Muchen nodded, and he would adapt to the situation when he dives. With the Flame Transformation Talisman, he would have another trump card.
In the days that followed, he went down to the crater to exercise and quietly used the flame-turning talisman to increase his affinity for the fire aura.
Muchen also had Dragon Kingdom experts copy the magic formula that Wang Fu gave him.
Unexpectedly, Muchen and the cultivators in the secret realm would have no effect after practicing this technique.
In the end, experts came to a conclusion that the cultivation of spiritual consciousness is a matter in another field and has nothing to do with the quality of spiritual roots.
Now that the Dragon Kingdom has begun to look for talented people in spiritual cultivation, Muchen has stopped practicing this technique.
On the other hand, Li Yao never talked to him again since that day. When he came to practice, he just practiced by himself from a distance without talking to anyone.
Fen Xing would come out to play tricks on Muchen from time to time, but the play was not that excessive, just a prank.
Three months passed quickly, and Muchen also came to the crater as agreed.
Several elders of the Fire God Sect were setting up formations at the crater, and Fenxing and Zhuohai Zhenren were also there.
"Fellow Taoist Muchen!"
Muchen only felt his shoulder being hit by a hammer. When he turned around, it was Sima Haokong who was patting his shoulder enthusiastically.
He and Sima Haokong have not met several times in the past three months, but every time they meet, he can feel that the other person is a little stronger than the last time.
But this time, Muchen felt that Sima Haokong's momentum had completely changed.
He has succeeded in breaking through the golden elixir!
Muchen was filled with envy in his heart. He had a family, a background, and a talent that just couldn't be compared.
But there is no need for him to belittle himself. Soon, with the support of the Dragon Kingdom, he will be able to break through the golden elixir.
"Strength is respected in the world of immortality, so there is no need for seniors to call me fellow Taoist."
Muchen smiled and said, with so many elders from the Fire God Sect here, he definitely couldn't be brothers with a Jindan Qi.
Sima Haokong scratched his head. He was innocent and just about to say that there was no need to do this when an old voice came from behind.
"Haokong, you are already a golden elixir stage monk. Every move you make is related to the face of the Fire God Sect and the Sima family. How can you behave like this with a low-level monk?"
An elder of the Fire God Sect in the Nascent Soul stage came over and looked at the immortal, but as soon as he opened his mouth, Muchen was disgusted.
You old man!
Muchen cursed in his heart, but on his face he was still very respectful to this old man.
Sima Haokong said: "Uncle, Fellow Taoist Muchen is very powerful. Sooner or later he will enter the golden elixir stage!"
Sima Haokong's uncle sneered: "The journey of cultivating immortality is so difficult. Who can make an absolute guarantee? I don't know how many geniuses have stayed in a low realm for their whole life due to accidents, let alone this miscellaneous spirit from a third-class force.
root."
Muchen raised his eyebrows, already feeling very unhappy. He raised his head and looked at the elder, but the other man's eyes were full of disdain.
"I don't know why the Supreme Elder asked you, an outsider, to help Haokong refine the True Fire of Samadhi. You'd better not have other ideas. If a hair of Haokong is injured, I want you to die without a burial place.
"
Muchen felt that the anger in his heart could no longer be suppressed, but his reason finally made him do nothing.
Who calls the other party Nascent Soul?
Muchen could only lower his head with a smile and say, "You are right," but the moment he lowered his head, a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes.
No, why should I tolerate him?
I just can't stand this tone!
Muchen raised his head and said loudly: "Since your lord does not believe me, there is no need for me to go down. I will take my leave now!"
His voice attracted the attention of others, and Master Zhu Hai and Fen Xing rushed over.
"Little friend Muchen, what's going on? Why are you going back on your promise now? Is there anything we did wrong?"
Although Master Zhuo Hai was asking, he glanced at Sima Haokong's uncle, and the latter's expression suddenly brightened.
Muchen shook his head: "No, I just thought about it carefully. After all, I am just an outsider. If something happens under the magma, I am afraid that I will be blamed."
Master Zhuo Hai smiled slightly and whispered softly:
"Don't worry, I said no one will blame you, just go ahead and do it... What do you think? Elder Sima Tian."
Although these words were spoken softly, they were as loud as thunder in Sima Tian's ears.
Sima Tian's face turned red, and he couldn't understand that Master Zhuo Hai would actually question him for an outer sect's Concentration Realm bastard.
But who told the other party to be in the stage of transformation?
He held it in for a long time before spitting out:
"That's natural."
Muchen was happy, but when he saw the grudge in the other person's eyes, he felt a little sad.
If I had given in just now, wouldn't I have offended him? Muchen thought to himself.
Damn it, who cares, let’s feel comfortable first!
After this short interlude, Muchen and Sima Haokong began to adjust their state, and they would enter the magma later.
Master Zhuo Hai gave each of them a talisman.
"You two should be able to dive quite a distance. Haokong has a fire-attributed heavenly spirit root, and can dive as far as seven hundred feet, but it's not deep enough. These two black ice talismans are what I got from other places.
What you get at the stage of becoming a god can ensure your safety when you dive to a thousand feet."
Muchen took the talisman and felt a little uneasy: "But after reaching a thousand feet, the pressure and the erosion of the fire spirit will probably make us unable to move."
Master Zhuo Hai smiled: "You will know when the time comes. It will be very safe after a thousand feet."
Muchen listened to him playing lantern riddles, but felt unsure, so he took the black ice talisman to the vicinity of the crater.
He activated the Xuanbing Talisman and immediately felt a chill in his body. White frost continued to form on his body, and soon he was frozen by a large piece of ice.
Fen Xing shouted directly: "Get down here!"
Then he kicked Muchen down.
Old witch, you are really a loser!
Muchen cursed in his mind, and his field of vision was completely occupied by lava.
He could feel himself sinking, but he didn't feel any heat at all. It was nothing like before.
He could only wait silently in the ice, calculating the distance of his descent.
One hundred feet, three hundred feet, five hundred feet...
After reaching 800 feet, Muchen discovered that the surrounding magma was actually filled with substantial fire aura!
Because it was too strong, the fire spirit energy directly liquefied.
Muchen shivered, not because it was cold in the black ice, but because he was really afraid.
Even with his physical body, he probably wouldn't be able to withstand two breaths here.
This volcano is too scary. If these spiritual energy explodes, it will be no different from a nuclear bomb.