What is eaten in his mouth is what Jiang Ping recognized this reason, put the "Stabbing Sword Technique" into the storage bag, and directly took the "Fire Control Technique" to study it.

Fire control is actually to turn the aura into a flame attack, and the aura is the basis of the flame, but the strength of the flame depends on the monk's cultivation.

The flames that Qi refining cultivators can turn into are almost the same as the flames that ordinary trees turn into when they are burning, they are all the third order of 'sub' fire, and flames such as flint and other flames that are specially used for alchemy belong to the three flames of 'ugly', which is a big step higher than the flames that Qi refining cultivators turn into.

Xu Deli exited the cave with interest, flew away from this peak, until he returned to his residence, picked out a white handkerchief, wiped off the beads of sweat on his forehead, he swept away the cave, there was no enemy, and went to the cave to look around with his eyes, and there were no strange monks here.

The old man drove Xu Deli out of the cave with a blank face.

When Xu Deli heard this, his face showed ecstasy, and he hurriedly bowed and shouted: "Thank you, Ancestor, the disciple of Ancestor's great kindness is unforgettable!"

The old man said softly: "This is a soul-fixing pill, you should know the preciousness of this pill, right?"

The middle-aged Xu Deli caught it and looked at the old man respectfully.

The old man nodded with a blank face, his divine sense swept the middle-aged man's middle dantian, the middle-aged man did not dare to resist at all, the old man saw that in the field of earth spirits, three emerald green rhizomes were topped with three tender leaves, and he whispered happily in his heart: "Very good, very good!" He flicked his sleeves, and a small white jade bottle floated over.

"Yes," the middle-aged man bowed, maintaining a respectful look: "Ancestor, the disciple has been stuck in the late stage of Qi refining for a long time, and has not been able to send out the spiritual buds The degree to the middle dantian watered in the soil spirit, once or twice really do not feel any changes, but to the tenth person, the disciple found that the earth spirit absorbed by the qi into the spirit of the spirit, there are signs of urging the spirit to move, the disciple is overjoyed, even suck nearly a hundred girls of the element, the spirit of the aura will absorb it, into the essence of the spirit of the aura to pull out three buds, and the three leaves have begun to take shape, the disciple has tried to use the aura watering, but there is no effect, the disciple has no choice, had to continue to take the girl yuan, until the two hundred and forty people, the disciple of the earth spirit of the field, the three leaves have completely grown into growth, and then sucked more than 30 people, but there is no change, it should be to the limit。 The disciple didn't dare to eat the three leaves easily, so he had to return to the ancestor to recover his life. ”

"Stand up and speak in detail. ”

The middle-aged man raised his head, bowed with joy on his face, and replied, "Back to the ancestor, this method is effective." ”

"Xu Deli, how is this method?" the old man asked.

In a blue-green cave in the bluestone gate, a middle-aged monk knelt on the ground, and opposite him was an old man with crane hair and a childish face.

He limped and disappeared into the depths of Qingle Palace.

Liu Jin raised his head, looked at Jing Chuyan's departing shadow, and whispered a few words in his mouth, but no one heard him. He touched his calf bone and found that it had been misplaced, he endured the severe pain, broke it hard, and the bone joint was reset with a click.

After speaking, a white veil covered her pretty face, and Lianbu moved away as quickly as possible.

Jing Chuyan glanced at him and said coldly: "Let me see you secretly observing me in the future, I don't care that you are my father's apprentice, some are using methods to fix you, do you hear?"

"Division...... Senior sister ......" Liu Jin gasped with a look of awe.

"Okay, I have a lot of backbone. Jing Chuyan collected her domineering momentum, and Liu Jin suddenly gasped.

"Bang ......" Liu Jin's bones and joints made a crisp sound, as if they were broken.

Liu Jin showed a look of pain, his legs were about to bend down, and the stubbornness in his heart swelled up, trying to make his legs support the pillar.

"Are you spying on me in secret?" Jing Chuyan's eyes were sharp, cutting Liu Jin's face like a knife, and a terrifying aura pressed on Liu Jin like a wall.

Liu Jin was startled, and slowly walked out from the back of the house, not daring to look up at Jing Chuyan, and slowly walked over.

Jing Chuyan saw a person dodging in the corner of the room, and disappeared in an instant, her consciousness quickly swept away, "Liu Jin?" She had a pretty face and asked, "Get out!"

She saw that Jiang Ping was contemplating her cultivation again, and she turned her head and walked back with confidence.

