Tang Xi opened his eyes and saw a raging flame on his gray clothes. Tang Xi hurriedly ran the Xuanyin Technique and withdrew the heat wave that was being towed. Tang Xi's clothes were like being doused with fire oil, and they didn't have any effect at all. Tang Xi jumped out of the altar and walked towards the stairs behind him.

Tang Xi was like a burning man, his whole body was wrapped in flames. Tang Xi generally took off his clothes and rolled on the ground. After ten breaths, the flames were extinguished. Tang Xi stood up, and there was no clothes on his body except for his charred body. Even the jet-black hair on the top of his head seems to be missing.

The face covered in black smoke and dust has no expression to be seen. Only a pair of eyes as big as stars stared back and forth on the altar on the flames. Tang Xi picked up the piece of cloth on the ground that had not been burned and tied it around his waist, and found that the piece of cloth could not be covered at all. Tang Xi tore off the cloth and looked at the altar, seemingly very angry.

After calming down, Tang Xi carefully recalled the scene that had just appeared, and said secretly: "What went wrong." After thinking about it, Tang Xi didn't find any answer, so he patted his chest and abdomen, raised his courage, and jumped into the altar in the center of the molten slurry again.

With his previous clothes burned, Tang Xi was always vigilant. Tang Xi didn't want to, and accidentally burned again somewhere in his body, especially the black hair on the top of his head.

Luck dantian, both hands pinch. The palms are one, and the right palm turns into a fist. The left hand changed its fingers, pointing towards the boiling magma, and the left hand drew circles in the air, and a boiling molten lava the size of a fingernail swirled with Tang Xi's fingers, as if it was being pulled by some force. As Tang Xi's painting moved, the magma broke away and floated in front of Tang Xi.

Tang Xi clasped his palms together and slapped at the magma that fluttered in front of him like the size of a fingernail. There was a puff of green smoke, and the molten slurry disappeared, emitting a trace of heat. Tang Xi didn't stay, inhaled the hot air into his body, and followed the meridians into the dantian.

After the heat wave entered the dantian, the Xuanyin True Qi accumulated in Tang Xi's body enveloped it and began to devour it. Tang Xi did not stay, controlling the true qi of the dantian, separating the hot qi, sending it into the meridians, and integrating it into it. With a series of actions, Tang Xi didn't dare to be distracted in the slightest, and any mistake in it might cause a burning fire. Especially the hot gas separated from the dantian, if there is an accident, it is likely to go crazy.

Fortunately, when Tianchi Xuangui sent Tang Xi into the altar, he told everything. After Tang Xi refined a trace of lava, he showed excitement and said to himself: "That's right, but why did my clothes spontaneously combust just now." ”

Tang Xi was puzzled. In fact, the spontaneous combustion of clothes has nothing to do with Tang Xi's cultivation. It's just that before Tianchi Xuangui left, he didn't make it clear to Tang Xi, his clothes were easy to be burned in high temperatures for a long time, and Xuanyin Jue could only protect himself, and there was a time limit for protecting external objects.

Tang Xi let go of the incomprehension in his heart and began to pull a trace of lava again, inhaling it into his body. Over and over again, Tang Xi was immersed in cultivation.

Time passed quietly, and Tang Xi had mastered his cultivation method. From the time it took one tea to refine a drop of lava, now it only takes half a cup of tea to complete. There is no time to cultivate, maybe Tang Xi is too immersed to even feel hungry.

When Tang Xi opened his eyes again, three days had passed. Tang Xi, who was sitting on the altar, didn't know what time it was, maybe it was because in the altar, it was like this for twelve hours a day. Or maybe Tang Xi was so focused that he forgot everything.

When Tang Xi opened his eyes, the hunger in his stomach made Tang Xi feel like he had been here for a long time. Tang Xi, who was sitting on the altar, was thinking about how to find something to eat, when at this moment, a burst of flames on the molten slurry flew out. The body is fiery red, the size of a palm, the same color as magma. It does look like a goldfish, but it has a pair of more wings than a goldfish.

"Is this the Flying Flame Fish that the Tianchi Xuan Turtle said?" Tang Xi exercised the technique, wrapped in the true qi of the Xuanyin Jue in his palm, and grabbed towards the flying flame fish.

The sound of "呑呑" sounded in Tang Xi's hand. Suddenly, Tang Xi felt that what he was grasping in his palm was not a flying flame fish at all, but a handful of flames. The pain from the palm of his hand made Tang Xi have to strengthen his strength, and then there was a cracking sound in Tang Xi's hand. It turned out to be the flying flame fish in his hand, and he was pinched and exploded by Tang Xi's Xuanyin skill.

Tang Xi threw the pinched and exploded flame fish on the altar in front of him, and the broken skin of the flame fish was roasted by the high temperature of the lava. Tang Xi carefully got a little fish meat from the flying flame fish. Tang Xi found that the temperature of the fish was not high, so he threw it directly into his mouth.

Tianchi Xuan Turtle once confessed that there is a flying flame fish in the magma in the altar, when you are hungry, catch one, you can satisfy your hunger, and the flying flame fish contains a large amount of lava wave energy, the fish meat is warm and clothed, easy to refine, and can also increase power. Tang Xi thought it was a lie, but he didn't think he could really meet it.

The flying flame fish meat enters the mouth of Tangxi, and the meat is delicious, just like a river fish. Tang Xi originally thought that after the death of the Flying Flame Fish, there would be no high temperature, but when his fingers touched the golden skin of the fish, Tang Xi's fingers felt a burning sensation again.

"It turns out that this fish is not afraid of molten slurry, all because of this golden skin. Tang Xi seemed to understand something. Tang Xi separates the skin from the flesh and then throws the skin into the lava.

The palm-sized flying flame fish was swallowed by Tang Xi, Tang Xi felt more energetic, and the hunger in his abdomen disappeared. It's just that there is still a kind of heat in the abdomen, which rushes against the body and makes it feel very uncomfortable. Tang Xi jumped from the altar to the steps, he couldn't burp if he wanted to, he couldn't fart if he wanted to, and he was very uncomfortable.

"It's so uncomfortable, could it be that the old turtle will also lie to me!" Tang Xi sat cross-legged on the steps, running exercises to resist the heat surging up and down his body.

"No, didn't the old turtle say that the Flying Flame Fish contains a large amount of mild heat waves, as long as it is refined. After Tang Xi calmed down, he remembered the words of Tianchi Xuan Turtle.

Tang Xi didn't say a word, compressed the hot gas running up and down his body, separated it into small parts, and sent it into the meridians. Four hours later, Tang Xi refined all the hot gas of the Flying Flame Fish. After the heat disappeared, Tang Xi did not feel unwell, but felt much more energetic.

Tang Xi returned to the altar and began to continue cultivating. Tired, Tang Xi went back to the steps to adjust slightly. When he is hungry, Tang Xi will catch a flying flame fish. Before he knew it, Tang Xi had spent several days inside the lava altar.

Far away in Taoyuan Village, Han Ningzhu, these days, is sullen. Maybe it's because of the lack of Tang Xi, the entire Han family is much quieter.

These days, Han Ningzhu has asked Han's mother countless times about Tang Xi's news, but all he has received is an unknown answer. Han Ningzhu even suspected that he would never see Tang Xi again in this life.

"Coward, where have you been, why haven't you shown up yet, I'm leaving here tomorrow, as long as you show up, I'm willing to apologize to you!" Han Ningzhu took the bamboo sword in his hand, and a tear slipped from his eyes.