Chapter 3853: The origin of the nine-turn golden body art
Leng Xuan found that he was in a cave, the cave was not big, about ten meters in diameter, surrounded by hard stone walls, glowing red, and there were traces of heat leaking from it. The ground is covered with cracks, from which the previous flames erupted. Leng Xuan walked to the stone wall, reached out and knocked on it, and then moved to another place, trying to find a way to escape. Seeing this, Hong Wu said, "Boy, don't waste your energy. If you can go out, why should I waste thirteen years of time here. I advise you to save your energy, the flames underground are about to erupt."
Leng Xuan heard the words, but was unmoved, still searching for the cave seriously. However, more than ten minutes passed, as Hong Wu said, nothing was found. This cave is like a barrier, without any flaws. He shook his head helplessly, then sat cross-legged on the ground. At this time, he suddenly remembered the molten lava he had seen when he came in before, and couldn't help but ask, "Senior, is this fire prison built in a volcano?" Hong Wu closed his eyes slightly and said indifferently: "No. Leng Xuan asked strangely: "Then how did the molten slurry form here?" Hong Wu snorted softly: "You ask me, who should I ask? Well, don't bother the old man anymore."
Leng Xuan smiled bitterly when he saw that he was ignoring him. At this time, he felt that the ground was getting hotter and hotter, and there were still hot air gushing out from the cracks. Obviously, the flames are about to erupt again. He took a deep breath, then closed his eyes, holding his breath, quietly waiting for the impact of the flames. In normal times, he could rely on the Nine Suns Casting Divine Art to resist the attack of the flames, but now that his dantian and meridians are sealed, he can't run the exercises at all.
The moment the flames erupted from the crack, Leng Xuan felt a piercing pain coming through his skin. Although he was mentally prepared, the intense pain was still unbearable for him. He opened his eyes and glanced at Hong Wu not far away, only to see the other party sitting cross-legged on the ground with a calm expression, as if the raging flames had no effect on him.
Leng Xuan took two deep breaths and forcibly endured the pain that seemed to have penetrated into the depths of his soul, but after enduring a group, he couldn't help crying out. At this time, his mind was already a little confused. A sense of self-preservation revolved rapidly in his mind uncontrollably. Then, in the depths of his dantian, there was a trace of infuriating energy that was so weak that it was almost negligible.
Feeling the movement of this trace of True Qi, Leng Xuan was surprised to discover that the trace of the faint trace of True Qi was actually the same as the one used when cultivating the Nine Suns God Casting Technique, which surprised and delighted him. Due to the confusion of consciousness, in order to concentrate his attention, he couldn't help but muttered the formula of Jiuyang Divine Casting Jue.
Suddenly, Hong Wu, who had been sitting quietly with his eyes closed, opened his eyes and looked at Leng Xuan with a little surprise, his eyes were full of doubts.
Time passed, and under the torment of pain, Leng Xuan only felt that his consciousness gradually became blurred, and he was already on the verge of collapse. At this moment, there was a sudden 'boom' sound in his ear. Although the sound was small, it exploded in his ears like thunder, which instantly woke up his drowsy consciousness. At the same time, only Hong Wu's voice came: "Boy, hold on, there is still one minute."