Chapter 633: Immortal Feng Yan

Ling Changkong sat cross-legged in the secret room, holding the magic technique with both hands, and he had already entered the cultivation, but he didn't want to practice the Demon Transformation Skill normally, so he actually cultivated the Samadhi Phoenix Yan Sutra.

The Samadhi Phoenix Flame Sutra is a Xuan Gong, and he actually cultivates Xuan Gong in the Heavenly Demon Palace, and I am afraid that he is the only one in the world.

Because it is in the Heavenly Demon Palace, although the power of demons here is very abundant, but there is no trace of Xuan power, if it is someone else, let alone dare to practice Xuan Gong here, even if they dare to cultivate, I am afraid that there is no condition for cultivation.

However, Ling Changkong is different, he came from the Evergreen Gate, and he definitely has a lot of Xuanshi on his body, and because of the previous cultivation of the Divine Cultivation Technique, he has mastered the trick of transforming Xuanli into demonic power, and now he only needs to reverse it.

Therefore, even if there is no Xuanshi, he can also cultivate, but his entry into the realm is very slow.

At this time, Ling Changkong was frowning, and soon after, his forehead was covered with cold sweat the size of soybeans, and there were milky white flames on the top of his head that were constantly moving, and the frequency was small at first, but as time went by, it was slowly accelerating.

It is the true fire of samadhi.

However, in the midst of this samadhi true fire, there is a faint red flame beating, which is very weak, but it is stronger than the samadhi true fire.

That flame was very illusory, formless, and every time Ling Changkong tried to condense it into shape and turn it into substance, he always failed at the last step.

Experiments again and again, failure after failure, Ling Changkong's forehead sweated more and more, but the condensation of the red flame did not improve in the slightest.

In fact, Ling Changkong is now very proficient in this condensing flame, whether it is the transformation of the crimson flame or the beating frequency of this crimson flame, he is very proficient, but every time he reaches the last step, he turns the void into real time, but he always fails and does not know the point.

"I don't believe in this evil, give me condensation!" Ling Changkong didn't give up, he already insisted, but there was a trace of ruthlessness on his face, and he let out a low cry in his heart, and the mysterious power in his body suddenly exploded like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, converging towards the top of his head.

Probably because of the huge Xuan power, the samadhi true fire above his head also increased greatly, and in an instant, it turned into the size of a skull, and even with it, the crimson flame inside became clearer.

Clear is clear, but after all, it's just a virtual body, and it's okay to pretend to be, but it doesn't have a trace of attack power.

"Condensation, condensation, condensation, give me condensation!" Ling Changkong wanted not this void flame, but Feng Yan, which was far stronger than the true fire of Samadhi, how could he be satisfied with this, he roared again and again in his heart, following the Xuan Li, the divine consciousness also poured out of the nest and converged on the top of his head.

Under such full concentration, the crimson flame in the Samadhi True Fire has already begun to change, transforming, beating, and then finally condensing, everything is going smoothly, and even the power in it can already be felt, and at this time, Feng Yan will be condensed.

"Boom!"

But just as Ling Changkong was feeling a little happy in his heart, the crimson flames suddenly flickered again and again, and then exploded.

"Phew!" Ling Changkong snorted, his body shook slightly, and his Xuan Force and Divine Sense all dispatched, tightly wrapping the shock wave of the explosion, and then canceling it out.

But Rao is like this, Ling Changkong is still pale at this time, after all, the power of the explosion is not small, and the distance is very close, if he hadn't reacted in time, I'm afraid his head would have blossomed by now.

"What's going on? I'm already very skilled, even if I don't have enough talent, practice makes perfect, and I should have condensed it, why do I always make mistakes at the last step? I came exactly according to what the Samadhi Fengyan Sutra said, what went wrong?"

Ling Changkong did not continue to condense, opened his eyes, his essence flickered, and said to himself, saying that he was talking to himself, but he was actually asking about blood droplets.

