When Xuanyangzi came out of the Yuanfu Palace, the twilight had fallen, the tourists on the mountain dispersed, the three palaces and five views were brightly lit, with the change of the times, the lantern in front of the Gongguan Mountain Gate was only decorative, and the lighting still had to be electric.

After having dinner in the dining hall and not going to do evening classes with his brothers and sisters, Xia Yang went directly back to his room to meditate and pranayama.

In order to practice the Yan Method, Xia Yang's routine has been completely reversed, and staying up late to cultivate immortals has become the norm, but he did not complain, he only noticed that there was not much time left for him.

Coming to the reservoir again, Xia Yang planted the five-pole array flag on the side facing the village below the mountain, which was given to him by the master at night, saying that it could hide the fire when casting the spell.

Dao Huo was regarded as a ghost fire by the villagers, this is probably the worst time that Maoshan was hacked, the last time was seventy or eighty years ago, but most of the villagers at that time were gone, otherwise they should know that Maoshan has a tradition of setting fires in the middle of the night.

"Flame of the Flame of the Dao Flame!"

"Whew~~"

A thick fire snake erupted from Xia Yang's palm, and suddenly sprang out six or seven meters away, which had more than doubled compared to the first time, but it was still a little short of Qing Yangzi's requirements.

Many times of practice helps to improve proficiency, and being able to hit the fire snake six or seven meters away is the result of practice, as long as you practice step by step, you will definitely be able to hit the fire snake of three zhang, but now the most lacking thing in the summer sun is time.

Thinking of this, Xia Yang did not continue to practice, but sat cross-legged on the ground, sinking his mind and thinking about what he had overlooked.

The law decision that hits the fire of the Dao Flame is the law decision that stimulates the fire devouring yin charm, and there must be a connection between the two, and the length of his constant pursuit of hitting the fire snake seems to be in line with the word "fire".

Yes, I have been ignoring the word "Yin Devouring", Dao Fire itself has the property of devouring Yin Qi, and the reason why the Fire Devouring Yin Talisman can turn the entire reservoir into a sea of fire is not the power of the Fu Jar itself, but with the help of the right time and place.

Why did Master let himself come here in the middle of the night to practice the Yan Fa, he just hoped that he could use the right time and place to achieve twice the result with half the effort, but in the past few days, he has walked into a misunderstanding and has been pursuing the power of Dao Fire in his body.

Thinking of this, Xia Yang's heart suddenly brightened, no matter how strong a person is, he will be strong after all, what do Taoist priests who have been cultivating for decades take to fight with those old monsters who have practiced Taoism for hundreds of years? Isn't it just good at borrowing?

Borrow the power of the patriarch gods, borrow the power of the fortune of the family and the country, and borrow the endless power of nature!

The flame law is like this, and so is the Lei law, borrowing the glorious power of heaven to kill those demons and monsters that endanger the country's society and the comfort of the people.

Thinking of this, Xia Yang's momentum changed suddenly, and the flame of Sen Lan seemed to be burning in his pupils, and he had already grasped the key.

Get up and come to the reservoir, take a deep breath of summer yang to dissipate your heart, and use your heart to sense the turbid qi around you.

"Flame of the Flame of the Dao Flame!"

"Boom~~~"

Before I knew it, ten days had passed, Chinese New Year's Eve was quietly coming, and the three palaces and five temples on Maoshan Mountain had begun to prepare for this year's blessing dojo, and the Yuan Fu Palace was also rarely lively.

On the occasion of saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new, most people choose to reunite with their families, but there are still many good men and women who are ready to welcome the New Year in the palace temple on the mountain, burning a stick of incense to pray for good luck this year.

Lying lazy in the bed, Yang Zheng was pulling his mobile phone, and from the circle of friends, he could see how ordinary people spent the New Year.

"New Year, New Weather, Stand on the Last Shift!"

This is Ling Sixue's circle of friends, with the picture of the police office, it seems that she plans to spend the New Year in the bureau, but she can't help but shudder when she thinks that this tigress will have to clean up her summer next year.

"The trip to the island country of dreams, the tour of the Holy Land!"

Xiao Shou actually went to the island country, didn't this stinky boy say that he wanted to come to Maoshan to find him?

Xia Yang, who felt that he had been deceived, directly dialed a video call.

"Brother Xia? Long time no see! ”

"You kid has a lot of skills, even I dare to deceive, didn't you say that you came to Maoshan during the winter vacation?"

"Brother Xia didn't lie to you, but I relied on my final exam well this time, and my parents rewarded me for a trip abroad, so I came to the island country to visit the holy land!"

Looking at Xiao Shou's stunned face, Xia Yang just wanted to shrink the ground into an inch and squash him in front of him, speaking of which, Xia Yang didn't even go out of Juyang when he was so big.

"Holy Land Tour, you are big, I think you went to those Ivy actresses to check in and get autographs."

"Brother Xia, how do you know, you don't know how to read minds!"

Listening to Xia Yang directly piercing his heart, Xiao Shou's voice was a little flustered, compared to the two-dimensional paper man, the real big sister is his favorite.

"What do I don't know about that little in your kid's heart?"

Xia Yang said disdainfully, isn't this what he has in mind.

"Brother Xia, you are amazing, it just so happened that Sister Bo had a meeting for the New Year, and I will bring you her signature when I go back!"

Xiao Shou hung up the video as he spoke, leaving only Xia Yang on the bed with a confused face.

This kid can, Sister Bo's signature can be obtained, and the title of the king of the first film is really worthy of the name.

After sighing, Xia Yang continued to pull down the screen, and slid directly to the circle of friends of the school committee, in order to facilitate the make-up class, Xia Yang added Yin Suya's WeChat, but she didn't like to post a circle of friends, but she didn't expect that she sent a message during the New Year, no text, only photos.

In the photo, Yin Suya was making dumplings, with a healing smile on her face, and Xia Yang, who was watching, sat up from the bed all of a sudden.

"Happy New Year, and the dumplings are very beautiful!"

After clicking on the like, Xia Yang commented directly below, as a person who never posts on Moments, this is the first time he has commented and liked.

If you continue to look down, it's nothing, Xia Yang doesn't have many WeChat friends now, and the circle of friends is quickly finished, but if possible, there is a person's circle of friends Xia Yang wants to see.

I don't know how the ghost prince and his subordinates celebrated the New Year, when King Ning was all punished, Zhu Ziming naturally would not have incense sacrifices for descendants, but for a ghost king like him, he didn't need these things at all.

At this moment, the gloomy and gloomy underground palace is not deserted, and there are two rows of ghosts standing in front of the throne, among which there are men and women, but the lowest strength of these ghosts is also at the level of powerful ghosts.

"Lord Qiqi, the people above the powerful ghost are here!"

After counting it, Zhao Hao, who had a blue face and fangs, stood up and reported that just now the prince ordered him to gather all his subordinates above the level of powerful ghosts.

"My subordinates have seen the prince!"

All the ghosts knelt down on the ground, obeying the fate of their masters.