Chapter 180
How strong is Southern Bright Trigram Fire?
Chen Xinglie once saw this kind of flame in his memory.
In a wilderness in the Upper Realm, there is a huge flame mountain with a radius of thousands of miles, which is always burning with flames. At night, the flames illuminate all over the area, making the sky of thousands of miles bright red.
In the middle of the burning mountains and rivers, there is a blood-red flame, the Southern Bright Trigram Fire.
Even in the upper realm, no one knows exactly when this flame burned. I only know that for countless years, not only did the flame not dissipate, but it burned more and more vigorously.
Because of this, in the upper realm, Southern Bright Trigram Fire has another name called Eternal Inextinguishable Chi Yan.
Tonight.
Chen Xinglie wants to use Southern Bright Trigram Fire for cultivation!
Beep...
The flames burned in the palm, making a slight explosion.
If it is the Southern Bright Trigram Fire in the Flame Mountain of the Upper Realm, Chen Xinglie will not even use it for cultivation, even as long as he gets close, he will be set off by the heat wave of flames, instantly burning to ashes.
This group of Southern Bright Trigram Fire is different.
The Southern Bright Trigram Fire array spread over the entire mansion was built by Chen Xinglie himself. The flames are born in the array and are controlled by the array, and Chen Xinglie can control the array in his heart. .
So, the flame in his hand is very gentle.
The power is far from the Southern Bright Trigram Fire in Flame Mountain.
The flames in the upper realm were even so irritable that even experts like empress were cautiously when casting secret treasures at the foot of Flame Mountain.
And now this small fire, even the Demon Monk ordination Bodhi of Nether Temple, did not immediately burn to death.
The gap is huge.
The Southern Bright Trigram Fire of the juvenile body is far inferior to the complete flame of the upper realm.
incomparable.
Chen Xinglie raised the flame, opened his mouth, and swallowed it in one bite.
gu lu!
The flame slid down the throat and into the abdomen.
clang!
Chen Xinglie drew out the big sword, cast Void Condensation Sword Art, the sword qi in his hand was vertical and horizontal for a moment, and a bunch of sword light appeared from the top of Chen Xinglie's head in Baihui acupoint Then the sword light became more and more condensed, turned into a sword qi beam of light, soaring into the sky...
but.
The sword qi beam of light only rushed three feet above Chen Xinglie's head, but was blocked by a layer of invisible force, and could no longer climb up a bit.
This is the Southern Bright Trigram Fire big array blocking the sword light.
Chen Xinglie wants this effect.
Only in the Southern Bright Trigram Fire, you can do whatever you want without worrying about being discovered by anyone.
In the imperial city, there are a lot of Earth Immortal.
The old Court Eunuch Tongueless and the demon queen in the palace all live in the Imperial Palace, not far from here.
Even if the two of them came to Fenghua Street in person or fly over the mansion of Chen Xinglie, they would never see through this Southern Bright Trigram Fire array. I don’t know what Chen Xinglie is doing. ...
Tzzzzzzz!
A strange voice appeared on Chen Xinglie.
Similar to grilling skewers...
Swiss of smoke emerged from Chen Xinglie's body, originating from his mouth, nose and ear holes...
Smoke from Qiqiao!
The smoke is dark and pungent.
This means that the waste and impurities in the body are being burned into smoke and then excreted from the body.
The whole process is like refining ore, smelting gold and silver.
Burning the body with flames, burning the entire fleshy body with flames. After burning again and again, what is left in the end is naturally real gold, white silver.
"It is worthy of empress!"
"Can create this kind of burning movement method!"
"This woman...this seat is about to be set !"
Chen Xinglie expression congeals, and felt that the medicinal power of the flame pill in his body was weakening, and the smoke from the seven orifices gradually faded, so he took out a medicine pill again and threw it into his mouth. inside.
The black smoke thickens again.
The sound of zi zi skewers became dense again.
Chen Xinglie enjoys it.
Out of the window.
The bright moon hangs high.
In the Nether Temple at the corner of the Northern Part of City, some people, like Chen Xinglie, are making smoke.
This person is Precept Bodhi.
Jie Bodhi not only produces smoke from the seven orifices, but is also burning with clusters of flames, shining eye-catching firelight, and dyeing the entire great hall a scarlet red.
In the Great Hall of Buddhism, there are many Buddha statues, either painted with gold paint or made of pure gold. Whether it is during the day when the great hall is bright or when it is brightly lit at night, the Buddha statues are scorched Hui, it looks solemn appearance.
But now, the Buddha statue seems to be stained with blood.
Not like the Buddha Bodhisattva, but rather like those ferocious princes in the abyss of hell.
great hall has also become like the Yama Palace in folklore.
Jie Bodhi was full of flames, sitting in the Hall Of Great Strength in the ghostly ghost temple.
A group of monks are surrounding the bodhisattva, all Martial Dao experts.
The people used their own flesh and blood as the center of the formation to build a large Buddhist formation, enclosing the Bodhi of Precepts around the formation eye.
At the very beginning, the monks thought with all their heart that they would extinguish the blazing flames of the Bodhisattva, but after a while, everyone changed their minds, only to suppress the flames on Bodhisattva. Just live.
If you do not extinguish it, you can only retreat and suppress the flame.
Unfortunately, in the end, this flame couldn't even be suppressed.
The monks have no choice but to pinch the prayer beads, chant the scriptures, and beg Bodhisattva for blessings, save the life of Jie Bodhi, and let the most outstanding monk of the Nether Temple live in this catastrophe. Come down.
The abbot of the Netherworld Temple sat up ahead of the crowd, with compassion in his eyes. At first glance, he was an eminent monk. His chanting voice was also the loudest, sounding like a bell, which seemed extremely solemn.
But it's totally useless.
If you chant the scriptures, you can achieve what you want. The monks in the Netherworld Temple need to practice hard all day long. Simply don’t need cultivation. As long as they keep chanting from morning to night, wouldn’t they be able to become the world number one expert, cultivation to Earth Immortal Peak is just around the corner...
"Abbot."
Finally, the Bodhi can't help it anymore, so he stood up abruptly, and his gnashing teeth supported it. There was no scream, the smoke in his mouth opened his mouth and said, "This time, dísciple may not survive."
The abbot was silent.
Jie Bodhi clenched the teeth abruptly, extend the hand, tore off a piece of flesh burning with red flames on his body, and raised it to the top of his head bloody, walked a few steps forward, and then bowed to the abbot, Said: "dísciple condenses the blood of Martial Dao into this piece of flesh. With the support of blood, this flesh should be able to burn for a long time. There are many sect experts. Perhaps you can study the origin of the flame based on this piece of burning flesh... …"
The abbot's eyes sank, and he asked: "What about you?"
"The Buddha said, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell." Jie Bodhi gently filled It was the flesh of the flame that was placed on the ground, and then he sat cross-legged, folded his hands and closed his eyes.
He has a blazing flame in his palm, and he is full of flames, and he has a real vibe of a monk.
The abbot shook his head and said: "No!"
Jie Bodhi suddenly opened his eyes.