: 99. The fire in Dantian

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Yan Zhao’s fingers rubbed the cracked ring. ...
This ring was once photochemical, more integrated into the Ye Jing body, and now it is restored to the entity.
It was just a ring that looked like a flame. It was dull at the moment, and it looked dusty and mottled.
A fine crack covered the surface of the ring, like a spider web, seems to break at any time.
But Yan Zhaoge took the ring in his hand and still could feel the hot temperature.
Yan Zhao sings his eyes, his mind is concentrated, and he gradually sinks into the ring.
The foreground image of the eye suddenly changes.
First, it was dark, and then in the darkness of the fingers, suddenly there was light shining.
The ray is actually very weak, just a touch of light, but because the surrounding environment is completely dark, even if it is just a bright line, it is extremely dazzling.
Yan Zhaoge looked closely, it seems to be just a tiny Mars, flashing red light.
Mars gradually expanded, and the fire became brighter and brighter, gradually expanding into a small flame.
The flame burned more and more, the fire became bigger and bigger, from a small flame to a big fire, and later, turned into a boundless fire.
At the end of the day, the darkness disappeared completely, and the fire filled the whole world, and the whole world became a world of flames.
Everything else is not left, and the fire is burning alone.
Yan Zhao Ge calmed down and walked slowly in the sea of ​​fire, feeling the power of the mood.
Up and down the square, it is full of fire, but Yan Zhaoge carefully observes the observation, can feel that although the fire is four, but it does not appear chaotic.
The flame, like the tide of the sea, has its own direction of pulsation and circulation.
Yan Zhao’s songs are summed up, and my heart is gradually counting.
Surrounded by the chaos of the world, it was gradually changing in the eyes of Yan Zhao.
The flames seem to condense into a weird inscription, arranged in an infinite number of lines of text, and then criss-crossed, circling in the void, overlapping.
Yan Zhaoge looked at these words, and his mouth twitched slightly: "Before the big break, the words created by the Emperor of the Fire."
"Although I haven't deliberately studied it, I still know some general rules. Even with the guess, I can understand the content."
"Sure enough, it is the inheritance of the Emperor."
Yan Zhaoge is a little crying and laughing: "As a person of the Eight Great World, I got such a legacy, and now I don't know if you should say Ye Jing is a good life or a fate."
Look through these weird inscriptions and spells, and then appreciate the power of the artistic conception, Yanzhao songs gradually have a bit of insight.
"And now the practice of the sorcerer's world of the sorcerer's world is really very different. The sorcerer's empire is the strongest before the ruin, and its inheritance also has all-encompassing merits."

By borrowing a ‘fire’, you can have many ideas.

Yan Zhao’s singer said:
It’s just that with the changes in Ye Jing’s own state of mind, it’s getting closer and closer to the current practice of the Yanmo family.

The fire was lingering in front of him, and a closed door gradually emerged.
Yan Zhaoge felt it a bit, and the consciousness quits the world of fire and returns to reality.
Pushing the spirit of the fire from the fire, entering the ring, the ring full of cracks seems to be nourished, slightly flashing red light.
The consciousness of Yan Zhaoge sank into it again, and saw the closed door, which is now open.
Inside the door, the sky is dark red, the ground lava erupts, and the magma overflows.
The doomsday scene that I have seen before has once again reappeared in front of Yan Zhao’s song.
The flames of the sky slowly condensed in the void, gradually forming an illusory flame giant, old and powerful.
The catastrophe, the great destruction, the breath of great suffering, the desolateness of the ancient, is different from the present eight great world.
However, because of the continuous injury by Shi Tie and Yan Zhao Ge, the ring is extremely fragile at the moment.
This flame world, whether it is a dark red sky or a land covered with magma, is covered with black and black cracks, and the space seems to be broken at any time.
The flame giant, although the breath still reveals the power of its roots, but now it looks even more illusory.
Yan Zhaoge and the flame giant look at each other, in the eyes of the other side, as if there is real emotions.
It seems to be a powerful life that exists in this space, not just a remnant atmosphere.
Looking at it, Yan Zhaoge feels that his mood seems to be slightly turbulent.
Become impetuous and restless, give birth to a feeling of boredom, want to destroy and vent.
Yan Zhao’s eyes flashed, and his spirit was fixed. Those arrogant negative emotions suddenly subsided.
In front of the sky, the fire broke back into a strange and ancient pattern, arranged in front of Yan Zhao’s eyes.
Yan Zhaoge stared at these patterns and slowly interpret: "Tiansheng Shengdian...?"
With the interpretation, the string of characters and patterns turned into a stream of flames flowing into the body of Yanzhao.
Yan Zhaoge only feels his own body meridians, seems to be driven to burn, the whole body is in the upper and lower points, the stored flames are really fire, and they are also moving together.
It seems that countless firewood piles have been splashed on Mars and will burn together.
Yanzhao songs look calm, Dantian gas in the sea, hidden under the heavy air chaos air mass, suddenly reversed.
The burning sensation of the whole body suddenly had a goal, and Baichuan entered the sea in general, and together they gathered toward the chaotic air mass in Yanzhao Song Dantian.
A stream of heat, eventually in the chaotic air mass, turned into a condensed fire, flashing a faint fire.
The clean air of the Taiqing Qigong was slowly gathered to reconceive the chaotic air mass.
Yan Zhao song smiles, the top cheats of the collection of the Jingu Palace, the reason why he chooses to practice the Promise Heavenly Book, in addition to its own strength, the most important reason is the great feature of the Promise.
Chaotic promise, no beginning and no end, can accommodate all things, can produce everything, can destroy everything.
Promise Tianshu is extremely inclusive and can be eclectic, and even assimilate other martial arts classics, without revealing traces. After assimilation, the external can be simulated.
For example, the Taiqing Qigong passed by the Guangcheng Mountain.
For example, the current heavenly fire ceremony.
If you cultivate yourself, you will not be like Ye Jing.
Yan Zhao’s song nodded slightly, and the Skyfire Holy Scriptures had its own uniqueness.
Just the next experiment is worth using.
Looking back, Ahu stood aside and looked into the distance.
Yan Zhaoge put away the ring and looked into the distance.
There, a huge dark hemisphere, which was buckled on the ground and covered the vast world, was the special position formed by the glory of the Great Sunshine.
In the dark hemisphere, there is a glaze of gold shining.
As time went by, at this time, the golden light of the glass became brighter and brighter and began to emerge from the dark hemisphere.
Finally, there was a crack in the top of the dark hemisphere, which eventually shattered and the golden light rose!
In the vagueness, a figure seems to be slowly rising from it!
"Master Bo is not a master." Yan Zhaoge admired, Ahu nodded and nodded.
But soon, Ahu’s face changed and turned to look into the distance.
There, there seems to be a strong atmosphere of cages, and it is approaching!
The martial arts boxing is clearly the same as the Da Zong sect.
The person who cultivated is better than Shuguang Jun!
Ah Hu Shen Sheng said: "I am afraid, that is Xiao Sheng's grandfather."
Yan Zhaoge’s line of sight also looks far away and looks far away.