Luo Yuan's heart moved, as if he had an understanding, and then began to copy the word "burning sky".

"Poof", however, before Luo Yuan could even copy the outline, he was hit by a backlash, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out. Feeling the swelling pain of his muscles and veins, and the disorder of mana in his body, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, he was already cautious, and he never thought that he would still suffer from backlash. However, this also made him yearn even more, the monk in the middle of the Yuan Infant could not copy the two words, so the value of these two words can be imagined.

Outside the Guangfa Pavilion

Xuanya was still sitting cross-legged, and a slight melancholy appeared on her delicate face. It had been more than ten days in a row, and Luo Yuan's aura had not appeared since he disappeared from the land of the Guangfa Pavilion. Even if Tantai Xuanya has inexplicable confidence in Luo Yuan, she is still inevitably worried at this moment, for fear that Luo Yuan will have some accidents and encounter some inexplicable changes.

Behind Xuanya, the monks looked at each other, but they didn't know how to speak. The Venerable Master Yuan Li's eyes were thoughtful, and he didn't know what to guess. Zhou Heng and Lei Jian are also unknown, but the two of them are sitting here, and the two of them are not good at leading their own Yuanying powerhouse to leave, just looking forward to Luo Yuan's early exit. It's just that they don't know anyone in their hearts, and the retreat of the Yuanying monks is possible for several to hundreds of years.

It would be too costly for them to let them stay here for a hundred years, and it would be inappropriate for them to have no Yuanying Monk in their family.

Tantai Xuanya sighed lightly, put her hand over the green silk, and said in a harmonious voice: "Wait, if Brother Luo Yuan hasn't come back after ten years, you can go back to where you are, and I can be here alone." ”

Zhou Heng and Lei Qian glanced at each other, but they didn't know what to say, and then they both bowed to Xuanya: "Yes."

Before the stone gate

Luo Yuan stabilized his breath and spread his hands, he was urging the Quartet Flame in his body, hoping to get close to the Great Dao of Fire with this fire, so as to copy the word "Burning Sky".

It is said that there is no sun or moon in the mountains, and the same is true of monks' retreats. Unconsciously, Luo Yuan has passed ten years. And in the past ten years, he has cultivated the fire path to a small success. On this day, his eyes opened and closed, and he saw that there was a raging fire burning in his pupils, and its fire power was not weaker than that of Thunder Yunzi.

After a while, Luo Yuan moved, he condensed a body of fire, ran on his fingertips, and began to outline the outline of the word "Burning Sky". His movements are very slow, this is the condensation of the movement of the Tao, and there is no room for carelessness. One wrong step will fall short. Three days passed, and in the three days, Luo Yuan only copied half of the word "burning".

With just a few strokes, fine beads of sweat fell on his forehead, and his mental strength was consumed. But that didn't stop the falling fingers from sliding, and the sketching continued.

Seven days later

Luo Yuan spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his fingers could no longer fall on the word "burning" that had been traced for most of it. The invisible diaphragm that had held him back before reappeared, making it impossible for him to move any further. He was stunned, then closed his eyes and pondered, thinking back to the past few days when he was copying, as well as the changes and movements of the avenue.

Another year has passed

On this day, Luo Yuan woke up from his sitting again, and then began to copy with his fingers. Over the past year, he has not been arrogant or impatient, thinking about his previous shortcomings. This time, he was not so sure that he could barely copy the word "burning". The fingertips slided, and the infinite fire burst out, and then condensed into a little firelight, and no more monstrous power manifested.

His fingertips moved slowly, and this time, it only took one day to reach the progress he had made a year ago. And at this moment, there seemed to be another diaphragm looming, blocking his fingertips from falling. Unlike before, he could now see the diaphragm under his fingertips. He had no joy or sorrow, his body was cultivated, and the infant fire condensed on his fingers and burst out, easily penetrating the diaphragm.

It's not that his previous enlightenment is insufficient, with Xiaocheng's fire path, it is enough to see that layer of separation. It's just that his heart is no longer on fire after all, and now, he puts all his thoughts on fire. In the sea of his consciousness, there was also a sea of fire, suspended in the air, as if it was not in a lifetime, mysterious and indescribable. Vaguely, he felt the avenue flowing in his fingertips, and the infinite flames leaping on his fingertips, this feeling had an indescribable strangeness and comfort.

It's another three days, and it's still the last kick away from copying the word "burning". However, at this time, he felt another block, as if it was because his fire was not strong enough. Luo Yuan frowned and thought, the Sifang Yan had already poured out, even the infant fire had been mobilized by him, and the bonus of the body of the five elements had also been used. It seems that he doesn't have enough fire, and Xiaocheng's fire path can't be all-encompassing and condense the fire of the heavens after all.

In this way, his fingers remained at that last point, and he fell into a kind of enlightenment again.

