But in order to give an explanation to those disciples who had not participated in such a grand event, the Xuanjing Buddha still told everyone the rules here.

"When setting up the graduate school entrance examination, this is not a trial in itself to set rankings. And after reaching more than twenty-five thousand, their connection with the Eternal Blue Lotus is almost the same. ”

"It's a waste of time to drag it on, because after reaching more than 25,000, the rate of rise will be slower and slower, but it will not stop. So, even if you wait a few decades, you won't know who won. ”

From Ming, they all nodded secretly, they did feel that their speed slowed down rapidly after the lotus leaf reached twenty-five thousand.

No one had any doubts, but as we got closer to the end of the trial, the people who could no longer distinguish between sides began to become a little cramped.

Because before March, about half of the people of the Imperial Lotus Buddha Temple participated in the rebellion, but before they succeeded, they were all ingested by the Eternal Blue Lotus.

Therefore, no one knows whether the other party is their own person or not.

You can't even ask, and as soon as you say it, you will leak out.

"The next thing is 'enlightenment' and 'war', continue the trial!" Xuanjing Buddha couldn't hear the voice of emotion.

Then another bright light flickered above the remaining two trial spaces, and after a while, the light stopped steadily on the space of the word "enlightenment".

"Brother Long, Senior Brother Yulian, please. Cong Ming looked at the two of them, his left hand behind his back, and his right hand swiped forward, politely.

You Long and Di Lian also smiled and nodded, and then the four of them disappeared again.

This time, unlike the previous times, the place where they were was no longer visible from the outside, it was as if the four of them had drifted away out of thin air.

"Buddha, what are the rules of this trial?" someone asked eagerly.

The Xuanjing Buddha glanced at the man, and then said in a loud voice: "This is a test of understanding, and the longer you stay inside, the higher your understanding." ”

After the Buddha finished speaking, he closed his eyes and stopped paying attention to people, but the curious people were still chattering and discussing.

"It's really worrying that I can't see it. ”

"Isn't it that they have been in it for a year, and we have to be here to accompany them well?"

"Who knows how long their former people will stay in there?"

No one paid attention to their howls there, but Yingwu and Yinghe were facilitated here.

Just when they were also curious and anxious, the old man who was behind Dilian before whispered to them: "This may be the strangest of all the trials, some people go in and fall out after a few breaths, and some people stay for ten days and half a month after entering. ”

"What does this have to be comprehended, and it takes so long?" asked Yinghe politely.

The old man shook his head and said with a little envy: "I don't know, every time a trial starts, only the most talented people can go on." ”

Yinghe and Yingwu nodded as if they didn't understand, they couldn't see it anyway, and they didn't know what they were doing, so they just waited slowly.

And the four of them, Tianye, Congming, Dilian, and You Long, each came to a space after disappearing.

It's also not like every time before when they could see each other.

Now they are in a space by themselves, so they only know their own progress, and they don't know the extremes of others.

This is undoubtedly the most panicked, and everyone will wonder if I will be the first to go out?

Cong Ming felt the invisible sword in his left hand, and his eyes hesitated.

"Shall I just not feel it, how about I go out now?" he felt an urge to understand the sword.

The invisible sword was in his hand, and he could always feel an aura calling him inside.

"The master came to look for a way to break through the Dao Realm, but he didn't come at the right time. I can be sure that the timing that the Xuanjing Buddha said should be this trial. "Congming is in a complicated mood now, and I don't know how to choose.

Before he could decide, a small flame appeared in front of him.

There were two other things around the flames, one was a block of wood of no apparent kind, and the other was a hard piece of iron.

A phrase came to his mind, "Make the wood burn, make the iron explode." ”

Then he also learned that the wood did not exist in the world, and that it needed to increase the temperature step by step to make the wood burn.

And each time the temperature must be maintained for 30 breaths to continue to increase, if the time is not enough or the temperature is too high at one time, it will directly fail.

And the iron block is just an ordinary piece of iron refined, but the flame given is very weak, and the trialist needs to use the smallest flame to make the piece of iron explode.

"It's a test of control, right?" Congming frowned.

If it was other attributes, maybe he could still be a little tricky, but among all the attributes, he was most familiar with the fire attribute.

Although he didn't usually use it to fight a few times, the cultivation of "Fire Seal" also made him quite confident.

"Forget it, I'll just give up in the next battle, and I'll concentrate on understanding this time. After Congming made a choice, he immediately eliminated the distractions in his heart and began to come to the flame to control it seriously.

"Let's familiarize myself with it first. As soon as Cong Ming stretched out his hand, the small flame the size of a finger automatically flew into his hand.

Then he carefully controlled the flame from small to large, and then controlled the flame from shallow to deep.

In the past, when he was practicing the Fire Seal, he clearly knew the grading standard of the Fire Seal, and each level required different firepower.

The most important thing is that he has felt the life of a group of fire-attribute animals and plants in the "Ten Thousand Souls Map", and those memory fragments have become more and more blurred, but with the movement of his hands, those feelings are getting deeper and deeper.

"It's time, go!" Cong Ming pointed with his right hand to the wooden block the size of an adult's fist.

The flame, which was the size of a thumb, rushed towards the wooden block, and grew in size as it flew away.

By the time it reached the block, it had become the size of the block. Then it slowly wrapped itself around the block of wood under Ming's control.

"Start with the lowest temperature, keep thirty breaths at each level, I'll see how hard it is!" Congming's eyes were wide open, and he was preoccupied with control.

The flame at the beginning was pale yellow, and all of Congming's mind was placed on it. Now it's not the flames that are burning around the wood, it's the consciousness of the Ming that is burning the wood.

