There was a fire in the flower hall.

Looking at it from a distance, he saw a blazing flame, which startled Qin Sheng and Jiuwei to stop subconsciously.

The two stood silently in the distance, staring in the direction of the flower hall for a long time.

Di Xiu was still sitting cross-legged in front of the long case, and when the sleeves of his snow-white robe waved, the flame flew in front of him as if it was spiritual.

The slender palms were together, and the flames in the palms were condensed by the True Qi. However, after a moment, the flame suddenly went out, and the spark flickered in the air a few times, and then disappeared into nothingness.

Qin Shang frowned.

"Daddy, what is my father doing?" Jiuwei spoke in a low voice, his expression slightly tight, "That flame ......"

Before the words fell, another flame formed in the palm of his hand.

Jiu Wei's face was slightly tense, staring nervously at the fireball in his father's palm, and his heartbeat involuntarily accelerated.

Although he was still young, he knew that his father was practicing the Supreme Yin Heart Method, and there was a chill in his true qi, but how did this flame form?

Qin Sheng didn't dare to get too close, and only watched from a distance.

The place where they settled at this time was backlit, the light was dim, and there was a certain distance from the flower hall, as long as there was no sound, the owner would not be able to detect it.

Qin Sheng stared at the flame silently, driven by the true qi in his palm, it slowly shrunk from a fireball the size of a watermelon, slowly shrunk, and shrunk little by little......

As the fireball gets smaller and smaller, the flame gets darker and darker.

Until, the flames were extinguished in an instant again.

Qin Sheng couldn't help frowning deeply, and suddenly understood something.

There was also a bone-eating chill in the flower hall.

Because the preservation of the snow lotus requires extremely low temperatures, the cold air flow is always there and cannot be dispersed.

There is also a spare snow lotus in the brocade box.

The flames will be quickly extinguished under the pressure of this cold snap, but the master ...... But do you need to ignite a flame and condense under the suppression of this cold snap?

Qin Sheng didn't know what the role of the flame was, but he understood why his master couldn't rest tonight.

Because no matter how advanced his internal strength is, it will be very difficult to successfully condense the flames into the state he needs in the cold environment.

Qin Shang let go of his unconsciously clenched hand, turned his head to look at Jiuwei, and said softly: "Sit down and wait, we can't help, and we can't bother, so we can only watch here." ”

Jiuwei nodded, his eyes were silent for a moment, and he suddenly spoke: "Daddy, my father is actually not ruthless at all. ”

Qin Sheng was stunned and raised his eyes to look at the child in front of him.

Raising his hand and rubbing his head, Qin Sheng raised his lips and smiled lightly: "Of course the pavilion master's father is not ruthless. ”

The master is just a little more indifferent, which does not mean that he is a ruthless person.

The same action was repeated many times in the flower hall, and the flames were extinguished again and again, and were rekindled again and again.

Qin Sheng and Jiuwei watched here, although they couldn't help, but they saw the unknown side of the master who had always been so powerful and invincible.

Little by little, time passed.

Even if they were a little far away, Qin Sheng and Jiuwei could clearly see that under the light of the lights, Emperor Xiu's face was gradually turning pale due to the loss of true qi again and again, as well as a little crystal sweat on his forehead.

As the hour passed, a ball of fire condensed in the palm of his hand, condensing...... Under the nervous gaze of Qin Sheng and Jiuwei, it finally slowly turned into a small, also peanut-sized ball.

Driven by the true qi, the small fireball floated into the brocade box and merged with the small snow lotus.

Qin Sheng and Jiuwei breathed a sigh of relief in displeasure.

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Well, there are still nights.

Zixi is going to wake up tonight.