Become the peak master at the beginning and sign in to the holy realm!

The flames that almost burned the sky and destroyed the earth quickly surged through Chen Luo's body.

The scorching temperature was like the air that penetrated everywhere, constantly interweaving on Chen Luo's body.

Even though Chen Luo's heart had already become semi-eternal, he still felt the terrifying scorching breath.

It was a flame that surpassed everything Chen Luo knew, as if it contained everything, and as if it tore everything apart, and contained the ultimate mystery.

Under the burning of many sky-burning flames, Chen Luo's body was constantly changing.

The origin of the fruit in the body was also undergoing a profound transformation with the help of the endless sky-burning flames. The Dao patterns on it were inspired by the perception of the Fire Ancestor and were constantly drifting away.

Because the heart had already become semi-eternal, Chen Luo's comprehension had also reached an unprecedented level, and every thought inspired countless inspirations.

Chen Luo only felt that his thoughts and body were immersed in a strange field.

In this field, Chen Luo's body, soul, and origin were all experiencing endless flames.

Every time the flames burned, Chen Luo had a new understanding.

The flames kept burning, making Chen Luo almost forget the passage of time.

I don't know how long it took, but Chen Luo's soul seemed to be cleansed of all dust under the endless flames and became sacred.

Then, a series of memories like a tide poured into Chen Luo's mind.

In an ancient and vicissitudes of life temple, a young child about eight or nine years old knelt in front of the temple anxiously.

There was a constant strong wind around, and the strong wind seemed to want to blow the child away, but the child knelt on the ground, holding the only stone in front of him, letting the strong wind continue to surge, and not letting go of his hand, as if that was his only way to survive.

"Go back, your talent is too poor, not suitable for practice!"

When the young child struggled to support the strong wind, a cold and indifferent voice came from the front of the temple.

The child did not speak, lowered his head deeply, and still hugged the boulder in front of him tightly.

Time passed slowly. After an unknown amount of time, the young child had already fainted. However, he still held the stone in front of him tightly and knelt in front of the temple.

The child's knees seemed to be connected to the ground and difficult to separate...

"Fool, why are you doing this..."

After a while, a middle-aged man with a Taoist robe and a fairy-like appearance pushed open the door of the temple and looked at the child in front with a sigh.

"Your cultivation talent is too poor. It will be difficult for you to enter the realm of immortality in this life. You will follow me to practice alchemy in the future..."

After the middle-aged man woke up the child, he said lightly.

"Yes, Master!" The child's pale face finally showed a smile.

Since then, the child has followed the middle-aged man to learn the art of alchemy meticulously day after day.

The child has also grown into a teenager over time.

After several years of learning alchemy, the boy's alchemy skills have reached perfection. He can refine holy-level pills at the age of just over ten.

Moreover, besides refining medicine, the boy also refines pills to improve his cultivation.

Because of his low talent, he often needs a lot of pills to break through the realm that ordinary people can easily break through.

When others have achieved the seventh realm of the saint realm in their teens, the boy is still in the third realm of the mysterious pill realm.

However, the boy doesn't care at all, and continues to improve himself at his own pace.

Refining pills, taking pills, practicing...

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