Chapter 871: Burned out

The original Nanming Lihuo fire seed the size of a pea has now evolved into a rising blue flame, and the bottom of the flame seems to have rooted, firmly embedded in the center of the dantian.
Because of the circulation of the true energy, the flame was driven to flicker from side to side, but no matter what it was, the root of Nanming Lihuo remained motionless, and Liu Lang could clearly feel that the temperature in his dantian had risen several times.
Fortunately, the flames are covered with earthy yellow innocent qi, which is equivalent to an insulation layer, which separates the flame from his body. Therefore, even if the temperature of Nanming Lihuo itself is very high, Liu Lang Can barely bear it.
After being shocked, Liu Lang quickly calmed down.
He knew very well that the barrier of Zhen Qi was only temporary, and if it couldn't be blocked for a while, he would definitely be cooked by Nanming Lihuo from inside to outside.
This is Nanming Lihuo, one of the five major fires. Although in the eyes of old monsters like Ao Xun, this level of fire is very ordinary, but it is the higher-end fire of this era.
The temperature at which it burns can be imagined, and it is definitely not comparable to ordinary firewood or coal fire in the mortal world. Moreover, Liu Lang asked himself that even if the firewood or coal fire in the mortal world burns from the inside of the dantian, he cannot bear it. living.
To untie the bell, you must tie the bell. At this moment of life and death, Liu Lang hurriedly withdrew from the Xingyue Secret Realm, then took out the sound transmission stone, found Wu Qiyue's mark and dialed it.
The fire of Nanming Lihuo was given by Wu Qiyue, and he swallowed it by Liu Lang. According to Wu Qiyue himself, he had swallowed two fires in the past, which is rich in experience. The most important thing is that Wu Qiyue is a golden immortal. In terms of experience alone, it may be that Ao Xun is stronger, but Ao Xun is now a soul body, and is also sealed in the mysterious ice outside the sky. He can only play with mouth cannons. The real ones are not enough. Therefore, Liu Lang thinks he is still looking for Wu Qiyue is more reliable.
"Take it!" But after waiting for a long time, there was no response from the sound transmission stone. Liu Lang was so anxious that he was about to get angry. When he was about to hang up and look for other assistance, Wu Qiyue finally came from the sound transmission stone. the sound of.
"Brother, why are you looking for me so late?"
"I..." Just as Liu Lang was about to speak, Wu Qiyue interrupted Liu Lang, "Don't speak, let me guess, is it true that I have lost my injustice and want to tell me good news?"
"Report your sister's joy!" Liu Lang almost vomited blood, trying to keep calm and said: "Big brother, the tinder of Nanming Lihuo you gave me before has taken root in my dantian."
"Huh?" Wu Qiyue on the sound transmission stone heard that this was the case, but he didn't dare to be nonsense, and immediately said: "You are waiting for me in the mortal immortal prison, and I will pass right away."
"Brother, you can hurry, I can't hold on for long!" Liu Lang said bitterly.
"Don't worry, soon!" Nanming Lihuo's fire was created by Wu Qiyue. He originally wanted to thank Liu Lang, but he was naturally responsible for making such a pot.
After cutting off the call, Liu Lang just wanted to enter the mortal prison to wait for Wu Qiyue. Suddenly he felt a scorching heat in his dantian. He lowered his head and glanced, and his eyes suddenly became dark. When I took a physical look, I found that the true energy in the dantian was actually ignited, and the fire became more and more prosperous, with a tendency to burn out.
"My grass!" Liu Lang exploded directly.
He wanted to stick to Wu Qiyue, but there was no chance at all. In just an instant, his entire body was completely reddened by the flames in his body.
"Puff!"
Liu Lang's body fell to the ground at once, and he wanted to rely on his own will to support it, but how easy it was, he passed out completely in the next second.
Suddenly, a golden light flew out from Liu Lang's eyebrows, and then hung in the air. Soon, the golden light turned into a ghost.
Xu Ying looked at Liu Lang condescendingly, and sighed: "I just made so many things in the Qi Refining Realm. I have to let my old man run out and wipe your butt. Your face is really great."
After the words were finished, the phantom raised his hand, and a golden spot of light scattered on Liu Lang, and the spot fell on Liu Lang's body, as if drizzle encountered the dry soil and penetrated into it.
Liu Lang, who was about to burn like a ball of fire, suddenly dropped his body temperature. He was about to drill out of the dantian and enter the meridian. The flame was blocked by the sparkling light. The flame did not go out and continued to stay. Liu Lang's dantian was blazing, but it didn't hurt Liu Lang's physical identity.
After doing all this, the phantom instantly collapsed and turned into a golden light again, drilling back to the center of Liu Lang's eyebrows.
As time passed, the fire in Liu Lang's dantian gradually diminished. In the end, only a small Nanmingli fire in the center of the dantian was left flashing slowly. If you were not paying attention, you thought it had been extinguished.
In addition, the earth-yellow infurience that filled Liu Lang's dantian has disappeared. Only a small group of bright yellow liquid is slowly circulating around the tiny flames of Nanming Lihuo, because there is too little to pay attention to. It's hard to find.
After another half an hour, Liu Lang slowly recovered.
Shaking his head, Liu Lang struggled to get up from the ground. He felt that his identity was very weak, as if he had been hollowed out. He looked around and found that he was still in the bedroom of the Champs Court Villa.
Looking down, the clothes on his body were exactly the same as before, and there was no trace of being burned. Thinking of the culprit in this incident, Liu Lang subconsciously checked his dantian.
Seeing the situation in the dantian, Liu Lang was so scared that he sat down on the bed behind him.
He worked hard for so long, and the true energy he cultivated was burnt away by fire. Does this mean that his cultivation has been abolished and he has to start from scratch?
Liu Lang raised his head nervously, looked at the wall clock on the wall, and found that two hours had passed.
Soon, he remembered that before he fell into a coma, he had asked Wu Qiyue for help. Wu Qiyue estimated that he would have been to the mortal immortal prison long ago, and Liu Lang's consciousness quickly sank into the ancient jade on his chest.
The next moment, his clone appeared in the mortal fairy prison.
As Liu Lang guessed, Wu Qiyue was standing in the hall of the mortal immortal prison, and was in a hurry, because he waited here for two hours and didn't see Liu Lang's shadow. He thought Liu Lang was dead. .
"Brother, are you okay?" When Liu Lang finally came out, Wu Qiyue arrived in front of Liu Lang in an instant, took Liu Lang by the arm, and asked with concern.
"I don't know if there is anything wrong." Liu Lang smiled bitterly, and told Wu Qiyue what had happened just now.
"The true energy in the dantian was ignited by Nanming Lihuo, but you weren't burned to death?" Even though Wu Qiyue was knowledgeable and well-informed, after listening to Liu Lang's narration, he was trapped.
The puzzled Wu Qiyue's consciousness spread into Liu Lang's body.
When he found the bright yellow liquid circulating around Nanming Lihuo, he couldn't help but yelled in horror, "True Yuan?"