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Chapter 107 The first light

Because he spent the first half of the night imagining the power of the computer after training, Wang Fu worked very late and didn't rest until very late.

The next day, Wang Fu realized that he had to follow Ding Zhangdian to learn how to keep the lanterns in the early morning. He could not leave a bad impression when they met for the first time, but it was too late.

"Why do you have dark circles under your eyes?"

Wang Fu looked in the mirror and was about to cry, but Ding Yuan was urging him outside the door, "Wang Fu, don't be late."

"Come right away."

Wang Fu felt anxious and followed Ding Yuanwan to the courtyard of Dingzhang Palace, waiting for him to be dismissed... no, it was a summons.

"come in!"

Ding Zhangdian's voice sounded.

"Why are you so haggard?"

When Ding Zhangdian saw Wang Fu, he was also surprised. He didn't sleep at night!

Wang Fu had no choice but to bite the bullet and said, "I couldn't sleep last night. I thought about having the honor of being taught the core skills personally by the head master. Wang Fu is really a blessing that he has cultivated for several lifetimes."

This kid always tells the truth.

Ding Zhangdian nodded with satisfaction, "Yuan Huan, go down!"

Ding Yuan cupped his hands in vain, turned around and left the hall, closing the door smoothly.

The light dimmed instantly.

Only then did Wang Fu notice that the doors and windows of the main hall were not light-transmitting, and it looked like a special room for multimedia projectors.

"Watch it."

Ding Zhangdian pointed behind Wang Fu, and the light rose up, and the surrounding area became warm.

It turns out that there are various lamps scattered around the pillars in the main hall, including bronze oil lamps, cast iron candlesticks, paper lotus water lamps, etc.

Looking around, a large area of ​​lights and candles is like a sea of ​​stars, illuminating the hall extremely brightly.

"Take a look and choose which lamp you like."

Ding Zhangdian explained, "To keep the lantern method, you must have a lantern to keep before you can enter."

Wang Fu was so dazzled by the sights that he always found it difficult to start, and soon he felt dazzled.

"Master Zhang, please give me some advice."

This was what Ding Zhangdian was waiting for, and he laughed twice.

"Wang Fu, what you see in front of you is my sea of ​​lanterns. Each lamp in it is my understanding and achievements at various stages."

Ding Zhangdian stepped forward, stepped into the sea of ​​lanterns, and picked up a lantern.

"This lamp was lit by a fire from my mentor when I entered Taoism."

"At that time, I was very ambitious and thought that there was no place in the world that I couldn't conquer."

"So, this lamp is called the Strong Candle in the Wind."

Then, he changed to another one, which was a revolving lantern. The air flowed up and down from the sky, causing the lamp to rotate slowly. The light passed through the surrounding patterns, reflecting various lifelike portraits.

"When I started to practice, I listened to my teacher talk about the powerful figures of the past and present. I just felt that I was not weaker than others, so I started to compete with others to become a figure comparable to them."

“So, this ‘burning lantern of ancient and modern times’ was born.”

Having said this, Ding Zhangdian laughed at himself, "You are young and frivolous, so I won't say more."

He changed another lamp, and traces of burning were faintly visible.

"This lamp is the result of my early learning. After a thunderstorm one day, I realized a glimmer of the true meaning of the Fire Emperor's inheritance."

"There is thunder in the sky and fire on the ground. Both are sharp weapons that pierce the darkness. When they are combined into one, they become a line of light that cuts through the sky and the earth. It is... a line of light between heaven and earth."

"That's why we have this lamp."

Ding Zhangdian walked through the sea of ​​lanterns, picking up the lights one by one and introducing the past and present lives, remembering them exactly.

Wang Fu couldn't help but marvel. With such rich experience, it's no wonder that this headmaster is unparalleled in Yunyang Temple.

"Look at this again..."

Ding Zhangdian rubbed the bronze lamp in his hand and sighed softly, "After joining Yunyang Temple, I will follow the temple master to kill evil spirits and not establish the foundation."

"Along the way, I discovered that the world is dark and evil, and that only invincible light can bring peace and tranquility to the world."

"So, this lamp is called...Zhuzhao Jiuyou."

Candles illuminate the Nine Netherworlds!

Wang Fu thought about it twice, and a scene seemed to emerge before his eyes.

In the bottomless abyss and ravine, countless ghosts overlap and crowd, crawling upwards, eager to rush out of the world and devour all living creatures.

The light fell from the sky, breaking through the layers of crowded ghosts. Everything it passed turned into blue smoke, and the light turned into a straight candle, reaching the bottom of the Nine Nether Abyss.

What a grand vision this is!

Wang Fu was silent for a long time, then he saw Ding Zhangdian turn around and change another lantern, a wind lantern as big as a fist, held lightly in his hand.

"This lamp is my last lamp until now."

"Wang Fu, I took on twelve disciples. Only two of them are still alive today. The rest all died in battle, without exception."

"I have a disciple who has the highest talent and the most hard work, but he failed halfway."

“From that moment on, I understood the principle of ‘passing on by fire’.”

Ding Zhangdian lit up the lamp, came to Wang Fu, and told him word for word.

"The heart is the master of God. As long as a person has a breath, the fire in his heart will keep burning."

"The method of keeping a lamp is to use the breath from your chest to stimulate the power of the fire in your heart to form your own lamp."

"Masters and disciples of all ages have passed down the teachings through lamps and fires."

"Wang Fu, as the lantern bearer, I want to ask you, are you ready?"

Wang Fu nodded, "Master, I have made my choice."

Choosing lights is also a test to see if Wang Fu fits him at that stage.

Therefore, Ding Zhangdian is waiting for Wang Fu's choice.

What will Wang Fu choose?

"Master Zhang, I choose this!"

Wang Fu pointed at the lamp named "Xing Huo Chuan Chuan" in the palm of Ding Zhangdian.

"Are you sure you choose this?"

Ding Zhangdian looked at him with a half-smile, "There are other more powerful lamps, don't you consider them?"

"The headmaster is joking. Strong strength comes from one's own practice, not from inheritance."

Wang Fu said, "The inheritance of the lamp-keeping method focuses on a fire. After lighting the heart lamp, how to develop in the future still depends on my own practice."

"I will choose this lamp."

Ding Zhangdian pointed at the light and said, "As you wish."

The next moment, a line of fire rose from the oil lamp and shot straight into Wang Fu's chest.

Although the fire was bright, there was no burning sensation.

"Wang Fu, keep your mind."

Wang Fu nodded slightly, concentrating his mind, and a light of fire sprouted in the darkness.

Now that you have the fire, the next step is to light the lamp yourself.

For some reason, the appearance of a life-fire candle suddenly appeared in front of Wang Fu's eyes.

The big red candle, the fire of life is burning, this is his light.

"In that case."

Wang Fu pondered for a moment and made his decision.

"My first light is... rebirth through fire."

Coming through time is a great disaster, and rebirth with the help of Xiao Fu'er's body is to be reborn after the disaster.

Thousands of catastrophes, the worst is the death of the body and the disappearance of the soul. From now on, Wang Fu will have no fear and will live a wonderful life.

The artistic conception of this fire represents the vicissitudes of life in the second life and the high spirits of living a new life.

I don’t know when...

Wang Fu was sitting cross-legged, with his hands clasped in front of his abdomen. He had already lit a lamp, and the fire was burning slowly.

The thoughts in the light are striving forward and have the courage to overcome all difficulties.

Ding Zhangdian looked at this scene with a pleased smile and entered the room.


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