Lin Su looked at the black flame that seemed to be alive and murmured.
"This is the new flame born from the origin of fire combined with the Nine Nether Eyes Fire!"
Feng Wuji explained.
With a flick of his right finger, Netherworld Liyan turned into a small snake, swimming around him.
Lin Su remembered that he once used purple and gold flames.
Magnificent, majestic and domineering!
But the black flames in front of me had a different feeling.
It was extremely hot, but mixed with a hint of coldness coming from the soul.
She doesn't know much about fire, but she can feel the power of black flames.
A smile broke out on Lin Su's face.
The stronger Feng Wuji is, the happier she will be.
"When Wuji goes to the Lin family..."
She didn't know what she thought of, her face suddenly turned red, and she was extremely beautiful.
"I don't know what this girl is thinking."
Feng Wuji looked at Lin Su, who was inexplicably shy, and was confused.
He shook his head and played with the black flame carefully.
"Little guy, this flame is extraordinary!"
Zu Huo, who had been silent for a long time, said with admiration:
Feng Wuji felt happy:
"Old guy, tell me in detail!"
The ancestral fire is the ancestor of all fires. Even the red lotus thunder fire that made countless people crazy in the previous life was only spawned by it in the thunder sea of Ji Lei Peak.
"After this black flame combined with the Nine Nether Eye Fire, it became an extremely rare yin and yang fire!"
Yin and Yang share fire?!
Feng Wuji was shocked!
The original method of tempering the soul elixir with soul nourishing grass was the Yin Fire elixir method.
Feng Wuji used Pupil Fire instead of Yin Fire to successfully refine it.
"Old guy, what do you mean..."
"Netherworld Lihuo has the attributes of both yang fire and yin fire?"
Zu Huo hummed and said proudly:
"After all, it is a trace of my origin, so any changes are not surprising."
"More importantly!"
"This fire inherits the ability of the Nine Nether Eye Fire to devour souls and strengthen the body."
"From now on, this fire will grow with you!"
Feng Wuji was shocked.
He stared blankly at the black flames on his hands and murmured:
"Can you make progress with me?"
A sneer rose from the corner of his mouth:
"Jiang Luoshen, you and your Red Lotus Thunder Fire must be prepared!"
Just when Feng Wuji was immersed in the exploration of the black flame.
Boom, boom, boom!
There was a knock on the door.
Feng Wuji frowned and looked at Lin Su beside him:
"Why would anyone disturb my secret room?"
Lin Su seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly he looked indifferent and snorted coldly.
"How do I know? Go and see for yourself!"
Feng Wuji couldn't help but feel confused.
The next moment, the door was opened, and an extremely excited voice came, clear and sweet.
"Wuji!!!"
boom!
The fragrance is fragrant.
A slender and soft figure has thrown itself into his arms.
"Great, great!"
"I thought that if you were captured by the Wuji Sect, you would definitely suffer all kinds of torture..."
"It's great that you're okay!"
The beauty in my arms is already full of pear blossoms and rain, and she is crying with joy.
It was Bei Xuanyi who had just woken up after not seeing him for a long time.
When he left Qingzhou, he could only watch helplessly as he was taken away by the elders of the Wuji Sect.
The girl hated her powerlessness, and then went to the Zushi Tower for retreat, vowing to rescue Feng Wuji.
After she had been in seclusion for half a year, as soon as she came out, she heard the news that Feng Wuji had appeared in the royal city.
Bei Xuanyi was overjoyed and was about to go to the royal city.
Unexpectedly, Youbai Academy was attacked by the Wuji Sect. Not only was the teacher injured, but she was also captured by the Wuji Sect.
Feng Wuji patted her back gently and said comfortingly:
"I'm fine."
Bei Xuanyi still kept crying, as if he wanted to vent the grievances in his heart these days.
At this moment.
Lin Su on the side quietly rolled his eyes.
"Since the Lord of the Palace is out of trouble, it's time to go to the main hall."
"The others are still waiting for the master of the palace!"
Her expression was indifferent, her voice was cold, and she still had the slightest bit of shyness from before.
Before she finished speaking, she turned around and left the secret room, slamming the door hard.
Feng Wuji was stunned for a moment, then he realized what he was doing and smiled bitterly.
Zu Huo’s excited laughter sounded:
"Tsk tsk tsk."
"Girl Lin is jealous!"
"The little guy's harem is going to be on fire."
Feng Wuji was too lazy to talk to this old guy.
Bei Xuanyi seemed to notice something and hugged Feng Wuji tighter.
Feng Wuji couldn't escape, so he had to let her go and keep comforting her.
After Bei Xuanyi's mood stabilized, the two of them left the secret room and came to the main hall.
Lin Su, who was standing in the corner, saw the two people coming out, snorted coldly and turned around.
Feng Wuji felt guilty. It was the first time he saw Lin Su looking like this, and he couldn't laugh or cry.
Fortunately, the Marquis of Shanyin came to the rescue:
"Brother Wuji!"
"Your Youbai Palace is truly a unique place!"
“This is my first time seeing you, it’s really magical!”
He looked enthusiastic.
"If you hide all your troops in it, bring it to the royal capital of Nanmang, and then release it!"
"Isn't that a divine weapon descended from heaven?"
Feng Wuji couldn't help but laugh and cry, saying:
"Master Marquis, this Youbai Palace is the ancestral land of my mansion."
"How can anyone take their ancestral land to fight?"
Mr. Hou rolled his eyes:
"Do you know what the unique military tactics are?"
"Such a surprise will definitely defeat the barbarians!"
Feng Wuji stared at him and smiled:
"Now that you are no longer the Marquis of Shanyin, are you still so worried about the war?"
The Marquis said solemnly and affectionately:
"As long as I am alive, I will fight against the Southern Barbarians!"
"Since Your Majesty is confused, let me fight against Nan Mang!"
There was strong confidence in his eyes:
"I'm not boasting. Who else could I do to fight against Nanmang?"
After saying that, the Marquis sighed again, his expression became a little more lonely:
"It's just that now that the name is not justified, it's a bit embarrassing to recruit troops and horses."
"Wuji, I have no interest in gaining power!"
"I'm just worried for the people of Longyuan Dynasty."
"If I am no longer here, who will stop the barbarians for them?"
Feng Wuji looked at the Marquis blankly.
He immediately understood why Nan Mang regarded him as a thorn in his side!
A bold idea emerged in his mind.
Feng Wuji raised the corners of his mouth, feeling somewhat confident.
"Don't be anxious, Lord Marquis. Just rest and recuperate here first. I have my own way."
Before the Marquis could ask, Feng Wuji ordered Feng Gu beside him:
"I want to rebuild the Feng Mansion on the original site!"
"No mistakes."
After hearing this, Feng Gu accepted the order and left.
Feng Wuji looked at everyone, and suddenly stretched out his hand, and a door exuding a mysterious aura suddenly appeared in the palace.
Everyone looked curious and couldn't help but have doubts on their faces.
"Behind this door is a gravity space, which is an excellent place for cultivation!"
"From today on, all the disciples of Feng Mansion need to enter it to practice!"
Feng Wuji smiled slightly and said in a deep voice.
After communicating with Mr. Ren, he actually took out all the ladders to reach the gods.