It was an extremely bright flame, and the dazzling white light in the center of the flame was even more dazzling than the sun, so dazzling that even the thunder did not dare to look at it directly, and you can imagine how hot and hot it was! But it was such a blazing flame, even if it was so close, the thunder couldn't feel any heat. That means that the heat of this flame has not leaked at all!

It can be seen how meticulously Leng Qingqiu controls this flame!

But that's just the beginning. As Leng Qingqiu's fingertips slowly left the air, this small flame began to change to make Lei Dong extremely shocked.

The flames that had originally gathered into a small ball, under Leng Qingqiu's control, became longer and thinner, longer and thinner, and thinner. Eventually, after a few breaths, the flame turned into a tiny line of fire that stretched from Leng Qingqiu's fingertips to a corner of the hut. Immediately afterwards the line of fire continued upwards along the intersection between the two walls, and at a turn of the roof, it circled the corners of the roof, and then folded downward, and circled up and down the ground along the line of the corners of the house, outlining the shape of the hut.

Then, this line of fire continued to stretch and lengthen, came to Lei Dong's side, circled around Lei Dong's body, and then passed through Lei Dong's feet, extended to the straw mat by the wall, and outlined the outline of the straw mat, then the futon, then the three-legged stool, the dilapidated table, the bowl on the table, and even the big hole in the middle of the table were tightly outlined.

After swimming around Leng Qingqiu's body and outlining his outline, this line of fire finally returned to Leng Qingqiu's fingertips from the other side.

In this short period of time, the whole room seemed to have turned into a wonderful world of neon splendor, and Leng Qingqiu sat in the middle, surrounded by firelines, and his whole body seemed to glow red, which was unforgiving.

At this time, the line of fire has become thinner than a hair, but it always exudes a dazzling light, and what is even more amazing is that the whole house has been wrapped under this line of fire, but there is still no trace of heat emitted, even the straw mat that is the easiest to light up, there is no trace of heat!

Lei Dong was dumbfounded, Leng Qingqiu took a deep breath, and the dazzling fire line in the house quickly broke away from the corner of the wall, from the ground, from Leng Qingqiu and Lei Dong's bodies, and turned into a ring as thin as a hair. Then, the ring fluttered around the room.

Countless red lines condensed, scattered, and changed in the air, and gradually, a fiery red plum blossom appeared in front of Lei Dong. Each petal of this plum blossom is clearly recognizable, and in the middle of the petals, a thin stamen can be counted, and between the stamens and petals, there are even three round, crystal red droplets! And the form of the whole flower, like a cold plum in the wind and snow, blooms proudly on the ice and snow cliffs!

The plum blossoms slowly circled around Lei Dong, and the five petals slowly separated, flying in the air, as if swaying in the wind. Slowly, the five petals began to change little by little, suddenly turning into small grass, suddenly into green bamboo, and suddenly into green pine, all of which are vivid. Suddenly, all kinds of plants composed of this line of fire flew in the air, began to gather and change, the line of fire became smaller and smaller, brighter and brighter, and suddenly, a small, only palm-sized bird, suddenly appeared in the air, this little bird is all composed of line of fire, but the small pointed beak, the round eyes, the slender claws, are all clearly recognizable, even the thousands of thin fluff, it seems that people can see clearly!

The little firebird flew in the small house, its wings constantly flapping, fluttering around the room, its mouth opening and closing, as if it was making a cheerful chirp, and a pair of small round eyes, purring and turning, as if releasing the joy of the heart......

A few minutes later, the little bird landed on Leng Qingqiu's fingertips, and the little head turned left and right, and finally turned into a small flame, silently submerged into Leng Qingqiu's body, and disappeared.

Thunder and dizziness.

He never imagined that one person could control the invisible flame to such a delicate level. Lei Dong has already noticed that Leng Qingqiu relies entirely on his mind and divine consciousness to control the flames, and through the invisible fluctuation of his divine consciousness, Lei Dong can judge that Leng Qingqiu's divine consciousness is far less condensed than his own, but the use and control of his divine consciousness can throw himself more than a hundred streets!

