Shen Fen listened to Shuxiang's words.

Asked: "If this is the case, then how can we find the true sun fire?"

"If you can't even find it, let alone the magical power of the Immortal Sun."

Who would have thought.

The immortal power of the sun is in the true fire of the sun, and the true fire of the sun is in this white flame?

Shuxiang said: "Master, don't be anxious."

"Bookishness has its own way."

"According to the records of the Secret Tradition of the Mountains and Seas, the True Fire of the Sun is the fire of the Ultimate Path. If you want to find the True Fire of the Sun, you must achieve the Ultimate Path in its flames."

"Master just needs to keep swallowing these sun flames."

"Forging the body with the fire of the sun, when it reaches an extreme, the true fire of the sun will appear on its own."

Shen Fen frowned and asked: "If that's the case, all the disciples of the Great Sun Immortal Sect have been forged by this flame. Why?"

Shuxiang continued: "Nine years, nine months, nine days and nine hours, exercise your body ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine times."

"There can be no room for error."

"Only at this extreme level can the true sun fire appear. According to the cultivation method of the Great Sun Immortal Sect, it is simply impossible to achieve this situation."

“And most importantly, there’s no stopping in between.”

“Only when you work hard can you reach your perfection.”

Shen Fen: "......!"

No wonder!

Not only is it a requirement of time, but it is also a requirement of frequency.

If you don't know it, you may not have the chance to be with this true sun fire.

"OK!"

"I see."

Shen Fen dispersed the Samadhi True Fire and the Five-Color Li Fire around him, opened his mouth slightly, and the white flames around him were swallowed into his belly by Shen Fen.

"Fuck!"

The moment the white flame entered his belly, Shen Fen's expression suddenly changed.

"It hurts~~~~~~~~~~!"

Shen Fen let out a low roar, and all his clothes were burned clean in an instant, and his whole body was wrapped in white flames.

"Master, remember, you must remember the time and number of times, otherwise, everything will be in vain."

After Shuxiang finished speaking, he found his side and sat down cross-legged.

The little golden man emerged from Shen Fen's body, sat on Shuxiang's shoulders, and said, "Shuxiang, do you think he can succeed?"

Shuxiang: "It must be possible."

The little golden man said: "For thousands of years, no one has ever controlled the true sun fire. This thing is too powerful. If it is true as rumored, one ray can destroy a world."

"My Healing Game"

"Tsk, tsk, that power is simply unimaginable!"

Shuxiang said: "Although the true sun fire is powerful, it still depends on the strength of the user. This is why the true sun fire has never appeared. If the true sun fire can appear alone like other flames, all the worlds

I’m afraid it has long been reduced to ashes.”

"The king of fire born in the extreme realm."

"Just for that moment, destruction and life coexist."

The little golden man dragged his chin: "You are right."

"If he succeeds, he will dominate the world with his magical power, the immortal power of the sun, and so many magical weapons. I really can't imagine what his future will be like. I even feel a sense of panic now."

"Shuxiang, you have never seen such a person, right?"

Shuxiang nodded: "At least, there has never been such a record in the secrets of mountains and seas."

Little Golden Man: “It’s terrible!”

"Tell me, is it true that Zi Huan said that Shen Fen will become the destroyer of the world in the future?" the little golden man asked.

Shuxiang: "I don't know about this."

"At least, the master is not a murderer."

The little golden man on Shuxiang's shoulder fell silent, and then slowly said: "When I was helping you recover, I took a look at the memory between you and Shen Fen. He once detonated a volcano eruption, causing tens of thousands of people to turn into

Fly ash.”

"Unprovoked massacre!"

"I can feel the master's emotions towards those people."

"Hate!"

"Although I don't know why the master hates those people, there must be grudges between them and the master."

The little golden man sighed: "Grudges."

"What kind of grievances allowed him to massacre those defenseless people? Set off a volcano and wipe out tens of thousands of people."

"At least, I believe in the master." Shuxiang said.

Little Golden Man: "Oh, maybe I'm overthinking it. I've been lonely for such a long time, and after finally coming out, I've become sentimental."

"You are becoming less and less like a spirit and more like a human being." Shuxiang said suddenly.

The little golden man looked at himself.

"I don't know what I'm going to become now."

"Forget it, his strength will increase when he is refined. I will continue to deduce the magical powers in the artifact."

In the flame monument.

Time passes slowly.

A year has passed.

Shen Fen was still wrapped in white flames.

Two years.

Three years.

In the fifth year.

Shuxiang suddenly opened his eyes: "The world within the world has opened?"

Outside.

Great Sun Immortal Sect.

Temple of the Sun.

This is the meeting hall of the Great Sun Immortal Sect.

"It's been five years. If he doesn't come out, those guys will come back!"

Immortal Lord Youri looked a little anxious.

Lord Jiri, who was sitting next to him, said calmly: "If it were that simple, wouldn't it take our Sun Immortal Sect several generations to be unable to comprehend it?"

"Be a little more calm."

"The realm within a realm suddenly opened, and they temporarily went to maintain it. Don't worry, they can't come back!"

Hear the words.

Immortal Lord Maori, Immortal Lord Youri and Immortal Lord Ziri looked happy.

"Sure?"

Immortal Lord Jiri took out a jade slip and said, "See for yourselves."

After Immortal Maori read it.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked strangely: "Isn't there something wrong with what we do?"

Immortal Lord Jiri rolled his eyes.

"Three hundred years ago, the ancient ruins were opened, and we were responsible for maintaining them, but a few of them sneaked in and took away all the good things. When we entered, the best thing was just a thousand-year-old chalcedony."

"To say that some garbage is left for us is to promote garbage."

"Do you still remember how ugly they looked at that time?"

When Immortal Lord Maori heard this, the trace of "guilt" on his face disappeared instantly: "I think this is good, after all, he is my disciple."
To be continued...