The candle flame flickered, the firelight and your expectant gaze fell on Lu Xing's face, and the frown between his eyebrows softened.

"Maybe I can understand this bird totem," Lu Xing said to Tan Jing, then his mind sank, and the sword intent gathered into a villain and appeared in Niwan Palace.

Since Lu Xing can understand, I will help him... Tan Jing raised her hand to take off the wooden hairpin from her bun and placed it on her chest. She just held it with both hands. The word "Wen" on the top of the hairpin glowed slightly. She moved her chest

The awe-inspiring energy in his hands gathered on the wooden hairpin through the meridians of his hands, and the light on the word "wen" became brighter and brighter.

"Boom!" The stone chamber seemed to be shattered in an instant, and the sky and the earth were white. A bright drop of water dropped, and ripples appeared on the lake. The water rippled like silk, reflecting various colors, like a colorful picture.

picture scroll.

If you move your perspective to a high altitude, you can see that the lake surface is mostly purple-gold, with a purple-feathered black bird on the left and a three-foot sword on the right.

"Hey! The finishing touch!" Tan Jing's voice sounded in this world, and a finger that was a hundred feet long and wide fell down, just right on the purple-feathered black bird.

A trace of awe-inspiring righteousness floated out from the wooden hairpin. Mr. Wen's steps were soft and his eyes were bleary. He put the back of his right hand on his forehead and opened his mouth slightly with a hint of lament in his voice: "I am really a disciple. If Old Man Chu didn't insist on throwing it to me,

well……"

Mr. Wen raised his eyes slightly and looked at the sky through the gap between his fingers. A purple-feathered black bird was flying in the sky. Its cry was clear and crisp, like the sound of a bronze strike. His face as white as jade raised an obtuse angle and said:

"The cymbal is a musical instrument of the Zhou Dynasty. It's the first time I've seen it outside a book."

"Not bad, it's a worthwhile trip..." The gentleman is gentle and wears a jade ring. At this time, Master Wen is like a real person. He simply takes a step on the lake, as if the heaven and earth are playing for him. He raises his head and looks above his head,

I saw two old men through this world. They seemed to be... quarreling?

"Ha," Master Wen smiled softly, and sent out a touch of awe-inspiring righteousness with his right hand, heading towards the purple-feathered black bird in the sky like a spiritual snake.

With just one encounter, the white spiritual snake transformed by the awe-inspiring energy restrained the purple-feathered black bird. The snake's body was flexible and kept squeezing the purple-feathered black bird's body. After a while, the purple-feathered black bird couldn't support it and its body collapsed.

Because of the purple energy, it turned into a small statue, as thin as flower paper.

"鸸鸟, your inheritance in this world has long since disappeared, so you might as well just accept it..."

Under Master Wen's thoughts, the white snake bit the bird's flower paper and returned to his wrist. He twisted the bird's flower paper with his two jade fingers, his eyes flashed slightly, as if he had regained some energy, and moved forward again.

Take a step.

"Wow!" The surface of the lake shattered like a mirror, and the white world seemed unable to support the weight of Master Wen's step, and completely turned into nothingness.

The stone house was dark, illuminated only by candlelight.

This young man? Not simple... Master Wen's eyes flashed with surprise, and with a flick of his right hand, the bird's paper floated to Lu Xing's chest, then passed through his clothes and imprinted on Lu Xing's skin.

Master Wen looked back at Tan Jing, who was holding the wooden hairpin with her eyes closed. The corner of her mouth turned down, showing a dumbfounded expression: "This girl, I have told you so many times, don't use your natal magical power outside the academy, as it will be used by people with ulterior motives.

Targeted."

In the whisper, Master Wen stretched out his right hand, and his index finger and thumb formed a circle, like a bright moon, with a broken "goo" sound, leaving a red mark on Tan Jing's forehead.

"The sky and the earth are like an empty valley. It's better not to use your ability to understand the rules. My teacher has set up taboos for you. If you don't want to become a great Confucian, just hide them outside."

