The inflammation is even worse.

The so-called creation is to make people reborn from the fire. Only the reborn can practice the flame, which is unextinguishable, colorless and formless, and only the master of the flame can see where the flame burns.

And it can also be called karmic fire, the flame that is said to burn the sinful person.

No one can figure out what the rebirth method is.

Besides, the strength of the Creation Flame is that ordinary alchemists can't use it at all, and over time, it will become a nominal tenth layer fire system, like a Vientiane body, and become a legend.

There are a total of ten layers of fire system, and the eighth layer is the peak among the people.

An alchemist of the ninth layer like Wu Xiangling is no longer classified as an alchemist, her main identity is an exorcist.

Now, the sixth layer of the Immortal Flame mastered by the Flower Fat Mist can be regarded as a mid-to-high-level alchemist, and it is already quite powerful, but there must be more and more powerful characters in the Alchemy Conference.

She thought that she had to refine at least the seventh layer of wind flame before she could have the confidence to enter the top three.

……

Five days later, the winter solstice.

Time passed like the wind, the weather was slightly cold, and the plum blossoms were blooming.

While practicing the basic skills, the flower fat mist also practiced the wind and flame.

I have to say that Feng Yan is not a small level higher than Shen Yan, and the day before the Alchemy Conference, she had just mastered it.

Just like when he mastered the flames, there were only a small cluster of flames.

It's a pity that there is not enough time.

She packed up her things and prepared to participate in the alchemy conference, and the immortal bird also wore a layer of stealth tricks and followed along-a high-level spirit beast like it naturally couldn't be exposed to everyone at will.

As soon as I walked to the door, the witch bell came.

"Master." The resin mist was a little surprised.

She originally thought that according to Wu Xiangling's character, she would not care about such a small occasion at all. After all, looking at the entire Immortal Gate, the only one who has learned the ninth-layer fire system is Wu Xiangling.

Wu Xiangling is lazy, only wearing a white dress, I don't know, I think she is fairy, in fact, according to her words, "white clothes are easy to change", casually twist the trick, even the color and pattern do not need to be exquisite, just wear it.

"The post of the alchemy conference is handed to me every year, and I don't go every time. However, this year, looking at your name, the Dugu family has also made a candidate. As a master, you must go and cheer for your apprentices! ”

When she heard this, she knew in her heart: "Master, are you sure you are not too bored and are going to go over to watch the play?" ”

"Hey, by the way, just by the way." Wu Xiangling squinted her eyes and smiled, as narrow as a snow fox, "Look at how my apprentice abuses vegetables, and Xiao Dugu can't raise his head!" ”

The flower resin mist looked at her suspiciously: "Are you so sure that you will win?" ”

"Of course." Wu Xiangling is full of confidence.

"Why?"

"This ......" she naturally couldn't tell the flower fat mist, she already knew the secret of the Vientiane body, "I guess, a woman's intuition has always been very accurate." ”

The immortal bird jumped on the shoulder of the witch bell, and the witch bell glanced at it, and saw that it was covered with a layer of invisibility, and it looked very low-key, "Not bad, yes, lest you fly around the venue and show others your tail hair." ”

"Wow, it's heart-piercing, master!" The immortal bird looked aggrieved and rubbed his neck, "My tail is so beautiful, in the whole world, is there a bird more beautiful than my tail hair?" Why don't you show it to others? Why, why, what......"

Wu Xiangling patted it on the head: "Noise, rambling, pluck your tail hair." ”

A certain bird is intimidated in seconds.

……

A few days later, at the alchemy conference, the flower fat mist ended in failure and was persecuted to death by the Dugu clan.