The wanton and enchanting red lotus in the dantian shook slightly, and the little lotus flowers that separated from each other bloomed and fed back to the baby's fist-sized red lotus, and the red lotus color was thicker and more demonic, as if it was bathed in blood. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Bei Han's mind was also shocked, his mind was confused, many distracting thoughts turned up, and they were disturbed one after another, but there was no part left of the aesthetic obsession and destruction, and the two offset the young man's mind was also quiet, and the spiritual platform was clear.

Looking at the white flame in the center of the sea of knowledge, Bei Han imagined that he took a deep breath, and slowly spread the silk thread formed by the three-color glazed fire towards the cold in his perception, and when the cold was about to slide away like a swimming fish, it quickly formed a fine net to block its movement, and then sealed it into a ball to imprison the cold before it could react.

As the chill in the flames is captured, the white flames fade away the sense of desolation, and the pure white color has seven colors of streamer rotation and refraction, which is beautiful!

The young man's pale face also added a little warmth, as if it was carved from white jade, the beauty of the jade was flawless, and he looked much healthier.

The flame in the three-colored ball is also white, different from the pure white of the fire of Nirvana, which is so pure that it reflects the colorful streamer, the white of this flame is pale! It is miserable and pale! It is so cold that it chills! It is so cold that it is cold to the bone marrow! It chills the soul!

The bone-like color and cold temperature seem to cast a shadow of death wherever it burns.

Is this the flame produced by the mutation of the fire of nirvana? These are two diametrically opposed qualities.

The fire of Nirvana, for the sake of life from the dead, transforms the dead qi into vitality, nourishes and strengthens the last trace of vitality that remains, which means life!

And this mutant flame is to plunder life and turn it into its own fuel, producing a rich dead air, which is intended to die!

No wonder, that guy said that he couldn't find the three-color glazed fire, even if my cultivation continued to grow, I wouldn't be able to live long.

It is one with me, and it grows stronger, but it is a pity that it does not feed back to me but plunders me.

What I need to do now is to use the three-color glazed fire that I have just completely refined and merged with my mind and soul to use its characteristics to fuse this deadly cold flame, so that he can have a mental connection with me, delay its plundering of its own vitality, and then gradually deepen the connection and refine it, so that it is completely used by me, and it is the vitality of the outside world that is plundered, not itself.

After thinking about it for a while, Bei Han moved hundreds of three-color balls away from the Nirvana Fire, wrapped another layer with all the remaining three-color colored glass fire, and slowly followed the meridians to the dantian.

The flame of burning sin from hell, the beautiful red lotus karmic fire, blooms here wantonly......

Whew, arrive at your destination safely!

Red Lotus Karma Fire's restraint on death qi is very good, and I hope that the next refining will be smoother.

The mind gradually returned to calm, just like the sourceless water in the pool filled with the breath of death with the passage of time, the blood-colored lotus blossomed and thanked, thanked and opened in a short moment to interpret the reincarnation of flowers, from life to death and from death to reincarnation.

Every time the flowers are like a piece of bricks and stones on the Huangquan Road, and the flowers are paved into a yellow road.

The dead should be returned to the netherworld, and the surviving can live in the sun temporarily.

The endless death qi was devoured by the red lotus, and the red petals bloomed more and more red, and the blood was dripping......

The cold air of the cold flame did not have much impact on the northern cold under the barrier of the dead silence of the red lotus karmic fire, and the clear and clear glass flame was like the best embroidery thread embroidered on the embroidery cloth made of the cold flame.

Then, the embroidery is completely integrated with the embroidery cloth from convex to flat, regardless of each other.

I don't know if it was a long time or just a snap of his fingers, but the boy felt that the connection between himself and the red, yellow, blue, and white flames went from clear to vague to intermittent to finally as thin as a hair but steady.

The young man's sea of consciousness rippled layer by layer, and he used the power of his soul to wrap the flames layer by layer, constantly contacting, and deepening the connection.

The young man's mind was silent and he didn't know the years, but he didn't know the changes in the outside world, but he set off an uproar in the hearts of one or two people, perhaps it should be said that it was the two spirits of a certain demon.

When the deadly flame was wrapped in three-colored glass fire, the skin on the boy's forehead became extraordinarily white in some places, and the pure white color was like snow that had not yet fallen.

The cold flame was wrapped and fused and refined little by little, and the young man's forehead also seemed to have an invisible brush slowly painting, and it was also like ** was depicting the flowers on the forehead of the girl, with a perfect and mysterious magic.

The pure white forehead lines, the pride, noble and mysterious, which seem to contain the mysteries of the universe and the truth of the avenue, the colorful brilliance of the circulation, makes people indulge in it at a glance, and they can't take their eyes off it, until they exhaust their hearts and minds and die.

The forehead lines only appeared clearly for a moment and then disappeared, but only from the appearance of the forehead lines to the clarity of these few breaths, the shape of the other side was blurred, like a lightning strike, and the heart lake could not be calm for a long time.

Is that... Is that... That's! He chewed on those two words between his lips and teeth for a long time, and finally only these words came out: "This is his forehead line." ”

The tone is joyful and sad, relieved and reverent, and the expression is complex like crying and sadness, like sadness, like joy and anger, which makes people indistinguishable......

"Is this young man your chosen successor?" carefully looked at the black-robed young man who was sitting cross-legged and meditated, "You prefer white, and Your Highness seems to prefer black against you, but black is not bad, maybe it is more suitable." There was a touch of sorrow in those eyes that sparkled brighter than the rising sun.

When Bei Han opened his eyes, he saw two pairs of eyes staring at him quietly, and the owner of the eyes was so engrossed that he forgot about the descendant of the Yu clan like him.

Bi Fang's expression was very calm, but those eyes were too complicated, Bei Han said that he couldn't understand what was contained in them and what he wanted to express, but he could feel that when those eyes were placed on his body, he felt so heavy and sad.

"Senior ......, Nanli ...... him" hesitated for a moment, Bei Han still called softly, the flame on Nan Li's body was about to be extinguished, but Bi Fang's senior was still distracted, I don't know if he noticed. Although he is about to leave, he can't ignore everything because of this.

The two Bi Fang raised their hands at the same time, and the flames around Nanli were even worse than when Bei Han saw them, and Nanli fell into the manipulation and confrontation with the flames, and he had no heart to pay attention to anything else.

"Senior...... you don't need to call me senior. Bi Fang whispered, expectant and a little frightened, "Your Highness." He was looking forward to His Highness's arrival, but he was afraid that His Highness would be ignorant of his identity and would have attracted the attention of Heavenly Dao.

"Eh!" Bei Han's deep dark eyes widened in surprise, round like a frightened kitten. Was he burned out by the flames, what did he just hear? That's not what called him, was it? Absolutely not, right?

"Your Highness is the successor chosen by the great man who is revered by other beings, and naturally deserves to be called His Highness Bi Fang. The cold Bi Fang was much calmer than the other at this time, and explained to Bei Han.

Bei Han groaned slightly, and said: "In this way, I think Senior Bi Fang probably didn't know much about some situations, but he was mistaken. According to the standards of my predecessors, I really can't afford to be Your Highness. ”

Bi Fang opened his mouth, and was about to say something, but was interrupted by Bei Han: "It's rude, the kid doesn't have much time left in this world, so please listen to the kid first." ”

The cold-faced Bi Fang stopped the other and nodded slightly at Bei Han in agreement.