these things. At this time, his mind was immersed in the flesh and blood, and his thoughts were flowing through his body as the scriptures flowed.

The bones of the wood name have become crystal clear. Seeing this, the wood name showed joy in its heart, and some faint runes appeared on the bones. For so many years, the wood name has been blessing every inch of its beard with scriptures, but those scriptures are extremely strange and cannot be imprinted on it at all, but they can be manifested at this moment.

Mu Ming knew that this was because the body was not strong enough, but now this condition has been met.

"I don't know if the body can also contain magical powers after it is solid. If this is true, then the body can kill the enemy without making seals!"

Mu Ming thought, but he thought this guess was feasible.

"I don't know how those monks who engrave the formations in their bodies did it? Could it be that physical cultivation has reached its peak? I think it's the same."

Thinking of this, Mu Ming continued to immerse himself in this power.
Chapter completed!