Looking at the shrunken Flame Rabbit, Ye Changsheng's eyes widened in shock.

The energy cycle between him and the Flame Rabbit was still circulating rapidly, but Changsheng clearly felt that the fire attribute energy in the circulation was rapidly weakening.

The crisis of the Flame Rabbit's self-explosion has been, and it stands to reason that its life cannot disappear, and its energy should not dissipate.

Could it be that the Flame Rabbit has broken through the threshold of life and death, and the Origin Fire in its body is absorbing free energy?

Or is it the big cycle in my body that swallows up the small cycle of the Flame Rabbit?

Ye Changsheng didn't have time to react, the form of the Flame Rabbit disappeared without a trace, and the last stream of heat entered his body.

His lower abdomen was warm, like holding a stove in the cold winter, and his whole body was indescribably comfortable.

In the spiritual sea space of the dantian, between the black and white spiritual corpses, a red flame suddenly appeared!

The red flames, with a deep light, are small in size, but they seem to contain a world, giving people a sense of profundity.

It hovered silently, sometimes bouncing slightly.

It was at that beating moment that Ye Changsheng clearly sensed the energy aura of the flame rabbit.

This small flame is the original fire of the Flame Rabbit.

But how did it get here?

Through internal vision, Ye Changsheng locked onto this small flame, and his heart was shocked beyond measure.

Suddenly realizing something, Ye Changsheng exclaimed, "You, you're not a rabbit, you're a spiritual fire?!"

Ye Changsheng was a little messy, and the scene in front of him was beyond his cognition.

The Tianxuan Continent, whether for sword forgers or cultivators, the innate spiritual fire wandering between heaven and earth is a supreme treasure that can be encountered but not sought.

Innate spiritual fire is a fire-attribute spiritual creature conceived by heaven and earth, and the powerful existence among them can even trace the beginning of the formation of the law of all things.

And in the vast cosmic space, some spiritual fires have even existed for millions of years, and their power is enough to incinerate all things.

A spiritual fire can even devour a planet, a galaxy, and become the sole master of a star field.

The innate spiritual fires of the Tianxuan Continent are not as terrifying and powerful as the legends, but they also have amazing power.

Even the lowest-level innate spiritual fire, the temperature it emits is enough to melt most of the existence of this plane, and even materials with divine attributes will be easily melted by them.

Being able to subdue a spiritual fire is the lifelong dream of every swordsmith, and this desire even exceeds that of a cultivator.

In fact, a long time ago, Ye Changsheng had been preparing to subdue the spiritual fire, but he didn't have much hope in his heart.

Not to mention that his strength is low, it is difficult to even get close to the spiritual fire, let alone accept it.

Moreover, spiritual fire is too rare to be encountered in this world.

Some people have traveled all over the world, exhausted their lives, and can't find a spiritual fire, how can he Ye Changsheng, dare to guarantee that in his lifetime, he can meet a spiritual fire and accept it?

However, at this moment, what immortals did not dare to hope for seemed to have happened so incredibly.

Changsheng was even a little unsure whether the flame in his dantian spiritual sea space was a spiritual fire or not.

It's a pity that the flame rabbit Gugu is really gone, and he can't confirm his guess, and the small flame is lying comfortably in his spiritual sea space, and he doesn't make the slightest response.

Ye Changsheng was in a daze for a moment, so he had to gather his mind and rush towards the mountain.

On the back mountain, there is still a duel waiting for him, and he can't be allowed to continue to think nonsense.

Mountain Chief Lu Zixin had seen the Flame Rabbit Cooing, so he could only wait until the duel was over and then ask the Mountain Chief.

"Tell the abbot, Ye Changsheng has arrived at the main hall and is walking towards the back mountain. "After the cliff of the mountain, Dezhen went and returned, and after the confession, he stood aside obediently.

Everyone was calm and relaxed, without the slightest impatience, and the mastiff, who was sitting cross-legged, did not even move his eyelids.

Ye Changsheng has been up the mountain for a long time, a full half an hour, but his injury has not healed, and he has adjusted his rhythm all the way, so he naturally has to be slower.

The state of the body, mind and mind is very important, and harmony is great.

It does not mean that if any of the three is stronger than the other, it will definitely win, and only when the three coordinate with each other can they exert their full strength.

Therefore, before the war, the masters are good at adjusting the state, adjusting the rhythm, and maximizing the harmony of the body, mind and mind.

While everyone was waiting patiently, the hour of half a pillar of incense passed, and on the path of the cliff behind the mountain, Ye Changsheng finally appeared.

Looking at Ye Changsheng who came over, everyone's eyes widened, and Meng Mastiff felt something, his eyes were raised, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

This, is this the way up the mountain, was it struck by lightning?

White-haired and immortal, although he is not a peerless beautiful man, but he is also a handsome young man with outstanding charm, how could he ever appear in front of the world with such a face?

His silver hair, partly charred, like a blackened steel wire, hung scattered around his head, hiding a blackened face.

His clothes were also in tatters, and his white clothes were littered with burnt marks, which looked not only dirty, but also crumpled.

Meng Mastiff frowned, shocked and uncertain, could it be that Ye Changsheng deliberately showed people in such a miserable situation, he wanted to awaken my sympathy and let my subordinates show mercy?

And many masters also looked weird, Lu Zixin couldn't help scratching his head, how could this kid be worse than being chased and killed for two days and three nights?

An Zhisu of the General Association of Refiners knew Ye Changsheng, and his first thought was, did Ye Changsheng just finish forging the sword?

As the host, Master Xuanguang naturally asked with concern: "Wuxin, you are ......?"

Ye Changsheng looked embarrassed, lowered his head and said, "Abbot, the junior is just delayed by something under the mountain." ”

Immediately, he smiled and apologized to everyone, and when his eyes swept over Dezhen, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

The young monk in front of him, wearing a wide monk's robe, had a white bald head, his face was a little sickly pale, and he looked like he was bowing his eyebrows.

Although his appearance and temperament were similar to those of the past, Changsheng still recognized this old man at a glance.

The second son of Huanglong Villa in the past, the genius boy of Sanshui Town, Huang Jingyun!

Back then, it was Huang Jingyun who colluded with Hong Yuntao, the owner of Red Leaf Villa, to try to snatch Ye Changsheng's ethereal sword.

Later, Ye Changsheng fought back, not only recaptured the ethereal sword, but also overturned Huang Jingyun from the altar to the ground, completely ruining this so-called genius.

Not long ago, Su Yun secretly made a situation and blamed the Huang family, causing the Huang family to die, and Huang Jingyun could only go up the mountain to become a monk, so as to keep him, the only seedling of the Huang family.

In fact, Su Yun suggested to him afterwards that he should cut the grass and eradicate the roots, but Changsheng vetoed it.

Looking at the fleeting resentment in Huang Jingyun's eyes, Changsheng couldn't help but sigh secretly, it seemed that the hatred in Huang Jingyun's heart couldn't be let go of for the rest of his life.