Flames are divided into mortal fire and true fire, and those who are mortal fires, the flames used by ordinary people, are the lowest level of flames, and the Tao and reason contained in them are very small, but they are enough for mortals. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The true fire is the existence of adhering to the way of heaven and earth flames, such as the true fire of the sun, which comes out with the sun, in terms of power and strength, it should be the first of the nine true fires, followed by the true fire of Taiyin, the opposition of yin and yang, and it is born from this.

In addition to these two kinds of flames, there is also spiritual fire, and spiritual fire is the flame cultivated by cultivators, entering from mortal fire, relying on the comprehension of the flame avenue of heaven and earth, gradually transforming the spiritual fire, close to the original power of the flame, and the true fire is on par.

But the difficulty of it can be seen, you have to achieve the Supreme Ancestor, otherwise, it is not enough to cultivate the spiritual fire to a level comparable to the true fire!

Among the nine true fires, Nanming is one of the fire, because of the five elements of heaven and earth, the gossip belongs to the south, the flame is in the south, and the sun and the moon evolve, and the fire is born, and then through the test of heaven and earth, the essence of the fire can be born, which is the spirit body.

Now, Li Xuansheng is in the land of the Fire Silkworm Volcano, where under the blessing of the formation, has evolved into the Nanming Separation Fire, which is already a great creation, but if you want to give birth to the essence of the Separation from the Fire, the possibility is too small.

Without the birth of the Flame Separation Spirit, then, the Fire Separation in this place can only threaten the demon clan at the level of the Demon King at most, and with Li Xuansheng's current physical resistance, it can withstand it.

Above the crater in the area of the fire, a seal with a flickering crimson light engraved the void, hindering Li Xuansheng's escape, and the power of the divine soul could not be detected, feeling this, Li Xuansheng's eyes flashed.

The mind moved slightly, the ten zhang law body returned to its original state, and the vision of the surrounding body disappeared, leaving only the five-element canopy above the head to vaguely block the fire on the surface of the body, and in the mind of the soul, the incarnation sat in the green lotus.

The sound of the Tao is lingering, the charm is pervasive, the pale cyan mist is rippling, the method of refining the samadhi true fire is gradually mastered, and the red breath is permeated all around.

Samadhi, the cultivator is surrounded by the three treasures of essence, qi, and spirit, and the most fundamental thing for any cultivator to cultivate is these three.

The essence of the Three Jewels is the genus of the physical body and the corporeal genus, the qi of the Three Jewels is the genus of mana and the genus of Taoism, and the god of the Three Jewels is the genus of the soul and the will, and the three constitute the cycle of heaven and earth, which is in harmony with the principle of the three beings and all things.

An hour later, Li Xuansheng, who was standing firmly in the area away from the fire, had a jade-like phantom in his eyes flickering, among which the golden light of the Dao Dao emerged, his arms waved, his palms were folded, his mind was adjusted, and the Three Treasures rose and fell.

Another stick of incense, the folded hands suddenly tumbled, and in an instant, Li Xuansheng's body shook, and dark gray air currents gushed out from the top of his head, suspended under the canopy of the five elements.

Manifesting the Three Jewels, turning them into three flowers, smelting the essence of separation from fire, igniting the Three Jewels, and achieving Samadhi is the cultivation method of Samadhi True Fire.

The three spirits and spirits converged one foot above their heads, and with the swaying of the seal in Li Xuansheng's hand, three dark gray unknown beings with three petals each gathered together.

The three flowers have been gathered, and as long as the essence of the fire is generated, the true fire of samadhi can be preliminarily refined.

Three dark gray flowers swirled overhead, Li Xuansheng's palm that had been pinching the seal slowly stopped, his left hand was flat, and the power of the divine soul surged, and suddenly, the lilac fire in a radius of a hundred miles was stirred one after another.

The lilac flowers fell on the palm of Li Xuansheng's hand, and then were crushed by the dark gray air flow in the palm, turning into a light purple point of light, which followed one after another from the fire without stopping at all.

The countless flowers within a radius of 100 miles are from the fire, I don't know how many years they have been tempered by the fire silkworm clan, and now they are all smelted by Li Xuansheng in a furnace, and the essence of the fire beats in the palm of the hand.

For half an hour, the flowers turned into a lilac torrent from the fire, falling from the sky, falling into the palm of the palm, becoming particles, and rotating continuously with a mixed Taiji diagram in the palm.

Instead, it was a more pure, more gorgeous, more staring, more restrained lilac fire, and all the fires in the volcanic mountain were all condensed in Li Xuansheng's hands.

With the disappearance of the last flower, a new, dazzling flower was replaced by a three-petaled flower, each with one side open, and a light purple halo spread out, and the scorching breath was hidden in it.

In the surrounding ravines, magma flowed, and the surging heat was suppressed by the fire, and the lilac halo centered on Li Xuansheng spread towards a radius of hundreds of miles, and for a while, the entire previously fiery volcanic mountain was actually a little cool.

"Ten thousand fires converge to have you born, but it's a pity, if you wait for your natural evolution from the essence of fire, I don't know that you have to wait until the year of the donkey and the month of the horse, and the years don't wait for anyone!"

"Hehe, mediate heaven and earth, Xuankan creation, in the name of creation, give you spirituality, today evolve the real essence of fire, and set foot on the supreme avenue, it is your fate!"

With a flick of Li Xuansheng's fingers, a pale cyan streamer entered it, and suddenly, a more violent aura of fire spread than before, and in the center of the three petals, a humanoid phantom appeared.

With the faint vibration of the petals and the guidance of the power of creation, a trace of fire heat in the magma was absorbed, turning into a source of energy for the essence of fire, and the previous humanoid phantom gradually solidified.

The petals fluttered, and the lilac light shimmered slightly, and it traveled within a radius of a hundred miles, and after another hour, a slight sound finally came out of the fire.

"Babble, babble...... babbling ......"

The humanoid phantom in the petals of the spark was completely condensed, turning into a fairy no more than the size of a thumb carved jade, with a light purple body, and between jumps, Nanming was surging from the fire.

When the crystal small arms and calves waved, a large area of fire appeared, and the area that was just a little cool was steaming and hot in an instant, and the small head looked at everything around curiously.

"Haha, haha, come here, you little naughty, come and help me and condense the true fire of Samadhi!"

Looking at the naughty behavior of this group of fire spirits, Li Xuansheng laughed, and with a wave of his hand, he summoned the group of fire to his side, and looked at it carefully, it was he who used the power of creation to open his spiritual intelligence.

In a way, he created it himself, stretched out his hand and gently held this fire spirit, and the elf in it jumped into the palm of his hand, stepping on the fire, babbling and rippling, Li Xuansheng smiled slightly.

Finally, after the little guy played for a while, Li Xuansheng's palm moved, and the little guy appeared directly on the three flowers that had already gathered the three treasures, and with a little bend of his fingers, a colorful glass-like color disappeared into the little guy's head.

After a few breaths, the little guy's little eyes flickered and looked at the three dark gray flowers under him, and with the word "babbling", he spit it out, and a ball of pure fire fell on top of the three treasures and three flowers.

(To be continued.) )