Burning is a boring job.
It's easy to say a hundred times a day, but when I really started to do it, I found that it was indeed as Wang Ruochen said, it was extremely difficult to persist a hundred times.
This point, even if the martial art chosen by Fengchen is the easiest magic fire to ignite, it is the same.
And in fact, whether it is the easiest or not, it will not be correctly realized until Fengchen really starts to cultivate.
The pitch-black flames suddenly appeared in mid-air, and quickly spread to a large area with extreme speed, and soon everything in front of them was completely obscured, completely covering the sight, and nothing else could be seen except for this pitch black.
"I didn't see it clearly, so I can't come again."
The sound of wind and dust came from the pitch-black flames, and then this slightly overwhelming flame instantly contracted, and in the blink of an eye, it completely disappeared in front of Feng Chen.
Immediately after, before anyone could react, after a burst of spiritual pressure fluctuations, the pitch-black flame repeated the scene that appeared in mid-air, obscuring all vision.
"At this pace, let alone burning in a month, it's difficult to even memorize half of the spiritual power lines."
Failed again, and the wind and dust couldn't help but fall for a while.
At first, he thought that it would be very simple to burn the magic fire to ignite this martial art, at least the other martial arts should be much simpler, and in a month, he should be able to complete the burning.
But now, five days have passed, and Fengchen has not been able to remember much of the spiritual power patterns ignited by the demon fire until now, and he has only remembered about one-tenth of it.
Although it's not stuck, the progress is very slow, and you may not be able to record half a point more than a few casts, which is really a suspicion of wasting your efforts.
Of course, this has a lot to do with the martial art of Demonic Fire Ignition.
It wasn't until he started trying to burn that Fengchen noticed that the spiritual power patterns of the magic fire that ignited this martial art would actually show different degrees of brightness depending on the amount of magic fire ignited.
This also means that if the wind dust only ignites a small part of the demonic fire, it really doesn't need to spend much energy, and you can carefully examine the lines of the spiritual power in your body at this time.
But this is useless, because the spiritual power lines revealed at this time are only very faint spiritual power lines, and they are 108,000 miles away from the spiritual power lines in the complete situation.
And in order for the spiritual power pattern to become complete, it is necessary to ignite a large enough amount of demonic fire.
In this way, the consumption of spiritual power and energy has become out of control.
Although it is not said how terrifying it is, at least it is not something that ordinary martial arts can do.
After all, most of Fengchen's martial arts are in the category of spiritual power, and the manipulation and use of demonic fire together with spiritual power, the consumption of spiritual power itself is actually not so terrifying.
After knowing this, Fengchen almost had the intention of changing to other martial arts burning.
However, this idea was only for a moment, and it was quickly forgotten by the wind and dust: since it had been decided, there was only one way to go to the dark, which was a kind of stubborn persistence.
Therefore, Fengchen began this unexpected cultivation, and the level of fatigue caused by cultivation was far beyond his imagination.
Not to mention that the spiritual power is exhausted almost every day, if it weren't for the fact that Fengchen's spiritual power is far stronger than ordinary cultivators, I am afraid that these nearly 100 times of demonic fire can make Fengchen faint directly.
Even though Fengchen has strong mental strength, under the hard work of the day, he is also dizzy and can fall asleep when he touches the bed.
There was even a time when Zi Xuanying helped him, and he reluctantly returned to the room, and met the cold tomb stone Yu who was also exhausted, and after glancing at each other, he fell asleep directly, and didn't care about anything else.
And at this time, Zi Xuanying played her unique role.
In the past few days, the cleaning of the room and the care of Fengchen are almost all supported by Zi Xuanying alone, Wang Ruochen not to mention that she has no such skills at all, even if she does, she herself is the same as the three of Fengchen, she is exhausted every day, and she has no spare energy to take care of the three of them.
Why don't Zi Xuanying take care of the cold tomb and Shi Yu This doesn't seem to be a problem, Zi Xuanying will take care of the cold tomb and Shi Yu, then it is really the sun coming out of the west.
If it weren't for Fengchen and herself, Zi Xuanying had slept with Fengchen these days, because there was really no one who had the spare time to take care of Zi Xuanying, and Caixing didn't even want to see Zi Xuanying, let alone take care of him.
What's more, this kind of thing, Caixing himself doesn't care much about it.
