Alchemy body

"What's the situation?" Ling Fan stared at his whole body in surprise.But as soon as he calmed down, Ling Fan suddenly became agitated again. Isn't the flame burning on his body the spiritual fire that he has always wanted to cultivate?

Forcibly suppressing the excitement in his heart, Ling Fan began to concentrate, and then secretly tried to control the flame with his thoughts.I didn't think about it, I just thought about the flame leaving the body, and the flame rose and left the body very consciously.Such a change obviously made Ling Fan even more excited, he couldn't stop laughing and said, "Hahaha! Brother is a genius!"

As he continued to use his thoughts to control the spirit fire, Ling Fan became more and more comfortable.Suddenly, Ling Fan turned around gorgeously, then raised his right hand high, and shouted a word: "Take it!"

But seeing all the flames, they all began to converge on Ling Fan's right hand, and at this moment Ling Fan seemed to be holding a torch high.

At this moment, Ling Fan still didn't let up, and even looked forward to it.But seeing Ling Fan slowly withdraw his raised right hand, his gaze was also staring at the flame suspended in the air, and he murmured: "Obey, don't fall, don't fall...".

And when Ling Fan's right hand was completely withdrawn, the flame was still automatically suspended in the air.

"Successful, I succeeded! Little guy, look, the spiritual fire I created!" Ling Fan stared at the flame and danced excitedly.

Seeing this, the red-haired mouse's eyelids and facial muscles twitched endlessly. After Ling Fan fiddled with it for a long time, he was forced to cultivate a spiritual fire.Incredible, really incredible!This simply broke the rules of the cultivation world.

Together with the playfulness, Ling Fan is no longer limited to the suspension of the spiritual fire, and then uses his thoughts to control the movement of the spiritual fire.With the mastery becoming more and more proficient, now the flames are flying everywhere in the Qingfeng Palace under Ling Fan's control.

"return!"

When Ling Fan felt that he had finally had enough of playing, Ling Fan stared, then shouted loudly at the flame.

But as soon as the words fell, the flame returned to Ling Fan's body quickly as if accepting the order, and then submerged into the token in his mind.

In order to verify that all this was not a dream, Ling Fan repeated the same method several times.But after seeing the spiritual fire appearing on Ling Fan's body from time to time, and disappearing from time to time, Ling Fan finally stopped all this after more than a dozen times.

"Hey! How are you, little guy?" Ling Fan said proudly when he walked to the red-haired mouse.

"Cut! Isn't it just a spiritual fire? I can easily create such a low-level flame, so what's the fuss?" The red-haired mouse glanced at Ling Fan with disdain.

"Hahaha! To you, this may indeed be a trivial matter, but to me, Ling Fan, this will be a historic step forward for me to become a cultivator." Ling Fan said with a big laugh.

Indeed, the first level of spiritual fire from the cultivation of Huo Yuan Jue is indeed the first milestone in Ling Fan's cultivation career!

Every day during the day, Ling Fan repeated the same thing - sweeping the floor.And at night, Ling Fan continued to practice.As long as there is time, Ling Fan will control the token in his mind to collect the fire elements in the world.Only by storing more fire elements can Ling Fan continue to play.

In the blink of an eye, half a year has passed so boringly.

Today's Ling Fan is becoming more and more proficient in using spiritual fire, and he can also control the temperature of spiritual fire.When the first fallen leaf was lit by Ling Fan, Ling Fan almost cried out excitedly.

What is even more surprising is that Ling Fan started to use spiritual fire to refine bones after being so excited about playing with fire.This originated from Ling Fan's curiosity once, wanting to see how to use spiritual fire to practice the Immeasurable Golden Bone Art. This sudden curiosity made Ling Fan surprised to find that the bones calcined by the spiritual fire not only did not get damaged, but changed. Get stronger.

Not only did he temper his bones with spiritual fire, but Ling Fan also began to temper his own muscles.However, as soon as the temperature rises slightly, Ling Fan feels extremely uncomfortable. Therefore, Ling Fan can only get used to a certain temperature, and then gradually increase it gradually.If the temperature is high from the beginning, what is the difference from self-immolation?

At first, the red-haired mouse was speechless when it saw Ling Fan's self-abuse in cultivation, and even wondered if Ling Fan was a fool in his cultivation, and had nothing to do with playing with his body with fire.But half a year later, Ling Fan's cultivation base and state hadn't improved, but his muscles became harder every time he practiced. Now the red-haired mouse wants to bite Ling Fan's skin much harder.

From the perspective of the red-haired mouse, fire is generally used for burning, attacking or refining weapons. Now, Ling Fan wouldn't want to use fire to cultivate his flesh drive, right?Could this be the technique Ling Fan practiced?

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One year is neither long nor short.In the blink of an eye, the day for the new disciple to build the foundation finally arrived.

For a year, Ling Fan had to calculate the time almost every day.But back then, Ling Fan claimed to his master for a year or so, so he married a fairy back.Now, let alone marrying a fairy, there is no chance to even see a fairy, let alone marry back.

For such a long time, Ling Fan did not see Lin Xue again, even Ling Fan felt that Lin Xue had already forgotten him.If you still remember, at least come and see yourself!

And every time he thought about it, Ling Fan would laugh at himself and say, "Ling Fan, what are you? You're a sweeper from the Piao Miao sect, why should elder sister Xue'er come to see you?"

Thinking of this, Ling Fan even felt a little ashamed. If Lin Xue came, he might not dare to see her.Therefore, Ling Fan often used this as motivation to redouble his cultivation, hoping that he would become stronger as soon as possible, so that people could look directly at him.

Today, Mo Lao arrived at Qingfeng Palace early before dawn.For Ling Fan sleeping in Qingfeng Palace every night, Mo Lao has long been used to it.

When Mr. Mo came to the entrance of the main hall, he shouted towards the inside of the hall: "Xiaofan, get up quickly, today is the big day for new disciples to establish their foundations every three years, if you miss it, you can go in three years later! "

At this time, Ling Fan was sitting in meditation in Qingfeng Hall with his eyes closed, and slightly opened his eyes, a ball of dark green flames flickered past, then Ling Fan stood up and hurriedly trot towards the gate.

"Hey! Mr. Mo, good morning! Please wake me up again!" Ling Fan laughed.

"Don't rely on your words, let's go!" Mr. Mo said after looking around the Qingfeng Palace, before facing Ling Fan squarely.As soon as the words fell, with his hands behind his back, he turned around and walked towards the courtyard of Qingfeng Palace.

As soon as Ling Fan left the main hall, he slowly closed the Qingfeng Hall.If the foundation building is successful today, you can stay in the Xiuzhen Hall in the future and don't have to come back.After staying in Qingfeng Palace for a year, Ling Fan felt somewhat emotional, but now that he was about to leave, he still felt a little bit reluctant.

As for the third hall of the Piao Miao Sect, everything has also begun to stop today.All the disciples got up early, dressed neatly, and gathered outside the dormitory with excited faces.Immediately, under the leadership of the deacon, he headed towards the realm of the Xiuzhen Hall.