In the weather of April and May, the heat gradually comes up, and occasionally there is a day when the sun is particularly strong, although it is not said that the fire is shining gold, the heaven and the earth are like a furnace, but at noon, people stand under the scorching heat, and the skin has to be sunburned.

Hong Yi chose to ride a horse to a deserted wilderness near Yulong Mountain at noon on this day, when the sun was particularly strong. Then he dismounted and found a cool place, then sat down cross-legged, silently meditated, and adjusted his soul and strength.

He finally chose the noon day when the sun was the strongest, precisely in order to break through the divine soul, condense the wandering soul, and turn it into a yīn god, able to drive objects, and reach the realm of tending to things in one fell swoop.

Only when the cultivation reaches the realm of exorcism can the Taoist art really have a place for self-defense, unlike before, it can only hurt the soul and perform the magic of evil magic and delusion.

"Murong Yan's woman, she has a profound Taoist skill, and she has actually reached the realm of manifestation, although her body is injured now, but the god Yīn can sneak out and make trouble, which is unguardable, and after some time, her injury is slightly better, I am afraid that she will resist, I have practiced the realm of exorcism, with the blood pattern steel needle, but I can subdue her. ”

"Although I don't want to do anything to her, I have to take out some things from her? For example, some situations of the Taishang Dao? My mother is a person of the Taishang Dao, called Meng Bingyun, and what is the relationship between her and the Taishang Taoist Master Mengshenji? There are also some Taoist cultivation situations, I am now practicing the Dao Technique, and I am completely blind and touching the elephant, and I have not inherited any sect or sect, but there are still many questions. ”

Hong Yi knew that his martial arts cultivation was okay, and he had been instructed by Bai Ziyue, but his Taoist cultivation was completely explored by himself, and he had experienced life and death several times.

Now that he finally came across Murong Yan, the authenticity of the Xuantian Pavilion is in his own hands, how can Hong Yi not ask carefully.

"Anyway, taking advantage of her injuries not getting better, I'll take the cultivation to jīng further. Everything is based on strength, if I have cultivated to the realm of ghosts and immortals, and I have the magical power of the Oneiroi Machine, I am afraid that I will not be able to get justice from my mother? The Nine Flames of the Oneiroi Machine, even the Yuwen Taishi has been burned to the point of autopsy, and the Yuwen Taishi of Yunmeng, Yuwen Mu, was a powerful figure back then, and was the same as my father Hong Xuanji. Nine Flame Dragon, Nine Flame Dragon......."

Hong Yi muttered about this Dao technique in his heart.

However, he knew that this Dao technique was to use the divine soul to resist fire, turning into nine huge fire dragons, melting gold and iron. As soon as the man was surrounded by a fire dragon, he was immediately burned to ashes.

Fire is masculine, yīn gods can't drive at all, even if they are barely driven, they have to burn themselves, the stronger the flame, the stronger the damage to their own souls.

Like that kind of Nine Flame Flame Dragon Flame that melted gold and iron, I was afraid that the ordinary yīn god would be annihilated by the sun's qi when he leaned on it, let alone be driven.

What's more, Hong Yi heard Murong Yan mention it, saying that it was the Nine Flame Flame Dragon of the Oneiroi Machine, which would not be extinguished even if it entered the water, and had burned to death in the sea Qianghao who had crisscrossed the southern seas, the Black Shark King of Black Shark Island, and the pirate leader of the Eighteen Islands in ** Bay of the South China Sea.

Such a powerful Taoist technique has transcended the world, and can even defy imperial power.

Hong Yi was also faintly frightened.

Nine Flame Dragons!

Dao Technique is actually so powerful.

No wonder Taishang is called Taishang.

What's more, Hong Yi heard Bai Ziyue say that the Taishang Taoist Master Dream God Machine did not practice to the Yang God and become an immortal, so after cultivating the Dao Technique to the Yang God, how powerful is it?

Hong Yi didn't dare to imagine.

But now everything has just started, and Hong Yi's Dao cultivation has just begun.

Screening out all thoughts, entering the realm of Amitabha of immeasurable longevity and immeasurable light, Hong Yi felt that his spirit was full and all kinds of calamities could not be shaken, and suddenly cast the idea of pagoda view.

The spirit slammed and came out of the shell!

It's midday, when the sun is at its strongest.

As soon as Hong Yi's soul jumped out, he felt the discomfort of a pinprick all over his body! At the same time, there was a vast white patch in front of him, as if he was in a sea of fire.

"Good guys!"

This is the first time that Hong Yi's soul has completely come out of the shell, and he is exposed to the noon sun, and he also goes out to wander.

As soon as I wandered, the stinging pain around my body was even worse, it was really like a thousand knives!

"Ling Chi is the most cruel criminal law, and the pain I suffer now is probably not much different from Ling Chi. Although martial arts are difficult to practice, they are too easy compared to Taoist techniques. ”

Although his body was like a thousand knives, Hong Yi did not return to his shell, but swam farther and farther, until he couldn't see his body at all in the vast sea of white heaven and earth, and he couldn't sense his body at all, so he stopped wandering.

A feeling of loneliness and despair arose spontaneously and grew bigger and bigger.

In the stormy sea, people who fall overboard, struggling, but can't see the boat, are naturally extremely desperate.

Hong Yi is now under the noon scorch, traveling far away from his body until he can't sense his body, it is precisely to cut off his own way back to the shell, and really put it to death and live later, no, it is difficult to cut off the idea of luck in his heart.

Originally, this situation was too dangerous, almost nine deaths, but he comprehended the jīng marrow of the Mida Sutra, and he could quickly repair the soul of the gods and souls for thousands of years.

The loneliness and despair came together, coupled with the torment of the fierce masculinity, and the soul immediately fluttered and dispersed.

Hong Yi did not move in his heart, endured all kinds of pain, carried the Mida Sutra, stood cool all over his body, and his fluttering soul condensed, and his thoughts were firm!

This was cool, Hong Yitai looked up at the sky, froze, and visualized that inside his soul, there was also a round of fierceness, which suddenly dispersed, and the flames descended, all over his soul.

This visualization is cool and all gone, and the boundless heat is suddenly born.

This is the fire of the mind, and the sun outside is hot, but it is the real flame outside, scorching the soul.

Internal fire, external fire attack, calcining the soul!

With this heart fire, combined with the masculine true fire of the sun between heaven and earth, the uncomfortable feeling of Hong Yi's soul was ten times stronger than just now, and the despair was ten times stronger than just now!

"It's better to die than to die, and save yourself from suffering like this! ”

Suffering like this, Hong Yi had the idea of "death counting" for the first time in his heart, because of this feeling, life is better than death!

"Thousands of generations do not move the original heart, immeasurable longevity, immeasurable light" Hong Yi poured all his will to suppress this idea of only seeking a quick death, and fused his soul with the big Buddha in the Mida Sutra, and felt the realm of immeasurable longevity with all his might.

The soul is in the fire, shaking and extinguishing, but it just does not disperse, after suppressing all kinds of thoughts, Hong Yi has a feeling that his soul seems to have become a golden Buddha like the Buddha of Mida, like real gold, and is not afraid of fire refining, but is refining in the fire more and more pure!