Originally, the divine consciousness was almost materialized, which could not only change the direction of the object, but also turn into thousands of divine consciousness filaments, and also use the divine consciousness to attack the enemy, Lei Dong felt that his function and control of the divine consciousness was already very remarkable, but compared with Leng Qingqiu, Lei Dong suddenly felt that he was proud of his skills, which was simply a scum!

But a huge question also appeared in Lei Dong's mind at the same time: Leng Qingqiu is also a heavenly immortal cultivator, even if it is not as good as that Ban Lu, it is not far behind, but coupled with this amazing divine sense control ability, it is enough for him to abuse the so-called "Class Master" ten thousand times and ten thousand times in the face of Ban Lu, but why has he endured that heavy humiliation in the past few decades? What's more, those humiliations come more from those junior disciples and thugs who aren't even fart?

"Why?" Hearing Lei Dong's question, Leng Qingqiu's body suddenly froze, and he sat upright on the stool, two sorrows that hurt into the bone marrow flashed in his eyes, and he burst into tears in a daze. After a long time, he smiled miserably: "Because of my own insistence, not only my wife abandoned her husband and daughter and left for others, but my Xiu'er, poor that she is still in infancy, will be burdened by me and bullied everywhere...... This is my retribution, this is what I deserve! ”

"I just want to be bullied by them, only in this way can I always remind myself to never forget my goal, never forget what I have suffered!" Leng Qingqiu roared hoarsely, and the tears on his face flowed uncontrollably, rushing to his face one by one, like a wasteland crisscrossing ravines.

Lei Dong stood up, walked to Leng Qingqiu's side and patted him on the shoulder, looked at his tearful face sympathetically, and sighed softly. He finally knew that Leng Qingqiu was relying on this way to anesthetize himself, and at the same time he was stimulating himself, what could numb a person's nerves more than the worst wine, and what could inspire a person to keep forging ahead than experiencing strange humiliation day and night?

After a long time, Leng Qingqiu stopped his tears, wiped a few handfuls on his face, his expression regained his calmness, and he looked at Lei Dong lightly and said: "It's okay to laugh, it's useless to talk about the past, since Uncle Tai has been out of the customs, it is estimated that my situation will change, at least there will be a quiet and undisturbed place for refining weapons, for the sake of Xiu'er's face for you, I will make an exception and make a shot for you, say, what do you want?" ”

This time, it was Lei Dong's turn to be silent, because he really didn't know what kind of magic weapon he needed.

In the mortal world, Lei Dong has heard of all kinds of magic weapons countless times, and in the fairy world these days, he has constantly witnessed the power of various magic weapons, so he has always felt that he should have a decent magic weapon, so Song Tianxing proposed to let him find Leng Qingqiu to get the magic weapon, and Leng Xiu'er wrote a "letter of recommendation" When Lei Dong agreed without hesitation, and he was even a little complacent in his heart. Lei Dong didn't know how happy he was at that time.

However, when he saw the miserable images of those monks after the destruction of the natal magic weapon, especially after listening to Leng Qingqiu's detailed explanation of the disadvantages of the natal magic weapon, Lei Dong completely hesitated.

Among the three types of magic weapons, auxiliary cultivation magic weapons are not very needed, and with chaos in his body, his cultivation speed has been improved by leaps and bounds, and Lei Dong does not think that a magic weapon can play a big role.

Tools, flying magic weapons are not urgently needed, if you don't count the advantage of being able to fly in the air, Lei Dong now only relies on physical strength, and the speed of running is not weaker than that of ordinary golden immortals, and the flying magic weapon is the icing on the cake at most. As for Qiankun bags, space rings, space bracelets, etc., it is needless to mention, there is nothing on the body, and even the most ordinary Qiankun bags are not satisfied, what is the use of those high-end goods? Even if he asked Leng Qingqiu to help him refine a cave-level magic weapon that could accommodate thousands of people, it would still be empty?

Now what Lei Dong, who has just arrived in the fairy world and has not yet gained a stable foothold, needs the most, in fact, it is still a combat magic weapon, not to mention, Lei Dong has a faint premonition that the current calm of the fairy world is likely to be completely broken soon, and when the time comes, there may be a lot of places that need to fight. After all, the reminder of "remember your mission, remember your responsibility" in his sleep is still haunting by Lei Dong's side.

