Chen Feng breathed a sigh of relief, but there was a hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes.
"This flame is quite unruly and seems to have its own spirituality. I drove it, but it turned out to be disobedient and suppressed it hard before obeying my will!"
"What I'm most worried about is not that he's disobedient, but what should I do if he bites me back?"
However, the gloomy look on Chen Feng's face quickly dissipated and he became excited, with a smile on his lips.
"The temperature of this flame is extremely high, reaching more than 8,000 degrees. Such a high temperature is extremely powerful."
"Just like when it hit the tree just now, there was no burning process at all, and the tree was burnt into fly ash with extremely high temperature."
The whole process, An Lao has been watching quietly from the side.
When he saw that Chen Feng had finally mastered this ray of flame, An Lao suddenly laughed, his laughter was extremely loud, his eyes were full of joy, and he was extremely happy.
Chen Feng looked at this scene and couldn't help but be stunned. He stared at An Lao blankly and asked:
"An Lao, what's wrong? Are you so happy?"
This was the first time he had seen An Lao so excited.
An Lao glared at him angrily and said, "You little guy, what do you know? You are so blessed that you don't know how to be blessed!"
"Do you know that this ray of flame of yours is the real flame!"
"True flame? What does this mean?" Chen Feng asked quickly.
An Lao said: "You have also practiced alchemy. You should have known before that when refining alchemy, you press your hand under the alchemy furnace and then pour Gang Qi or true energy into it."
"Use the power of the alchemy cauldron to transform your Qi or true essence into flames. Such flames are called virtual flames."
"The reason why the false flames are produced is three points due to you and seven points to the medicine refining cauldron. If they are the same alchemist, the better the medicine refining cauldron is, the stronger the false flames will appear!"
Chen Feng nodded: "That's right."
An Lao pointed at the flame on Chen Feng's fingertips and said: "This flame is completely different. This flame is a real flame, it really exists, and it is controlled by you!"
Chen Feng's heart moved and he asked: "With the True Flame, will the ability to refine medicine be greatly increased?"
"Of course," An Lao said, "You think, if you directly control the true flame to refine the elixir, it will of course be easier to control."
"Sometimes when refining an elixir, it's just the slightest difference. The slightest difference, the refined product is completely different!"
He looked at Chen Feng as if he were looking at a monster and said, "Chen Feng, do you know that you have created a miracle?"
Chen Feng raised his eyebrows: "What kind of miracle?"
"You should be the lowest-level alchemist who can master my secrets," An Lao said: "Generally speaking, the sign of a third-level alchemist being promoted to a fourth-level alchemist is that he can master the real flame!"
"And what about you? You are just a first-grade alchemist, but you have mastered the true flame. It is simply unbelievable!"
Chen Feng laughed, quickly flattered him and said, "It's all thanks to Mr. An's teachings. Without you, I wouldn't have even embarked on the path of becoming an alchemist, let alone mastering the True Flame, let alone possessing such a powerful ability.
Got it!"
At first, he was joking, but later on, he became sincere.
He looked at Mr. An and said solemnly: "Old An, thank you very much!"
There are only two faint words, but An Lao can feel the majestic and deep feelings contained in it!
At this moment, he actually felt that his nose was a little sore. An Lao quickly laughed at himself in his heart: "You are an old guy who has lived for thousands of years. What kind of battles have you never seen? Why are you so hopeless now?"
He quickly adjusted his mood and rolled his eyes at Chen Feng: "Stop flattering!"
An Lao continued: "Actually, the flame on your fingertips is just a very elementary form of this flame."
"What?" Chen Feng was shocked when he heard this. The temperature of this flame reached more than 8,000 degrees, and it was powerful. It was still in its primary form.
An Lao said: "Yes, it is the primary form."
"Did you know that although its temperature reaches more than 8,000 degrees, this temperature is actually mainly provided by the gold wire in the red flame."
"This golden thread is extremely hot. Feel it."
Chen Feng stretched out his hand and felt it. Even his master felt that his hand was extremely painful from being burned, so he quickly retracted it.
An Lao smiled and said: "That's right?"
Chen Feng said in shock: "This golden thread is so powerful, I feel that its temperature must reach at least 20,000 degrees!"
An Lao nodded: "That's right."
"This golden thread is actually the core of this red flame. The more golden threads you have in this ray of flame, the stronger the power and the higher the temperature."
"And if one day, it completely turns into the color of gold, into a pure golden flame, the power, tsk tsk..."
An Lao clicked his tongue twice and let out an exclamation.
Chen Feng listened with great admiration and quickly asked: "Then, Old An, what should we do to turn it into a pure golden flame?"
An Lao smiled slightly: "It's very simple, of course it's purified."
"Purify?" Chen Feng frowned and asked.
An Lao said: "Let me ask you, how did you generate this flame?"
Chen Feng said: "I absorbed the dragon blood dew, transformed the dragon blood dew into true essence, and then extracted it from the true essence."
"Isn't it over then?" An Lao said: "Next, you just need to continue to absorb the dragon blood dew, then transform the true essence, continue to refine it from the true essence, and continue to grow this flame."
"When it grows to a certain level, remove these red flames, leaving only the golden flames!"
"When you finish absorbing all the dragon blood dew, I'm afraid the flame will turn into gold!"
Chen Feng smiled bitterly and said, "This will take a long time."
"Then there is so much dragon blood, when will it end?"
An Lao smiled happily: "You little guy, don't be dissatisfied. How many people have been dreaming about this opportunity day and night, but they still haven't gotten it!"
Chen Feng laughed: "That's what I meant."
"By the way," Chen Feng then asked: "Old An, can I control the flame to fight for me?"
An Lao nodded and said: "Of course you can, but there are two conditions."
"First, you completely control this flame and make it completely obey your orders."
"You also felt it just now. The Flame Team doesn't seem to be that convinced by you, and is still a bit unruly."
Chen Feng nodded. He felt very strongly just now, and then asked: "What about the second one?"
An Lao said: "The second thing is that there is a martial art that matches the flame. Otherwise, you can only use some very crude methods to drive the flame to fight."
"You can probably only use things like scalding people, burning people, etc. It's very primitive and low-level, and you can't bring out the true power of flames at all."
Chen Feng thought for a long time in silence, nodded solemnly, and took this matter to heart.
"By the way," An Lao said with a smile: "I have never heard of this kind of flame before. It should be regarded as a kind of flame created by you yourself."
"This kind of flame is certainly incomparable to the mysterious fire, but it is far better than ordinary flames."
"How about, give this flame a name! You have the qualifications!"
Chen Feng thought for a while, then smiled and said: "It's extremely hot, as bright as the blazing sun! Let's call it the blazing golden flame, how about it?"
"Fire Yang Golden Flame, Fiery Yang Golden Flame..." An Lao read it twice and laughed: "What a good name, this name is very domineering!"
