Whether it is stone sand, iron sand, copper sand, or golden sand and silver sand, it is just sand. Between the sand, no matter how strong you rammed it, there is a gap. The most sturdy thing is to melt and fuse, and for monks, the foundation of the foundation without leakage is to fuse the ten strands of aura into one, regardless of you and me.

In addition, there is the need to have a core. What is the core of this? Different people have different understandings. It could be spirituality, it could be will, it could be artistic conception.

And what the little Taoist realized at this time is the artistic conception. Yes, the true meaning of fire. This is the Suzaku Fire, a fire of a higher grade. In the cognition of the little Taoist, the highest grade is the true fire of Samadhi. However, this Vermilion Bird Fire is conceived by heaven and earth, and it is called the double English in the fire together with the fire of the phoenix, and it is the most holy fire.

The true meaning of fire is the soul, fusing the ten auras into one. What is fire? It is passion, it is burning, it is the agility of life, it is the driving force of human progress, it is the driving force of hope and destruction......

One hour passed, two hours passed, and three hours passed. The little Taoist priest's eyes suddenly burst into light, and in the dantian, ten streams of spiritual energy were integrated into the true meaning of fire, and each of them was the size of a pillar. However, the fusion of the ten auras appeared mutually exclusive, like a dragon fighting a tiger.

The little Taoist priest squeezed the ten strands of spiritual energy twisted together with his divine thoughts, and at the same time felt a little apprehensive in his heart, this is caused by the gas condensate, I don't know how many drops of the foundation building liquid will be condensed, and what level it is.

Generally, if the foundation is successful, at least nine drops of spiritual liquid must be formed, and the more spiritual fluid formed, the deeper the foundation, and the foundation without leakage is nine hundred and eighty-one drops.

The little Taoist priest was a little nervous, silently counting the condensed spiritual liquid. One, two, three...... In the beginning, it was relatively fast, ten drops...... Thirty drops ...... Sixty drops, until sixty drops, the speed slows down.

However, at this time, the little Taoist priest was still looking forward to it, isn't it only eighty-one drops? There should be no problem, but he has cultivated the Immortal Ding Qi Alchemy Technique passed down by the White Rabbit, and I don't know how much he has added. If it weren't for the Immortal Ding Qi Alchemy Technique, he would have been unable to suppress it a long time ago, and he would have to build a foundation.

Seventy drops, seventy-one drops...... Seventy-eight drops, seventy-nine drops. By the time it reached seventy-nine drops, the aura mass that had been twisted together had become only the size of a face.

The little Taoist priest was a little unwilling. However, in the end, it could only be condensed into eighty drops of spiritual liquid. How could this be? The little Taoist priest couldn't figure out what was wrong with him? This obviously didn't make sense.

The little Taoist priest was a little frustrated and a little skeptical. However, what is there to say?

Looking at the spiritual liquid that was only about half of his face, the little Taoist priest didn't know what to say, or it was a failure! However, what made people feel a little comforting was that this spiritual liquid was golden and contained the true meaning of fire. He had never known if he had a fire attribute, and since he had the rune tree, he had ignored it. Because, as long as he understands the character, he can simulate any attribute.

It was only now that he truly understood that understanding and possession are not the same. Human beings know that birds can fly, know the principle that birds can fly, and even make tools that can fly, but it is very difficult for humans to learn to fly.

Also, the spiritual liquid condensed by himself, every drop is the size of a red heart plum, and I don't know how big other people's drops are. If someone else's drop of spiritual liquid is the size of a tomato or a fist, you will be too pitiful. There was no comparison, and the little Taoist priest could only clean up his mood and walk out of the pool of gold liquid.

It's come to this, it's useless to be sentimental, so let's just be at peace!

The little Taoist priest looked at the Vermilion Bird Egg, communicated with the golden page, and with a little hand, a ball of light shot towards it. He took out another jade talisman, said something in it, put it by the pool of gold liquid, and went out.

At this time, the fire slurry lake has been taken over by Xiaoqing. The shaking in the lake began to normalize, and the lake was rejuvenated. The fire slurry was steaming outward, and the temperature gradually increased, and it spread rapidly to both sides. After only two or three days of effort, the little Taoist priest found that the previous passage had been blocked by fire slurry.

However, to the delight of the little Taoist, since he came out of the pool of gold liquid, he had become immune to the temperature and corrosion of this fire slurry. Thinking about it, it contains the true meaning of the Vermilion Bird Fire, although I only realized a few points, but it was also recognized by the fire slurry.

It's just that the underground space is too large, and although the fire magma has risen a lot in the past few days, there is no way to reach the level of a volcanic eruption all at once. According to the calculations of the little Taoist, if you can reach the level of an active volcano, it will take at least a hundred years.

However, now that he has been recognized by the fire slurry lake, his swimming speed has naturally accelerated. Later, he actually stood on the surface of the fire slurry lake and walked. In less than half an hour, he was at the exit of the volcano that had fallen. The little Taoist priest found that he had now broken through the confinement of not being able to fly. It seems that he is not only recognized by the fire slurry lake, but also by the outside space.

The little Taoist priest is so happy, this is too big for the escape, I hope it is too big. He was about to unleash a flying sword and fly up, when he noticed a behemoth floating in the distance. No, not floating, but swimming, it was a creature. And I am upstream here, it is impossible to float up.

