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Chapter 90 Taoism is really hot
The Taoist temple is very quiet,

Wang Zhe staggered to the alchemy cave and opened the door.

In the "Spirit Gathering Formation", on the stone lampstand, the blue-white flame is still burning, but it looks like a candle in the wind and rain, which may be extinguished at any time.

When Baiqisi's inner guards searched this Taoist temple, they also discovered the abnormality of the flame, and thought about taking the flame away, but after a series of accidents, they forgot about this place.

"This fire is the spiritual fire between heaven and earth, so it should be useful."

With a flame similar to real fire, the next step is to use this flame to heal injuries.

This requires drawing fire into the body, entering the meridians, passing through the internal organs, limbs and bones, in order to dispel the extremely yin wind in his body.

The real fire of Taoism can subdue demons, refine alchemy, and refine weapons on the outside; internally, it can refine the internal organs, marrow, and soul.

This requires a special practice method.

He also got a copy of "Xiantian Huo Jue" from the head of Songfeng Temple, which talks about the method of using "Xiantian True Fire".

From absorbing the fire from outside, to refining externally, refining internally.

Because of the complexity of what he had learned, although he had been meditating in the mountains for several months, he hadn't practiced this technique yet.

But I don't think that life and death are at stake today, and in times of crisis, it came in handy.

Wang Zhe reached out and approached the ray of blue-white flame, and tried to inhale the ray of flame into his body according to the method mentioned in the "Innate Fire Art".

This flame doesn't look like much, but it is powerful, it can melt iron into gold, it is far better than ordinary flames, ordinary water cannot make it extinguish.

The flame dances,

Wang Zhe struggled to mobilize his almost frozen zhenqi.

The flame fluttered a few times, and there was a burning pain. The spiritual fire made a hole in his palm, and then sank into the meridian all of a sudden, followed by severe burning pain.

He hurriedly sat cross-legged, concentrated his mind, and used the method of "innate true fire" to stimulate the ray of flame,
The flame that entered the body burned when it met the true energy, and then touched the cold air of the cold wind in the meridians, like fire and ice meeting together.

After a while, black air emanated from Wang Zhe's body.

It is also thanks to their mutual restraint and balance, otherwise this ray of spiritual fire from outside would be enough to burn Wang Zhe's meridians and viscera to ashes.

Wang Zhe tried his best to follow the method in the "Innate Fire Jue", using the external spiritual fire as a guide, using true energy as firewood, using the body as a melting pot, and using God as a bondage, the spiritual fire turned into real fire.

Under the control and refinement of Wang Zhe's hard work, the external spiritual fire dispelled the extremely yin "Yinfeng" that invaded his body, and slowly transformed it into a "fire starter".

The risk of practicing in this way is higher, and the slightest carelessness may cause the spiritual fire to get out of control. Once that happens, even if Wang Zhe has an astonishing cultivation, he has been reborn and reborn, but he can't stop the real fire from inside out. of burning.

At that time, within a short moment, his internal organs, meridians and marrow would be burned into a pile of scum by the flames.

If he succeeds, he can become the rumored true fire of Taoism.

You must know that if you rely on your own practice and understanding, you must first practice the Taoist real fire, and you don't know how much time and effort it will take.

That bit of spiritual fire was very violent at the beginning, killing one thousand enemies and destroying eight hundred. While dispelling the wind, the meridians where it passed were also affected, and some of them were scorched and burned.

It was hot and cold, like a flame knife and a weapon colliding and cutting in his body. His body was the battlefield, but the two sides in the battle did not listen to his control.

The severe pain made Wang Zhe almost lose his mind.

He endured it, and at the cost of consuming a lot of his true energy, he integrated his consciousness into the spiritual fire, like taming a tiger and dragon.

As time went by, the slowly violent spirit fire began to transform and became much more docile.

In the meridian, the ray of flame no longer burns violently, recklessly, and unscrupulously, but is restrained, only dispelling the cold air emitted by the ray of wind, and no longer burns the meridian.

As that bit of spiritual fire continued to wander through his body, black air continued to emanate from his body.