The white clothes were light and thin, slowly dissipating like a burnt candle, and a touch of awe-inspiring righteousness condensed on Tan Jing's eyebrows, which was like a black bird's seal.

The darkness was thick, the stone house returned to silence, and a pair of bright beautiful eyes slowly opened.

Tan Jing seemed to be aware of the ink pad on her forehead. She put her finger between her eyebrows and felt the shape of the ink pad. She murmured: "The painting is not a bird, but a Qingluan. My master understands me and knows that I don't like to practice the body."

"

"On the contrary, Lu Xing..." Tan Jing looked back at Lu Xing with her eyes closed, the fingertips of her right hand slid from the center of her eyebrows to her face, and said, "Lu Xing's body is very poor, and the body training method is just right for him."

She sat cross-legged in front of Lu Xing, with the oil lamp placed on the ground between them. Tan Jing stared at Lu Xing's face, as if she wanted to see the heart of the man in front of her, her brows tightened and relaxed, relaxed and tightened, until she could see

My eyes were sore, so I looked away angrily.

Little did they know, there was a fierce battle going on in Lu Xing's Niwan Palace.

In the Niwan Palace, the villain Sword Intention and the flower paper were fighting together. Lu Xing tightly condensed three-thirds of his sword intention, which was comparable to the sword intention of the little master, and the Eunuch's combat power was greatly improved after being compressed into flower paper.

To be fair, the two are now inseparable.

Lu Xing's soul was still at the level of holding the pill, and it was already the limit to withstand three-thirds of the sword's intention. He moved his muscles and bones to fight hand-to-hand with the eagle flower paper. Frankly speaking, he enjoyed this feeling very much, which was different from using his soul to control the sword's intention.

It was different. The strong collision between the bodies made him feel extremely comfortable, and every stroke was hearty.

Comfortable... The Jianyi villain stepped away, grabbed a roll of parchment out of thin air, and pondered it carefully. After enjoying it, he got down to business.

The parchment records the method of cultivating the bird totem, which is a body refining formula. There are six levels in total, but the parchment only records the first three levels, which are divided into the divine fire realm, the bright fire realm, and the karmic fire realm.

The divine fire realm is the entry-level level of cultivation. It uses the mind as a guide to burn out divine fire and train the mind.

The open fire realm is a level that must be practiced after the divine fire realm. It uses essence as a guide to burn open fire and train the body.

After completing these two levels, one inside and one outside, according to the records on the parchment, there is no order for the following four levels. They are divided into good and bad. You have to choose the practice that suits you.

The problem is... for the so-called last three levels, there is a Karma Fire Realm recorded on the parchment, and Lu Xing has no choice.

The Karmic Fire Realm is a level where cultivation is based on destiny. You cannot practice unless the destiny is deepened, otherwise the destiny will collapse and all your efforts will be lost.

While he was reading the words on the parchment, the paper parchment attacked again. Lu Xing dodged to avoid it, and then used his mind as a guide to activate the divine fire realm's hair door and ignite it!

"Itchy!" This was Lu Xing's first feeling, like millions of ants crawling in his heart.

"It hurts!" In just a moment, Lu Xing felt as if his heart was about to explode, and a monster was about to be knocked out of his heart.

Lu Xing's breathing quickened, and the sword-minded villain became flickering in and out of sight, retreating again and again under the attack of the turtle.

In the heart of the lake, the curses and curses of the people in the pavilion made the lake tremble.

"Is your kid sick? Don't take me with you if you have to suffer! Ah...it hurts——"

"Wenshan Xuxiang, come and save me, I can't stand it anymore and I'm going to have a heart attack——"

…

I don't know how long this scream lasted, and the people in the pavilion felt that their days were like years. Wenshan, who he usually relied on, didn't come out to help him at this moment, and he was in so much pain that he couldn't stand up straight.

