Chapter 65

"No fire?"

The woman in white held her chin and looked at Luo Chuan with slight interest.

Up and down the empty mountain, the drum is beating in my heart. The monarchs and officials of the state of Tang felt uneasy. The sect disciples looked at each other. Only the people in Kunting mountain showed a look of schadenfreude.

It is obviously abnormal that three immortal masters who have been cultivating in the infant environment fail to spread fire.

"Why?" the woman's voice did not fluctuate, without the slightest smell of fireworks, asked calmly.

The maid in blue came up to her ears and whispered something.

"Make a fool of yourself." the leader of the Zhou Dynasty and the black faced friar like a general laughed: "let me have a try. In case the fire is spread successfully accidentally, according to the usual practice, he can be the descendant of the immortal family Taoism of the Zhou Dynasty."

Without waiting for the magician's permission, general Zhou took a picture of the table, and his body seemed to float lightly as if it were catkins without weight. In the twinkling of an eye, such as the top of the five mountains, it shattered the invisible dust in the air and fell in front of Luo Chuan.

General Da Zhou's body was as big and majestic as a hill, two heads higher than Luo Chuan.

Reaching out, general Zhou pressed on Luo Chuan's head.

"Practice since ancient times, preaching doesn't spread fire! This is the secret that we don't spread in the great Zhou Dynasty. Tianluo preaches fire with heart!" the general of the great Zhou Dynasty opened his eyes and said word by word.

Luo Chuan's pupils retracted. This time, he finally felt a little.

Xiadantian changed from slight heat to hot, like a fire burning,

Vaguely, it seems that something is about to be born.

Luo Chuan's heart is rippling.

The essence of practice is constant enterprising change. Each realm of ascension is a completely different life existence. Among them, transmitting fire is a crucial stage. It can be said that the practice of building a foundation is entirely preparing for transmitting fire. Only by spreading fire successfully can we establish Huangting and set foot in the fairy way in the real sense.

Practice since ancient times, preaching does not spread fire! There is often a saying in the world that "bathing in fire and nirvana" means that this is the significance of spreading fire. It is a Nirvana on the road of practice, which really turns cocoons into butterflies!

However, at this time, a strange force came from Luochuan's head and involved the fire in shangdantian.

The burning feeling of xiadantian disappeared. Luo Chuan was shocked. He opened his eyes and met him with the incredible eyes of general Zhou.

"What's the matter? Where's my fire?" after a while, general Zhou returned to the banquet and muttered to himself.

"Hahaha, I don't believe in evil! Childe Chuan, if I succeed in spreading fire, you will be my disciple, and I will give it to you." Ren Zhi of the Xia Dynasty laughed loudly, his white beard fluttered and disappeared.

The next moment, he walked out from the other end of the air and came to Luo Chuan.

The old man's big hand pressed on Luo Chuan's head. Ren Zhi's eyes flashed and said in a deep voice: "practice since ancient times, preaching does not spread fire! This is one of the five pole fires handed down by our ancestors in the Xia Dynasty. It is the fire that dominates the Xia Dynasty. Condense your heart and calm your qi. Pay attention!"

The voice fell, and the domineering fire came along Luochuan's head.

As before, the feeling of xiadantian is very obvious. However, before long, the strange force of shangdantian was sent out again, like an insatiable gluttonous mouth, swallowing the fire.

"Strange." Ren Zhi withdrew his hand, looked at Luo Chuan in confusion, and walked back bitterly.

Next, the flying snow sect, Wuliang cave, the great Zen sect, including the elders of Tianhua palace, tried to spread fire for Luochuan, but none of them succeeded.

The atmosphere in the palace became dull and strange, and almost everyone's eyes were full of doubt.

A surprise rises from the bottom of Luochuan's heart!

After several fire transmission failures, something unexpected happened: Luo Chuan saw the words on the black wooden monument for the first time in more than five months.

The black wooden tablet is still in his storage ring, but at this time, it seems to be reflected in his mind. This feeling is very wonderful.

"Thousands of years of hard work, do everything for the sake of behaving sages."

This is what appears on the wooden monument