The candle flame flickered, and the firelight and your Tan Jing's expectant gaze fell on Lu Xing's face, and the frowning eyebrows softened.

"I may be able to comprehend this Gulf Totem," Lu Xing said to Tan Jing, and then his mind sank, and the sword intent converged into a villain and appeared in the Mud Pill Palace.

Since Lu Xing can comprehend, I will help him...... Tan Jing raised her hand to take off the wooden hairpin in the bun, put it on her chest, just holding it with both hands, the word "Wen" on the top of the hairpin shone slightly, she mobilized the Haoran Qi in her chest to converge on the wooden hairpin through the meridians of both hands, and the light on the word "Wen" became brighter and brighter.

"Boom!" The stone chamber seems to be broken in an instant, the heaven and the earth are white, a bright drop of water drips, ripples on the surface of the lake, the water waves are like silk silk swinging, reflecting the colorful colors, such as a colorful picture.

If you move the perspective to the sky, you can see that the surface of the lake is mostly purple gold, with a purple-feathered bird on the left and a three-foot sword on the right.

"Hey! Finishing touch! Tan Jing's voice sounded in this world, and a finger that was long and wide fell, right at the Purple Feather Xuanniao.

A touch of righteousness floated out of the wooden hairpin, Wen Fuzi's steps were soft, his sleepy eyes were hazy, the back of his right hand was on his forehead, he opened his mouth slightly, and his voice carried a hint of lamentation: "My disciple is really, if it weren't for Old Man Chu who had to throw it to me, alas, ......"

Wen Fuzi's eyes were slightly raised, and he looked high in the sky through the gap between his fingers, and a purple-feathered bird flew in the sky, with a crisp call, like a bronze strike. His white and jade-like face hooked up an obtuse angle, and said: "Cymbals, the musical instrument of the Zhou Dynasty, Zhong Ming Ding Shi, is the first time I have seen it outside the book." ”

"Yes, it's worth the trip...... gentleman is gentle, Pei Yu Mingluan, at this time Wen Fuzi shouted as if he was a real person, and simply took a step on the lake, as if heaven and earth were playing for it. He looked up at the top of his head, and through the realm he saw two old men, who seemed to be ...... In a quarrel?

"Heh," Wen Fuzi smiled lightly, and his right hand sent out a touch of heroic righteousness, like a spirit snake, towards the purple feather Xuanyu in the sky.

Just a face, the white spirit snake transformed by Haoran Qi restrained the Purple Feather Xuanniao, the snake body was flexible, constantly squeezing the body of the Purple Feather Xuanniao, and after a while, the Purple Feather Xuanniao could not support it, and the flesh collapsed into purple gas, turning into a small statue, as thin as flower paper.

"Grebe, your inheritance in this world has long since disappeared, so you might as well leave it......"

Under Wen Fuzi's thoughts, the white snake bit the cormorant's flower paper and returned to his wrist. His two jade fingers twisted the flower paper of the cormorant, and his eyes flashed slightly, as if he had recovered a little bit of energy, and took another step forward.

"Whoa!" The surface of the lake was shattered like a mirror, and the white world seemed to be unable to support the weight of Wen Fuzi's step, and it completely turned into nothingness.

The stone house was dimly lit by candles.

This teenager? Isn't it easy...... Surprise flashed in Wen Fuzi's eyes, and with a flick of his right hand, the cormorant's flower paper floated to Lu Xing's chest, and then passed through his clothes and was imprinted into Lu Xing's skin.

Wen Fuzi looked back at Tan Jing, who was holding the wooden hairpin with her eyes closed, the corners of her mouth fell, revealing an expression of crying and laughing: "This girl, how many times have I told you, don't use your natal supernatural powers outside the academy, you will be targeted by people with ulterior motives." ”

In the whisper, Wen Fuzi stretched out his right hand, his index finger and thumb clasped into a circle, like a bright moon, and shattered with a "grunt", leaving a red mark on Tan Jing's forehead.

