The moon and stars are scarce, and when Qin Wuxi sighed in his heart, it was already late at night, the lights of the Qin family had been extinguished, many clansmen had already fallen asleep, and there were only a few houses left in the entire Qingyun City that were still slightly flickering with lights.

Although it was late at night, Qin Wuxi was not sleepy, his father-in-law's expectations and trust in him, his own longing for his father and mother, and his pursuit of the world's strong man undoubtedly deeply stimulated him, and the hot-blooded heart of a teenager was flourishing at this time. He knew that he needed to become stronger, strong enough to be unstoppable, strong enough to move the world.

Moaning slightly, Qin Wuxi sat cross-legged peacefully, his hands clasped together in front of him, his fingers interlocked, his eyes closed, and began his daily cultivation of gathering sources and rushing pulses, the breeze blew gently, Qin Wuxi's mind was completely immersed in his body, and slowly, a trace of heaven and earth source power continued to surge from all directions, and then entered his body.

Following the direction of the meridians, Qin Wuxi's mind continued to gather the source power of heaven and earth, and then constantly guided the source force to wash his own meridians, in the past three years, Qin Wuxi would guide the source force to wash his nine meridians every day, praying that one day he could open up the source mansion and step into the condensation source realm, but the reality has always disappointed him, but he never gave up.

It didn't take long for the source power to pour in, Qin Wuxi stopped absorbing the source power of heaven and earth, at this time, the source power in his body had reached the maximum amount he could bear, and if he continued to attract it, the meridians in his body would most likely be burst, and then he would really only be able to become a waste person who couldn't even cultivate, and it would be too late to cry.

In less than a cup of tea, Qin Wuxi's forehead oozed a little beads of sweat, the expression on his face also showed a little pain, his body was even trembling slightly, and the huge source power in his body was washing away his nine meridians.

The meridians in the human body are very fragile themselves, and the source force washes out the meridians in order to improve the strength of the meridians and lay the foundation for future cultivation, but the pain caused by the expansion of the meridians is not something that ordinary people can endure, and there are also many cultivators who can only stay in the Gathering Source Realm for life because they can't bear the pain caused by the source qi rushing pulses.

Half an hour later, Qin Wuxi opened his bloodshot eyes violently, his body couldn't help but bend forward, and then he coughed violently, and after the big gasp of breath calmed down a little, Qin Wuxi spread his arms and lay down on the grass behind him in a large shape, gradually breathing slowly.

For the past three years, he would try to gather the source pulse every day in an attempt to open up the source mansion, so every day for the past three years, he would endure the pain caused by the pulse, but he was never discouraged. Looking at the starry sky with firm eyes, he thought: "If it doesn't work for three years, it will be ten years, and if it doesn't work for ten years, it will be twenty years, and I don't believe that I will always stop here."

Looking at the bright moon hanging high in the sky, his eyes flashed with some light, his right hand followed his waist, took out a flute from his waist, and then put it to his mouth, and gently blew it.

, is Qin Wuxi on weekdays nothing to learn by himself, a simple and simple bamboo flute, is the most important sustenance in his heart, a Xiao can level business, a Xiao can know people's hearts, every time he blows the flute, he can find himself in his own flute, calm, pure heart and few desires, why not a kind of free and easy.

The melodious sound of the flute slowly spread from the top of the mountain, and the originally silent night sky resounded like the sound of the flute. The sound of the flute is soft and clear, fresh and pleasant, it sounds extremely comfortable and pleasant, the emotions contained in the sound of the flute naturally come from the mood of the blower, the mood is sad, the sound of the flute conveys a natural sadness, the heart is happy and happy, and the sound of the flute is naturally beautiful and happy.

The sound of the flute began to change gradually, and the calm joy contained in the sound of the flute began to fade away, replaced by an indescribable feeling of longing. If it was said that it was cheerful and gentle just now, then now it is gentle and calm, and what the sound of the flute conveys is like a wanderer's homesickness, orphans' homesickness, and there is a faint trace of remembrance in it, as if Qin Wuxi is missing his parents.

When the sound of the flute stopped, everything was quiet, Qin Wuxi's heart had already calmed down, his eyes were as deep as the current night sky, he stared at the bright moon in the sky, and he didn't know what he was thinking...

