Chapter 872: Nine Refinements of Beacon Fire, Burning the Sea and Coming to the World
"Ah, cut~ah~"
Lu Yan sneezed, rubbed his nose, and muttered: "There's no reason for such a heavy sneeze, um..."
In the Lu Li Hall of the Yin Yang Family, the clear waves of the pond reflected Lu Yan alone, who was collecting thousands of books on the jade wall.
Half of his black hair was spread behind him, and a hair tie restrained his bangs from his forehead back to prevent them from blocking his sight.
Wearing an extraordinary silk cross-collar top, a light cyan shawl is tied with a knot on the chest. It is small but very delicate. It is the most important etiquette knot for ordinary Confucian disciples.
Lu Yan had been in Lu Li Hall for half a year since he was deprived of all his martial arts skills by Donghuang Taiyi. He had the best food and clothing from the Yin Yang family and was served by two Wu Ling Xuan Tong respectfully.
He put aside many calculations and self-concerns buried in his heart, and just wandered through the classics without any distractions, and his temperament became calmer.
Normally, his eyebrows are raised and his eyes are bare, he is indifferent and peaceful, and his hands are not letting go of the scroll. Except for the two seedlings of the Yin and Yang family, he does not come into contact with other people.
Now a sudden sneeze interrupted his inner thoughts. Lu Yan did not force himself to continue thinking. He stretched himself and left the library wall.
Ta da~
There were brisk footsteps outside, and Lu Yan's ears twitched, knowing that it must be the little girl from Dong Yu. Following behind him was a lighter step, which should be the boy from Jinbu, Fu Zhang.
"teacher."
"grown ups."
There are two voices, the former is as clear as a bell, and the latter is as dull as a bell.
In a few months, Dongyu himself has not changed much, but his uniform has darkened eight degrees. His whole body has passed the bronze stage and is even getting darker.
"Yes." Lu Yan nodded to the two of them, his eyes fell on Fu Zhang's body, and when he saw the skin exposed by the latter's sect uniform, he lowered his eyes and breathed lightly.
Fu Zhang's talent is not enough. If he wants to achieve success in cultivating Chang Geng Qi Guang, he can only rely on the method of using fire to refine gold to quickly strengthen the sharp energy in his body.
In the past few months, Dongyu's training program has always been to exhaust his own internal strength and physical strength, and use the fire-attribute onmyoji to roast Fu Zhang.
Time and time again, there were repeated exchanges, and Fu Zhang was even raped by Dong Yu because of his progress, and he was almost burned to death at one point.
But this fifteen-year-old boy finally carried it through without saying a word. Moreover, after surviving a catastrophe, he barely managed to catch up with Dongyu.
His abnormally dark skin was left like this.
Lu Yan pursed his lips and looked back at the onmyoji classics related to the fire attribute. His eyes drifted away, and his mind wandered.
He studied the fire-attribute Yin-Yang technique in order to improve the Yin-Yang combined energy mudra and eliminate the side effects of practicing the practice of using one's hands to become neither a human nor a ghost.
And now, Fu Zhang cultivates his own creation, Chang Geng Qi Guang, and is about to cultivate people to the point where they are neither humans nor ghosts.
"Teacher, what are we practicing today?"
Dong Yuling's eyes were wide open, her flaming pupils shining brightly. She tilted her head and asked Lu Yan tentatively, with a smile on her pretty face, looking smart and lively.
"Fu Zhang's injury has just healed, so we won't use the old method today."
Lu Yan lowered his head and looked at Dong Yu, his brows were solemn, and his dull gaze made the latter's pupils dilate and his heart beat faster.
"Old, teacher?"
Dongyu swallowed quietly and took half a step back. Cloth shoes, stockings, and a small skirt that reached her thighs, plus the half-step back posture, formed the scene of a young girl dodging nervously.
She didn't know why, but Lu Yan's eyes were as dull as water, but she always felt that she felt like she was being seen through to the end. Even though it was as dull as water, it was also the water of a thousand-foot-deep pool.
"Use all your strength to condense a flame."
Lu Yan took two steps back and waved his right hand to signal Fu Zhang to make room.
"teacher?"
"Remember, just one flower."
"yes."
Dongyu nodded in response, and flames burst into flames in her eyes. She stepped out of the posture with her feet, stretched out a hand, and without any assistance from the seal, the jade hand turned into claws, and a flash of flame suddenly appeared in the void.
Lu Yan looked at the flame without any expression.
He must be preparing to teach me the advanced Onmyoji. This is a test, a test of my achievements in the past few months. Even the service badge has made such a big progress, how could I! I will never, never lose to him
!
Dongyu maintained a flame, her white hands and arms were bulging with extremely clear veins. In just a few breaths, her hair was already wet with sweat.
The flames are bright red, and the color is gradually fading, showing a gradient of orange.
Lu Yan half-squinted his eyes and discovered a faint, lighter, almost light yellow touch in the flames.
"Ahh~"
Dongyu couldn't hold back and screamed. His silver bell-like voice became hoarse after a long period of roaring. His lips were shriveled, and the girl's skin, which was so tender that it could ooze water, also became dull and dull.
The onlooker Fu Zhang couldn't help but retreat a little further, his thick eyebrows knitted together and his breathing heavy: I thought I had finally caught up with her. I didn't expect that with such a flame, I...
He was already risking his life in training to catch up, but once again he discovered that Dong Yu beside him had improved even faster than he was fighting for his life.
At least, if it is this level of flame, his alchemy into a sword may really be refined and it will not be able to become a sword.
The flames that Dongyu maintained with all his strength finally turned yellow steadily. A small wisp caused the air to distort, and the temperature of the entire vast Luli Hall rose.
"Yes, take it down."
As soon as Lu Yan opened his mouth, Dongyu staggered instantly, and the fire in his hand turned into smoke and dissipated.
"Ah~"
She rushed forward two steps, barely keeping her figure from falling to the ground, and then ran towards the pool in Luli Hall. She didn't care whether the water was dirty or not, she held the water in her hands and put it into her mouth one by one.
"Ha~ah~burp~"
After a while, Dong Yu burped and stood up. Half of her body was already covered in water. She wiped her mouth with her arm and looked at Lu Yan, her eyes full of expectation.
Seeing her longing and eager look, Lu Yan shook his head secretly and pointed to the library wall over there, "What you want is right there, just do what you want."
"It's teacher, thank you teacher!"
Dongyu was so happy that he jumped to the wall and saw a stack of newly bound manuscript papers at a glance.
"The nine-refined beacon fire burns the sea and comes to the world."
I don’t know how serious it is!
Looking at the name of this Yin Yang technique, it was definitely a terrifying killing move with shocking power. Dongyu couldn't wait to grab the secret book and read it word by word.
Fu Zhang looked at Dong Yu's intoxicated appearance, and his clenched fists gradually loosened. He secretly warned himself not to compare himself with geniuses. He worked hard to make up for his shortcomings, and his strength has been steadily improving under the guidance of adults. He should not let his mind wander.
Lu Yan saw the performance of the man and the woman in his eyes and walked out of Lu Li Hall without saying a word, hands behind his back.
He suddenly had some thoughts in his heart and wanted to talk to Donghuang Taiyi.