Chapter 2751

When it has memory, it is already a seed growing on the stone wall. It has no idea why it appears there.

"Useless stuff..." Ye Lingfeng completely speechless, indignant and took a slap from the young strange tree, pupil constantly changing. Although young strange tree asked three do not know, but he can almost be sure that never fire, rob survival hope, in not fire!

"When will the fire come down?" After a long silence, ye Lingfeng asked the young strange tree.

Although he had a general inference in his mind, as far as he thought, the most detailed one who knew about it was the young strange tree. It's a matter of life and death. We can't afford to be careless. We must try our best to be sure and fight for the slightest bit of time.

"Three days later, to be exact, it's noon on the third day. After the extreme Yang is the extreme Yin, and the catastrophe will appear at noon! " The young strange tree thought for a long time and gave a rather exact answer.

In two and a half days, find a way to get away from fire and robbery Ye Lingfeng smiles bitterly at the words. Although we have mastered some of the facts, it is still too urgent to escape from a once-in-3000-year catastrophe in such a short time.

"Since you know this, why didn't you remind the people here?" After pondering a little, ye Lingfeng makes a sound to the young strange tree.

As far as he thinks, due to the power of time, he can't tell the truth to the humanity of zhuquexian mansion, but the young strange tree is different. It should be OK for it to tell the truth to those people for this thing of time and space.

"I'm a part of the disaster. How can I tell others these things? Once I speak, I will die. If you don't force me, do you think I dare to speak?" Young strange tree bitter, and then some doubt: "but why do I tell you these things but no problem, you have what strange..."

If we don't put out the fire, the disaster will come down. Everyone here is a part of the disaster. The force of the disaster is blocked. It's a secret!

Ye Lingfeng is silent, but his mind is constantly changing, judging the truth that the young strange tree can't tell others.

As for why we can't tell others, but it's no harm to talk to him, ye Lingfeng thinks that he came from thousands of years later, not a part of the disaster, but a variable of the disaster. As a variable, it's OK to know the secret.

Seeing that ye Lingfeng didn't make a sound, the branches trembled, and the young strange tree pleaded with Ye Lingfeng: "if you find the hope of escape, can you take me with you?"

"Take care of yourself..." After a word of indifference to the strange tree, he looked into the room and saw that Huo ling'er had not woken up yet. Ye Lingfeng immediately raised his sword and roared to the stone wall of Shengzu.

The rosefinch doesn't put out the fire and lives in the stone wall. Since this fire is not only the cause of the fire, but also the hope of survival, he must seize all the time, try his best to understand the fire and explore the life.

"Devil, damned devil One day, I will grow up. At that time, I will revenge today and eat you clean Looking at the back of Ye Lingfeng's leaving, the young strange branches trembled and gnashed their teeth.

And at the same time, an idea deeply planted in its mind, it seems that there is a subconscious telling it that it can not only absorb nutrition from the soil, but also use some living creatures as the source of nutrition to strengthen its body.

Ye Lingfeng was totally unaware that he had planted a demon incarnation seed in the heart of the strange tree. He frowned tightly all the way, and his sword galloped toward the stone wall of Shengzu.

But after arriving at the stone wall, to his surprise, in the silent night, in front of the stone wall is not as empty as he thought, there is a white skirt, such as the shadow of white lotus swaying in the wind, standing facing the stone wall, as if thinking about something.

That figure, ye Lingfeng is very familiar with, it is with fire spirit son together, brought him into the square if of Zhu que Xian mansion.

And see square if the back of the moment, leaf Ling wind mind suddenly think of a thing, eyes revealed surprised.

"You are the one who has realized six strikes in the past!" Standing on the side of Fang ruo's body, ye Lingfeng arched her hand and said.

Fang Ruo nodded with a smile, then looked at Ye Lingfeng with admiration and war spirit in his eyes, and said with a smile: "it's really me, but so what, after all, it's still not equal to your great feat of realizing nine strikes!"

Ye Lingfeng laughs and shakes his head. He knows that nine strokes are really good, but only he knows that he actually takes advantage of long-term contact with rosefinch. Without this chance, he might have done well, but he would never have done so.

"It's just that I can copy the last three strokes. I haven't been able to understand them thoroughly and turn them into my own skills..." Ye Lingfeng shakes his head with a smile, and then the other party says, "I don't know, Taoist friend Fang, what kind of blow do you realize now?"

"Eighth strike. Whenever I feel the ninth strike, I always feel that if there is a membrane between the eighth and ninth strikes, I can't catch the soul of the rosefinch who doesn't put out the fire.... " Fang Ruo frowned slightly and said slowly.

Eighth strike! Ye Lingfeng's eyes are slightly bright. Although he has already seen Fang ruo's extraordinary talent, he still didn't expect that the other party has realized the eighth strike of Shenhuo. Only by the last strike, he will be successful."This skill is extensive and profound. When I realized the seventh strike, I also felt that there were shackles and I couldn't go any further." Ye Lingfeng chuckles. As he said, although he can copy the seventh strike of the magic fire, he always feels that if there is a layer of shackles in this skill, the power will be greatly reduced, and only three to four times of the original can be played.

"The rosefinch does not extinguish, the flame does not extinguish, is therefore only for the rosefinch does not extinguish." After hearing this, Fang Ruo raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a smile, "in fact, I'm very curious. You have the idea that you can't put out the fire. Why can you still feel the sixth strike..."

Before that, she and ye Lingfeng had argued whether the rosefinch would be extinguished if it was not extinguished. She thought that the rosefinch would not be extinguished, and the flame would not be extinguished, even if heaven and earth died. But after thousands of years, ye Lingfeng, who saw the immortal house of rosefinch shrouded in eternal night, thought that although the fire was extraordinary, it could also be extinguished.

Cultivation is born out of the nine strikes of the fire that the rosefinch doesn't put out, but there is a mind in his heart that can be put out without putting out the fire.

In such a state of mind, even can understand six strokes, copy nine strokes, how can not let Fang Ruo feel surprised.

A language falls, the facial expression on the leaf Ling breeze face suddenly has embarrassed color to expose. If it wasn't for Fang ruo's reminding, he would have forgotten this one. Now, when we think about it carefully, it's true.