The corners of Yan Wuya's mouth twitched, and his eyes were scary.
"How can young people give up so easily?
Wouldn't it be a pity if you said you can't do it before you ask me what I want you to do?"
Yang Haoran gave a wry smile: "Elder Yan, I still have self-awareness.
I think there is a difference between stopping losses in time and giving up easily.
Knowing that there is no hope but still trying stubbornly is called never looking back until you hit the wall.
In my opinion, that is stupid behavior and not worth promoting."
Yan Wuya clenched his fists loudly.
"Haha, I think it's true that you are a complete cunning person.
Your behavior is a coward, and you will be looked down upon in the spiritual world!
Moreover, since I asked you to do something, it means that you have great hope that you can do it."
Speaking of this, Yan Wuya seemed to be afraid of scaring Yang Haoran.
He continued: "Even if you can't do it, don't you still have me?
As long as you can help me, the deal between us will be successful."
Yang Haoran laughed innocently: "Can you let me stand up first?"
The feeling of having two legs buried in the sand is not pleasant.
Especially in this damn place, the temperature is at least several hundred degrees.
If it were changed to other Qi refining stages, the two legs could already be brushed with oil and sprinkled with cumin.
Yan Wuya snorted and retracted his palm.
Yang Haoran let out a long breath, then pulled out his two legs from the sand and moved around.
"Tell me, what do you want me to do for you?
Let me declare in advance that I will never do anything that is life-threatening or too much beyond my capabilities."
Yan Wuya had a look of contempt on his face: "Bai has cultivated all the mysterious jade bones in his body.
I have never seen a legend like you!"
Yang Haoran chuckled: "I'm not a legend either!"
"Hmph, if you don't become a legend among future generations of practitioners, I'll be sorry for your bones!"
Yang Haoran has a black hair, why does this sound so awkward?
Have a creepy feeling?
Yan Wuya looked at Yang Haoran angrily.
"If it weren't for the mysterious jade bones you have, do you think you are qualified to make a deal with me?
Have you seen the heart of hellfire?
As long as you can get there, you have passed the test of this fallen senior.
You only need to cast the summoning spell to collect the hellfire into the refining furnace.
How could you not do such a simple thing?"
Yang Haoran was speechless, rolling his eyes and looking at Yan Wuya.
"Hahaha, you said it so simply, why have you waited two thousand years without success?
How about senior explain it to me?"
Yan Wuya felt his face was hot, but luckily he couldn't blush because of his bronze skin tone.
He looked around awkwardly.
“Can this situation be the same?
It took me more than fifteen hundred years to get to where I am now.
Your kid came here at a trot.
If I could have good bones like yours, I would have left this damn place a long time ago!"
Yang Haoran blinked: "Can I do what you want?"
Yan Wuya felt a little guilty when Yang Haoran saw him, he looked around and let out a dry cough.
"It should be possible, right? You should at least give it a try.
After all, those who have cultivated Xuan Jade Bones must take on challenges that ordinary people would not dare to do.
This will show what makes you unique.”
Yang Haoran pouted: "Then die faster?"
"Why are you so timid?
How did you reach the level of Qi refining? You are embarrassing the practitioners.
I declare that the transaction is effective and you have no right to go back on it.
You try walking in first, and I'll see your limits."
A qi machine directly locked onto Yang Haoran, and Yang Haoran's heart tightened.
It seems that Yan Wuya has completely hacked him, and it is impossible to leave.
"I can try, but if it exceeds my endurance limit, you can't force me."
Yan Wuya frowned: "Why is there so much nonsense?
Just leave, I'm here for the refining furnace and hellfire, and I don't have any grudge against you.
When you reach your limit, just tell me and I will make my own arrangements."
Yang Haoran raised his head and looked at the heart of hell fire in the distance.
It is still miles away from the heart position, but once it is within the range of miles, you will be in the real flame.
Yang Haoran has never tried to walk in a flame, and he really doesn't know what to do.
However, feeling that Yan Wuya was locking his own Qi, he could only feel nervous.
Just think of it as a challenge.
He immediately took steps and walked deeper.
Following Yang Haoran's movements, Yan Wuya locked his Qi and immediately turned into a protective shield to wrap around his body.
Yang Haoran walked much more easily than before.
This made Yang Haoran feel relieved. It seemed that Yan Wuya had no ill intentions towards him.
Although Yan Wuya stood still, he seemed even more nervous than Yang Haoran.
Every time Yang Haoran took a step, Yan Wuya's eyes would jump.
Yan Wuya, who has been here for thousands of years, knows better than anyone else the difficulties he has to face every time he takes another step.
Until Yang Haoran left Yan Wuya a hundred meters away, the power he had wrapped around Yang Haoran's body had completely disappeared.
Yan Wuya immediately let out a breath of turbid air, his face looked exhausted, and his forehead was already dripping with sweat.
In the distance, Yang Haoran's body slumped obviously.
The pressure on my body suddenly increased, and my breathing became heavier.
Yang Haoran finally felt the tremendous pressure from around his body.
The surrounding temperature is getting higher and higher, and the shield released by the Xuan Jade Bone has begun to gradually shrink.
The clothes that lost their protection immediately burned and turned into ashes.
Yang Haoran couldn't help but look back.
No wonder Yan Wuya only wears a pair of special underwear.
Yang Haoran, on the other hand, was even more embarrassed than Yan Wuya, completely without any clothes to cover him.
After all, his underwear is not specially made and cannot withstand high temperatures.
At this time, we were already halfway into the hellfire.
In another two hundred meters, you will be completely inside the flames.
The increasingly scorching high temperature compressed the defense of Xuan Yu bones, and Yang Haoran felt a pain in his skin.
Fortunately, Yang Haoran had refined the Innate Purple Lotus before, and the inside and outside of his body seemed to have been completely reborn.
Although it feels uncomfortable at the moment, it has not reached its limit.
He gritted his teeth and continued to move forward, while Yan Wuya in the distance behind him kept clenching his fists, as if he wished he could give his power to Yang Haoran.
With a pop, Yang Haoran entered the scope of Hellfire.
A blue flame rushed towards Yang Haoran like a beast.
Caught off guard, Yang Haoran was completely wrapped up.
At that moment, Yang Haoran felt that the energy in his body was moving faster, as if he was about to explode.
Yang Haoran stopped, with a hideous and painful look on his face.
This is already his limit. If he continues to move forward, his consciousness will be burned away!
