Chapter 171: The Sun Is True Fire

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Two lines of words are carved on the purple stone tablet like a cloud, and if you look closely, you can see countless runes of purple flames flashing in each stroke, which can purify people's hearts and souls.

Luo Xiaotian looked at the stone tablet in front of him, and felt something in his heart, a light flashed, and a vague phantus appeared on the stone tablet, which was somewhat similar to Luo Xiaotian.

At this moment, Luo Xiaotian felt that his divine soul had become this stone tablet, and with the help of it, he could sense countless pulses flashing in the countless purple fires around him. This stele ...... It is the imprint of his spirit here.

All pulsations are different, but they conform to a certain law and are elusive.

Luo Xiaotian could only sense the pulse of his stone stele, that is...... Echoing something above the sky.

Seem...... It was a flame, a golden flame.

With his eyes narrowed slightly, Luo Xiaotian condensed and "looked" at that place.

Is that...... The sun is really hot!

In the flames, a half-virtual and half-solid three-legged golden crow can be seen spreading its wings and flying high.

The three-legged golden crow's gaze was cast towards Luo Xiaotian, and a wisp of the power of the sun's true fire floated towards Luo Xiaotian's purple stone tablet.

The true fire of the sun merged into the purple stone tablet, and Luo Xiaotian felt that the purple fire around him was no longer scorching, but extremely warm, purifying his divine soul all the time, increasing the strength of his divine soul little by little. It's slow, but it's ...... As long as this purple stele is here for a day, Luo Xiaotian will be able to get benefits.

That wisp of the power of the sun's true fire also carries the information of this place. Here it is...... A place of heritage!

It has been handed down from the flood period, a place that inherits the true fire of the sun.

In ancient times, it was the age of immortals, and in ancient times, it was the age of floods.

In the midst of the desolation, countless supernatural beasts were born, turning the world upside down, moving mountains and seas, but it was just a matter of moving a finger. The monks and beasts of that era, the strength of their bodies and the power of their supernatural powers, were extremely strong. Although it cannot be said that it must be stronger than the Dharma of this world, in terms of physical strength alone, the monks of this world are far from being able to compare with the flood famine. Even Xiaoxitian, and Rushan Temple, few people can compare.

There is a three-legged golden crow born in the wilderness, which is an elf born in the sun, and its physical body and divine consciousness are rarely as strong as ever. In addition to its own extraordinary, the true fire of the sun it possesses can no longer refine its body and soul all the time. The power of the sun's true fire cannot be underestimated. It can be described as the nemesis of all evil.

The true fire of the sun has been lost since the flood. Although powerful monks can extract the true fire of the sun from the sun by great means, it is a rootless fire after all, and it cannot be regenerated. A monk once said that between heaven and earth, there is a holy place, where the flame of the true fire of the sun exists. Those who have the fate of the Dharma can get it. However, no one has ever seen it, and it is all a joke.

Now, the sun is really on fire...... It's really on top of Luo Xiaotian's head!

Luo Xiaotian looked away and glanced at the Purple Fire Land around him. It was covered in purple flames all around, and it was impossible to see if there was anything inside.

He looked thoughtfully at the stone tablet in front of him and closed his eyes. His mind condensed on the stone tablet in front of him, trying to sense.

Boom!

Bang!

A powerful sound came from all around, and only with the help of the purple stone tablet could it be sensed. Its sound was like thunder, endless, and countless voices were superimposed.

Surrounding...... It's not just him!

It seemed to sense Luo Xiaotian's existence, and the pulse of Luo Xiaotian's nearest stone tablet changed slightly, as if he was surprised.

Then, Luo Xiaotian heard an old voice sound: "Old man Xuanyi Sect Xuan Daozi, congratulations to Daoist friends for coming to this inheritance place." Can you tell me the name of the Taoist friend, Zongmen?"

Luo Xiaotian was surprised, the Xuanyi Sect was not a small sect, it was a sect second only to the Purple Heaven Fu Sect. Located in the snowy area where the Great Avenue Xuanmen is located, it is said that it has a deep heritage and has a close relationship with the Great Avenue Xuanmen. If it were a life-and-death battle between the Purple Heaven Rune Sect and it, it would be unknown who would win and who would lose.

But the name of this Xuan Daozi, Luo Xiaotian has never heard of it. Listening to his voice, he should be a person who has been in a high position for a long time, and his cultivation will not be very low if he wants to. At least the cultivation above the Sky Realm.

So...... The owners of the other stone tablets here, aren't their cultivation all above the Sky Realm?

"In Xia Luo Xiaoshan, a medium is a scattered practice. Luo Xiaotian didn't dare to report his name, so he made a pseudonym.

Xuan Daozi didn't make a sound for a long time, as if he was surprised.

After a long time, I heard Xuan Daozi's voice again: "Your Excellency, as a casual cultivator, can come here, and the source of blessing is indeed not shallow." I can't say that the sun is really hot, but it is waiting for your arrival. ”

Luo Xiaotian listened to what he said, and he wouldn't take it seriously. From that ray of true fire, he knew that the monks who had come here, including him, were three hundred and sixty-one. If you exclude those who died, there are only one hundred and eight. He was the last one.

When I got here, I just got the qualification to get the true fire of the sun. If you want to get the spark of the true fire of the sun, you are only standing at the starting point. When you first arrive here, you will be divided into a ray of the true fire of the sun. The closer you get to the Sun's True Fire, the more Sun's True Fire you get. Only those who reach the true fire of the sun are eligible for the fire.

However, from the flood to the present, I don't know how many years have passed, countless heavenly arrogance has come out of the sky, and the people who have come here are only 361 people. There are only one hundred and eight people in the world today. The difficulty of obtaining the true fire of the sun can be imagined.

It was once rumored that there was a true fire of the sun in the world, and it is estimated that they were also people who had arrived here and left a stone tablet. The stele is in the people, and the stele is cracked when the people die. I don't know if the man's stele is still there.

"The seniors praised it, but the younger generations can't afford it. Even how to get here is inexplicable. Dare to ask the seniors, why can this place survive forever to this day? Could it be that it was difficult to get the spark of the true fire of the sun when it was cultivated before?" Luo Xiaotian asked in a panicked tone.

Xuan Daozi seemed to be puzzled, and he pondered for a while before he spoke: "Isn't Daoist a monk who has just entered the Sky Realm?"

Luo Xiaotian was stunned for a moment, only to know that he couldn't see the other party's cultivation here. The old man couldn't see his specific cultivation, and mistook him for a Sky Realm monk.

He was also happy to do so, and said: "Don't hide it from the seniors, the juniors broke through to the Sky Control Realm by luck a few days ago, and their souls came out of their bodies, and they came here inexplicably. ”

Xuan Daozi's tone was clear, and he laughed: "The old man shouted at the old brother, Brother Luo, you first came here, and you don't know the mystery of this place." Wait for the old man to talk to you slowly. ”

Luo Xiaotian even responded, looking panicked in the face of the monks of the big sect.

(To be continued.) )