It is precisely because no one cares, in order to create a better resting environment for herself and Fengchen, Zi Xuanying has to clean up the room where Fengchen and the three of them live, and Leng Tomb and Shi Yu can also be regarded as being shaded by Fengchen, so that they can enjoy this kind of treatment that they almost dare not think of when they are cultivating.
Because of this, Leng Tomb has changed a lot of views of Zi Xuanying, although it is not to the point where he can take the initiative to speak, but he is not as casual as before.
The main cold tomb is also embarrassed, people have helped you tidy up the room, and you still treat others like this, isn't this a short hand and a soft mouth, where are you embarrassed to do this, it's too mean.
"However, the spiritual power and spiritual power in the body have grown a lot, and I feel that the casting speed is also a lot faster, which can be regarded as an unexpected gain."
After a few more experiments, there was still no progress, and I couldn't help but comfort myself.
If you want to make a volume, the strength of Fengchen now has increased by nearly half of it five days ago.
"It's just that it's useless."
Fengchen smiled bitterly and laughed at himself.
It's only half a percent improvement, it's nothing at all, at least in the face of Yan Potian, he still can't even move, and there is no qualitative change.
"Concentrate energy" throws other messy thoughts out of his mind, and Wind and Dust gathers his energy to use the magic fire to ignite it again.
Another large mass of demonic fire suddenly emerged, almost affecting the wind and dust itself, and the fluctuations caused by the shock had even blown the hair on Feng Chen's forehead, but he was not taken by the wind and dust to heart, and his whole body sank into the inner vision of the spiritual power lines.
"Failed again, then again."
It was still the result of failure, Fengchen didn't even frown, and after dispelling the demonic fire that had gathered in front of him, the spiritual power of the whole body was running rapidly again, flowing through the familiar meridians: "Demonic Fire Ignited" Fengchen drank softly, and the demonic fire gushed out again, piling up every corner of his sight, but unfortunately, Fengchen did not open his eyes.
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"Defeat again."
The wind and dust were full of energy, and then there was a burst of demonic fire, and the spiritual pressure was wanton.
"The defeat continues."
Fengchen shouted a little panting, and then the magic fire spread all over the land in front of him, creating a pitch-black world, making Zi Xuanying's eyes on the side flash a trace of worry and concern.
"Failed efforts."
Fengchen said with some anger, and after about a second of dullness, the demonic fire descended on this land again, burning in the void without a root, making Fengchen's vision black again, but this time, it took Fengchen's consciousness with an additional one.
"Brother Feng, Brother Feng, are you okay" As Fengchen's eyes darkened, before his consciousness dissipated, he heard Zi Xuanying's panicked shout not far away, and gradually approached as his consciousness went away, as if he was beside him.
Not far away, unlike the wind and dust, in a slightly wooded forest, not a cold tomb in an open field, after hearing this low shout, Bishou, who stopped his hand, frowned slightly.
In front of the cold tomb is a thousand-year-old giant tree, and the body of the tree is clearly covered with scratches of different sizes and average depths, and with the bishou of the cold tomb's hand, it all shows who caused these scratches.
"Fengchen, that kid won't be too anxious about something," he felt that the spiritual pressure from Fengchen's side had weakened significantly, and Leng Tomb said to himself worriedly.
Although he was a little worried, the footsteps of the cold tomb did not mean to move, his feet stepped down suddenly, and the spiritual pressure suddenly dispersed, and the whole person disappeared in place, and then the spiritual pressure moved with a gust of breeze, and the whole person flashed on the other side of the ancient tree, stepping on the shadow formed here because of the light, although it was not the shadow of the ancient tree, but from other trees.
Bishou slashed suddenly, swept a scarlet arc, and connected the thousand-year-old giant tree in front of him, accompanied by a thick sound of breaking wood, a new trace of the ancient wood emerged, which was the newly carved trace of the cold tomb at this moment.
"The thirty-ninth time, I hope Zi Xuanying can take care of the wind and dust, there are some things that can't be separated from here."
Leng Tomb smiled bitterly, stepped on his feet again, and the whole person disappeared in place, and the spiritual pressure dissipated in this world as if it had never existed.
In the next second, the spiritual pressure appeared from the void again, accompanied by a crisp voice: "Fortieth time."
A new scratch was added to the giant tree, like the old and new scratches, arranged in a haphazard manner on the ancient wood.
