The heart beats, does the Magma Lake have a heart?

But the little Taoist priest had to believe it, because he found that the beating had something to do with him. He felt that from his dantian, a trace of golden light shot out, injecting into a certain place in the depths of this lake.

Needless to say, the golden light is the light of the golden pages. Pulled by the golden pages, a glimmer of life appeared in the depths of the fire slurry lake.

What is going on down here? The little Taoist priest was curious. Could it be the Pulp?

It's not for nothing that the Pulp Beast is talking about. According to historical records, natural disasters are the result of evil beasts. If a drought is born pregnant, it will be thousands of miles away. And the birth of the water Jiao is thousands of miles away. According to this reasoning, then the volcanic eruption is the abuse of the fire beast.

Listening to what the golden spirit said, this is an extinct volcano, then, in other words, maybe the fire beast here was in a state of death. The vitality of the fire beast determines the frequency of volcanic eruptions, so it is precisely because the life of the fire beast here is gradually disappearing that this place becomes an extinct volcano?

This makes perfect sense. The little Taoist priest was also quite curious about this, and with a thought, he communicated with the golden page in the dantian and asked it to stop sending golden light outward. Sure enough, all of a sudden, the beating "pork" sound stopped. However, it is not a complete stop, but it has changed from the previous three breaths and one "porphy" to seven breaths and one "porpor". Moreover, it is a little weaker than before.

Half an hour later, the little Taoist priest found that the sound of the heartbeat only appeared once in half an hour. Moreover, if you don't feel it with your heart, you can't feel it at all.

It seems that it was the light of life in the Golden Pages that gave life to the fire beasts underground. It's just that I don't know how this fire beast grows up? This made the little Taoist a little curious. As long as the other party does not wake up, he is safe.

With some apprehension, the little Taoist priest dived towards the source of the earthquake that emitted a faint vibration underground. Sometimes, when he was about to get lost, he would come out with a glimmer of golden light from the golden pages to make the vibration more obvious.

I don't know how long it took, two hours, three hours, or longer, the little Taoist priest swam nearly a hundred miles and dived a few thousand meters. He found that the epicenter was getting closer and closer, and after another half an hour, he suddenly stepped into a small space of less than three hundred cubic meters.

This space is fiery red, and the temperature is many times higher than the outside, if it weren't for the toad clothes he was wearing, he would definitely disappear if he didn't take a breath.

In the middle of this space is a table-sized red stone with a bowl-sized egg in its recess. The egg is red in color, but there are three gray lines on it. The sound of "porphyry" from time to time is made by the big bowl of red eggs.

"Oh, it's so comfortable!" Suddenly, a cyan elf appeared in front of the little Taoist, stretching his waist, and when he saw the bowl of big eggs, he was overjoyed, so he ran up and hugged him, "This is mine!"

"Be careful!" the little Taoist priest couldn't help but shout, the egg was definitely not mortal. The cyan villain is none other than the Holy Light Spirit that the little Taoist priest obtained on the Dragon Turtle Island, Xiao Qingmiao.

Xiao Qingmiao is the holy flame of the Shenhui Sect of the Lonely Continent, and it is born from the gathering of the thoughts of the believers, and what was needed before was the power of incense to survive. Later, he went to the little Taoist priest's dantian to absorb the power of the golden page. However, it cannot be cultivated alone, because it does not have a physical body.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid!" Xiao Qingmiao said, "This egg has actually been dead for thousands of years, but because it is unwilling, there is still a trace of obsession, so that it is not completely dead!"

"Oh, then you say, what kind of egg is this?" said the little Taoist priest.

"Well, this is the legendary Suzaku egg!" said Xiao Qingmiao.

The little Taoist priest's heart moved, this place seems to be called the Vermilion Bird Continent, this trip was originally to go to the holy mountain, but he didn't want to be swept down by the fire Jiao and the weak water river, and was thrown to this extinct volcano by the golden spirit, and finally was forced down by the fire bull to this lake.

"You said it had been dead for thousands of years, so what was the use?" the little Taoist priest shook his head.

"Its spirit is dead, but its inner life is still alive, I don't have no body, but this is my shelter!" Xiao Qingmiao said excitedly.

"This, isn't this a dove occupying a magpie's nest?" said the little Taoist priest disliked. He had encountered a seizure, and although the other party had failed, he had a bad feeling for the seizure.

"Who is the dove, who is the dove?" Xiao Qingmiao was unhappy and glared at the little Taoist priest, "The soul of this Vermilion Bird Egg is gone, it is an empty shell, and besides, do you think that people are occupied for nothing? There is an obsession in this egg, once I settle in, I will be integrated with it and inherit its grievances, and this is exactly what it is praying for." ”

Is this so? The little Taoist priest scratched his head, it seems that too, this Vermilion Bird Egg has appeared in the gray line of death, and it has been thousands of years, if there is really a divine soul, it has long since died. Once Xiao Qingmiao blends with that obsession, you have me, I have you, and there is no distinction between each other.

"However, there is a situation here," the little Taoist priest said, "This Vermilion Bird Egg is already a dead look, and you are settled, are you sure there will be no problems?"

