This was the first time Tang Bai saw a volcano.

Billowing smoke continued to rush from the top of the mountain to the sky, and the scorching heat ignited the air, and the heat rushed in the air, carrying the pungent smell of sulfur, and inhaling it into the chest cavity as if the heart had also been ignited.

He didn't retreat; he realized what a spirit seed was from the two stone tablets of life and death, and he also understood all the spirits in Tang Ruting.

The spirit is a life form of all things, a kind of will of living beings, whether it is a psychic or a spirit seed, it is from the deepest understanding of this form and feeling this will.

Only by understanding it, you will understand how to use it, just as a person understands the characteristics of water flowing downward, digging a ditch, you can determine the direction of the water flow.

He had been in the realm for a while, but he had never found the door to the higher realm, and at this time, he seemed to see the door, and he also had a deeper understanding of his martial arts.

He let go of his mind, and he felt the scorching heat around him, and he seemed to see countless sparks flying in the air; as soon as he inhaled, he felt that countless sparks were sucked into his body, and then burned in his intestines, in his veins, in his flesh and blood; he could 'see' some cells in his body burned into nothingness by sparks, and some stains were being burned by sparks, which may be the source of physical pain, because it was also a part of his body.

He doesn't have that feeling of getting the spirit seed; perhaps, this is the chance; perhaps, the real comprehension of the spirit seed is to form an alternative life form between life and death, so that he can perceive the most essential spirit, and then plant the spirit seed in his heart.

The spirit seed is the crystallization of the unique talent of living beings.

Tang Bai didn't like the smell of Liuhuang, which was extremely unpleasant; maybe the volcano had no spirit, maybe he didn't have this opportunity; so he wanted to leave, but before he could turn around, he saw a fiery dragon rising into the sky, like a mushroom cloud, exploding in mid-air, burning the sky red, and then bursting like fireworks, forming a mass of fire, like a meteor shower across the endless universe, falling from the sky to the earth, and the earth instantly formed a sea of fire; he saw the fiery red magma pouring down from the top of the mountain like an avalanche, and the fiery magma was like molten iron, drowning everything, burning everything, destroying everything。

He was not afraid, he just felt unfortunate for himself, when this volcano suddenly erupted, in the face of nature's catastrophe, man is no different from ants, he can only turn around and flee, using all his strength, trying to fight for a glimmer of life for himself.

He was fast, as fast as the wind, but he accidentally struck a white fire that fell from the sky, and then his whole body burned with the white fire, and the scorching heat seemed to vaporize him from the world, and even his soul burned into nothingness.

He was desperate, and countless pictures appeared in his mind, not the voices of his parents, not the immortal path that he never forgot, not the bright lights on the earth in his previous life, nor the fragrant scenes that made people want to die not long ago; his mind was full of pictures of lotus flowers, lotus flowers of different colors, lotus flowers of different sizes, one after another emerging from his mind, as if they were going to fill his mind.

He knew that his body was burning, like a dry wood in a fire, but he didn't feel pain, he seemed to hear the scriptures, as if from the fire that burned himself, like from the infinite void of the universe, and as if it was pouring out of his own heart, like surpassing his soul, like telling the truth of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth.

He felt that the scriptures were very familiar, like a mother's song before lulling him to sleep, which made him feel very warm, and this warm feeling made him extremely dependent, like a fetus dependent on amniotic fluid in the placenta, like a baby dependent on breast milk, like a child dependent on his parents. But in his subconscious, he is very rejected, and this refusal is like an embankment to prevent himself from sinking in this scripture, from losing his own nature, from swallowing his soul.

The scriptures are becoming more and more grandiose, solemn, sacred, and with an irresistible domineering, which does not tolerate the blasphemy of any living being, any resistance will be defeated, any obstruction will be destroyed, and any living thing will be swallowed up by it.

In a daze, he felt that he was still alive, and the white fire did not burn him to death, but penetrated into his body through the pores of his skin, and poured into the 'lotus seed' of the sea of qi.

He was no longer afraid of the fire, he was afraid of the scriptures he heard suddenly, he felt himself clenching his teeth tightly, his hands clenched into fists, using all his strength to resist the scriptures that were becoming clearer and clearer in his ears, he even felt his body trembling, but no matter how he resisted, his consciousness became more and more blurred, and finally the whole person sank into the endless sound of the scriptures.

The 'lotus seeds' of his qi sea lit up, and the scriptures were glowing, illuminating every inch of flesh and blood and every trace of skin in his body, making his body seem to become a world of light; at this time, there were no volcanoes, no deserts, no palaces with golden walls, no palaces with golden walls, no palaces with a hundred flowers, and no living beings; he was just sitting in an endless tower.