"Well, Fengchen, that kid shouldn't have exhausted his strength" On the other side, facing several scattered trees, Wang Ruochen held the giant axe in his hand, the fiery red blade crystal had just emerged, and immediately retreated, but after sensing Zi Xuanying's shout, he involuntarily stopped his hand movements, and a touch of worry surged into his heart.
The giant axe fell lightly to the ground, and was immediately raised high: "Forget it, at this time, Zi Xuanying's girl is also there anyway, and I shouldn't have anything to do if I don't go over."
Wang Ruochen thought about it and chose the same decision as Leng Tomb.
And in the next second when Wang Ruochen made his decision, the giant axe was wrapped around the fiery red blade crystal again, quickly covering the top of the giant axe's entire body, revealing an orange-red glow that refracted on the ground under the sunlight, which was beautiful and exquisite.
It's a pity that Wang Ruochen, who has cast all this, has no time to pay attention to these, and his attention is completely focused on the giant axe in his hand, or the fiery red blade crystal.
The fiery red blade crystal attached to the giant axe of the "Battle Blade Helmet, Guard" rapidly expanded, falling off directly from the giant axe and enveloping Wang Ruochen in its protective range, at first glance it was a fiery red protective barrier, shining in the sunlight very beautifully.
"Battle Blade Helmet, Collect" The giant axe slashed towards the barrier, but did not cut a gap in this beautiful barrier, but after contact, it was like a vortex, absorbing all these beautiful blade crystals, and then wrapped around the giant axe, just like when it was first formed, the giant axe was perfectly wrapped under the blade crystal, shining in the sun.
"Battle Blade Helmet, Adsorption" After the blade crystal was perfectly put back, the giant axe did not stop moving, but was sent straight forward with Wang Ruochen's swing and slash, and at the same time, the blade helmet suddenly generated a powerful attraction, attracting all the surrounding dust and other things to attach to the surface of the blade helmet, which looked like it greatly damaged its beautiful appearance.
It's just that Wang Ruochen is not an artist, and he doesn't care about the appearance of the Battle Blade Helmet at this time, and he doesn't even frown a little, but his hand has already changed.
Lifting the giant axe high again, it was only a little larger than it was at the beginning.
If it was only twice the size of Wang Ruochen's petite body, then now it may be three or four times as much.
Holding such a behemoth, Wang Ruochen didn't see how hard it was, and his face was not red and he was panting and staring ahead.
After locking his eyes on the target, Wang Ruochen slashed down the giant axe without hesitation, and the direction of the fall was impartially slashed in the direction of the sight: "Battle Blade Helmet, Shower Thorn" With Wang Ruochen's last soft shout, the giant axe wrapped around the blade crystal and smashed down heavily, but before it fell to the ground, a fiery red light flashed, and the blade crystal wrapped around the giant axe burst open at this moment, turning into tens of millions of fiery red cones and shooting in the same direction, and this so-called direction was exactly where Wang Ruochen's eyes were pointing.
Thousands of cone-shaped blade crystals shot out, directly penetrating several or even a dozen giant trees encountered on the way, bringing a burst of messy sounds.
And after its slightly thick tree body left dozens or even hundreds of dense hole marks, it disappeared from Wang Ruochen's sight, and also ushered in Wang Ruochen's soft sigh: "Twenty-eighth" This round of casting is just a different variation of a martial art.
"Hopefully, within a month, something will happen."
Wang Ruochen prayed in his heart, and his spiritual power began to run rapidly again, and the giant axe, with a speed visible to the naked eye, wound layer after layer of fiery red blade crystals.
"Twenty-ninth, Blade Helm of War, Begin" The fiery red light shone again, followed by another slam and the death of a dozen trees.
At this time, if you have to talk about an exception, then among Wang Ruochen and the others, the only one who may not notice that there is something wrong with the wind and dust is Shi Yu, who is the farthest away from the wind and dust.
It's just that the one who may make the fastest progress among several people is also Shi Yu.
In just over five days, about half of the spiritual power lines have been mastered, and if you continue to work hard at this pace, you may be able to complete this first burning in half a month or even three weeks.
Why doesn't it mean that within ten days, because the memory of spiritual power patterns is more difficult the later it gets.
Needless to say, the progress of the cold tomb is not yet to be said, and perhaps the most worrying thing now is the wind and dust.
Not only has he fainted now, but even the memory spirit power pattern has only been carried out for less than one-tenth, and it is really worrying whether it can be completed within a month
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