Although Fang Yan knew that the origin of this fire control technique was not small, it was not easy to refine this spell, not to mention the matter of refining the spiritual fire at a level, just how to separate a trace of spiritual fire made Fang Yan unable to start.

Speaking of which, it is just a trace of the spiritual fire, but how to divide what to use and whether it can be distinguished, these dialects have no clue at all. But this did not make the dialect retreat, but on the contrary, it aroused his infinite fighting spirit, and the dialect can have today, which step is smooth, and every tenacious struggle also cultivates his tenacious character.

Then Fang Yan began to get busy in the practice room, packed up all the items around him, and even the futon he was sitting on had been put away, and then took out the red jade box containing half a spiritual fire, put it on the ground in the middle of the room and slowly opened it, the spiritual fire still surged up from inside, and it automatically swayed in the air without wind.

Fang Yan took out a small knife artifact from the storage bag, this is a high-grade artifact, and he can't remember where it came from. Fang Yan carefully cut a trace along the edge of the spiritual fire, and slowly moved it away to put it into a jade box that had been prepared a long time ago, but it was not more than an inch away from the half of the spiritual fire, and the trace of spiritual fire on the tip of the knife exhaled to the ground, and merged with the other spiritual fires, and could not be separated at all.

Then the dialect tried several more times, but all failed without exception, the method was not feasible at all, and the dialect was still too simple. After thinking about it, Fang Yan once again separated a trace of flame, and then used the spiritual rain technique to surround the periphery of this flame, and used water to control it on the small knife magic weapon.

Who knew that the small power of this spiritual fire was not small, and the layer of water mist controlled by the dialect with the second-layer spiritual rain technique, as soon as it approached this spiritual fire, it was evaporated into a mist and dissipated. After all, it is the spiritual fire of heaven and earth, although there is only a trace of it, and it is not comparable to the spell of dialects.

This method didn't work, Fang Yan lowered his head and pondered for a long time, gritted his teeth and decided to use his divine sense directly, whether to forcibly use his divine sense to control a trace, and then put it into the spare jade box. Fang Yan carefully used a knife magic weapon to cut out a trace of flames, and then used a wisp of divine consciousness to hold it, wanting to quickly put it into the jade box, when suddenly Fang Yan screamed "ah", and it turned out that the wisp of divine consciousness was quickly burned by this spiritual fire, making Fang Yan scream in pain.

Still no, this time is even worse than the previous two times, the loss of a wisp of divine consciousness, the pain in the soul is simply unbearable, it took a long time to recover the dialect before slowly relieving himself, and he no longer dared to try casually. It is so difficult to even forcibly separate a trace of spiritual fire, let alone forcibly refining, can it only be refined after the fire control technique reaches a layer, and even if it is a layer, it may not be possible to refine this spiritual fire, it is just a simple control of this spiritual fire.

Despite the constant setbacks, Fang Yan's goal is still to refine this half of the spiritual fire, and maybe he will have the opportunity to get a complete spiritual fire in the future, but who knows if he can refine it, if it is just controlled but cannot be refined, Fang Yan will feel very pity, after all, he already has the top fire control technique of the Qingyang Sect in hand, if he can't get the spiritual fire of refining the heart for alchemy, he is really a little unwilling. Moreover, it is also very clear in the Dan Sutra that the spiritual fire that has been refined by the cultivators has a very crucial role in refining high-level pills and in terms of the rate of becoming a pill.

In the next two days, Fang Yan almost stayed in the practice room, trying all kinds of ways to separate a trace of spiritual fire, but no matter how hard he tried, this spiritual fire was still unruly, even if he used up his divine sense and exhausted his mana, there was no way to take this spiritual fire, at this moment, Fang Yan was half a spiritual fire with a hateful face, if it wasn't for the huge amount of money spent on 200,000 yuan, he would have been thrown out of the mountain long ago.