And in the corner of Qingle Palace, Jing Chuyan secretly observed Jiang Ping, she saw Jiang Ping turn the flames out, she breathed a sigh of relief, and the person's small mouth opened and closed lightly: "Jiang Ping, Jiang Ping, you are really powerful, it took three days to turn the flames out, I was not far inferior to you in the late stage of Qi refining, maybe only the senior brother can compare with you." ”

"The initial flame has been successful, just continue to input the aura to keep the flame burning, but don't be complacent, this is just the first use of the flame, and then there is the flame turned into a hummingbird, and the hummingbird spews out a small fire, scorching the heavens and the earth. And the fire in the mouth of the hummingbird can reach the fourth level, which is the highest in the qi refining period. Jiang Ping thought in his heart and focused more on the cultivation of fire control techniques.

Until the aura burns out, the flames slowly disappear.

A rich aura flew into the air, Jiang Ping's internal exercises were running extremely fast, his eyes were staring at this aura, and suddenly a wisp of aura turned into a red flame with a bang, Jiang Ping was not surprised but rejoiced, and was just about to turn other aura into flames, and the suddenly burning flame was extinguished again. Jiang Ping scolded himself and got carried away, and sent out a breath of aura, under the control of the exercises, the aura slowly turned into red flames, and in the reckless mountains, the flames of Xiong Lie were reflected in the water of the jade lake, and the March moon in the sky was reflected in the light.

Jiang Ping sank down and practiced the fire control technique for three days before he began to try to turn the aura into flames.

Jiang Ping wanted to practice the results as soon as he ran the exercises, and he was really anxious. Jiang Ping reflected on his own mistakes and silenced his impetuous heart.

Just like a mortal general marching to battle, desperately comparing tens of thousands of soldiers to flames outside, the art of war that the general is familiar with is the practice of fire control. If you don't have a good understanding of the art of war, how can you control a sergeant to win a battle?

He re-activated the practice of fire control, which is the foundation of spells, and this method is not the main method to improve the cultivation of monks, but the root of spell control.

"Since it's right, let's practice more, am I not as good as the state of mind of being a martial artist at the beginning? Recently, it has been smooth sailing, which has made me more and more impetuous, but this point should not be, I should reflect on it, so let's start with fire control." ”

Jiang Ping was depressed, stabilized his mind, put a trace of restlessness behind, collected the aura in the air, and studied the details contained in the book to confirm that he had not made a mistake in practice.

Jiang Ping tried several times, but they all failed, and he was dumbfounded. He thought that turning the aura into flames was something that could be easily captured, but he didn't want to fall on such a big heel.

But the aura mass in the air was unmoved, and there was not even a trace of it.

Jiang Ping ran the exercises, his palm was raised, and an aura flew out of his hand, staying in the air, Jiang Ping stared at the aura in the air tightly, and silently thought in his heart: "Change, you have changed!"

But before cultivating, you need to be able to turn your aura into flames.

After reading the book, Jiang Ping began to try to cultivate the first hummingbird fire.

Jiang Ping slowly finished reading the whole book, and found that when this technique explained how to cultivate, it was interspersed with many interesting stories, which was not uninteresting to read.

When Jiang Ping read this, he said funny: "Baked black by the phoenix? Hahaha, the monk who wrote this book is really nonsense, how can the temperature of the phoenix bird only be roasted black, I am afraid that the feathers of the black crow will not be retained." In the end, it is a myth and legend, just listen to it. ”

"This fire control technique is divided into three flame shapes, one is the hummingbird, it is small and smart, the attack is changeable, and it can be conjured into a number of formations to attack; the second is the lark firebird, which is transformed into a lark with spiritual energy, similar to the hummingbird, the number is much less, but the power of each lark is several times greater; the third is the crow, the legend is that the crow is the protector bird of the sacred bird phoenix, which is noble, but after a long time it is roasted by the phoenix fire and the whole body is black, called the black crow, and the white crow takes on the responsibility of guarding the phoenix and becomes the new protector bird. ”

When Jiang Ping read this, he became more interested in fire control.

The power of the sub-fire is not strong, and it is difficult to burn through the body protection spirit shield of the foundation building monk, but the fire of the fire pill can burn the body protection spirit shield of the foundation building monk in just ten breaths.

As a monk knows, sometimes the eyes see farther than the senses.

He closed the door of the cave, sat on the cave stone, and was quietly in a daze, "This book can't be easily revealed, this is a heavenly opportunity!" His eyes narrowed slightly, "Why did the ancestor let me go, I knew such an important secret, I thought that he would kill me and keep the secret after getting the result, but he didn't...... Why, is it possible that he has secretly poisoned my body?"

Xu Deli was startled, and he bounced straight up from the stone, "Yes, he is the most powerful alchemy real person in the Qingshi Sect, if he wants to take the next poison on me, it is easy for me to find out......" He hurriedly took off all his clothes, and with a slight finger pointing, a stream of spiritual energy turned into fire and wrapped the clothes, and immediately turned into ashes.