But as soon as Fang ruo's move changed and he began to strike the ninth stroke, ye Lingfeng's admiration in his eyes gradually became confused, and his eyebrows slowly twisted into a knot in one's heart.
He could feel that, although Fang ruo's power and momentum in his ninth strike were far more than the ninth strike he had copied, he still had a little less flavor than the sage rosefinch in this strike.
To be exact, there is a kind of deficiency which is similar to his performance, but for different reasons.
For example, if you want to realize that there is no fire fighting, it is not enough to have an immortal belief in your heart, and some other factors are needed.
What is the lack? Ye Lingfeng frowned and stared at the stone wall of Shengzu. He felt that countless thoughts were swirling and interwoven in his heart. It seemed that a ray of dawn was waving to him, but he could not enter.
Apart from this immortal belief, what else is missing? Ye Lingfeng couldn't understand it. The light in his eyes changed rapidly. Finally, he chose to sit down on his knees and stare at the rosefinch in the stone wall to explore the answer.
After this deep thought, ye Lingfeng wandered away from the world and no longer knew anything about the outside world. His whole mind was completely involved, and he no longer knew the passing of time. Even from late at night until day, there is no waking trend.
During this period, Wu Tianzeng came and thought that ye Lingfeng was possessed by the devil, and what was wrong with him. However, after some exploration, he found that ye Lingfeng was in a mysterious and reasonable situation, and then he was relieved.
Not only Wu Tian, but Huo ling'er is here. She has been holding her chin in both hands and looking at Ye Lingfeng quietly. Shuiling's big eyes are full of expectations, such as longing for ye Lingfeng to wake up early and tell her more stories.
In this period of time, the feather color of the old rosefinch in her arms became more and more dim, and even the light in her eyes became more and more dim.
But the heat along its body is more and more terrible, even to the point of scalding Huo ling'er.
Fortunately, the ancestor of Xianfu came to investigate Ye Lingfeng's situation and found this scene, so he took the old rosefinch away. After the search, the ancestor of Xianfu sighed, saying that the rosefinch is indeed the end of its life, and there is not much vitality, even its Huoyuan can not be perfectly controlled.
In order to avoid any more accidents, the ancestor of Xianfu took the rosefinch away from Huo ling'er and put it on his side to seal and guard it, so as to avoid any more accidents. Two days later, at the grand ceremony, he took it to bathe in fire for a new life.
The old rosefinch was taken away, which made Huo ling'er's big eyes more sad than expectation.
Although she knew that the old rosefinch would be reborn in the fire and bloom for a second time, as far as she was concerned, when the rosefinch was reborn in the fire, it burned away not only the old body, but also the time when the two were interdependent.
The old rosefinch was also reluctant to give up. When he left, his turbid eyes were always looking at huolinger. Some people even saw that in the bottom of his eyes, there seemed to be some crystal shining, such as crying something.
No one thought that ye Lingfeng had experienced the meditation for one day and two nights.
It wasn't until daybreak on the third day that a strange breath suddenly appeared. He opened his eyes and woke up from his experience.
The moment he opened his eyes, his body suddenly changed, suddenly evolved into rosefinch, and performed nine strikes of magic fire.
By the time of the seventh strike, the original shackles were broken through by Shengsheng, which showed the domineering momentum of rosefinch.
And after the seventh strike, the eighth strike is the same without any block. From then on, he mastered the essence of the eight strikes before the fire, and became the third monk in the Zhuque immortal mansion after the ancestors of the immortal mansion and Fang Ruo.
But unfortunately, although the first eight strokes are already full of charm, the shackles of the ninth stroke and ye Lingfeng are still unbroken. When they were copied, although they are powerful, they do not have the charm of the sage rosefinch.
What is missing? This kind of shackles makes Ye Lingfeng feel lost.
After the nine strikes, instead of having a sense of achievement, I feel empty and lost.
In this day and night's realization, he abandoned all his previous pictures in the forbidden area of eternal night by means of self hypnosis, leaving only the meaning of never extinguishing the rosefinch, trying to break through the ninth strike and master the essence of not extinguishing the fire.
Unfortunately, although he succeeded in self hypnosis and made breakthroughs in the seventh and eighth strokes, he was still disappointed.
"Little girl, what's the matter with you?" And just after sighing, ye Lingfeng turns around and finds that huoling'er is sitting beside him with a small face. The big eyes of Shuiling are full of dense fog at the moment.
"Xiao Hong is leaving..." Huo ling'er rubbed his eyes and sobbed: "they all say Xiao Hong will come back to life, but I know that it will never be Xiao Hong again. And Xiao Hong seems very sad, just like she won't come back to me again! "
As soon as the words came out, Ye Ling's spirit of wind was suddenly awe inspiring. He suddenly realized that it was the third critical day. If the young strange tree was right, the change of eternal night would appear at noon today.What makes Ye Lingfeng even more surprised is that children's sixth sense is always so sharp. Huo ling'er's careless words have revealed the truth that is about to happen. As she said, this fire bath, rosefinch will no longer appear in the fairy house.
Similarly, this may also be the last time he can see this little girl; similarly, this may also be the last half day of his life, after which he will come to the end.
"Where will the grand ceremony be held?" Ye Lingfeng sighed, and then asked huoling'er. No matter what the outcome, since everything can not be avoided, it is necessary to calmly face, to find the last possible line.
Huo ling'er rubbed his eyes and said slowly: "in the statue of emperor Shengzu, every generation of rosefinch bathes in fire there."
"Let's send Xiaohong, and then Xiaohong is born!" Ye Lingfeng can't tell Huo ling'er that her guess is true. This parting will be forever. Similarly, he doesn't want to hurt such an innocent child with such merciless words. After rubbing the hair on Huo ling'er's head, Wen Sheng comforts her and takes Huo ling'er to the statue of emperor Shengzu.
And in the rush, ye Lingfeng will fire garden in the young strange tree also uprooted in the side.
Since everything seems inevitable, the hope can only be placed on the only one who survived. From now on, ye Lingfeng will never let the young strange tree leave his sight, even if the slightest change, we must grasp it!