This time the passage was very short, and immediately entered a patio-like space.

In addition to the door that has just been stepped out, there are a total of five doors on the stone wall, and the stone floor is carved with an intricate five-pointed star pattern, and each corner corresponds to a door.

Xiao Hou Ye frowned, there were four different choices in front of him, which one should he choose?

Gritting his teeth, he headed for the nearest door on the right.

This temple was carved out of stone, so there are only traces of excavation, and he has to sincerely admire the wisdom and perseverance of the ancient ancestors.

Walking into the gate, he found that this was a secondary hall with an area of more than 100 square meters.

The secondary hall is rectangular in shape, with guardrails on both sides, and behind the guardrails are statues of life-size and lifelike figures.

At the end of the rectangle, there are twelve steps, followed by a platform no more than ten square meters in size.

On the platform, several seemingly messy stones were placed in a staggered manner, and the pale blue flames flickered in the middle.

The statues on both sides, the most important position in the middle, are just a bonfire stand?

This made him a little incomprehensible, what did the ancient ancestors mean, to worship a fire?

And this fire looks so weird, even more terrifying than the ghost fire I've seen before.

Thinking of the ogre lotus just now made him feel palpitations. But if you think about it, since they have already come in, it would be a pity if you didn't go in and take a closer look.

Holding a gentian gun, Ye Ziwu's martial soul was protected in front, and he boldly walked over.

Climbing the steps, he found that there was not a trace of dust in the place.

This is an ancient temple that has gone through tens of thousands of years, even if it is located in a stone mountain, it is impossible to be free of dust, right?

With this suspicion, he stepped onto the platform.

The flame is about half a meter high, and the thickest part is also more than half a meter in diameter, and it is light blue and translucent, and if you look closely, you can see the texture of silk.

After walking in, the little marquis didn't feel the temperature, this is another strange phenomenon, the ghost fire outside has a temperature.

He slowly stretched out his gentian gun, plunged half of its head into the flames, and after a few seconds, took it out, and reached out to try it, and sure enough, there was no temperature change.

"Cold fire?" he thought of a word.

It is rumored that this is a very peculiar thing, although it is not able to smelt steel like ordinary flames, but it can quench the cells of the human body, making them more tough and increasing explosive power.

But whether it was cold fire or not, he wasn't sure.

After all, cold fire only exists in legends, whether it is good or bad for people, the records in ancient books are not necessarily reliable.

To be on the safe side, he first let a leaf martial soul pass through the flames.

As a result, the leaves were unscathed, just like the gentian gun just now.

He was relieved, so he stretched out a finger and slowly reached out to the flames.

The flames immediately changed slightly, and if you looked closely, you could see that the part that was about to be touched by his fingers was rapidly shrinking inward, forming a small depression.

But such a change did not play any role in blocking the fingers.

His fingers still went smoothly into the flames, and sure enough, he let out a sigh......

Before the breath could be fully exhaled, a mutation appeared, and the flames began to swirl around the fingers, forming a shape that resembled a whirlpool.

At this moment, a bone-crushing pain came from his fingers, and the burning sensation was very strong.

What's going on, isn't there no temperature?

Before he had time to think about this, he quickly withdrew his arms back, but it was too late, and the swirling flames came out with his fingers, as if a rope had been drawn from the flames.

Hurriedly retreated, but the flames still enveloped the fingers, "occupying" the entire arm at a faster rate.

The pain made him almost faint, and he almost crawled down the steps with a roll, and the "rope" was broken, but the blue flames on his arms continued to rage.

Painful, bone-eating pain, he sat cross-legged on the ground, guiding the soul power in the meridians of his arm to run quickly, hoping to relieve the pain.

The situation has improved slightly, but these flames cannot be extinguished, and as for when they will be extinguished, it is estimated that only God knows.

The flames danced for a quarter of an hour before they slowly waned.

The pain also decreased, and Xiao Hou Ye opened his eyes and found that the clothes all over his body were soaked with sweat.

The wet clothes were uncomfortable to wear, and when he took them off, he was surprised to find that the skin on his right arm was cracked in the dry earth.

With his left hand, the cracked skin falls like snowflakes, revealing the jade-colored skin inside.

Quickly move this arm, I didn't feel anything unpleasant, every cell was full of explosive power.

This...... Is it really the effect of a cold fire?

He turned his head to look at the flames on the platform, and it seemed that the legend was true.

Since that's the case, then what are you waiting for, isn't it just a little painful, the master has survived eight thunderstorms, what is this pain.

Shirtless, he walked up the stone steps again, this time with his left hand into the flames.

It wasn't until the cold fire spread to his left shoulder that he turned around and ran off the platform, sat cross-legged on the ground, and used his soul power to relieve the pain.

As you would say, the right calf will follow, then the left calf......

Because of the excessive sweating, he had to stop from time to time and rehydrate enough before continuing.

On the morning of the third day, the tempering of the limbs and torso was finally completed, but the next thing must be more careful, because it is the turn of the key part of the body mouth - the head.

If one is not careful, burns himself into a fool, it is not worth it.

Cautiously sticking his head over, the flames spread to the entire head in an instant.

I'm dripping mom, hurry up!

He "pulled" his head out, and the blue flames danced rapidly in his hair, as if his hair was on fire.

The burning sensation was much stronger than the rest of his body, and he stared and gritted his teeth, because it was so painful that he couldn't close his eyes at all.

The flames burned for a quarter of an hour, and as the last flame was extinguished, he fell to the ground, gasping for breath.

I can't help but have an ancient text in my heart: The sky will descend on the Si people, and they must first suffer their sister's mind, starve their NND body and skin, and work their TMD muscles and bones......

I feel much more comfortable after reading it crookedly.

Getting up from the ground, he held his head high with an arrogant face, and said to himself to the blue flame: "Lao Tzu still persevered to the end, what can you do with me? ”

After saying that, he strode onto the platform and directly put his entire right hand into it.

In his opinion, the master has completed the whole body tempering, and there is no need to be afraid of it.

A strange scene happened again, the flames suddenly skyrocketed, increasing from half a meter high to more than two meters, and in the process, Xiao Chen was completely wrapped in an instant.

"I'm grass, come back!"

A fire man rushed out of the platform, shouted in his mouth, jumped for a while, and found that the fire on his body could not be extinguished, so he had to sit down cross-legged.

If you don't die, you won't die, O truth.