It was very quiet inside the Taoist temple.
Wang Zhe staggered to the alchemy cave and opened the door.
In the "Spirit Gathering Array", on the stone lampstand, the blue-white flame is still burning, but it looks like a candle in the wind and rain, which may be extinguished at any time.
When the internal guards of Baiqisi searched the Taoist temple, they also discovered the abnormality of the flame and thought of taking the flame away. However, after a series of changes, they forgot about what happened here.
"This fire is the spiritual fire between heaven and earth, it should be useful."
With a flame similar to real fire, the next step is to use this flame to heal injuries.
This requires drawing fire into the body, entering the meridians, passing through the internal organs, limbs and bones, in order to dispel the extremely yin wind in his body.
The Taoist true fire can externally subjugate demons, refine elixirs, and refine weapons; internally it can refine the internal organs, marrow, and soul.
This requires special practices.
He also got a copy of "Innate Fire Technique" from the head of Songfeng Temple, which described the method of using "Innate True Fire".
From absorbing the fire from the outside world, to refining it externally and refining it internally.
Due to the complexity of what he had learned previously, although he had been practicing quietly in the mountains for several months, he had not yet mastered this technique.
But I didn't expect that life and death were at stake today, and it would come in handy in times of crisis.
Wang Zhe reached out and approached the wisp of blue-white flame, and tried to inhale the wisp of flame into his body according to the method described in the "Innate Fire Art".
This flame seems to be just a little bit, but it is very powerful. It can melt iron and turn gold, which is far better than ordinary flames. Ordinary mortal water cannot extinguish it.
The flames dance,
Wang Zhe struggled to activate the almost frozen Qi.
The flame wavered for a few times, followed by a burst of burning pain. The spiritual fire burned a hole in his palm, and then swooshed into the meridians, followed by severe burning pain.
He hurriedly sat cross-legged, concentrated his mind, and used the method of "Innate True Fire" to activate the ray of flame,
The flame that entered the body burned when it met the true energy, and then touched the cold air of the cold wind in the meridians, just like fire and ice meeting together.
After a while, black energy emanated from Wang Zhe's body.
Thanks to them restraining and balancing each other, otherwise this wisp of external spiritual fire would be enough to burn Wang Zhe's meridians and internal organs to ashes.
Wang Zhe worked hard to follow the method in the "Innate Fire Technique", using the external spiritual fire as a guide, the true energy as the firewood, the body as the furnace, and the gods as the restraint, and the spiritual fire turned into real fire.
Under the control and refinement of Wang Zhe's efforts, the external spiritual fire dissipated the extremely yin "wind" that invaded his body, while slowly transforming into a "fire".
The risk of practicing this way is higher. If you are not careful, the spiritual fire may get out of control. Once that happens, even if Wang Zhe's cultivation is astonishing, he has changed his muscles, washed his marrow, and been reborn, he cannot stop the true fire from the inside out. of burning.
At that time, in just a moment, his internal organs, meridians and nerves would be burned into a pile of dregs by the flames.
If he succeeds, he can practice the rumored Taoist True Fire.
You must know that if you rely on your own practice and understanding, you must first practice the Taoist true fire, and you don't know how much time and effort it will take.
That bit of spiritual fire was very violent at first, killing a thousand enemies and damaging eight hundred. While dispersing the wind, the meridians where it passed were also affected, and part of them was scorched and burned.
Hot and cold, like flaming knives and weapons, collided and cut in his body. His body was the battlefield, but neither of the fighting parties obeyed his control.
The severe pain made Wang Zhe almost lose his mind.
He endured it, at the cost of consuming a lot of his own energy, and integrated his consciousness into the spiritual fire, like taming a tiger and a dragon.
As time went by, the violent spiritual fire slowly began to transform and became much docile.
In the meridians, the wisp of flame no longer burns and moves violently, unruly, and unbridled, but has converged, only dispelling the cold air emitted by the wisp of wind, and no longer burns the meridians.
As that bit of spiritual fire continued to swim in his body, black energy continued to emanate from his body.