However, the other party seemed to be exhausted, and when he saw that the little Taoist priest could stand on the fire slurry like a water spider, it was like finding a life-saving straw, and he suddenly swam towards him.

When he got closer, he just asked for help from the little Taoist, and when he saw that it was him, his face showed despair for a while. At this time, the little Taoist priest also recognized that this creature was none other than the young patriarch of the Fire Bull Clan, who claimed to be from Sanghuo.

However, this mulberry fire has lost its previous majesty and is dying. When it saw that it was a little Taoist, it gave up swimming, and let the flowing pulp slowly drift it into the distance.

"Why don't you beg me to save you?" The little Taoist priest found that it was seriously injured and more than half of its body was corroded, and walked up a few steps, curious.

If this young patriarch begged him in a low voice, he might not pay attention to him. After all, it had almost killed itself before. However, now that it sees itself, it would rather die than ask for it, which shows that it still has a bit of backbone. Such a person made the little Taoist a little respectful.

"My dignified young patriarch, asking for help from a vengeful Qi Condensing Xiao Xiu, isn't that humiliating myself?" Sang Huo said weakly.

In its mind, a person with a low level of cultivation is a lazy person, and such a person will only steal and play tricks, which is despicable. Moreover, according to what Na Asu said before, this person also used despicable means to kill Ah Yan, what kind of good thing could it be?

"Unexpectedly, you're quite arrogant. The little Taoist priest was happy, "You don't know, I'm just kind and helpful!"

It seems that the reason why this mulberry fire was injured was entirely because of the fact that this fire slurry became stronger. It's just that I don't know why it was flooded, and where did the rest of its people go?

"I'd rather die than be humiliated, you might as well save it!" The young patriarch of the Fire Bull Clan knew that the little Taoist priest was ridiculing him, and glared at him.

"Well, since you are bent on dying, I won't put a hot face on the cold bench. The little Taoist priest shook his head, "I still have a lot of things to do, so I won't listen to your last words here, you can know for yourself!"

As he spoke, the little Taoist priest stepped on the fire slurry and released a flying sword, and he was about to fly out of the volcano.

"Wait!" Sang Huo saw that the other party had no intention of humiliating him, so he shouted. After all, no one wants to die like this.

"What?" the little priest had to stop and look at it.

"You're really not here to humiliate me?" Sang Huo said seriously.

"I said, you are a big man, why are you so verbose?" the little Taoist priest frowned and said, "It's more verbose than three stinky women and a piece, if you have something to say, let it go quickly!"

"You ......" Sang Huo was a little annoyed when he heard the latter sentence, but he still held back, after all, he was begging for someone, "How about we make a deal?"

"Oh, what a deal?" said the little Taoist.

"You save my life, and I will pay you back in the future!" Sang Huo said in a deep voice.

Alas, in the past few days, for some reason, there has been an abnormality in the fire slurry lake, and as a young patriarch, it naturally wants to investigate it. No, the fire magma in the fire magma lake rose too fast, and it was surrounded by a large solitary rock. In the end, the fire magma did not pass the big solitary stone, and he could only resist the fire magma with his physical body. However, he only had the primordial infant perfection, and he could not resist the corrosive force.

"What do I want your life for?" the little Taoist priest was strange, but, after thinking about it, he said, "Well, so be it, I can save you, but how about you send me to a destination that I said?"

"Okay, deal. "Mulberry Fire Road. He couldn't stand it anymore, he had consumed a lot of money in order to resist the corrosion of the fire slurry. For some reason, the rules of the bottom of the volcano have a suppressive effect on their fire bull clan. They can't fly, and for thousands of years, not a single fire bull has ever come out of the bottom of this volcano.

"Okay, then I'll wronged you first!" The little Taoist stretched out his hand and pulled the mulberry fire out of the fire magma and put it into a jade talisman space. He comprehended the secret method of identifying people's hearts from the eyes of the blue eagle, and knew that this guy Sang Huo was not a repeater.

Unleash the flying sword in one hand and fly upwards. I don't know how many meters this crater is, the little Taoist priest has been flying for a quarter of an hour before reaching the top, of course, the thousands of years of fire Lingzhi on the wall will not let go. However, there was a big mountain above that pressed the exit, and the little Taoist priest could not get out. Because there is a ban on this mountain, he cannot break it.

"Sang Huo, what can you do to move this hill away?" the little Taoist priest said to Sang Huo, who was scarred in the jade talisman space.

"Alas, I'm seriously injured, otherwise, how can this be enough for me to slap with a palm?" Sang Huo said, "I have to rest for at least one day, you give me a day, and I will blast it away." ”

"Besides, is there a way?" said the little Taoist priest with a frown. He has been in for a few days, and he doesn't know what happened to Liu Yu'er and Xiao Baifang. He promised to send them to the holy mountain, and he would not break his promise.

"Okay, here's for you!" Sang Huo said, and an artifact flew out of the jade rune space. The little Taoist priest took it and saw that it was a fire bull horn, which was a holy material level, but it was something that could refine Dao treasures.

The little Taoist priest was overjoyed, and his mana was infused into it, and he screamed violently and stabbed upward. It was really a sword stabbing tofu, and in less than three breaths, he came out of the crater.

Looking at the long-lost sky, the little Taoist priest was full of joy, this is an escape.

Then, however, his face changed dramatically, and he found that the sky was cloudy, thunder rolling, lightning roaring, and a powerful will locked on him.