"Huh?"

"What's that?"

Qin Wuxi stood up suddenly, rubbed his eyes, and saw that the originally gray starry sky in his field of vision suddenly appeared a bright light at this time, the bright light did not know where it suddenly appeared, and the gorgeous light tail was very eye-catching in this dark night, like the green in the ten thousand flowers, and it was as conspicuous as standing out from the crowd, but when it appeared, Qin Wuxi felt that the originally quiet and stable Heaven and Earth Source Force suddenly became turbulent for some reason, and there was a faint kind of violent fluctuation brewing, the bright light flew extremely fast, and after a while Qin Wuxi could see it clearly with the naked eye, Qin Wuxi blinked his eyes, and observed him carefully for a while, but his eyes slowly became sluggish with the gradually clear picture, that seems to be...... Is it a fire?

Running in the sky?

The sluggishness in his eyes gradually turned into horror, how could it be? How could the fire fly? Could it be a ghost fire? Could it be that it was haunted in the middle of the night? However, that cluster of flying flame krypton didn't care about Qin Wuxi's inner thoughts, the flame with a brilliant light tail flew in front of Qin Wuxi's eyes, with a high-speed wind pressure, crushing the innocent trees on the ground to bend over, with a loud bang, accompanied by the sound of trees collapsing, that fire also landed in the forest not far from Qin Wuxi, and a golden ripple-like fluctuation spread out, setting off a storm.

The moonlit night was dark, but the place where the sky fire landed shimmered faintly, and it was easy to detect.

Qin Wuxi patted his chest and gasped softly, fortunately, it was already late at night, and this was a back mountain, so few people would come here, otherwise I am afraid that it would have caused a commotion at this time!

After carefully looking at the place where Tianhuo landed for a while, and found that nothing abnormal had happened, Qin Wuxi jumped off the top of the mountain, and flew around the mountain with a vigorous body, this is his favorite place to come, no matter up or down the mountain, he has climbed countless times, and he has already memorized the mountain road, so even in the dark moonlit night, he can walk freely.

Coming to the foot of the mountain, Qin Wuxi ran wildly all the way, the pitch-black bushes kept retreating in the field of vision, straight to the place where the heavenly fire landed In a pitch-black forest, there was a flame of unknown origin that was emitting a faint light, like a candle in the wind, dying.

But even the faint light stood out in a dark moonlit night, and Qin Wuxi followed the light, the wind under his feet, and after passing through the trees and bushes, he soon came to the place where the flames fell.

Cautious by nature, he gradually slowed down, followed the slight light to look, after seeing the sky fire just now, he did not immediately step forward, his eyes looked around the place where the sky fire landed, the land illuminated by the light sank slightly, presumably caused by the rapid decline of the sky fire just now, and the trees next to it also collapsed, lying there horizontally, fortunately, the impact of the sky fire landing will shake the fallen trees away, away from the place where the sky fire is, otherwise it may burn this forest.

After confirming that there was no danger, Qin Wuxi slowly approached the Tianhuo step by step, and at the same time cautiously paid attention to the movements around him, although it was late at night now, the movement just now would inevitably alarm some sleeping beasts, it was better to be careful, after confirming that the surroundings were safe, Qin Wuxi stopped two steps away from the Tianhuo, and only when he was close to him did he really see the Tianhuo clearly.

In the faint light there was a burning flame, and the flame was not yellow like the usual lights, but a golden flame

"Golden flame, how can there be a golden flame in this world?" The scene in front of him really made Qin Wuxi a little unconvinced, when he was cultivating, there was a sudden Heavenly Fire in the sky, and the Heavenly Fire landed not far from him, and after getting closer, he found that the Heavenly Fire was actually a golden flame.

"Hey, what is this?"

There seemed to be something in the middle of the golden flame that flickered like a candle in the wind, and the strong curiosity made Qin Feng squat down and look at this golden flame more carefully. The flames flickered, but in a trance, Qin Wuxi gradually saw clearly the gray shadow in the golden flame, although the gray shadow was a little virtual and real, it was still more prominent in the faint light.

"It seems to be......... A figure?"