At this time, Fang Yan had no choice but to start practicing the fire control technique step by step, although it was very difficult to practice, and he didn't know if he could refine the spiritual fire after practice, but after all, it was better than his indiscriminate experiments here, fortunately he didn't hurt himself, otherwise he would have lost even more. At the end of another day, the fire control technique was still in its initial stage, and there was no progress. Qingluan and Li Fang in Lingtian didn't know what he was doing, and locked themselves in the practice room for three whole days, but the dialect was full of enthusiasm for Lingtian before.

In the evening, Fang Yan, who had been meditating hard, suddenly had an idea, why not try the aura in the blue bead space completely controlled by himself, no matter how powerful this spiritual fire is, it also needs the support of the aura, and it is not up to him to decide when he gets inside. Thinking of this, Fang Yan immediately stopped his cultivation and entered the blue bead space with the spiritual fire.

When he arrived in the space, Fang Yan chose to put the storage bags on the small slope, first cleared out the large number of storage bags, and then solemnly put the jade box containing the spiritual fire on the slope, and then adjusted himself to the best state, then slowly opened the jade box, and then his divine sense moved, and the spiritual fire that was about to fly suddenly withered, and only a few flames were poked out on the edge of the jade box.

Fang Yan was happy again, a method was completely feasible, just now Fang Yan controlled the aura in the space, and transferred all the aura around the spiritual fire to other places, and the spiritual fire that had been unruly was honest at once. Then use the knife magic weapon to separate a trace of spiritual fire, this time the separated spiritual fire lost the support of the spiritual energy, weakly attached to the magic weapon, flashing a faint light, as if it was about to be extinguished at any time.

At this time, Fang Yan no longer hesitated, and mustered up the courage to inhale this trace of spiritual fire into his abdomen, and then the scorching flame burned all the way along Fang Yan's throat, and Fang Yan's whole body immediately turned red, and there was a burst of burnt smell in his mouth. This kind of pain is still within the range that Fang Yan can bear, Fang Yan has endured inhuman torture several times in order to cultivate and advance, this kind of burning is nothing, but now he must immediately start to use his own mana to fuse with this flame, otherwise it will not be a joke to enter the meridians later.

A small spiritual fire, at this time, is in the body of the dialect is quickly blended with the light red fire spiritual power, not a small trace, the dialect has almost mobilized most of the fire attribute aura in the whole body, can be able to hold with this foreign fire aura, and when the two fire attribute aura are mixed together, unable to distinguish each other, the dialect carefully runs the Qingyang Jue, sends this fire aura into the meridians, and slowly runs along several major meridians for a week.

There was a scorching feeling in the meridians from time to time, but compared to the previous burning pain, this spiritual fire has been slowly tamed a lot, and in the process of traveling along the meridians, the fire spiritual power in the dialect's body is constantly integrated into it, and this spiritual fire is also gradually eroded by the many fire spiritual power in the dialect's body, and finally turns into a light red fire spiritual energy thread, which falls into the spiritual energy mass in the dialect dantian, and then appears above the light blue spiritual energy mass, constantly absorbing the fire attribute spiritual power in the spiritual energy refined by the dialect.

"Is it so easy to refine?" This result even can't believe the dialect, such a difficult spiritual fire was actually refined by him a little, although it is insignificant for this half of the spiritual fire, but the power of the spiritual fire of heaven and earth has been enough for the past few days, and now being able to refine a trace of it means that his method is right, if time this half of the spiritual fire can be completely subdued, and then whether the technique is really as he guessed, has the effect of nurturing the fire and cultivating the spirit.

"Whew. Fang Yan let out a long breath, tossed for a few days and finally had a little eyebrows, with a hint of joy Fang Yan picked up the jade box and flashed outside, pinched his fingers and calculated the time, this time he went in and now came out, it took more than three hours, and now it is already dark outside.

Fang Yan pushed open the door of the practice room, only to see Qingluan standing at the door with a worried face, and saw him coming out of it, a pair of big eyes just flickering. Fang Yan grinned, although his face was full of exhaustion, and his face was gray and dirty, he still couldn't suppress the joy in his heart.

"Qingluan, young master, I will be able to do alchemy in a few days, and my family can also produce an alchemist, hahahaha. When the tongue finished, he laughed triumphantly.

