Jiang Qi listened to Taishang Laojun's words, raised his hand without hesitation, and touched the red qi machine that was close at hand, bound by the flames.

There was a strange smell of this qi machine, Jiang Qi's hand reached into it, and he didn't feel anything.

But the next moment.

Jiang Qi's gaze fell on his hand, the hand that had made contact with the red qi machine.

The hand was drying up, the muscles were losing their strength, and they were no longer full and fluorescent, and in almost the blink of an eye, the skin and bones were left in that hand.

Then, the wrinkled old skin withered and fell off, and the white bones were exposed for only a moment, like charred leaves, and were swept away by the wind of fire, leaving only ashes.

Another blink of an eye, as if, no, it was time lapse, and the hand was full and faintly silvery again.

But in the next moment, the hand became smaller and smaller, and in the blink of an eye, it became the palm of a baby, and then slowly turned into a pink blood-red embryo, and finally turned into meaningless powder again.

And then it followed with the passage of time, and the hand grew again, and it was the withered flesh and bones.

Withered, normal, young.

One time period after another changes in Jiang Qi's hands, and every time he changes, Jiang Qi's wrist will be dyed with a trace of blood.

At the same time, the surrounding flames became even more intense, and Jiang Qi's hair and eyebrows, which had just grown back because of the foundation of the jade bone, were burned again.

As if as a signal, the time flow of the hand in the red gas machine became faster, and the hands of different time periods began to appear frequently and switch in the blink of an eye.

Time seems to have lost its meaning, Jiang Qi doesn't know how long it has been, and time is circulating in Jiang Qi's hands.

"Snort"

The flame was extinguished.

Jiang Qi came back to his senses, and the surroundings were no longer hot with fire in his breath, but indescribably cool.

"Come out."

In his ears, Lao Jun's kind laughter came.

When Jiang Qi heard this, he turned into a divine light and left the gossip furnace.

As soon as he came out, Jiang Qi summoned an immortal cloud to envelop his body.

Jiang Qi breathed a sigh of relief and began to look at the magical power he had just obtained, or rather, the magic weapon that carried the supernatural power.

The artifact was on his right wrist, where a red snake swirled.

The clawed, spiky, one-eyed red snake is vivid, biting its tail with its sharp and fine teeth.

Ouroboros.

Jiang Qi tried to shake his hand, and found that this Ouroboros red snake had no weight, more like a tattoo, but it was fuller than ordinary tattoos.

"This is the Candle Dragon?"

Jiang Qi looked at his wrist muttering to himself, he could feel the power of time, but the supernatural power was not very closely connected with his divine sense.

It's like there's a wall between them.

If Jiang Qi wanted to use the power of the candle dragon, he needed to make a hole in the wall, and he had to close it immediately after using it.

For example, if the real talent is the hand, when the mind moves, it can be used naturally.

The [Dao Feng] is the glove on the hand, which is not considered to be on one's own hand, but it is similar, but the form is somewhat different.

And this [candle dragon] is holding a pair of chopsticks in his hand, and the chopsticks are holding a spoon.

Jiang Qi can use it to drink water and eat, and he can be sure that this is his own thing, but it will be more difficult to use, and it will take a lot of practice to master this strange imperial envoy method.

Much farther away than the relationship between gloves and hands.

But it works.

In a sense, Jiang Qi broke the law that a person can only have one natural supernatural power, but it doesn't count.

Because in a strict sense, Jiang Qi has not had his own talent so far.

It can be said that even if it is a great Tianzun, it has to be suppressed by the qi of Haotian Tower, so that it can be placed in the lower dantian a pseudo-natural supernatural power that can be used at will and can be separated at any time.

As for this [Candle Dragon], Taishang Laojun said at the beginning that this is a magic weapon, but the only function of this magic weapon is the [Candle Dragon] above.

In principle, Jiang Qi can roughly understand something.