"This is..." The person in the pavilion lay weakly in the sea of ​​red flowers. With a thought, a lavender flame appeared from the index finger of his right hand, and he said in surprise: "This divine fire is a bit interesting."

The person in the pavilion waved the divine fire casually, and the divine fire transformed into a shape in the air, and a pretty maid with no hair fell to the ground.

"Slave, I have met the master." The pretty maid is plump and thin, with skin as red as jade and heavy breasts.

"Ahem," the person in the pavilion pretended to cough, turned his head to one side, quickly took off his white robe, and said, "Put it on quickly."

The pretty maid put on a white robe and knotted the belt around her waist, like a tent, which barely covered everything. She tried to bow and said, "Thank you, Master."

The person in the pavilion then looked back at the pretty maid, nodded with satisfaction, and sighed softly: "From now on, you will be crying."

…

Inside Niwan Palace.

The Jianyi villain was wrapped in lavender divine fire. He grabbed the incoming eagle with one hand. The flames ignited on the eagle flower paper, and the two of them were instantly wrapped in the divine fire.

The eagle flower paper seemed to have no ability to resist in the divine fire. Apart from howling and screaming, it could only be slaughtered by others.

Soon, the bird paper was completely swallowed by the divine fire, and the purple color of the inner flame became much thicker.

In the middle stage of the divine fire realm, the divine fire can leave the body.

With a thought in Lu Xing's mind, the villain of Sword Intent disappeared, and the divine fire lived alone in Niwan Palace. It continued to expand and seemed to want to take over the entire Niwan Palace for itself.

At this time, two flying swords rushed into the Niwan Palace. It was the sun and the moon. They surrounded the divine fire and beat them. After a while, the divine fire was defeated step by step, and the scale of the ordinary flames was restored.

The flying swords of Sun and Moon drew circles around Niwan Palace, as if they were demarcating territory.

stone chamber

Lu Xing, who had closed his eyes for a long time, finally opened his eyes, which were bright and seemed to have a faint purple aura.

"Jing'er, I have understood the bird totem and entered the middle stage of the divine fire realm."

"Ah...ok," Tan Jing held her chin with her right hand and rubbed her hazy eyes.

Lu Xing moved his right hand forward, took Tan Jing's left hand, pulled her to stand up, and said, "Just wait and see, we can go out."

"Hmm... Okay," Tan Jing put the back of her right hand against her forehead, feeling sleepy. The way she looked up was exactly like Mr. Wen.

"Sacred fire, come out!" Lu Xing threw the divine fire in his hand towards the stone wall above his head. After the divine fire touched the stone wall, it spread along the gaps carved with the eagle, and a purple eagle suddenly came to life.

"Boom!" When heard roughly, it was like a hammer hitting its joints, and when heard carefully, it was like a bell ringing in a deep valley. Dust was flying on the top of the stone chamber, and the bird mural actually broke free from the stone wall and flew toward the outside of the stone room.

Suddenly a big hole appeared in the sky. There was no light outside and it looked like a night sky.

The two jumped out of the hole on the top and stood on the stone house. The surroundings were dark and dead, and the places where the chains came from were swallowed up by the void. Eight iron chains hung the stone house high in the void. Apart from the stone house, there was almost no place to stay.

place.

Lu Xing looked up at the sky. Countless stars outlined two completely different pictures. Where the pictures met, the light shone brightly.

"Lu Xing! Why are you here? If you have cultivated the awe-inspiring Qi, you should be sent to the palace." The question came from a distance, and a master wearing a high scarf and a long red jacket stepped out of the air.

Okay, there is a three-foot sword lying across the hand.

"Hey, boy, what a talent! You can activate the stone statue of a turtle! No, with this breath of yours, you have created a divine fire!" A shaggy old man in shabby clothes and an animal skin sweater exclaimed as he stepped on the turtle to escape from trouble.

From a distance, one can see the shock in the stone statue's eyes.
Chapter completed!