Han Yang frowned, "Senior, so, your Xuanhuo Dao cannot condense the alchemy fire?" "Fart!" The statue suddenly became angry, "You junior, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand. The Xuanhuo Dao can cultivate the essence fire, the god fire, the karma fire, and the light fire afterwards. The last level of realm is the virtual fire.

, layer by layer, when you cultivate the fire of nothingness, your mind will be burned completely even in time and space! And the alchemy fire you mentioned is the most powerful at best, and it is the fire of gods!"

Han Yang was shocked when he heard this. If it was as the statue said, then the Xuanhuo Dao was indeed extremely perverted, but Han Yang was more concerned about another issue.

He asked, "Senior, I ask, can the flame condensed from your Xuanhuo Dao be refining elixir?" "Of course!" The statue was a little impatient, "Why do you listen, you are not interested in the Xuanhuo Dao of the Lord! Could it be that you want to devote yourself to the Alchemy Dao? Since that's the case, then you go, the Xuanhuo Dao of the Lord needs to devote your life to your energy, like

If you are not strong-willed and distracted, it is absolutely difficult to achieve great success!”

Han Yang suddenly became anxious. How could he give up the method of condensing alchemy fire that he had finally obtained? He immediately swears to the statue: "Senior, I misunderstood. I am not interested in that alchemy. But the Xuanhuo Dao of Senior, it makes me fascinated and yearn for it. If the senior can teach it to me, I will definitely not be able to do so.

Failing the expectations of seniors and concentrating on practicing, we must cultivate the fire of nothingness and promote the reputation of seniors!" "Well, it's not bad!" The expression on the statue's face eased a little, "In this way, I am worthy of being my disciple of Xuanhuo Tianshi! Besides, you can open the Xuanhuo True Furnace of my deity, which shows that it is not only destined to be me, but also has excellent talent! In this way, I deity

Just accept your disciple, but you still don’t kowtow?"

Han Yang hurriedly knelt on the ground and bowed, "Advisor Han Yang, pay homage to Master!" The statue laughed a few times, "Not bad, I'm the Xuanhuo True Furnace has been in the mortal world for thousands of years, and it has finally started today. Boy, I am very satisfied with your disciple. Now, I will teach you the true transmission of Xuanhuo Dao, you

After you have obtained the inheritance of this deity, remember to practice diligently and strive to come to Yunxu to see me as soon as possible. Do you know?"

"The Land of Yunxu?" Han Yang was shocked. The Medicine Saint had mentioned this place before. Could it be that this place really exists? Also, could it be that this Xuanhuo Tianshi was not dead?

Thinking of this, he tried to ask, "Master, I don't know where you are? I haven't even heard of the place of Yunxu?"

The statue said: "Don't ask too much about this for the time being. With your current strength, it's useless to ask. When your strength reaches a certain level, you will know it!"

Han Yang stopped talking.

The statue said: "You should hold your breath and calm down and relax your body. You may feel a little painful later. You must endure it!"

"Yes!" Han Yang nodded quickly and sat cross-legged.

The tumbling black flame inside the statue's left hand squirted into Han Yang's forehead. Han Yang was so excited that he seemed to have a knife stuck in his forehead. He shouted in pain: "You lied to me, is this a little painful?"

He always thought that he was quite high in suffering, but this flame entered his body, making him feel that his bone marrow was roasted on the fire. The statue smiled, "This flame was condensed for thousands of years for the master and formed a little fire. With this fire, you will definitely make rapid progress when you practice, but the premise is that you have to bear it, otherwise you will be burned into powder by the flame.

There is nothing we can do about it!"

"Damn!" Han Yang couldn't help but curse. Why did he feel like he was being pitted by this old guy? After feeling the black flames rushed into his forehead, it instantly turned into countless black filaments and drilled into his meridians. He only felt that the refined dragon energy in his meridians began to boil, and there were even many refined dragons.

When the qi touched the black silk, it instantly disappeared and turned into an invisible.

Han Yang was busy using the Dragon Qi Creation Art to try to withstand these tiny black flames.

But it was useless at all. Soon, all the dragon energy refined in his meridians was refined and disappeared without a trace.

He felt that his body was about to melt soon.

He couldn't help but regret his recklessness. This statue might have set a trap for himself! But at this moment, a large amount of primitive dragon energy suddenly gushed out from the dragon ball in his dantian, and penetrated into his meridians with a stinging pain, and instantly wrapped around the tiny black flames. Look at their appearance

Zi, they actually fought together.

Although it was very painful, Han Yang breathed a sigh of relief. At least the black flame had a goal and he had no worries about his life for the time being.

He could only endure the severe pain and watched the battle between these two forces. After encountering the black flame, the primitive dragon energy was instantly refined and most of it was directly annihilated, but a small part of it turned into a gentle dragon energy.

Han Yang hurriedly used the Dragon Qi Creation Art to control the refined dragon Qi to repair his damaged meridians.

This black flame is extremely perverted. Faced with such a vast primitive dragon energy, it did not weaken at all, but became stronger. Han Yang had a bitter face and thought to himself that he was dead now. How could he believe the old man's words? This old man was clearly lying to himself. He could feel that there was a powerful consciousness in the black flame, and that consciousness was not

It's someone else, it's that old man.

Although the black flame is strong, the dragon ball does not avoid it at all. The primitive dragon energy inside seems to be endless, constantly consuming the black flame.

The black flames noticed something was wrong. Han Yang discovered that the black filaments in his meridians suddenly gathered together in front of his dantian, and then crashed towards the dragon balls in his dantian.

With this collision, the seal of the Medicine Saint had dispersed suddenly.

Han Yang's face suddenly turned ashamed and cursed: "It's so mad, you're going to kill me!"

A strange laugh came from the black flame, "Boy, you are too naive. When I clean up this strange bead, I will take you over. Then, I will see the light of day again!"
Chapter completed!