The red snake is a spiritual qi machine, and Taishang Laojun uses the gossip furnace to refine it into the spirit of the magic weapon with the power that Jiang Qi can't understand.

Then, Jiang Qi himself, as the carrier of the spirit of this magic weapon, used this spirituality to use the candle dragon supernatural power.

It's easy to say, but it's not usually difficult to do.

Bagua furnace, Taishang Laojun, Da Tianzun, candle dragon spirituality.

In addition, there is a bearer who can comprehend the most complete and complete realm of mixed element and qi at any time.

It's not a big deal to get these elements together.

It is precisely in this way that a unique miracle of the Three Realms has been created.

With the body of one person, it carries two pseudo-innate supernatural powers that can be fully used, and they are both the kind that are top-notch in pseudo-innate supernatural supernatural powers.

At least externally.

Jiang Qi tried to raise his hand.

"Hiss"

With a strange sound like a snake hissing and a low roar, the Ouroboros red snake on Jiang Qi's wrist seemed to come to life, and the snake's mouth opened wide and began to spit out the body that had been eaten.

But no matter how much the red snake vomits, the body it eats is like endless, and it can't spit it out, and every time it spits out a part, it will eat a part of it repeatedly.

As a result, the Ouroboros has always been what it was.

It seemed to be futile, but Jiang Qi clearly felt that the [Candle Dragon] had been activated.

Jiang Qi turned his wrist slightly jerky.

Turn back the clock.

Suddenly, Jiang Qi's eyebrows and hair, which had been burned by the last flames, seemed to grow back again.

Or rather, from ashes back to the way it was.

Jiang Qi's own time has been partially retraced.

After making this attempt, Jiang Qi did not end, but further twisted his wrist.

Trying to go back to the red gossip purple silk clothes that were burned at the beginning.

But this time it failed.

In the final analysis, the fairy clothes are foreign objects, and the difficulty of going back to foreign objects and going back to itself is not of an order of magnitude.

From this, Jiang Qi also came to a conclusion that if he wanted to be like Ao Luo, he still had a long way to go if he wanted to use the [Candle Dragon] magic power to act on other creatures or items.

After all, this is a magic weapon, not an instinctive gifted supernatural power like an arm.

"Little Jiang Daoyou, let's wear this first."

The golden-horned boy ran over, holding an ordinary-looking robe in his hand.

He didn't call Jiang Qi his nephew.

This is the difference between a boy and a disciple, Jiang Qi calls him a polite and pattern, and if he is on a donkey, he is arrogant.

This is the same whether it is a Taoist sect, a Buddhist sect, or other major sects.

Of course, there are special cases, such as the white crane boy named Tongzi, who is actually a personal heir.

"Thank you, Uncle Golden Horn."

Jiang Qi took the robe and draped it on his body, this robe was made of ordinary linen, and it could even be said to be shoddy, with obvious signs of wear.

"This is what the old man wore when he sent a letter to Guguan and turned Hu into a Buddha."

Golden Horn added with a smile.

When Jiang Qi heard this, he immediately decided that this robe had to be brought back to the temple of the goddess to be offered.

This is no different from the holy relic, or even higher-end.

At this time, Xu heard the movement in front of him, and Miao Yin also walked over, glanced at Jiang Qi, seemed to think of something, unconsciously looked up and down, and then lowered his eyes with a slight redness at the root of his ears.

"Lao Dao is busy, you two little dolls also have to do one thing for Lao Dao."

Lao Jun looked at Jiang Qi and Miaoyin, and kicked the gossip furnace with his legs.

Without waiting for Jiang Qi and Miaoyin to reply, he continued to speak on his own.

"At the beginning, the monkey head kicked over the stove of Lao Dao, and a fire brick flew to the world, and the two boys of Lao Dao changed a brick, but in the end it was not as resistant to burning as the original one."

"You two, go and get the bricks back."

"Lest the old Taoist refining a pill have to worry about the fire bricks burning and collapsing the floor."

(End of chapter)