After thirty breaths, the fist-sized surface of the wooden block had begun to blur, and then the outermost layer turned into a liquid, flowing around the wooden block.

Congming continued to increase the firepower, and the color of the flames became darker, and after thirty breaths, the wood block melted again.

At first, Congming's face was still relatively relaxed, but after the wood block melted ten layers, his expression became more and more difficult.

The increase in temperature is not something you can do if you think about it, the flame only gives you this big, and how much temperature it has depends on the result of your control.

In the deepest part of the flame's interior, there are many small, invisible objects that move faster and produce higher temperatures.

How to get those tiny particles to move faster, that's the control.

Just put the consciousness in it, and then the consciousness and the particles merge together, and you can move whatever your mind thinks.

It's easy to say, but it's hard to control.

Having you run ten meters at an extremely slow pace and then accelerating step by step, how many times do you think you can hold it up?

Time passed little by little, and the left hand that Congming was carrying behind and the right hand pointing forward were still not put down.

Congming's divine consciousness controlled the depths of the high-speed moving flames, and the flames that had changed blue were the embodiment of his divine consciousness.

Finally, after the color of the fire abyss changed from blue to purple and then to black, his divine sense received a prompt.

"The temperature of the fire is ever-changing, and the sealed wood spontaneously combusts. If the gold is exploded, it will pass. ”

From Ming's divine sense, he felt that on the wooden block that was already the size of metamorphosis, a little flame was born.

Although the flame looked like it was about to go out, it was lit up eventually.

"Now this flame temperature must be fine against that ordinary-looking piece of iron, but I don't believe that anything here will be so easy for you to get through. So, hold on a little longer. Congming's head was already full of sweat by now, but he chose to continue to heat up.

Now the flame has appeared on the sealing wood, and it is itself burning the sealing wood. Now Congming wants to use his own flame to complete the temperature increase with it, which is as difficult as the sky.

Maybe in the past, when I fought to the death with the blood sky, it wasn't as painful as it is now, right?

In order to adapt to the new flame, the internal movement of the flame that had been stabilized was slowed down very quickly, and then the temperature increased a little along with the new flame.

But after melting a layer of sealing wood, the temperature of the small flame actually increased, and Congming continued to forcibly weaken the movement of his flame.

But I found that it was smaller and smaller, so it increased a little quickly. That's a perfect bit of a warmer.

After five adjustments at home, Congming's flames had weakened to blue. But the flame that had been burned from the seal had turned black.

Now Cong Ming's eyes were full of bloodshots, and his mental power consumption was too great, like a person who had been working all night for a month.

"And ...... One last time!" Cong Ming whispered intermittently.

Now Fengmu is only the size of a melon seed, and Congming feels that he can only hold on one more time, and after this time, he will lose the opportunity to continue to move forward.

Because he continued to raise his temperature, he had consumed all his mental energy so far, even if he was given a few more days, it would be impossible for him to recover and continue to explode iron with flames.

"It must be successful!" Cong Ming shouted, and he poured all his spiritual power into it.

In an instant, he lowered the temperature of his flame by one level, and then adjusted it slightly twelve times, and finally the flame that he no longer had any temperature and the flame that had turned into gold completed the temperature promotion.

After all this last night, Congming's eyes, which had not been closed for nearly an hour, instantly drooped.

But his unconscious body still stood upright, his right hand pointing forward was still standing in the air, and the left and right sides behind him were still as straight as a pine tree.

In the space where Yulong was, he controlled the use of a handful of pure clay to smooth out a fist-sized triangular diamond. Then break through a hill of about two meters next to it.

Dilian used a small handful of water to extinguish a fist-sized black flame, and then broke through a black stone that could not be seen.

Here every night, he demanded that the ordinary metal of human height be refined and purified to the size of a fingernail, and then at the same time break twenty clumps of earth within ten meters of him.

"It's been an hour, and none of them have come out yet, is it possible that their understanding is so high?"

"Maybe we'll have to wait a month. ”

Someone was dissatisfied with the yin and yang strange qidao.

In the trial space, Cong Ming, who had lost consciousness, was wrapped in a large golden flame beside him.

And from his body, there are black-red flames resisting outward, looking upward, it looks like two flames are fighting for Congming's body.

Soon, a wonderful aura descended, and the two flames quickly merged with each other like obedient sheep.

And when it was fused, there were still many soul powers surging from Ming's body from all directions.

When the two flames were completely fused, Congming's eyes, which had been closed, suddenly opened.

A ray of golden-red flame light flashed in his eyes, and the bloodshot in his eyes quickly dissipated, and in a short time he regained his radiant appearance.

"Why haven't I gone out yet?" Congming said strangely.

He subconsciously raised his right hand and found a golden-red flame enveloping his entire right hand.

Looking from the side where Ming Xiang was before, he found that only a small piece of unknown liquid was still lying quietly in the same place, but Feng Mu was gone.

He looked inside his body again and found that the Soul Devouring Flame that Wang Yan had left in his heart's fire attribute space had disappeared.

"This should be the fusion of the Soul Devouring Flame and the flame that burned out of the sealing wood before, right?" Cong Ming said thoughtfully, "But since its temperature is still the same as before, then I'll give it a try." ”

He threw the golden-red flame in his hand towards the hundred-iron block.

The golden-red flame gradually compressed inward after being thrown, and was no longer visible when it touched the iron.

There was a loud bang, and Congming hurriedly looked at the iron, where there was still any figure of the iron, and there was nothing left of the explosion.

"This power is too terrifying, isn't it?" Congming opened his mouth wide in shock, looking incredulous.

Youlong, the diamond has been smoothed.

The sand under his control was spinning rapidly, looking like a rapidly spinning roulette wheel.