But this is what makes him feel the most difficult.

The power of the ordinary magic weapon may be great, but there will be problems in the control, the natal magic weapon can be controlled to achieve the unity of human and sword, and the power will be doubled, but its hidden dangers also make Lei Dong shudder, because a small magic weapon is damaged, and the deity will be almost fatally injured, which is not what Lei Dong wants. What's more, Lei Dong always faintly felt that he didn't have that long to refine a magic weapon from scratch.

The most important thing is that as a rookie in the fairy world who can't do any magic and doesn't understand any kung fu, all the fighting techniques of Lei Dong now are only the one he learned in the army, as well as a set of Tai Chi, he has no concept of his future practice direction at all, it can be said that his eyes are black, and the road ahead is boundless. Let him pick a magic weapon now, isn't that embarrassing? What if you pick it out now, but it doesn't work for you later?

So, will we talk about this later? Lei Dong felt pity again. You know, this is an opportunity for the refining master of the immortal realm to make a move, if you miss this time, will there be another one in the future? Even if you put all this aside, wouldn't it be a good idea to give up now? This is the last thing Lei Dong wants to do, in his dictionary, there is no word "let people down"!

Left is not, right is not, Lei Dong has never been so hesitant, and he has never been so entangled.

A nameless fire rushed into Lei Dong's head, burning him upset, slapped on the earthen wall beside him, and blurted out: "Grass and mud horses, why do everyone want magic weapons?" Lao Tzu doesn't want it? ”

The earthen wall around him shook, the adobe was rotten and shattered, and the hula fell to the ground, revealing the swarthy wall inside, and the small thatched hut shook violently, and it was about to crumble, and a dark light flickered around the room, so that it could be stabilized.

Lei Dong didn't notice these abnormalities at all, let alone Leng Qingqiu's strange gaze, his mind was filled with anger that didn't know where it came from, and a hidden thought in his heart rushed to the top of his head, and he said loudly: "As long as Lao Tzu's cultivation is high enough, what if there is no magic weapon?" That Zhaotianyin is so powerful, and I haven't seen Mr. Mo Er bite his own egg! ”

"Boom!" Lei Dong's words were like a thunderbolt exploding in Leng Qingqiu's ears, making his entire mind a little blurred.

"What did you just say?" After a long time, Leng Qingqiu asked in a trembling voice.

"Just now?" Lei Dong paused for a moment, the words just now were completely blurted out by him subconsciously, and even he didn't understand why he said these words out loud, but seeing Leng Qingqiu's expression was extremely weird, he thought for a while and said, "I said...... Shine on the seal of heaven so powerful......"

"No, no, no, the one above!" Leng Qingqiu shook his head, his eyes staring at Lei Dong, for fear of missing a word.

Lei Dong was a little inexplicable, and he didn't know why Leng Qingqiu had become this virtue, but he still said very honestly: "I said, as long as Lao Tzu's cultivation is high enough, what if there is no magic weapon?" ”

"Ahh After hearing this, Leng Qingqiu suddenly exclaimed, and shouted: "I understand, I understand, so that's the case, it turns out that our path is wrong......" As he spoke, he sat on the chair in a daze, tears slowly flowing from his eyes.

Lei Dong became more and more strange, what he said just now, there is nothing strange about it, isn't what he said the most ordinary truth? Why did Leng Qingqiu become like this, as if he had been stimulated so much, and even tears fell?

In doubt, Leng Qingqiu took a deep breath, stood up and bowed deeply to Lei Dong and said: "A word to wake up the person in the dream, the words under the feet are like an initiation, which makes Leng Mou suddenly open, Leng Mou feels deeply virtuous, and he will always remember the five!" ”

Leng Qingqiu's respectful attitude, the seriousness of the dark color, and the solemnity of the tone made the second monk Lei Dong puzzled, and kept muttering in his heart:

"What the hell is going on, what did I say to me?" (To be continued.) )