"If he is an empty valley, heaven and earth are of one heart. Don't use your ability to know the rules, set taboos for the teacher, if you don't enter the Great Confucianism, just hide it outside. ”

The white clothes were light and thin, like a burned candle flame slowly dissipating, and a touch of Haoran righteousness condensed in Tan Jing's eyebrows, which was like a bird-like ink.

The darkness was thick, the stone house was silent again, and a pair of bright beautiful eyes slowly opened.

Tan Jing seemed to notice the ink on her forehead, put her fingers against her eyebrows, felt the shape of the ink, and muttered: "It's not a cormorant, it's a green luan." It's still my own master who understands me and knows that I don't like the cormorant who refines the body. ”

"It's Lu Xing'......" Tan Jing looked back at Lu Xing with closed eyes, the fingertips of her right hand slipped from the center of her eyebrows to the side of her face, and said: "Lu Xing's body is very poor, and the method of refining the body is just right for him." ”

She sat cross-legged in front of Lu Xing, and the oil lamp was placed on the ground between the two. Tan Jing stared at Lu Xing's face, as if she wanted to see the heart and liver of the man in front of her, her brows tightened and loosened, loosened and tightened, until her eyes were sour, and she suddenly withdrew her gaze.

As everyone knows, there is a fierce battle in the mud pill palace of Lu Xing.

In the Mud Pill Palace, the sword intent villain and the cormorant flower paper scuffled together, Lu Xing tightly condensed the three-point sword intent, which was comparable to the sword intent of the little grandmaster, and the combat power of the cormorant was greatly reduced after being compressed into the flower paper, and the two were inseparable.

Lu Xing's divine soul was still at the level of the Bao Dan realm, and it was already the limit to withstand three points of sword intent. He moved his muscles and bones to fight hand-to-hand with the cormorant flower paper, frankly speaking, he enjoyed this feeling very much, unlike using the divine soul to control the sword intent, the strong collision between the bodies made him extremely comfortable, and every blow was hearty.

Comfortable...... The sword intent villain stepped back, grabbed a roll of parchment out of thin air, and pondered it carefully. After enjoying it, it's time to get down to business.

The parchment paper records the method of cultivating the cormorant totem, which is a body refining formula. There are six layers in total, but the parchment only records the first three layers, which are divided into the Divine Fire Realm, the Open Fire Realm, and the Karmic Fire Realm.

The Divine Fire Realm is the entry level of cultivation, taking the mind as the guide, burning the divine fire, and practicing the mind.

The open fire realm is a layer that must be practiced after the divine fire realm, with the essence as the guide, burning out the open flame, and the main body.

After completing the two layers, one inside and one outside, according to the records on the parchment, there is no order or superiority in the next four layers, and you should choose the cultivation that suits you.

The question is...... The so-called last three layers, a karmic fire realm is recorded on the parchment, and there is no choice for Lu Xing.

The karmic fire realm is a layer of cultivation based on the number of lives, and it cannot be cultivated unless the destiny is deepened, otherwise the number of lives will collapse and the achievements will fall short.

Looking at the kung fu of the words on the parchment, the cormorant flower paper attacked again, Lu Xing dodged one by one, and then used his mind as a guide to run the hair gate of the Divine Fire Realm and ignited!

"Itchy!" This is Lu Xing's first feeling, like thousands of ants crawling in his heart.

"It hurts!" In just a moment's effort, Lu Xing only felt as if his heart was about to explode, and a monster was about to crash out of his heart.

Lu Xing's breathing was short, and the sword intent villain became flickering and dimming, retreating and retreating under the attack of the cormorants.

In the heart lake, the scolding voices of the people in the pavilion made the lake sway.

"Are you sick kid? If you want to suffer, don't take Lao Tzu with you! Yes...... It hurts—"

"Wenshan Illusion, come and save Lao Tzu, I can't stand it anymore, I'm going to have a heart attack-"

……

I don't know how long this scream lasted, the people in the pavilion only felt that life was like a year, and Wen Shan, who was usually relied on, did not come out to help at this moment, and he was so painful that he couldn't stand upright.