No one knows how big the world in the Great Yan Pagoda is, because everyone sees different scenes in the Great Yan Pagoda, lives in different worlds, and encounters different opportunities.

In the empty Dayan Pagoda, there are no mountains, no water, no living beings, and the surroundings are pitch black, like the endless void of the universe, which is an eternal darkness.

In this endless darkness, there is a huge rune standing in the void, full of mystery, incomparable vicissitudes, like transcending the long river of time, transcending the cycle of life, and existing in the universe forever.

Countless points of light overflowed from the runes, emitting light of different colors, like countless fireflies, beautiful and weird.

These points of light were changing, changing into tiny runes, and into suns that had shrunk countless times over, emitting scorching heat and piercing eyes, as if to illuminate this eternal darkness.

Tang Bai sat under the rune, and the fine light fell on his body, and then burrowed into his clothes, from his mouth and nose, from the tiny pores into his body, and finally precipitated in the sea of qi, gathered together, forming a rune very similar to mid-air, from light to thick.

Then his body began to turn pink, and there seemed to be a unique fragrance emanating from his body, fragrant and refreshing, forming a faint powder mist around him, slowly dispersing, behind him, a vague phantom appeared, unable to distinguish between men and women, unable to see clearly, mixed with beautiful music, the woman's chuckle, the man's soft voice.

The phantom slowly solidified, revealing a figure that was the same as Tang Bai, but the temperament shown was very different, it was a unique temperament that was so evil that people were fascinated.

The phantom suddenly exploded into countless points of light, forming a pink rune, which was imprinted into Tang Bai's eyebrows, fused with the rune of his sea of qi.

I don't know how long it took, the runes in the air suddenly changed, a fresh breath spread in the void, and the entire void seemed to blow a spring breeze; after the spring breeze, a small sapling suddenly appeared behind Tang Bai, and on the tiny branches, there were only two or three small green leaves, constantly shaking. The light point of the rune kept falling on the small sapling, and the little sapling grew rapidly, the tree grew higher and higher, the branches became thicker and thicker, and the leaves became more and more, and finally like a big umbrella, covering his figure, a vigorous vitality was spreading, this vitality seemed to be the beginning of the origin of life, mixed with the traces of ancient vicissitudes, and finally exploded with a 'bang', turning into a complete rune, and also drilled into his eyebrows.

Then there was a firelight in the darkness, and the runes hanging in the void seemed to be stimulated by the firelight, and more and more light points overflowed, and after being absorbed by the firelight, it was like igniting the fire oil, and the fire became bigger and bigger, and instantly became a sea of fire, surrounding Tang Bai, as if to burn him into nothingness.

His skin slowly turned red, red and hot, and the whole person was like a red-hot iron plate, and there was also a fire in his body, which wanted to burn himself and everything in the world into nothingness.

Slowly, Tang Bai's body slowly became transparent, like crystal, his blood vessels, meridians, bones, and internal organs all became transparent, clear, and then became lighter and fainter, and the whole person was about to disappear under the runes.

And at this moment, Tang Bai opened his mouth and began to read the scriptures, every time he read a word, his body became clear, and then the 'lotus seeds' in his sea of qi seemed to be opened by a key, began to glow, began to produce suction, began to rotate gently, the white mist in his sea of qi, the 'lotus seeds' that were inhaled at once, and then it was like a dam that opened the gates, and then it was like a dam that opened the gates. The white mist seems to form water, running in his body autonomously, like the cycle of the sun and the moon, like the trajectory of the stars, like the flow of time, like the cycle of life, without beginning and end.

The 'lotus seeds' of the sea of qi turned faster and faster, and then formed a vortex, and the powerful suction force made the two runes that had just poured into his body from the center of his eyebrows instantly sucked into the 'lotus seeds', and the scriptures in the 'lotus seeds' seemed to become even brighter, shining on the sea of fire around him, suddenly bursting away, and turning into countless points of light, which were forcibly sucked into it by the 'lotus seeds'.

Xiao is like this, the 'lotus seed' of the sea of qi is still unwilling, as if he wants to inhale the runes hanging in the air into his body.

The runes in the tower seemed to feel threatened, constantly changing in the void, but the overflowing light points were getting fewer and fewer, the runes were changing faster and faster, and a kind of mystery of opening the heavens and splitting the earth poured out from the runes, as if forming a kind of supreme avenue of heaven and earth; the ripples in circles suddenly spread out in all directions, and the endless darkness undulated like waves, layer by layer, forming a huge black hole; only to hear the 'click', like opening a door, an irresistible suction sucked Tang Bai into the black hole and disappeared.