The frost that had condensed on the surface of his body slowly melted away, and the biting cold from the inside out also receded.

The real fire enters the meridians and passes through the internal organs. This is more meticulous work than carving on corn, and there can be no mistakes.

Time passed bit by bit, and the wisp of "Feng Feng" in his body was slowly dispelled by the wisp of real fire.

Afterwards, Wang Zhe did not dissipate the real fire, but continued to practice with it.

Pass through the internal organs, pass through the limbs,
At this time, the spiritual fire has turned into a ray of real fire, swimming in his body very docilely.

The tiger turned into a docile cat,

The clothes on Wang Zhe's body turned into crumbs under the alternating extreme cold and extreme heat.

Looking from the outside, through the jade-like skin, one can vaguely see a ray of blue light swimming in his body, like a fish in the water.

His originally pale face turned rosy.

Outside the moon sets, the sun rises, and a new day begins.

Two monks came from Lanruo Temple, a hundred miles away. One was over 70 years old, with a thin face and a few strands of white beard, holding a nine-ringed tin rod in his hand.

Beside him is a young monk with a knapsack on his back.

Zen Master Guangji who got the news came out to welcome him.

"Amitabha, Junior Brother, I didn't expect you to come!"

"Brother got injured, he should cultivate well, and on the way, Junior Brother Guangyun has already told me the cause and effect of the incident.

That monster has advanced cultivation, so I brought the golden Buddha from Yunlin Temple. "

Guangji invited him to the meditation room, but he talked about another matter with him, talking about Wang Zhe's extreme yin injury, but he deliberately blurred Wang Zhe's identity.

"Xinfeng, senior brother read right?" The monk who came from Yunlin Temple was very surprised when he heard this.

"It was an extremely cold force. A monk in the temple froze to death just because he touched it."

"This wind is extremely cold, and it is rumored that only a ray of wind can be born in the thousands of dark winds.

Only the Taoist True Fire and the Buddhist Golden Flame can be broken. This is a terrifying thing that claims to be able to kill immortals. The benefactor is probably in danger. "

"I think his fortune is deep, not like a short-lived person."

"Then maybe he will have another chance, just afraid that the gust of wind will cause big trouble!" The Zen master of Yunlin Temple worried.

"I hope he is safe and sound." Chan Master Guangji sighed.

The monk who came from Yunlin Temple in Lin'an stayed in Lanruo Temple for less than an hour before going down the mountain.

He has more important things to do,

There is also a big monster in the mountain waiting for him to surrender,

He holds a nine-ringed tin rod, and his disciples carry a bag, which contains a golden Buddha.

The master and apprentice went down the mountain and headed towards Guobei County.

Along the way, he stopped and walked, and the old monk looked around from time to time, and when he reached the foot of a mountain, he stopped.

"You stay here later."

"Yes, Master."

The old monk took the bag and went to the forest. Although he looked old, he walked like flying in the forest. After climbing several peaks one after another, he saw a dead forest.

The surrounding forests have all withered, even the evergreen pines and cypresses have withered and lost their vitality. It looks like there has been a severe drought for several years.

There were still some corpses of birds and beasts on the ground, their bodies shriveled, as if they had been dead for many days.

At the foot of the mountain, he also found the bottomless crack.

"Amitabha." The old monk stood beside the crack for a while, and then led the golden Buddha into the crack.

After several hours, until it was getting dark, the old monk came up from the ground, his face was pale when he came out.

"Amitabha, it's really a majestic wind, this is a great ominous place!"

Just now, in the unknown depth of the ground, his Golden Buddha suddenly emitted a golden light as a warning, and then he sensed an extremely cold force, and vaguely saw a wisp of gray wind, so he left in a hurry.

If it weren't for the protection of the Golden Buddha, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to get out.

Afterwards, he set a Buddhist curse on both sides of the crack, found a stone tablet and stood it aside, carved words as a warning, and then turned and went up the mountain.

After crossing mountains and ridges, he found the disciple waiting beside the road.

"Master."

"Let's go to Guobei County."

Two monks, one old and one young, went to Guobei County.

(End of this chapter)