Broken Night

Chapter 181 - Prohibition

Just the moment he sat, he felt his mind become calm. .

The five senses also seem to have become sharper, and the speed of thinking has also become faster. And most importantly, for the first time, he was able to feel the fire in his body in such a direct face.

In the five senses and mind that have become stronger, the sky fire in his body seems to be only the size of a finger. But the power of burning the sky and boiling the sea seemed to rise into the sky. If it weren't for the constraints of his own **, the seemingly inconspicuous power of the sky fire would be enough to burn half of the Nanhuang City to the ground, and then return to heaven and earth.

For his own fire, he has long lost the reverence he used to have.

Although because of this fire, he suffered for thirteen years. But also because of this fire, he has rescued himself from the brink of death many times. Just like the Daoist Lady Huang Quan, if the heavenly fire in her body did not restrain the evil spirits, she would surely die.

Oneself and Tianhuo have been accompanied by each other. If he died, the sky fire would disappear naturally; if the sky fire suddenly disappeared, Xu Yan guessed that he would probably die too.

Therefore, after seeing the City of Thorns, Xu Yan has decided to inject the strength of his own cultivation into the skyfire to help it grow. Except for that time he accidentally ate a mysterious chicken leg, Xu Yan had never seen any sign of Tianhuo's growth.

But at this moment, he felt that the Skyfire in his body had such power, and he subconsciously became a little scared.

It was like a little baby that he thought was in his arms, but suddenly he found that he was holding a magic weapon, enough to cut off the big 6 with one blow, and the hand he was holding would naturally tremble. But soon, Xu Yan figured it out again: Anyway, I was holding him in my arms, and after I raised him, I would take him as my subordinate and conquer the world for me!

It has to be said that Xu Yan's nonsensical thoughts instantly calmed his heart.

He stood up, and the feeling disappeared immediately. He lowered his head and looked at the unremarkable futon with a complicated expression on his face.

Odd thing!

This is something that is helpful for training, like a medicine that can never be eaten, and it is still the kind that does not have any side effects!

For Heiji's feelings, he became more complicated.

Jiulong Juhuo Cauldron, Jiqiongdan, Yeyue Thirty-six Needles, black futon, and a variety of medicinal herbs and medicinal herbs are planted, and finally the grace of preaching.

Although the two did not have the name of master and apprentice, in truth, Pingzhi was even more kissable to him than his son. He was afraid of falling when he held it in his hand, and he was afraid of melting when he held it in his mouth.

Xu Yan shook his head, did not think too much, and sat down again.

He ignored the skyfire that was burning the sky and boiling the sea, because the skyfire in his body, if it really burned himself to death, he would not live for thirteen years. So he quickly sank his mind and started to run the Nine Heavens Fire Technique to practice the power of tattoos.

The grain force is smoother and faster than ever before, and the sky fire is continuously submerged in the body.

Silent all night.

When Xu Yan woke up, he felt refreshed.

He carefully put away the black futon, and then walked out of the lakeside hut.

It was only a few days before the school started at the outer gate of Yunfu.

He wants to settle everything in these days!

...

Lan Mingxin sleepily rubbed her small eyes, only to realize that she was sleeping on a bench.

The bench was plain and all-wood, but it was like a bed, big enough for one person to lie down on. When she Dingqing looked, she saw an identical bench beside her, an old man lying flat on it, eyes closed, wrinkles stretched, as if enjoying the soft sunlight comfortably.

"Excuse me…"

Lan Mingxin said tentatively, looking around.

When she looked outside, she froze in place.

It can be seen as far as the eye can see, overlooking the entire Qing Palace.

Although he has been in the palace for a year, he has never wandered around in the palace, and he has never even been to the Palace of Pure Sun and the Temple of Heaven. The most frequent ones are the Mingxin Hall and the Imperial Garden. But she still knew that there was a tall building in the Quanqing Palace.

She had asked Jin Xing, but only got a response of "don't go there if you have nothing to do, it's a forbidden place in the palace".

But at this moment, she realized that she was already in a high-rise building, and there was an old man she had never seen before.

"The little baby is awake." The old man's eyes did not open, and his voice had a strange charm: "The exercises you practice are very strange, what is the name of the unknown?"

Lan Mingxin was a little confused, but she was kind-hearted and respectful to the old man: "I don't know its name either."

"Haha." The old man only thought that Lan Mingxin didn't want to tell, and didn't force it, but just laughed.

But Lan Ming's mind was delicate and she understood what the old man was thinking almost instantly, she said in a hurry, "It's true! If you don't believe me, I'll show you the old senior!" She hurriedly patted the jade pendant from her waist, and the roll looked like a The old and broken scroll appeared in her hand and handed it to the old man.

The old man was also a little surprised.

He noticed that Lan Mingxin's exercises were extraordinary, but at his level, he naturally wouldn't have any greed for the exercises. After practicing to this point, I will no longer modify other exercises, because the tattoo force developed by this exercise in the body has been integrated with my own body and the natal symbol that I am good at, so naturally there will be no modification or modification. the meaning of.

Even so, I was surprised to see Lan Mingxin take it out so decisively.

Is it her heart?

Pure heart of a child?

This old man is naturally a dangerous old man, a master of Qianwen Realm hidden in the Qing Palace.

Soon, Old Wei opened his eyes slightly, and even if there was only a slight gap, Lan Mingxin felt a trance.

"what?"

When Wei Lao put his eyes on the torn scroll in Lan Mingxin's hand, he rarely let out a surprised voice.

On the cover of the book, there is only one record.

On the record, there should obviously be two words, but it was stained with a piece of ink, and the other two words could not be seen.

After that "Huh" sound, Lan Mingxin felt the trance in his body dissipate. At this moment, she still guessed that she had met an expert: "Senior, look. The ink on it covers up the name, so you can't see it."

"Hehe, yes yes." Wei Lao's voice really had some flavor: "It's not ordinary ink, but a ban, you can't see it." As he said, he stretched out his right hand.

His right hand is thin and looks like a branch, and when his index and middle fingers meet, it looks more like a vine. But when his fingers gently stroked the ink, there was a slight blue smoke.

Wei Lao smiled slightly: "The prohibition before death, I thought it could stop the old man."

To Lao Wei's surprise, the ban on this exercise was placed by a strong man who used to be at the same level as him!