On this side of the passionate desert, the sun is shining, and there are ripples echoing on the desert, and inside, a person comes out. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This man is comfort.

An Yi, who appeared here again, looked at the scene around him and smiled slightly.

"Flame King, come out to see me!"

A low shout suddenly echoed throughout the enthusiastic desert world, setting off a trembling breath and impacting.

"Ahem, Lao Tzu didn't look for you, you found it!"

A cough sounded, and there were ripples of flames, and not far from Anyi, the figure of the Flame King walked out.

Looking at the comfort now, Flame Monarch's heart jumped, but his face was disapproving.

"What, you want to get strength from Lao Tzu?" The Flame Monarch looked at the comfort and snorted coldly in a low voice.

"What do you say?" An Yi smiled confidently.

"Hey, hey, you try." The Flame Monarch also smiled, as if he had prepared something unexpected for An Yi.

Without further ado, An Yi's figure suddenly shook, turned into an afterimage, flickered, appeared in front of the Flame King, raised his hand, the thunder flashed in his hand, and a fierce aura spread out, condensing, turning into a thunder fist print, a punch, and blasted towards the Flame King.

Flame Jun put away the smile on his face, and at the moment when his comfortable body moved, he was also ready.

I saw him raise his hand, punch out, the breath on his body surged, and a scorching wave of fire swept out, sweeping around, the surrounding area of the shock set off an illusory sea of fire, and then condensed in an instant, forming a flame fist mark, with a burning breath, directly and hard and An Yi's punch, colliding together.

"Bang ......"

The muffled sound burst out, and in the shock, the crack in the exit path was torn and spread out.

An Yi here, his footsteps kicked suddenly, stabilized the figure that was shocked out, raised his eyes, and looked at the motionless Flame King in shock.

"Hehe, how about it, Lao Tzu's fist, it's very hard." Flame Jun smiled, looking at An Yi, and the corners of his mouth lifted a smile of disbelief.

"Hey, what a hard fist." An Yi laughed.

In the next moment, I saw that the aura on An Yi's body suddenly dispersed, fell around, and turned into tiny talismans emitting thunder light, and in the rotation, a thunder sledgehammer was formed, which was grasped by An Yiyi.

"Eat me with a hammer!" With a low shout, An Yi held the Thunder Light Sledgehammer, stepped on it, and his figure disappeared, and when he appeared, in front of the Flame King, the Thunder Light Sledgehammer held high had already fallen with a hammer.

Thunder flickered, reflecting all around, as if shrouded in a world of thunder.

Flame Jun here, his body did not move, he just raised his hand, and pointed to the hot desert under his feet, and the light of the Supreme Sun condensed at his fingertips, becoming a Zhiyang finger, which burst out in an instant, and drilled into the desert.

"Roaring ......"

A roar suddenly resounded from under the desert, setting off a fierce momentum, shaking out, and then, I saw that at the feet of the Flame King, a desert sand condensed, exuding a scorching breath of the desert dragon rushed out, and the huge body rushed out of the thunder shroud, hovering in the sky, reflecting the flames in the sky, and the flame light in the eyes shone brightly, showing a domineering spirit like a flame king.

"Bang ......"

The comfortable Thunderlight Sledgehammer missed, smashing into the desert where the Flame King had disappeared, smashing out a huge deep pit, and shaking out circles of ripples swept out.

In the sky, on the head of the desert dragon, stood the figure of the Flame King, who looked down at the comfortable gaze that had dispersed his breath and smiled lightly.

"Do you know the gap?"

Facing Flame King's question, An Yi didn't answer, looking at him, waiting for his next step.

"Now you, if you talk about cultivation, you have indeed taken the first step, and you are in the same realm as me at this moment, and you also have the qualifications to accept the power of inheritance, but if you have cultivation and no self-understanding, you are half a step behind after all."

Seeing that An Yi didn't answer, Flame Jun put away the indecent smile on his face and said solemnly.

"How do you feel it?"

Or ask: The Fa has a theory of innate and acquired, what is it? The teacher said: If you say that there is no congenital one. The Tao is also the ear of a strong name, how can there be in the law? In addition, if you think about it, it is the day after tomorrow, and the charm is still the end of the ear. ”

These words slowly came out of the mouth of the Flame King, and when the voice echoed, the world trembled slightly, and a faint ripple rippled and dissipated, as if it could not be heard, as if it could not be heard.

"Born, acquired......"

Listening to the words of the Flame King, An Yi's heart, as if there was a voice, muttering, in his ears, there was a buzz, in his mind, there were ripples, his mind, there was a shock, the whole person, as if at this moment, did not belong to himself, An Yi's soul, floated out of his body, entered a ripple, rippled away, like a spring breeze, and like a touch of sunshine, smeared the surroundings, gradually, formed an illusory talisman, wrapped in An Yi's body, turned into a seal, circulating thunder light.

Looking at An Yi's appearance, Flame Jun waved his hand and dispersed the desert dragon under his feet, fell down, and not far from An Yi, in the middle of his fingers, the desert sand flowed, condensed a sand chair, and sat down.