Qingluan covered her open mouth with her hand in surprise, and looked at Fang Yan with a little horror, although she also knew that Fang Yan had many amazing actions, but the alchemist, a scarce talent who had not appeared in the Fang family for several generations, could really be taken on by Fang Yan, and he was still a talisman maker. Qingluan was a little skeptical that the dialect was crazy, but it didn't look like it, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

"Don't stand stupidly, bring food, young master, I'm hungry. Luan's appearance, the dialect is angry and funny, but she is just preparing for alchemy, and she doesn't know how talented she is in this area, so she casually joked with her, and scared this girl like this.

"Oh, young master, wait, the slave will bring it. Qingluan hurried to the kitchen, and a moment later brought a tray with a few side dishes and a bowl of rice cooked by Linggu, which was placed on the table in the dining room. Fang Yan was in a good mood at this time, the matter of spiritual fire had found a way, and his appetite was naturally good, and he ate a meal full of wind.

At this time, Fang Yan told Qingluan about refining the spiritual fire, and even told her some basic rules of alchemy, if Fang Yan wanted to start alchemy in the future, she and Li Fang had to help on the side, and now talk to her about some elementary knowledge first, so as not to be too abrupt in the future. However, when Fang Yan said that this half of the spiritual fire was bought by him with 200,000 spirit stones, Qingluan was taken aback again, she really didn't expect Fang Yan to be so rich.

At this time, the sky was over, Qingluan waited for Fang Yan to finish freshening up, and then quickly fell asleep, tomorrow Fang Yan will continue to refine the spiritual fire, this is a major matter related to future cultivation, and it must not be sloppy at all.

The next day, Fang Yan got up early again, and after doing the morning class at the top of the mountain, Fang Yan hurried to the practice room, during this time, all the things in the spiritual field were handed over to Qingluan and them, and Fang Yan had to do his best to refine the remaining spiritual fire. Moreover, now that he has only found a method of refining, the fire control technique has not yet advanced to the next level, and the method of spiritual fire cultivation in the speculation has not yet touched the edge of the dialect, and now is not the time to relax.

In the next two days, Fang Yan continuously refined five or six threads of spiritual fire in the space, and the pale red fire aura in the dantian slowly turned into a red dot the size of a grain of rice, constantly changing shape, and there was already a little flame. And in the process of refining the spiritual fire, Fang Yan obviously felt that the spiritual fire that was refined was much stronger than before refining, and the fire spiritual energy was more sufficient, and Fang Yan also felt incredible, I don't know why the spiritual fire was actually enhanced.

Anyway, this is a good thing, Fang Yan was still a little worried, he used such a method to refine the spiritual fire, will it hurt the power and quality of the spiritual fire, after all, this refining process is to put the spiritual fire in the position of being devoured, if you want to say a little harm, you will not believe it without dialects, but now this result makes Fang Yan also puzzled. After all, it's a good thing, it's a blessing that the power of the spiritual fire has not been reduced, and there is nothing to be dissatisfied with if it has increased slightly.

After refining a small flame, Fang Yan dodged out of the space, trying to practice fire control again, this time it was really much easier, and it only took a few hours for Fang Yan to grasp a little trick of fire control, and at this speed, it was ten days and half a month to practice to the first level. Fang Yan felt strange at this time, how should those monks of the Qingyang Sect practice this fire control technique before, could it be that they all have such a space as dialects, it makes people feel crazy to think about it.

But if you think about it carefully, I'm afraid that at that time, they all had the elders in the sect around them to help them tame a small amount of spiritual fire and then introduce it into their bodies, with high-level monks on their side to help, but I am afraid that refining it will be much smoother than dialects. Fang Yan secretly sighed, it is really excellent to have a senior monk to guide the way, how many detours will be taken in cultivation, compared to Fang Yan's wandering alone, and several times wanting to live and die, it is really incomparable.

The problem of spiritual fire refining that had plagued Fang Yan for a long time was finally solved, and what to do next was also clear, at this time, Fang Yan was not in a hurry to refine all the spiritual fire, but wanted to find out the reason for the enhancement of spiritual fire in his body first.

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