"call"

At this moment, Luo Gute let out a sigh of relief, then fell down without any image, and gasped: "It should be done, it cannot change any more."

"puff!"

As soon as he finished speaking, something happened!

In the direction of the cave entrance, the strange flame suddenly flew in.

"Hey!"

Mr. Hai was the first to react and shouted anxiously: "Be careful, everyone."

The small flame is like a soybean oil lamp, but after flying to the cave, it emits a dim light, just like the afterglow of the setting sun, hazy and beautiful.

The flame hangs over the cave. After spinning for a few rounds, it seems to be looking for a target. However, it may be because it feels that the target has disappeared, and the flame stagnates and sways with it, vaguely, showing signs of disintegration and dissipation.

Seeing this, Qi Xiang's heart moved and immediately soared into the air, and gently copied the palm of her hand.

After a moment, he fell silently in the air, and then held his hand to look at it. At this time, the flames floated on his palm, a few inches away from the palm of his palm.

The orange light shone on his face, and then a long figure was pulled out behind him.

The small flame was less than half a meter away, but Qi Xiang felt strange. He could not feel the heat of the flame at all, and it was not as he imagined that the flame was full of blazing meaning.

On the contrary, he felt that the flames of the flames were surprisingly warm, illuminating his heart.

"Qi Xiang"

At the same time, Mr. Hai and others approached carefully. But after only a few steps, they stopped a few meters away. A person had a strange expression, as if he was respectful and awe.

"Qi Xiang, such a dangerous thing, why are you playing with it?"

Young Master Hai frowned and reached out to block his face, as if he was not affected by the heat, and a layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

The reactions of others were similar. One person stopped and watched, and there was a hint of heat rising on their faces, hands, and behind them, and they looked like they were suffering from the scorching heat.

Qi Xiang glanced at him and felt a little surprised: "Are you hot?"

"Nonsense, it's not just about heat, it's about to burn. Do you want to see?"

Young Master Hai took a step back. He opened his mouth and spitted it, as if he had sprayed a breath of fire, and the air was about to burn.

"No?"

Qi Xiang felt that Mr. Hai was exaggerating. He moved his palms and his fingertips swayed over the flames, but he felt that the flames were very warm, just like the sunshine in spring, warm and full of vitality.

“Huh?”

Qi Xiang's actions also shocked the others. You know, they were a few meters away and felt that the small flame was like a big stove, with heat waves imminent.

But looking at Qi Xiang's appearance, it seems that he is completely unaffected. Even if his strength is much higher than everyone else, he will not reach the point where he is inseparable from water and fire, right?

"Is this?"

Suddenly, An Zhi's heart moved, thought of a possibility, and hurriedly said, "Qi Xiang. This may be a spiritual fire! You should collect it soon, don't let it go."

"Spiritual Fire?"

Everyone was stunned. What is spiritual fire?

"Yes, it must be spiritual fire!"

At the right time, An Zhi expressed his excitement and explained: "In the legend, isn't there the magical power of Samadhi True Fire? However, this magical power is too powerful, and only immortals can cultivate it."

"However, in the records of our master, it seems that someone can find another way to extract a small part of the martial arts from the Samadhi True Fire method, and then improve it to form a small spiritual fire magic power."

"The power of spiritual fire is definitely far less than that of Samadhi True Fire. However, the conditions for cultivating spiritual fire are far less harsh than Samadhi True Fire. The most important thing is that after the spiritual fire is refined, there is also a magical function."

An Zhi sighed and said, "It can be passed down from generation to generation, and the torch will be passed on!"

"What?"

The others were stunned and a little confused.

"Yes, spiritual fire is something that can be inherited."

An Zhi said excitedly: "It's like a house, car, and secret recipes of martial arts, passed down from generation to generation. The ancestors passed it to the master, the masters passed it to the disciples, and the disciples passed it to the next generation."

"Really or not?"

Mr. Hai was stunned for a moment, half-believing and half-doubting: "Is there such a magical treasure in the world?"

"Of course there is nonsense."

An Zhi turned his mind to the railway and then changed his mind: "Of course, in theory, spiritual fire can indeed be passed down from generation to generation. However, in the actual operation, there are still some shortcomings."

"For example, during the transmission process of the spirit fire, it will definitely greatly weaken its power. If the person who receives the inheritance does not work hard, the spirit fire may be extinguished at any time and cannot be transmitted to others again."

"Besides, there must be various conditions when passing on. In addition, people with spiritual fire are used to cherishing themselves. They will definitely not pass on the spiritual fire unless they have to."

"If this person has any accident, the spiritual fire will be destroyed. Therefore, from ancient times to the present, there are naturally very few people who have obtained the spiritual fire inheritance.

An Zhi said regretfully: "I don't hide it from you. In fact, in the secret record of the ancestors of my sect, there is a generation of ancestors who have transformed into a spiritual fire by chance."