"Hehe, have you had enough of the hardships now, don't you want to condense with brute force anymore?" As for Ling Changkong's thoughts, the blood droplets naturally knew about it, and said like this at the moment.

"Blood droplets, I obviously came up according to the Samadhi Fengyan Sutra, why is this always the case?" Ling Changkong immediately asked.

"Indeed, if you follow what the Samadhi Fengyan Sutra says, there will be no mistake in the steps, but he has overlooked an extremely important point. Blood droplets said lightly.

"What place?" Ling Changkong hurriedly asked with a glint in his eyes.

"Flames. Blood Drops said succinctly.

Although the words of the blood droplet were simple and clear, Ling Changkong couldn't help frowning slightly, and muttered, "Flame?"

"Yes, your steps are good, but your understanding of flames is wrong, each flame has its own characteristics, such as the samadhi true fire you condensed before, which is condensed from human samadhi, which is very hot, and the flame of the fire spirit root that you started to fire is transformed by the heart fire, which has a certain effect of washing the essence and cutting the marrow. ”

Blood Droplet was surprisingly patient at this time, and explained to Ling Changkong: "Although you said that the steps were all right just now, but with your understanding of condensing Samadhi True Fire and Heart Fire, you will naturally not be able to condense Feng Yan. ”

"According to my understanding of the Samadhi True Fire and the Heart Fire, whether I was condensing the Samadhi True Fire or opening the Fire Spirit Root, I just went with the flow, and I didn't understand anything, why is it so troublesome when I condense Feng Yan now?" Ling Changkong's brows furrowed a few points deeper, and he said.

"It's not that you don't understand, it's just that you don't notice that the true fire of samadhi is similar to the ordinary fire, but it is hotter, so according to your understanding of the ordinary fire, you can condense it unconsciously. ”

Hearing Ling Changkong say this, the blood droplets chuckled lightly and said, "And when you started the Fire Spirit Root, you did what I said, and you were already unconsciously secretly reasonable. ”

"Not bad. With a glint in his eyes, Ling Changkong suddenly came to his senses, his brows stretched at the moment, and he asked at the blood droplets: "Then, when condensing Fengyan, what conditions must be met?"

"Fengyan Fengyan, as the name suggests, is the flame of the phoenix, and the phoenix, also known as the immortal bird, its flame is also called the immortal fire, what do you say is the essence of Fengyan?" said the blood droplet leisurely.

"Immortal!" Ling Changkong's eyes lit up and he affirmed.

"Not bad. After a pause, the blood droplet said again: "Speaking of which, Feng Yan's immortal nature is secretly in line with your demon body, if you can condense it, I believe your demon body will also go to the next level." ”

"I understand, Immortal Fengyan, I'll start condensing here. Nodding slightly, Ling Changkong said this, and then said no more, and closed his eyes.

However, he did not cultivate the Samadhi Phoenix Flame Sutra, but cultivated the Demon Transformation Skill, devouring the power of the demons around him, and quickly replenished all the losses he had lost before.

And after recovering, Ling Changkong suddenly changed his exercises, and the Xuan power in his body flowed in the meridians like a river, and the Samadhi True Fire above his head appeared again, and in turn, a crimson flame appeared inside.

After hundreds of condensations before, Ling Changkong had already taken the steps lightly, and with the addition of blood droplets just now, he already had a thorough understanding of condensing Feng Yan.

In the blink of an eye, Ling Changkong had completed the two steps of transforming the flame and the beating frequency, but when it came to the last step of condensation, he did not do it immediately, but breathed for a while.

"This time, we must condense it successfully. ”

Finally, Ling Changkong pondered and began to condense Feng Yan, only to see that the crimson flame gradually became larger, and it slowly encroached on the surrounding Samadhi True Fire, and with the encroachment of the Samadhi True Fire, the power contained in it became stronger and stronger.

However, how could the Samadhi True Fire just let the crimson flame eat away and immediately counterattack.

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