Five days later, a blood-red color rose around Luo Yuan's body, and the evil qi was all over the sky, and then condensed into a blood-red fire. Although it is only a little, the infinite evil qi and resentment contained in it, even if the Supreme God sees it, it can't help but change slightly. Gathering evil into fire, this is the real devil's sign, and this evil fire has achieved Luo Yuan's final success in copying.

The sound of a shattering mirror reverberated all around, and the word "burn" leaped out of the void. Even if this is just an ancient word with only its appearance, it still has a palpitating power. Facing this ancient character, it is like facing infinite heavenly might. Even if Luo Yuan's strength was strong and his Dao heart was even firmer, he felt a palpitation in the face of this ancient character written by him.

It's not that his heart is unstable, it's that the gap between the two sides is too huge. The word "burning" is like a giant that has existed since ancient times, standing in the upper reaches of the long river of time, overlooking the world for eternity. And Luo Yuan, who is one of the beings in this world, can be said to be inconspicuous. This is a kind of crushing from the origin, even the Burning Heaven True Monarch himself, in the face of the two characters he conjured, he is also in awe and full of humility.

The word "burning" has been completed, Luo Yuan did not pause, at this time he was at the peak of his state, and naturally he had to make a breakthrough in one go. However, the word "heaven", as if it had the power of heaven, made Luo Yuan unable to even point it out, and he was shocked to cough up blood and fly upside down.

Luo Yuan stood up, shook his head and smiled bitterly, laughed at himself and sat cross-legged again. He knew that Xiao Cheng's fire path was not enough to maintain the word "heaven" under his copying. If you want to write it again, you must be able to complete it. From this day on, Luo Yuan transformed all kinds of supernatural powers, performed many Taoisms, attracted the order divine chain of the universal cover, and blocked himself in it.

Subsequently, the chain of order was burned, like a great tripod containing the law of the extreme realm, and Luo Yuan suffered a lot of order burning in it. He is refining himself with the fire of order, which is extremely dangerous, and the slightest mistake can cause serious damage. But he was in another world, and he couldn't find all kinds of strange fires in the world as a foundation, so he had no choice but to act like this.

The flames are leaping, and a random trace can turn the Jindan monk into ashes, and in the midst of this fire tripod, even the Supreme God of Transformation will be frightened and stop. If it weren't for Luo Yuan's cultivation of the fire path and his small success, if it weren't for the body of the five elements, if it weren't for the fact that he contained the power of the extreme yang, he copied the word "burning". These elements are indispensable, if it weren't for these elements, it would be a hundred of them, who also died in the ding, becoming ashes.

Rao is like this, he is not happy, the hair that was originally scattered is now burned to the ground, and as for the body, there is no inch. If he hadn't taken off the storage bag and set it aside, he would have found himself "nothing" when he came out of the tripod. His body was full of crimson, and there was a slight smell of flesh, and the sound of blood flowing in his veins was like a long river surging, humming, which was a sign of extremely strong qi and blood.

This refinement is a full two hundred years, during which the suffering is innumerable and difficult to explain.

On this day, the Great Ding dissipated, the Order Divine Chain was burned, and Luo Yuan sat in the void, exuding an earth-shattering momentum in his body. Even if he is still not at this time, but when the rest of the people see it, their first reaction must be to bow down and salute, and those who are lowly will bow and worship, as if they are seeing gods. The fire of the Great Dao for two hundred years burned his body, and if he did not die, he would definitely have a qualitative change like flying.

And the current Luo Yuan is exactly like this, in the past two hundred years, he has narrowly escaped death several times. Now his cultivation has reached the late stage of the Yuan Infant and has achieved the position of a great monk. But this was only a point, his physical strength had increased by leaps and bounds, and now he was enough to harden the Heavenly Ancient Treasure. Even if his cultivation has not yet set foot in the Transformation of the Gods, the strength of his physical body is enough to compare with the Transformation of the Gods Supreme. It can be said that from now on, he Luo Yuan will be the uncrowned supreme.

The way of fire has been completed, and its strength has increased by leaps and bounds, and even the body of the Desert Flow Distraction has obtained infinite benefits. Many chains of order are burned, which contains 108,000 silk rhymes. Today's Luo Yuan is like the embodiment of the Dao, he can easily use the spells of the rest of the Dao, although the power is not so impressive, but it is more than a few chips stronger than ordinary monks.

Suddenly, Luo Yuan's eyes opened and closed, and countless characters manifested in it, like an ancient book that explained all the order between heaven and earth. When he closed his eyes again, another sea of fire ignited, and in the sea of fire, it seemed that the sun, moon and stars were burning, and his breath was at the peak.

After a few breaths, Luo Yuan's mind moved, and he pointed at the storage bag, and a gorgeous robe flew out of it and draped it over his body. His fingertips slid toward the void in front of him again, and this time, the void seemed to be overwhelmed by the power of his fingertips, and cracks appeared. It seemed that with a little force, he could shatter the space and step into the true void.