The frost condensed on the surface of his body slowly melted away, and the biting cold from the inside out was also retreating.
The real fire enters the meridians and passes through the internal organs. This is a more delicate job than carving patterns on corn, and there can be no mistakes.
As time passed bit by bit, the "wind" in his body was slowly dispersed by the ray of real fire.
Then Wang Zhe did not dissipate the real fire, but continued to refine his body with it.
It passes through the five internal organs and connects the limbs and bones,
At this time, the spiritual fire had turned into a ray of real fire, swimming in his body, very docile.
The fierce tiger turned into a docile cat,
Wang Zhe's clothes turned into crumbs under the ravages of extreme cold and heat.
Looking from the outside, through his jade-like skin, he could vaguely see a ray of blue light swimming around his body, like a fish in the water.
His originally gray complexion turned rosy.
Outside the moon sets, the sun rises, and a new day comes.
Two monks came to Lanruo Temple a hundred miles away. One was in his seventies, with a thin face and a few strands of white beard. He was holding a nine-ring tin staff.
Next to him is a young monk carrying a backpack.
Zen Master Guangji came out after receiving the news.
"Amitabha, junior brother, I didn't expect you to be here!"
"Senior Brother is injured and should recover. Junior Brother Guangyun told me the cause and effect of the incident on the way.
That monster has advanced cultivation, so I brought the golden Buddha from Yunlin Temple. "
Guangji invited him into the Zen room, but instead told him about another thing, about the extremely yin injury suffered by Wang Zhe, but he deliberately obscured Wang Zhe's identity.
"Longfeng, senior brother, did you read that correctly?" The monk from Yunlin Temple was very surprised after hearing this.
"It was an extremely cold force. A monk in the temple froze to death just by touching it."
"This yin wind is an extremely cold and cold thing. It is said that only one ray of yin wind can emerge from all the gloomy winds.
Only the Taoist true fire and the Buddhist golden flame can break it. This is a terrifying thing that is said to be able to kill immortals. The benefactor is probably in danger. "
"I think he has deep blessings and is not like a short-lived person."
"Maybe he will have another chance, just because that wisp of wind will cause big trouble!" the Zen master of Yunlin Temple worriedly said.
"I hope he will be safe and sound." Zen Master Guangji sighed.
The monk who came from Lin'an Yunlin Temple stayed in Lanruo Temple for less than an hour before going down the mountain.
He has more important things to do,
There is a big demon in the mountain waiting for him to surrender.
He holds a nine-ringed tin staff, and his disciple carries a bag containing a golden Buddha.
The master and apprentice went down the mountain and headed towards Guobei County.
Along the way, while walking and walking, the old monk looked around from time to time. When he reached the bottom of a mountain, he stopped.
"You stay here later."
"Yes, Master."
The old monk took the luggage and went to the mountain forest. Although he looked old, he walked in the forest like flying. After climbing several peaks in succession, he saw a dead forest.
The surrounding forests have withered, and even the evergreen pines and cypresses have dried up and lost all vitality. It looks like there has been a severe drought for several years.
There were also some corpses of birds and animals on the ground. Their bodies were shriveled, as if they had been dead for many days.
At the foot of the mountain, he also found the bottomless crack.
"Amitabha." The old monk stood next to the crack for a while, and then entered the crack with the golden Buddha.
After a few hours, until it was getting dark, the old monk came up from the ground. When he came out, his face was pale.
"Amitabha, it's really the wind, this is a very dangerous place!"
Just now, somewhere deep underground, his golden Buddha suddenly emitted a golden light as a warning. Then he felt an extremely cold force and vaguely saw a wisp of gray wind, so he hurriedly left.
If it weren't for the protection of the Golden Buddha, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to get out.
Then he set up Buddhist forbidden spells on both sides of the crack, found a stone tablet and set it aside, carved words as a warning, and then turned around and went up the mountain.
After climbing over the mountains and ridges, I found the disciples waiting by the road.
"Master."
"Let's go to Guobei County."
Two monks, an old man and a young man, went to Guobei County.
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