The aura is lucky, the spiritual power is highly concentrated, and the palm of the right hand is stretched out straight and placed in front of the chest. In the palm of his hand, there was gradually a hint of burning, and a small golden flame appeared out of thin air, to be precise, it came out of the palm of his hand.

The door of the secret room was closed, and Mo Hang was alone inside, undisturbed by the outside world. His eyes were fixed on the small flame, and his left palm shook above it, as if he were caressing a treasure in the air.

Seeing that the small flame was very stable, he accelerated the flow of spiritual power in the meridians, wanting to enhance its burning tendency.

The spiritual power here can also be called Reiki. Learning to turn the spirit, the long-term conversion between the aura and the elements, the two are locked and connected, and their essence is the same kind, but the name is different.

The small flame slowly strengthened as Mo Hang thought, but before it entered the state, it felt that the backup was insufficient, and it was extinguished instantly.

Seeing this, Mo Hang shook his head helplessly and sighed, I don't know how many times he failed after learning fire control.

Mo Hang is not a person who is in a hurry, and he has enough patience for some things. Ponder carefully, slowly comprehend, and lay a good foundation, so as not to leave latent obstacles for future improvement.

A week has passed, and Mo Hang has not spent all his time practicing fire control techniques, he still has to improve his cultivation to make himself stronger.

On the day Mu Ruyu left, he often thought of her.

The scene of farewell is vividly remembered. Mu Ruyu's smiling face and sad appearance with tears always come to mind. He will not forget that in four years, there is one thing waiting for him to accomplish. He wants Mu Ruyu to always have a smile on his face and not to have any sadness.

After many failures, Mohang also has enough understanding of fire production. He was still like that, holding a small flame in his right palm and shaking in his left palm, and this time, the flame gradually grew stronger and grew larger. From a small flame to a cluster of flames, it emits a dazzling light and scorching heat.

However, this first success made him lose his bearings. Master Gale only taught Mo Hang to produce fire like this, and he didn't mention the next three steps. Seeing the flames in the palm of his hand, it was getting bigger and bigger, and the temperature emitted was getting higher and higher, making Mo Hang sweat profusely.

At the critical juncture, Mohang was in a hurry to generate wisdom and stop the operation of spiritual power in the meridians. The source was cut off, and the growth of the flame disappeared, but it was not extinguished, and the heat was exuding, which made Mohang embarrassed. He walked around the chamber, his right palm not knowing where to put it, and the cluster of flames clinging to it posed a great threat.

In a fit of anxiety, Mo Hang suddenly had a flash of inspiration and came up with a clever plan. He took out a basin of water from the pendant and pressed it into it with the palm of his right hand holding the flames.

"Snort. ”

The flames were extinguished, and the basin of clear water was evaporated. Mo Hang slowly withdrew his palm, looked at it, and was stunned. I saw that the palms of my hands were red and tender, as if they had been roasted.

Mo Hang blew lightly a few breaths, and a trace of coolness spread to the palm of his hand, but he still couldn't hide the intense burning pain. In a hurry, he rushed out of the secret room to find ointment to wipe his palms.

A few days later, the redness and swelling on Mo Hang's hands had subsided a lot, and he took the initiative to go to Master Gale's courtyard to seek a cultivation method for fire control.

Since that tragic day, Mohang has not practiced fire production again. One is because of his red and swollen palms, and the other is because he doesn't know what to do after the fire. If there is no way, his poor palm will be baked again.

In the forging room, Master Gale stared at Mo Hang's right palm and couldn't help laughing, "Hehe, what's wrong with you?

"Don't make fun of me. I made it like this, and I blame you for not teaching me what to do when I produce a fire. ”

"Isn't it just a fire after a fire? I told you, right?"

"With just those two words, I know how to get angry?"

"Oh, hehe, that's my negligence. Why didn't you remind me?"

"How did I know to ask this...... "Depressed, extremely depressed, Mo Hang's voice suddenly raised a lot.

Still smiling, Master Gale said, "So, you came today just to blame me and harm you?"

Mo Hang's raised breath suddenly calmed down, his face returned to calm, and said, "No, I'm here to ask you to teach me how to get out of the fire and what to do after the fire." ”

"When the fire comes out, it's the fire control. ”

"I don't just want those two words, you know. ”

"Well, yes, I understand. For your red hoof's sake, I'll teach you. ”

"Thank you. As soon as he said this, he felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly said, "What red hooves? ”

The Gale Master smiled indifferently.

Ignoring Mo Hang's complaints, he stretched out his right palm and placed it flat in front of him. Then, a small golden flame appeared in the palm of the hand. As if the flames grow when they touch air, they quickly grow in size and become flames.

Master Gale pressed his palm against the furnace in the room, and shouted in his mouth, "Go." I saw that the fiercely burning flame flew very obediently towards the furnace and drilled into it.

Mo Hang threw away the distractions in his heart and stared intently at the Gale Master, memorizing his every movement in his mind.

The flame broke away from the palm of his hand and drilled into the Ding furnace, and the Gale Master said to Mo Hang: "Do you see clearly? ”

"Well, I see. ”

"Then you can try. ”

"Good. "Seeing that Master Gale completed the two steps of fire production and fire generation so easily, Mohang was full of confidence. The last tragic encounter was thrown out of the clouds, and he told himself that he just didn't know what to do at the time.

It was quite easy to complete the fire, and the right palm that had not yet completely subsided was holding a cluster of flames, and Mo Hang followed the method of Master Gale and pushed towards the Ding Furnace. However, Flame was disobedient, and it liked Mohang too much to leave.

Mo Hang pushed out a few more palms, but the flames still refused to leave, emitting a scorching heat, making his palms hurt. He was anxious and shouted, "Master." ”

Seeing that Mo Hang couldn't get rid of the flames, Master Gale stretched out his palm and pulled it back at will. I saw that the cluster of flames that was extremely fond of Mo Hang abandoned him and flew towards the Gale Master.

The flames flew onto the palm of the Gale Master, and with a gentle push, the flames broke away again and flew towards the Ding Furnace.

Mo Hang made a bitter face and said, "Master, I pushed it, but it refused to go." ”

"Hehe, take your time, and when it is obedient, it will naturally do what you want. ”

"Hmm. Mo Hang calmed down and began to produce fire again. The first few times, the flame still refused to leave, and it was only with the help of the Gale Master that his poor palm was not baked again.

Later, the flame was pushed out by Mohang. However, it did not fly towards the Ding Furnace, but as soon as it was separated, it fell to the ground.

The ground is a slate, and if it is a general flame with no combustibles, it will be extinguished very quickly. But the flames generated by this spiritual power, the resistance is tenacious, and it still burns violently. In a hurry, Mo Hang took out the water and poured it on it, so that the flames were extinguished. However, the otherwise dry ground became wet.

The Gale Master stared at Mo Hang with interest. Mo Hang said with a smile: "It's too hot, splash some water to cool down." ”