Queen of Concubine Madness: Quit the tyrannical monarch

Chapter 37 Golden Flame
What Ziman doesn't know is that all the magic weapons in the world are rare and rare treasures that are rarely seen in a thousand years.

Ziman's face was serious, and he squeezed out a seal formula with both hands, chanting words in his mouth. This state lasted for as long as a cup of tea. A ball of light the size of a bean on his fingertips sank into the mirror, and Ziman's face trembled as if there was some pain .There is no way, it’s not that Ziman doesn’t want to end it quickly, it’s just that the mini pig took out the soul imprint from the burning fire mirror. become your own.

Finally, a faint halo rose from the burning mirror, and Zimanxiang was dripping with sweat, slumped on the ground, her fragrant lips parted slightly, breathing desperately.Without the support of spiritual power, nothing can be done. If it weren't for the special method of the mini pig, she would really have nothing to do with the burning mirror.

Fortunately, something good came out next, and Ziman didn't care about taking a rest. She held up the burning fire mirror with one hand excitedly, and the burning fire mirror began to rotate, getting faster and faster. Suddenly, the whole mirror ignited a big fire, and there was a fist in the middle of the big fire. The big golden flame looks very different. Needless to say, this is the "Burning Fire Sutra".

Ziman carefully approached the flame with his hand. What is surprising is that the flame ignited on the burning mirror. Ziman did not feel burned by the flame at all, but felt very warm. Those flames seemed to be mischievous elves, dancing against the surface of his hand , although she didn't feel it, she had the urge to laugh.

Carefully holding the golden flame in the palm of her hand, she took it out from the flame, and Zi'er moved over curiously, wanting to poke her finger.Unexpectedly, before she got close, with a bang, the flame rose several inches high, scaring Zi'er back again and again, and then the golden flame turned into the size of a fist again.

"This "Burning Fire Sutra" is a golden flame, how can it be cultivated?" Zi'er asked.

Yes, how to practice this, Ziman also has such doubts in his heart.Perhaps the golden flame felt Ziman's thoughts, the golden light flashed, and under Ziman's surprised expression, the fist-sized flame shrunk to the size of a bean, and floated to Ziman's forehead, slowly submerging in, forming a golden flame imprint .

Ziman and Zi'er looked at each other, and Zi'er pointed to her forehead, uncertain: "Sister, this can't be inherited directly, right? It's like a yin bead."

Ziman felt it briefly, and countless □□ flowed through her heart like flowing water, but she couldn't practice directly. As for the reason, she didn't have time to find it in a hurry, so she said uncertainly: "Okay...it seems to be."

At this moment, noisy voices came from the bottom of the mountain. Seeing that the fire was extinguished, the villagers of Bianchunzhai went up the mountain to check. Ziman didn't want to cause trouble, so he went down the mountain along another path.

Walking along the path, bypassing Bianchun Mountain, there is a winding and rugged stone slope between the two mountains, and walking down a mile, there is a road leading to Luochuan, which is ten miles away. city.

Luochuan City is a famous big city with a radius of thousands of miles. People from all walks of life will come here. It is not because this city is big, there are many more than this big city, nor is it because it is prosperous here. There are mountains everywhere here, and the mountains are steep. Ridge stretches for thousands of miles and is rarely inhabited.

Because this is a free city, it does not belong to any country, and no country dares to interfere here.

(End of this chapter)