Returning from the end of the fairy road

Chapter 283 The Smell of Fire
"What?!" Everyone was shocked.

"Where was it killed?" the butcher asked quickly, "Where is the ghost? Did it escape?"

"It's in the starry sky outside Lefu Star!" The piano master said coldly, "And it only took one blow, but my robe incarnation had already fallen after the one blow, so I can't tell whether it escaped or not."

"Let's go, without further ado, let's go there together!" the blacksmith shouted.

Mei Shu closed her folding fan and warned: "Be careful of fraud."

The storyteller said with a smile: "Be careful, but don't say there is no scam. Even if there is, it is related to the safety of an area, so we will go and try it!"

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Soon, in the void outside Lefu Star, the space fluctuated slightly, and more than twenty star masters descended together on the star marks, and the formation was terrifying.

The void is filled with a manic aura, the heat wave has not dissipated, and the aura of fire poison still remains here. The ghost has already escaped thousands of miles after killing the musical incarnation of the musical instrument, and all the treasures in the avatar of the magical robe have also been plundered, and In the void not far away, there was only an apricot-colored robe floating quietly like duckweed.

The luthier raised his hand, and the cassock slowly floated in front of her. On the casket, there was still a breath of flames. She grabbed the cassock, and there were cold stars in her eyes.

"Lord Lefu Star, can you lend me your robe for inspection?" A voice sounded faintly, and the piano master followed the sound and saw that the person who spoke was none other than Chu Tianming.

The piano master lowered his eyes slightly, thought for a while, nodded, and threw the cassock to Chu Tianming.

After Chu Tianming took it, he put it directly in front of his nose and sniffed it gently.

The robe is the part of the Tao that is shed after the Dao wheel of the monk in the Tao-shaping realm is formed into the small Tao jade. It is refined through its own unique Tao pregnancy and sacrifice, and contains the monk's Tao aura.

The incarnation of the robe is a kind of magic weapon similar to a clone puppet, which is refined on this basis. Such a magic weapon is equivalent to a pure Tao, and after she is killed, some of her opponents will still remain in the Tao. Dao marks.

When Chu Tianming sniffed her cassock, a hint of mist could not help but appear on the jade face under the veil, but she clenched her silver teeth slightly, narrowed her starry eyes, and stared at Chu Tianming, her thoughts continuing.

After many years of pregnancy and nourishment, the robe was naturally filled with his own scent. When Chu Tianming smelled it, it was almost like smelling his own body fragrance against the clothes...

But Chu Tianming's thoughts were very pure, and the words of his old friends even came to his mind.

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"Tianming, do you know that every kind of fire has its own flavor?" Long Lan sat casually by the riverside of the Tianyu Fire River in Emperor Yan's Cultivation Domain, drinking wine with Chu Tianming, who looked like a scholar in white. , when he got excited after drinking it, he picked it up casually, and caught a small spark from the river of fire that made countless strong people in the Tao Shaping Realm tremble.

It was a glazed flame, like the bud of a lotus. It was a terrifying Tao fire. Even if an ordinary Tao-shaping realm expert got a trace of it, a hole would be burned into his Tao body immediately.

But such a spark was allowed to be held by Long Lan at his fingertips, as obediently as a pet.

Chu Tianming drank wine and said with a smile: "Long Lan, you are an expert at playing with fire, so naturally you can say whatever you want."

"Tianming, this is wrong. You should be able to smell it if you have a good practice." Long Lan put the fire in front of his nose, took a slight sniff, savored it carefully, and said, "Pure and transparent, Innocence... This is the taste of the glazed pure fire. Even all the evil consequences in the world can be burned away as long as the pure fire is ignited."

He put the glazed pure fire back into the river of fire in the sky, held it casually, and twisted another fireball, "Irregular and unpredictable, like a child losing his temper, this is the thunder flame..."

"No, no, that's too rough to say." Chu Tianming took the Lei Guangyan into his hand, put it under the wine glass and roasted it slightly, then threw the Lei Guangyan into the river of fire, and drank the wine in the glass. After finishing it, he smacked his lips and said, "Tsk, tsk, tsk... The wine warmed by the thunder flames tastes a bit stronger, but this kind of strong but unusual spirit... is worth swiping on the tip of the tongue a few more times. Swallow it." "Tianming, you are wasting the power of thunder and fire." Long Lan frowned and said, "Any flame has its own unique smell. If it is used to warm wine, it will not like it."

"You are not Huo, how do you know that Huo doesn't like it?" Chu Tianming cast a sideways glance at him and said jokingly.

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Thinking of this, he sniffed carefully, and murmured: "Every kind of fire has its own smell... What is your smell?"

He sniffed, his mind was flying, all kinds of things appeared in his mind, and his eyes were filled with chaos.

In a trance, his deep thoughts flew over thousands of mountains and rivers, swam across the galaxy, passed through the stars, and finally saw a field of fire.

In that fire field, a figure shrouded in black robes was sitting silently in the sea of ​​flames. He was holding a long spear with countless magic patterns attached to it. He tempered it with fire. The power of Dao was drawn from the spear and refined into it.

One is ebbing and the other is ebbing, and the fire power in this fire domain is weakening at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Suddenly, the figure in black robe subconsciously turned his head, his eyes seemed to be looking through the void, far away from the direction of Chu Tianming's vision.

"Who?!" An alert growl came from under the black robe, and endless black flames spurted out with thick smoke and fire dust, violently dispersing the scene.

"Bear!"

A flame suddenly appeared on the cassock in Chu Tianming's hand. The flame was deep and dark, like the evil fire of the devil's abyss, but it was fleeting.

"Fellow Daoist Chu!" the butcher exclaimed.

All the star masters looked at Chu Tianming curiously.

There was also a look of curiosity in the eyes of the luthier, "Friend Chu, this?"

Chu Tianming returned the robe to the piano master and said, "Master Lefu Star, I have finished observing, thank you very much."

The luthier's slender eyelashes trembled slightly. She took the cassock, stared at Chu Tianming with her starry eyes, and asked, "Did Xingzhu Chu discover anything?"

Chu Tianming nodded, took out the ghost brush, splashed ink in the void to draw, and soon traced the scene in the void that he had deduced while thinking.

The Star Lords were a little surprised when they saw the vivid picture Chu Tianming described and the figure wearing a black cloak and holding a spear in those words.

They were surprised that Chu Tianming's deduction ability was so good. He was able to deduce such a scene just by relying on the remaining breath of the robe.

But they didn't know that it was Long Lan's reminder to Chu Tianming many years ago that led him to use the Marks of Fire to deduce, and finally some vague outlines were deduced.

Chu Tianming asked loudly: "In the Hunfang Cultivation Domain, there are vast galaxies and numerous fire domains. Do you fellow Taoists know where this fire domain is located?"

(End of this chapter)