"This is ......" The person in the pavilion was lying weakly in the sea of red flowers, and his mind moved, and a light purple flame appeared at the index finger of his right hand, and he said in surprise: "This divine fire is a little interesting." ”

The people in the pavilion waved out the divine fire casually, and the divine fire transformed into a shape in the air, and a pretty maid with no wisps fell to the ground.

"Slave maid, I have seen the master," the pretty maid is fat and thin, her skin is as red as jade, and her breasts are heavy.

"Ahem," the pavilion man pretended to cough, pinned his head to the side, quickly took off his white robe, and said, "Put it on quickly." ”

The pretty maid put on a white robe, and the belt was knotted around her waist, like a tent, barely covered it, and tried to say, "Thank you, master." ”

Only then did the people in the pavilion look back at the pretty maid, nodded with satisfaction, and sighed lightly: "In the future, you will be bitter." ”

……

Inside the Mud Pill Palace.

The sword intent villain was wrapped in lilac divine fire, grabbed the attacking cormorant with one hand and grabbed it, the flames ignited on the cormorant flower paper, and the two of them were instantly wrapped in divine fire.

The cormorant flower paper seems to have no ability to resist in the divine fire, except for screaming and screaming, it can only be slaughtered by others.

Soon, the cormorant flower paper was completely devoured by the divine fire, and the purple of the inner flame was much thicker.

In the middle of the Divine Fire Realm, the Divine Fire can be separated from the body.

Lu Xing's mind moved, the sword intent villain dissipated, and the divine fire lived alone in the Mud Pill Palace, it continued to expand, and it seemed to want to take the entire Mud Pill Palace for itself.

At this time, two flying swords rushed into the Mud Pill Palace, which was the sun and the moon. They surrounded the Divine Fire, and after a while, the Divine Fire was defeated and retreated, restoring the scale of ordinary flames.

The sun and moon flying swords drew circles around the Mud Pill Palace, as if they were demarcating the territory.

Stone chamber

Lu Xing, who had closed his eyes for a long time, finally opened his eyes, his eyes were bright, and there seemed to be a faint purple qi.

"Jing'er, I have comprehended the Gulf Totem and stepped into the middle stage of the Divine Fire Realm."

"Ah...... Okay," Tan Jing held her chin with her right hand and rubbed her hazy eyes.

Lu Xing stepped forward with his right hand, took Tan Jing's left hand, pulled her to stand up, and said, "Look at it, we can go out." ”

"Hmm...... Okay," Tan Jing pressed the back of her right hand against her forehead, sleepy. The appearance of this back is really the same as that of Master Wen.

"Divine fire, out!" Lu Xing threw the divine fire in his hand towards the stone wall above his head, and after the divine fire touched the stone wall, it spread along the gap where the cormorant was carved, and a purple cormorant suddenly came to life.

"Boom!" Rough listening is like a broken joint, and careful listening is like ringing a bell in a deep valley. The top of the stone chamber was dusty, and the mural of the cormorant broke free from the stone wall and flew outside the stone room.

Suddenly there was a big hole in the sky, and there was no light outside, and it looked like the night sky.

The two of them jumped out of the hole on the top and stood on the stone house, the surrounding area was dark and dead, the place where the chains came from was swallowed by the void, and the eight iron chains hung the stone house high in the void, and there was almost no place to stay except for the stone house.

Lu Xing looked up at the sky, and countless stars outlined two completely different picture scrolls, and where the picture scrolls touched, the light was shining.

"Land travel! Why are you here, if you cultivate Haoran Qi, you should be teleported to the palace. The sound of questioning came from a distance, and a master wearing a high scarf and a long red shirt stepped into the air, holding a three-foot sword horizontally in his hand.

"Yo, boy, you can activate the Globul Statue! No, with your breath, you have cultivated a divine fire! An unkempt old man dressed in a badly dressed animal fur sweater exclaimed, and the shock in his eyes could be seen from afar on the stone statue of the cormite that had escaped from his feet.

"Kid Lu Xing, I've seen two seniors." Lu Xing took a step forward, protected Tan Jing behind him, and arched his hand.