In the illusory world where thunder flickered and ripples swirled, a comfortable soul floated in from a ripple.

Looking at the flickering thunder around and the world swirling with ripples, An Yi didn't understand, and there was a look of doubt on his face.

"This is ......"

Muttering, he floated comfortably, exploring this world of flashing thunder and swirling ripples.

I don't know how long it has been, An Yi felt that it should be the time of a stick of incense, he stopped exploring, looked around, and found that this place was almost no different from when he first came here.

If there is, it is these whirling ripples, as if the frequency of the whirlpool, is a little more urgent, and there is no change in the flashing thunder.

"It's strange, it feels familiar, but there's a strange feeling haunting me." An Yi muttered to himself, and stretched out his illusory hand, touching the ripples that swirled around him.

Feeling as if there was water flowing in his hand, An Yi tried to wave his hand in the ripples, and as he expected, this ripple, like water, his hand waved, as if stirring in the water, and waved a small whirlpool.

withdrew his hand, looked at the ripple carefully, and only saw that the ripple that was originally disturbed by him, as he withdrew his hand, this ripple slowly became a little smoother, and became the same as before.

An Yi was curious.

The figure flickered, and he came to another ripple, stretched out his hand, and reached in.

Still like water, it flowed softly in his hand, and as his hand waved, the ripple began to spin, and a whirlpool appeared.

"Hey, interesting."

An Yi seemed to be interested, and from time to time a figure floated, going to the front of the ripples, stretching out his hand, reaching in, waving as if stirring in the water.

After a while, he didn't know if he was tired of playing comfortably, or if he felt a little monotonous, so he stopped.

Looking at the ripples that became smooth in front of him, and looking at the flashing thunder around him, An Yi suddenly thought of something.

"I came from the ripples, and I don't know if I can get into the ripples."

As soon as he thought of it, he took a comfortable step and walked into the ripples in front of him.

It felt like passing through a bouncy curtain of water, comfortably entering this ripple.

Inside the ripples, An Yi was stunned.

What appeared in front of him was exactly the same illusory world as the one he was in before he entered the ripples, with lightning flashing and ripples whirling.

"Not really."

An Yi was stunned.

"What?"

"I don't believe it anymore."

As he spoke, An Yi floated his figure, went to a ripple not far from him, hesitated for a moment, and finally decisively got in.

In the third ripple, Comfort froze.

"It's still the same."

At this point, An Yi's heart was filled with some solemnity and some conjectures.

"Could it be that this is in my head? Mind? ”

Thinking of this, An Yi only felt trembling and a little chilled.

"It's scary."

Muttering a word, An Yi stretched out his hand and probed into the ripples in front of him again, this time, he did not wave, but felt the subtle rhythm of the ripples swirling like water flowing on his hand and fingertips.

Slowly, An Yi closed his eyes and felt it carefully.

Five breaths passed, and An Yi opened his eyes with a blank look in his eyes.

withdrew his hand, and looked at his hand comfortably, on it, there seemed to be a rippling breath, this breath, like a water thread.

Just now, when he sank down and felt the rotation in the ripples, a familiar aura lingered in An Yi's heart for no reason, making him come back to his senses.

"The breath just now seems to have the breath of Niuhua Town......

Muttering uncertainly, Comfort looked at the ripples in front of him.

"Just give it a try."

After speaking, An Yi took a step forward, and the entire illusory figure once again drilled into the ripples.

This time, it's different.

Comfortably drilled into the ripples, and what appeared was not the same scene before, but in the sky above Niuhua Town and Tanba City.

"Really!"

An Yi just let out this sigh, and suddenly, on his illusory figure, a strong pulling force suddenly emerged, and in an instant, his figure was pulled and disappeared.

And when the comfortable soul returned to Niuhua Town, here in Moro Cave, the soul of the demon was comfortable and returned to his body.

The dim lights flickered, and the demons who were sitting in the circle were comfortable, and when they opened their eyes, the black light flashed out of their eyes.

After adjusting to the temporary discomfort after the fusion of soul and body, the heart demon stood up comfortably and looked around the Moro Cave.

At this time, the Moro Cave, the dim lights flickered, reflecting the surrounding rock walls, on it, eighteen murals of different sizes like picture frames appeared, but in the frame, there were no murals, and there were wisps of wisps of demonic energy.

Eighteen frames, six small and six, and six sides, are between the virtual and the real.

Coming to the six-sided small frame, the heart demon comfortably stretched out his hand and pointed at the frame, and suddenly the demonic energy swirling in this frame surged in an instant, condensing on the fingertips of the heart demon comfortably.

Withdrawing his hand, the demon in his heart looked at his fingertips comfortably, the condensed demonic energy, and his eyes shrank slightly.

Because, in the condensed demonic qi at his fingertips, the heart demon comfortably saw a ray of crystal light flashing, and in this condensed demonic qi, he sensed the breath of the demon yuan.

"Demon Yuan."

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