"However, the spiritual fire was passed down for three generations, but for some reason, it was finally extinguished and not passed down."

An Zhi said regretfully: "Otherwise, I wouldn't have been so frustrated now."

"Tsk!"

Everyone laughed and didn't know how to comfort them.

At this moment, An Zhi suddenly looked up and said excitedly: "In the record, the spiritual fire is not extinguished or destroyed, and it does not melt when it encounters water. It is like a cervix attached to the bone. It will stop until the enemy is burned to death."

"No wonder, that bat dares to hide in the corner. Even if he is forced to do so, he will only fight us to the death, but he will not dare to get close to the flames half a step."

An Zhi chuckled and said, "Because, there is still a glimmer of life to fight with us. However, once entangled by the spiritual fire, the bats will only be wiped out in ashes."

"So awesome?"

Mr. Hai looked at it, with a look of suspicion in his eyes: "I admit that things do look a bit domineering, and their arrogance is like waves, which makes people dare not get close. But what you said is like a gangrene with bones, isn't it too exaggerating?"

"No exaggeration, absolutely no exaggeration."

An Zhi swears: "If you don't believe it, wait until Qi Xiang conquers the spirit fire, and let him try it."

"Hey, it's a pity that my strength is too poor."

Then, An Zhi sighed again, his face full of loss: "Otherwise, I must be shameless and beg you to give me the spirit fire."

The others also understood what An Zhi meant. After all, they were forced by the heat wave just as soon as they wanted to get close to the spiritual fire.

With such strength, it would be a destruction to conquer the spiritual fire.

Perhaps the spirit fire has not been conquered yet, and it has turned into ashes first.

Only Qi Xiang, holding the spirit fire in her hand, without any pressure. And depending on the situation, she still looks very comfortable. From this we can also know that without enough strength, no matter how good the baby is, it cannot be swallowed.

As expected, in the world of cultivation, strength is the fundamental. Without strength, everything is empty.

Several people were somewhat stimulated and made up their minds to catch up.

"An Zhi, are you sure this is really spiritual fire?"

However, Qi Xiang was somewhat suspicious about An Zhi’s explanation: “According to your words, this spiritual fire should be something unique to us monks, so why did it appear here?”

"Well?"

The others were stunned and reacted one after another.

Yes, why?

You know, this is a maze arranged by the great magic. In the maze prison, there is also a teleportation formation arranged by the great magician. But why is there a spiritual fire in the prison arranged by the great magician?

It can’t be said that that great magician also knows how to practice spiritual fire?

"It's weird"

Mr. Hai scratched his head: "An Zhi, are you reading it wrong? In fact, this is not spiritual fire, but something else. For example, the explosion fire, the burning flame of the sky, etc., it may be someone else's powerful fire magic."

"Impossible, can fire magic last for so long?"

An Zhisuomei said, "If there is a magic circle arranged at the entrance of the cave, there is a ball of fire, it's easy to understand. But now, there is nothing at the entrance of the cave, it's just a flame."

"In this case, I don't believe it if flames are related to magic."

An Zhi said in a deep voice: "I don't understand magic, but I understand the characteristics of spiritual fire. After comparison, I came to the conclusion that this is spiritual fire."

"It's arbitrary, it's arbitrary."

Mr. Hai shook his head and turned around and said, "Old Luo, please sense it, is this thing a magic flame?"

"this"

Logut hesitated, his eyes were confused, and then he said awkwardly: "I am weak and I am not very familiar with magic, so I really can't confirm it."

"Hey, embarrassing!" Mr. Hai curled his lips.

"Okay, what's the point of fighting for this?"

At the right time, Guo Dazhen stood up and smoothed out: "No matter what kind of fire it is, it can be confirmed that this is a good thing anyway. Everyone doesn't have to argue, let Qi Xiang study and explore it by himself."

"By the way, An Zhi, do you know how to conquer the spiritual fire?"

Guo Dazhenren suggested: "If you know, teach Qi Xiang and let him try it. If he can successfully conquer it, it means that this thing is probably spiritual fire. If it fails, at least it can be confirmed that it is not spiritual fire."

"good"

An Zhi nodded quickly, and then, without shyness, taught Qi Xiang in detail the method of subduing the spiritual fire in front of everyone.

When others heard this, they knew that this method was equivalent to a dragon-slaying technique for them.

Even if they know the method, with their strength, they cannot implement it. Because this method of controlling fire has very, very high requirements for control.

The first step is not to fear the fiery high temperature of the spiritual fire. The next second step is to swallow the spiritual fire

"What, swallowed?"

Hearing this, including Qi Xiang, a person looked at An Zhi with a strange look.

The spiritual fire is overbearing and fierce, and it is like a gangrene attached to the bone. It will only stop if you burn someone to slag. This is what An Zhi said. He now let Qi Xiang swallow the spiritual fire. Is this harboring evil intentions or killing someone with a knife (to be continued).
Chapter completed!