Sutra Pavilion.

Xiao Xuan sat upright, his figure as straight as a spear. He first accepted the Fu Emperor's inheritance. For a moment, countless information about compiling talismans appeared in his mind, which was all-encompassing and included thousands of talisman seals.

At the same time, he learned that there are strict levels of Talisman masters, such as Talisman Master, Great Talisman Master, Talisman King, Talisman Emperor, Talisman Master, Talisman Emperor, etc.

After accepting the Fu Emperor's inheritance, he was regarded as a great Talisman master, but without spiritual energy, many Talisman seals could not be completed.

It really makes people have two heads and two big heads.

When can the Dantian be repaired?

If you let your Dantian be repaired, you will be able to become a strong person in a short time with the skills and magical powers you have now.

Xiao Xuan restrained himself and told himself not to act too hastily. His physical body had recovered and his Dantian would be a matter of time. With the black beads there, it shouldn't be a big problem.

The next moment.

He began to study the Burning Heaven Technique. An hour later, Xiao Xuan closed the scroll, his cheeks filled with excitement. The Burning Heaven Technique turned out to be an ungraded technique.

It can make any flame evolve infinitely. As long as one level of Burning Heaven Technique is practiced, the flame can evolve once. It can also swallow any flame and fuse them together.

Xiao Xuan always felt that this technique was somewhat familiar. Did the young man from Hedong and Hexi practice it in the 30 years?

The most important thing is that you don't need spiritual energy to practice the Burning Heaven Technique. This is the most perverted part of it.

Very suitable.

Xiao Xuan couldn't wait any longer. He turned his head and looked at the ancient lamp of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. He slowly stood up again and took away the lampshade. A wisp of fire appeared in his palm.

With the first level of luck in the Burning Heaven Technique, the flame in the palm began to change, from the original white mortal fire to a yellow flame, and the aura in the space instantly became blazing.

Xiao Xuan quickly put the flame into the system, fearing that if he missed it, the entire Sutra Pavilion would be burned down.

This night.

He fell asleep with three ancient books sent by Xiao Han as his pillow. He slept soundly and seemed to be very tired.

Don't think too much. He really doesn't have any slow motion of his left and right hands. The reason why he looks tired is mainly because practicing the Burning Heaven Technique, which consumes a lot of mental energy to control fire.

.........

Autumn wind, fallen leaves, waterfalls, mist.

On the edge of the cliff, Xiao Xuan sat on the ground, concentrating. Originally, the palm of his hand was just a small yellow flame. After two days of practicing the Burning Heaven Art, the small flame had turned into a fire snake.

Green.

Xiao Xuan looked at the change in the color of the flames and murmured to himself, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue and purple, does it evolve in this order?

With a flick of his finger, the green fire snake shot out and submerged into the waterfall. Under the control of his mental power, it returned to his hand, as if a spiritual snake was wrapped around his arm.

Vivid and lifelike.

Xiao Xuan was wondering if this flame attack could kill a Shenhe realm monk instantly? When the enemy is caught off guard, shooting him with flames would feel almost like a headshot.

At some point, Xiao Yao appeared behind him, "Xuan'er, have you been practicing these past two days?"ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

Xiao Xuan looked back and saw Xiao Yao's face was pale, "Ancestor, you are injured."

Xiao Yao said softly: "Last night, the powerful demon clan tried to enter the palace, but I killed him outside the palace wall. None of the ten demon clan monks survived, and I also suffered some minor injuries."

"Xuan'er, don't worry, it'll be fine."

Having said this, he paused and continued: "Xuan'er, do you have any doubts about why the empire will do everything to protect you?"

Xiao Xuan had such doubts in his heart. According to the conventional script, if someone like him, whose Dantian was destroyed, just gave up, who would risk the survival of a country?

In a world where martial arts is popular, family love and friendship have always been luxuries.

"Xuan'er, there are two reasons for protecting you. First, our Xiao family will never abandon anyone except traitors. This is the rule set by our ancestors. Second, there is an emperor's holy energy in your body.

, a born emperor, even if your Dantian is broken, I and your father still believe that you can become a true emperor."

The Holy Qi of the Human Emperor?

His predecessor was a monster, a son of luck?

No wonder you can get the mysterious beads in the Immortal Burial Valley.

"Xuan'er, I just noticed a flame breath on your body, it's not an ordinary flame."

Xiao Xuan: "......"

He looked at Xiao Yao quietly, as if to say, since the ancestor found out, I will stop pretending and show my cards.

He slowly raised his arm, and green flames appeared in his palm, "Ancestor, this is it."

Xiao Yao's eyes fell on the palm of his hand and his pupils shrank, "Green Fire, Xuan'er, where did you get it?"

Xiao Xuan hesitated for a moment, "Old Ancestor, this fire came to me automatically."

Xiao Yao: "......"

Xuan'er, do you know that the flames between heaven and earth are also divided into grades, red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purple, black, and gold. Whether it is animal fire or divine fire, the colors are different, and the power is thousands of miles away.

If it is black beast fire, it is more powerful than red divine fire.

I don’t know whether the green fire in your hand is animal fire or divine fire.

Xiao Xuandao: "Old Ancestor, do you think this green fire can attack Shenhe realm monks and kill them instantly?"

Xiao Yao nodded, "Theoretically it's possible, but you can't get close to the Shenhe monks at all."

Xiao Xuan: "......"

Makes sense!

"Xuan'er, for the next three months, you will be tempering your body under this waterfall. Didn't Han'er bring you a body tempering pill? It will come in handy."

"When will the water of the waterfall be unable to hurt you at all, and the first stage of body tempering will be over."

"Old Ancestor, the waterfall is flying down, but the force of the slap is not strong. Even if I stand under the waterfall now, it can't hurt me."

"You can go and give it a try."

Xiao Xuan stood up and walked down the cliff. Unknown to him, on the top of the mountain, Xiao Yao set up a formation on the waterfall, speeding up the flow of water and dividing the water of the waterfall into countless channels.

Water pillars fell down one after another, like sharp swords thrust down from the sky.

At the edge of the pool, Xiao Xuan looked up at the waterfall and walked over step by step. When he stood under the waterfall, he realized that he was too naive.

Grass.

It hurts so much, who can bear it?

It feels like a sharp knife scratching the skin, the sting...

Xiao Yao floated outside the pool, "Xuan'er, from now on, you must temper your body under the waterfall for three hours every day. The time will gradually increase in the future, do you understand?"

Xiao Xuan gritted his teeth, veins popped out on his forehead, and he looked very painful, "Ming...I understand."

Xiao Yao added: "Body training monks are different from other monks. It is very difficult because ordinary people cannot bear the pain caused by body tempering."

Xiao Xuan endured the stinging pain on his shoulder and said, "Ancestor, I can do it."

"Go on!"

Xiao Yao left a word and disappeared under the waterfall.

Ouch.

Ouch.
Chapter completed!