Luoshui is located three million miles west of Wanqiu, which is not a very far distance for monks in the Daluo realm.
Not long after, a river hundreds of thousands of miles wide appeared before our eyes.
This is Luoshui, a tributary of the Yellow River, the first river in the prehistoric world.
There are broad plains on both sides of the Luoshui River, which is also the main living area of the Huaxu family.
Occasionally, you can see villages with large and small stone houses where hedgehogs gather together.
"Not far ahead is the land under the jurisdiction of the Dianong Order, which is specially used to cultivate Huangliang Lingmi and teach the Dianong officials of various tribes how to grow Huangliang Lingmi..."
Before he finished speaking, a loud sound like thunder came from far away, and the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth boiled for a long time.
Someone is fighting.
Fuxi and Xu Junming looked at each other and sped up at the same time.
The distance of tens of thousands of miles flies by in an instant.
A battle of wits fell into view.
One is a young man wearing a green robe, holding a green bamboo staff and a bronze bell on his head.
One is a middle-aged man wearing a scarlet robe, with a red beard and red hair, a face as thick as a jujube, and a fish-tail crown on his head. Even from a long distance, you can clearly feel the charm of the Taoism of Fire emanating from him.
Xu Junming stopped.
Fuxi also stopped subconsciously.
"Fellow Taoist...?"
Xu Junming smiled.
"It's not too late to take a look first."
He knew that young man in green robe.
Gong Qingshan, the third among Chongshan's 18th generation disciples to advance to the level of Daluo Celestial Being, in order to reward him, he personally gave him a top-quality Daluo Lingbao 'Qingluo Bell' that was modeled after the Donghuang Bell.
After looking at Xu Junming and then at the fighting in the distance, Fuxi nodded and stopped.
He could guess what the other party was thinking, but as a member of the Human Emperor clan, the Chongshan disciples were the distinguished guests he invited to teach the ways of farming.
Now we are fighting here, it doesn't look like a sparring match.
He must figure out the reason, otherwise how can he explain it?
He made a few seals with his left hand, flicked his fingers, and a flash of inspiration passed away.
Xu Junming saw it and didn't stop him.
now.
The monk, who was covered in red and whose flames were extremely powerful, swung his body and suddenly grew a body with three heads and six arms.
Six magic weapons appeared in the palm of his hand.
A pair of red magic swords three feet long.
A large fiery red seal showing the intersection of two dragons.
A tall copper kettle with embossed fire and crow patterns.
A magic lun engraved with flame cloud patterns and entwined with fire.
A token with a height of nine inches, a width of three inches, and a thickness of one and three inches, with divine inscriptions embossed on both sides.
The Taoist shook the copper pot in his hand, and the sound of crows rose to the sky.
The next moment, the overwhelming crowd of Binghuo crows flew past like lightning.
He waved the token in his hand again, and countless rockets followed closely behind him like falling stars.
The overwhelming fire crows and rockets, one with C-fire and the other with Ding-fire, one hot and one cold, are like two tumbling rivers, taking people's breath away.
Seeing this scene, Xu Junming felt inexplicably familiar.
Looking at the six magic weapons again, I suddenly realized.
"It turns out it's him."
"Do you know this person, fellow Taoist?" Fuxi asked.
"Why, the Holy Emperor doesn't recognize him?"
Shaked his head.
"Every once in a while, some disciples of the three sects, Chan and Jie, come down to help the human race in order to accumulate merit. I still know the direct disciples of the three sects, but there are too many outer sects and registered disciples. Except for a few, I don't know them.
I don’t know him.”
There was a pause.
"From Taoist Fellow Taoist's tone, it sounds like you know this person?"
After Xu Junming nodded.
"His name is Luo Xuan, the Immortal in Flames. He is a disciple of the outer sect. He is good at fire techniques and has good cultivation."
Fuxi looked at it.
Da Luo Zhenxian's cultivation level is indeed quite good.
Just then.
The green-robed Taoist opposite raised his bamboo stick and brushed it.
In an instant, a vast waterfall-like green wood light directly hit him.
'boom'!
Shocking loud noise.
It was like two big waves crashing into each other.
The surging flames shot out in all directions.
"The disciples of fellow Taoists are indeed extraordinary in strength. Generally speaking, it is difficult for a Qi practitioner who majors in Qingmu Dao to defeat a monk who majors in Flame Dao." Fuxi said.
Xu Junming smiled. He never expected that his disciples would have a fight with Luo Xuan's disciples in the Earthly Immortal Realm.
Now in this ancient world, his disciples faced Luo Xuan again.
"Is it possible that Chongshan and Kowloon Island have different horoscopes?"
I shook my head in my mind.
A small Kowloon Island is now out of his sight.
Luo Xuan's beard and hair were spread out, and he waved the flying smoke sword in his hand, the five dragon wheels, the clouds and smoke rising from thousands of miles away, the seal of the sky, and the five magic weapons of the Ten Thousand Crows Pot.
In an instant, flames filled the sky, steam steamed, and hundreds of thousands of miles turned into a sea of fire.
Opposite Gongqingshan, with only a green bamboo stick in his hand, he brushed down thousands of green wood divine lights.
Even if the opponent's flames explode, it will be difficult to break through the blockade of this green bamboo staff.
The two sides fought for a while.
"Luo Xuan, if that's all you have, you'd better admit defeat."
Staring at the lonely and arrogant pine-like figure opposite, Luo Xuan felt heavy in his heart.
He originally thought that he majored in Flame Taoism and could restrain the opponent's Green Wood Tao. Who would have thought that with all his methods, he would be unable to defeat the opponent's Green Bamboo Staff.
"No, I still have means."
Although this is just a battle of wits, not a life and death battle, he doesn't want to lose.
Each of the three heads opened its huge mouth.
The one on the left spurts out a mouthful of red flames, the scorching heat is suffocating.
The head on the right spurts out a mouthful of dark red flames, which cannot feel the temperature, but exudes a fierce power that burns everything.
Finally, there is the head in the middle.
Raging bright white flames poured out.
The three flames entangled each other and soon merged into a pale golden flame.
This flame does not seem to be as bold as the red flame, nor as sinister as the dark red flame. It burns calmly, but it reveals an endless ferocious power that burns the sky and boils the sea.
“The three flavors are really hot!”
As soon as the mana was activated, the originally calm pale golden flame instantly turned into a huge sea of fire.
Luo Xuan looked confident.
These three true fires are his natal magical powers that he realized after he advanced to Daluo. They are immortal when exposed to water and unsinkable when exposed to earth, and are infinitely powerful.
Unless you have top treasures, don't even think about escaping.
Staring at the speeding fire, Gongqingshan looked solemn.
Throwing the green bamboo stick in his hand, it instantly turned into a green bamboo, and the rich aura of green wood spread out.
One plant, two plants, ten plants.
Endless green bamboos grew out of the void.
The empty sky turned into a sea of bamboo in the blink of an eye.
At the same time, a black flower grew on the top of all the green bamboos.
The dense aura of orchids and musk deer flew out from the black flowers.
"Green Bamboo Dharma Realm."
This is the natal magical power that Gong Qingshan realized after he advanced to Da Luo.
But see.
Luo Xuan's three-flavored true fire was quickly supported by black spiritual energy.
No matter how powerful the real fire was, it was still unable to ignite those black auras.