"Hey, why are you so forgetful?" Xiao Qingmiao glanced at him, "What kind of background am I, I am the holy flame of the Divine Radiance Sect, and what I used to absorb was the power of incense, isn't it just a few wefts of death curses?"

The weft of the curse of death, what is the weft of the curse of death? The little Taoist priest was a little puzzled, and at the same time a little annoyed, you said that you are so powerful, when I was trapped by the evil thunder curse before, why didn't you say that it would be dissolved for me?

"Fortunately, this is just the weft of the death curse, if it is combined with the death curse scripture, I can't help it, hehe!" Xiao Qingmiao smiled, and in a flash, he broke through the air and got in.

Within a quarter of an hour, the three gray lines on the red Suzaku egg were gone.

"I'm a little tired, I have to recuperate and temper for hundreds of years, don't take the Vermilion Bird Stone under me, well, by the way, you see that gold liquid pool over there, soak there for a few days, it's good for you!"

The little Taoist priest knew that although Xiao Qingmiao said it easily, it was a lot of consumption to dissolve the three gray lines. If it weren't for the nourishment of the golden pages of the past few months, it might not have been able to digest it. However, from then on, as long as the little green seedlings are hatched, they can be regarded as having a physical body, and the starting point is not low, it can be said that they were born with a golden key, and they are destined to have an extraordinary life.

In this way, the little Taoist nodded, this is a big opportunity for Xiao Qingmiao, and after that, ascending to the immortal and ascending to heaven is no longer a dream. He knew that Xiao Qingmiao had been lonely for the past 10,000 years, and what he wanted to find most was the Great Twilight Lord of the Flying Immortal Realm and the protector of the Shenhui Sect. I'm afraid that's the person it cares about the most. Because, the entire lonely continent has been destroyed in one fell swoop.

Inside, there is a pool of gold liquid about ten square meters and half a meter deep. The little Taoist priest did not hesitate, untied his toad coat, and jumped in. Ever since Xiao Qingmiao took over the Suzaku Egg, the temperature in this space has dropped. In fact, the high temperature comes from the Vermilion Bird under the Vermilion Bird Egg, which is used to hatch the Vermilion Bird Egg. However, Suzaku Egg is no longer conscious and cannot actively absorb its energy.

As soon as he entered the pool of gold liquid, the little Taoist priest felt that his whole body was comfortable. A gentle force in the golden liquid gradually seeped into every pore of his body, and also into his muscles and bone marrow. He quickly activated the white jade bone forging technique, absorbing the energy of the golden liquid. Every bone slowly turned bronze.

This is a sign of the third layer of the White Jade Bone Forging Technique. However, to really cultivate the third layer, it is not only the change of the bones, but the most important thing is the qualitative change of the bone marrow. However, although the energy of this pool of gold liquid is mild, it is extremely powerful. This is a little Suzaku that makes the born Suzaku quench his bones, can it not be strong?

That energy entered the bone marrow in the little Taoist's body and transformed his bone marrow. I don't know how long it took, the little Taoist opened his eyes, his face was happy, he hadn't learned this white jade bone forging technique for a long time, but he had advanced to the third layer so quickly, it was really fast! You know, this is equivalent to a physical body that can resist the attacks of the Golden Pill Stage.

The Broken Jade King Kong Fist was swung out, and the little Taoist priest found that the punch could emit a trace of fire sincerity. The little Taoist priest punched a few more times, kept thinking about it, and realized the true meaning of this fire.

The gold liquid itself contains the artistic conception of fire. This is the powerful man in order to make the newborn little Suzaku can understand the true meaning of fire, so the artistic conception of fire is differentiated and dissected, integrated into this gold liquid, it can be said that this is well-intentioned!

In fact, for the true meaning of fire, the little Taoist priest can also have a certain understanding through the rune tree, which can be seen from the fact that he can realize the second-level fire talisman. Again, though, this is different. Before, it was just a comprehension, it was a theory, although the talisman was successful, but it was only on foreign objects. But this time, it is to realize, to understand with the flesh.

Just like taking a hot bath for a child is different from taking a hot bath yourself, that kind of comfort, that kind of comfort, only when you wash yourself, you can really enjoy it.

The little Taoist priest closed his eyes again and realized it. He now seems to have comprehended the threshold of foundation building.

What is a leak-free foundation? That is, it is complete, round, and without regrets. What is perfection? Is the cup full of stones? Can you put some more sand, but the sand can't be put anymore, is it full? Can you put more water......

Therefore, the condensation is just filled with stones, and there is a process of boiling. When you reach Dzogchen, you have to fill it with sand again. And leak-free means refillable water. Until the water can't be put down, there is no leakage.

However, there is still a problem, the weight of a cup, do you hold sand, iron, copper, silver and gold? That is to say, different people have different qualities of mana in their bodies, and the grade of their non-leakage foundation is also different.

However, is this the secret of the foundation building without leakage? The little Taoist priest shook his head, no, absolutely not. Such a foundation should be nothing more than a quasi-leakage foundation.

So, what is the real foundation without leakage? The little Taoist priest opened his eyelids, and a light lit up in his eyes.