immortal mansion

Chapter 270 Golden Flame
In the state of epiphany, the speed at which Mo Chen comprehended the third layer of Yuhuo Jue was raised to an unimaginable level. Some of the previously obscure and difficult Jue could be understood very quickly in this state.

But understanding is not enough, practice is also essential.

He opened his mouth and spit out a golden flame, and began to continuously inject spells into it.

Originally, Yaoyanghuo, which had ample spirituality, began to consume its spirituality at a rapid rate after the third layer of the fire-controlling formula. At the same time, it was undergoing strange changes. Although the appearance did not look different, it had already It gives people a feeling of "aliveness", and with the increase of spiritual consumption, this sign becomes more and more obvious.

At this time, Mo Chen saw that Yaoyanghuo's spirituality was about to be exhausted, and immediately stroked the storage ring with his left hand, and took out a fiery red crystal diamond from it, which was exactly the fire marrow diamond given by Yuan Qiongzi.This thing can complement the spirituality of the flame, and it is just in time for the current Yaoyang fire, and it can just be used.

As soon as he got close to the Fire Essence Diamond, Yaoyang Huo couldn't wait to pounce on it, licking it with the golden tongue of fire, the original crystalline Fire Essence Diamond began to melt, turning into a large amount of light and being absorbed.

Under such circumstances, Yaoyanghuo, whose spirituality was on the verge of exhaustion, revived again.

"Crackling!" The crackling sound of flames.

With Mo Chen as the center, a golden flame swirls into shape.

From this vortex of flames, he could vaguely sense a faint consciousness, and he was shocked to the extreme, "Could it be that this flame is about to give birth to consciousness?"

Consciousness is born from the flame, which means that there is a possibility of turning into a spiritual fire!
Thinking of this, Mo Chen felt ecstasy in his heart, but he didn't dare to think about it any more, fearing that something might go wrong when he was distracted, he immediately concentrated on it, and injected the fire control formula into the Yaoyang fire again.

With the penetration of more formulas, that consciousness is gradually growing.

After a while, this bright flame was able to send out clearer emotional fluctuations, which was a sense of joy about being reborn.

Realizing this, Mo Chen couldn't help but feel happy for it.

But at this moment, he suddenly discovered a very serious problem.

That is, Yaoyanghuo's spirituality is not enough!

Spirituality is almost equivalent to life for the Yaoyang flames at this time, there is not enough spirituality to supplement it, and the consciousness that has been gathered with great difficulty will soon dissipate with the wind.

"How to do?"

At this moment, Mo Chen was extremely anxious.

Now that the Fire Essence Drill has been exhausted, where should he go to find similar spirits?

"By the way, there is another way!" Mo Chen thought of a way with a flash of inspiration.

Although using this method, the price to be paid is extremely high, but he can't control so much for a while, the birth of Yaoyanghuo's consciousness is rare.

If you miss it this time, who knows when the next time will be?

Thinking of this, Mo Chen gritted his teeth, and a blue light shot out from his sleeve.

The blue light from the Zhimu Spirit Sword flew past his fingers like a nimble fish, and immediately a large number of blood droplets overflowed from it, and then catalyzed by mana, it ignited into an extremely red flame of blood .

This blood flame is not ordinary, it is transformed from the blood essence of the Golden Core cultivator, and it contains a lot of spirituality.

Yaoyanghuo noticed it immediately when the blood flame appeared, but it didn't immediately roll out its tongue of fire to lick and devour it like it did with the fire marrow drill, but swallowed and spit it out, appearing extremely hesitant.

Seeing this scene, a trace of warmth flashed in Mo Chen's heart, a smile appeared on his face, and he communicated with his spiritual thoughts: "Swallow it with peace of mind, there is more than enough, I won't let you disappear just like that!"

After obtaining Mo Chen's permission, Yaoyanghuo immediately expressed a very strong sense of joy, and immediately a tongue of flame gushed out from the flame vortex, connecting himself to the blood flame.

Supplemented by a new spiritual source, its consciousness, which had begun to show signs of collapse, has once again condensed and formed, and it is growing at an unprecedented speed.

During this process, Mo Chen has been gritting his teeth and persevering.

Essence blood is extremely important to a monk, if only a small part is lost, it may only take a while to cultivate, but if too much essence blood is lost at once, then it will fall into a weak state for a long time, and may even become weak. life-threatening.

Mo Chen's complexion is pale now, his eye sockets are sunken, and he looks like he has suffered a severe loss of blood.

At this time, Yaoyang Huo is still devouring the blood flames, obviously it still needs a lot of spirituality.

Seeing this scene, he muttered in his mouth: "There is no way, it seems that the only way is to go against luck!"

Mo Chen immediately began to counter-luck the cultivation method, and the original small cultivation level was suddenly depleted, in exchange for a large amount of vitality in the body, thus reducing the impact of excessive blood consumption.

Fortunately, his persistence was not in vain, and there was no bloody scene of falling short. After a few breaths, the vortex of Yaoyang fire began to shrink slowly, and finally converged into a small golden light spot, on which there was a burst of cheers. nascent consciousness.

Although it is still very immature and fragile at this time, it is not easy to dissipate.

As soon as Mo Chen stretched out his hand, the light spots fell on his palm. Immediately, there was a sense of warmth, accompanied by a strong emotion, which seemed to have some kind of appeal.

"You mean, you want me to name you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Guangdian responded immediately.

"Okay, let me think about it..." Mo Chen smiled bitterly in his heart. He was named Kushou, but the little guy's request was not easy to refuse, so he began to think hard.

After a while, he clapped his hands violently, and laughed loudly: "If you have it, how about calling it Jin Yan?"

After the light spot heard it, there was a sense of joy.

But at this moment, Mo Chen had no time to care about others, and was doing another important thing.

In order to make up for the lack of blood in his body, he is constantly stuffing various blood-enriching and qi-enhancing pills into his mouth, hoping to reduce the damage to his body and minimize his period of weakness.

In this way, half a month passed, and when Mo Chen opened the door again, his complexion was much better.

"Fortunately, I still have a lot of elixir left over from the past. After taking the medicine in time, I can finally make up a lot of the lost essence and blood. After that, I only need to rest for a few months to eliminate the sequelae."

So now Mo Chen is naturally looking forward to it, as long as nothing happens.

But as soon as this thought flashed in his mind, a communication talisman flew in from outside, and after looking at it, his face suddenly collapsed.

"Oh, I'm really afraid that something will happen!"

Fortunately, the news in the message talisman is not the attack from Guilan City, but the team leader Li Zhi accidentally discovered the ruins of an ancient city in the process of clearing the ghosts. A large number of ghosts were detected inside, and he, the deputy captain, was needed to help .

(End of this chapter)