"That's pretty much it, if you keep up any longer, you'll really die!"

Just when Feng Xue was still tirelessly rubbing her will, Lin Qiu's voice suddenly came into Zhihai.

Sound transmission is a technique that directly transmits sound to the target to achieve intra-brain communication, but it is extremely suitable to be used here at this time.

Hearing Lin Qiu say this, Feng Xue also understood that his body in reality really couldn't last too long, precipitating his spirit, and constructing a picture of the two iron rods colliding suddenly in his mind.

Without too much preparation, no worry or hesitation, at the same time as the thought occurred, everything in the sea of knowledge had already changed.

"Bang!"

A deafening loud bang exploded in the sea of knowledge, and countless sparks burst out, igniting the debris that Feng Xue had spent days polishing.

Just as metal powder is blown into the flame of a candle, the intense light and smoke light up in the sea of knowledge, as if a great sun is being born.

Fortunately, Feng Xue in Zhihai did not have visual perception in the conventional sense, otherwise the light and shadow effect of this moment alone would be enough to blind his eyes.

But Feng Xue was not affected by such a picture, he still continued to meditate, and stuffed his mind iron bar into the scorching sun.

The perception was still covered by dazzling light, but Feng Xue could intuitively feel that her mind was heating up rapidly.

The burning continues, so does the heat up, and the mental iron bar has turned red, but it can still cool down at any moment.

But Feng Xue didn't plan to continue, the fire had been formed, and the next thing was to be stable.

The recipes that ignited the divine fire in the Samadhi True Fire were played one after another, and the internal qi in the dantian also poured into the sea of knowledge along the meridians.

The internal qi turned into illusory runes and pounced towards the red-hot mental iron bar, making an illusory "snort" sound.

"Boom!"

With a crisp sound of gold and iron, a fireball rose from the still burning flames, what looked like a red-hot nickel ball, but it was wrapped in a circle of golden flames.

It looks a bit like the molten molten eyeballs of demons in Western fantasy movies that I have seen on Earth, but they are more sacred and stable.

Sacred.

It may be a bit strange to put this word here, but this is Feng Xue's first impression of looking at this divine fire, nothing else, just the feeling that it seems to be eternal, and it can still be burned forever, so it deserves the word sacred.

In the end, a few spells were played, and the fire was like a round of tomorrow in the void, hovering above the sea of knowledge, bringing a faint light to the dim space, although before it was released, the divine fire should not have a temperature, but Feng Xue could feel the warm breath circulating around him.

"It's done!" Feng Xue stabilized her mind and slowly withdrew her consciousness from the sea of consciousness space, and when the spirit regained control of the body, it ushered in a kind of weakness that came from the bottom of the physical body.

Or rather, pure hunger.

"Chew a slice first, Qin'er has already gone to prepare lunch for you. Before Feng Xue could speak, a slice exuding a rich ginseng fragrance was stuffed into his mouth, and as the strength of the medicine spread, Feng Xue heard Lin Qiu's voice.

"How long have I been cultivating?" Feng Xue made a hoarse voice with her somewhat dry vocal cords, Lin Qiu brought a bowl of white porridge from the side, and as soon as the Samadhi True Fire rolled in the bowl, a faint white gas immediately floated out of the bowl.

"Seven days. Lin Qiu brought the porridge bowl to Feng Xue, scooped up a spoonful and blew it twice, and then sent it to his mouth.

"That, senior sister, I'll ...... myself" Feng Xue was a little uncomfortable with this battle, but Lin Qiu rolled her eyes gracefully, "It's good not to beat the bowl!"

Hearing Lin Qiu say this, Feng Xue noticed that his body was indeed thin and unpresentable.

If you don't eat or drink for seven days, even if your life is weak, you shouldn't be able to lose weight like this, but Feng Xue herself has practiced the secret art of qi and blood, and her consumption of food is even greater than that of ordinary people.

The entrance of the white porridge was just the right temperature to see the subtlety of the senior sister's control of the Samadhi True Fire, but now didn't seem to be the time to think about this, Feng Xue immediately took the pill of ginseng and quickly transformed the previous piece of ginseng into qi and blood.

"Master, lunch is coming!" Xu Qin's babbling voice came from outside the door, followed by the sound of the door being directly knocked open, and then, Xu Qin walked in with five or six monks dressed in uniform and who looked like staff, each holding a large food plate in their hands, in addition to chicken, duck and fish, there were even a few untransformed demon beasts - that Xu Qin had recently caught when he was on official duty.

"Didn't you say that you should make it lighter?" Lin Qiu frowned, very doubtful that Feng Xue's spleen and stomach could digest this greasy food, but Feng Xue had already recovered some mobility, moved her numb legs and feet, and waved her hand:

"It doesn't matter, as long as it's not iron pills and copper water, you can deal with it. ”

As he spoke, he reached out and scooped up a pork knuckle and took a big bite on it.

With the meat eating, Feng Xue's face is rapidly improving at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the skin that looks a little wrinkled due to the sudden thinness is also rapidly stretching, regaining its elasticity and luster.

Feng Xue is now as if a balloon has been reinflated, no matter how you look at it, there is a strong sense of unreality, but this unreality makes the eyes of a few little monks who deliver the food shine, as a monk in the spirit realm, there is nothing more exciting than seeing this "immortal method" with your own eyes.

Monks are also human beings, and they also need to have goals, although the talisman is powerful, but in the end, as long as it is painted, mortals can also use it, which is like modern earthlings seeing people release flames with their bare hands and seeing bazookas launched, obviously the latter is more powerful, but they will always feel that the former is more magical.

Now that these little monks saw such an obvious transcendent power, their hearts were further oriented to the Dao, and at the same time, they inevitably had a sense of joy that "when they go back, they will have a cow [beep] to blow".

However, these were Lin Qiu's calculations, and they didn't have much to do with Feng Xue, he just digested the dishes on the table at a speed that Zhu Bajie might not be able to catch up, and then ignited his qi and blood, and in his heart, ignited a blood-colored essence fire.

After the essence fire is condensed in the heart, the two will branch out into a tributary stream, go downstream along the meridian blood, and pour all the way into the dantian, turning into a golden and red fire lotus under the whirlpool of the air and sea.

The fire lotus was calcined, and from time to time, a trace of green smoke rose, and the already fine will of Pangu was refining at a speed unimaginable to ordinary monks, and while the whirlpool of the sea of qi became more and more pure and clear, there was also a stream of air flowing into the golden and red twin fires.

The air flow was like a cannon lead, attracting a flame into the air sea vortex, and with another round of magic tricks, a light blue fire formed in the center of the sea of knowledge vortex.

As soon as this fire was formed, it fed back along the line of fire, fused with the two-color flame, and turned into a red, blue and gold three-color fire lotus, which jumped energetically at the bottom of the dantian.

On this day, Feng Xue cultivated the Samadhi True Fire again!