The Strongest Tribe

In the open world, Xia Tuo held the wooden stick in both hands and turned on the dead wood. There were buzzing sounds, and he could clearly feel the warm feeling on the dead wood.

Drilling wood to make fire, according to the five elements' mutual generation and restraint, the Taoist rhyme of combining wood to make fire is a very simple truth for warriors.

Hum!

The wooden sticks quickly rubbed against the dead wood under the palms of both hands, and a sliver of green smoke came out like hair, and then more and more green smoke began to rise at the place where the two dead trees rubbed.

The green smoke derives from the place where the dead wood rubs, and it gives Xia Tuo a tingling sensation like a thorn piercing the palm of his hand. This feeling comes from friction and heat generated by the friction of dead wood, which is a quasi-prime soul for him. There is a burning sensation.

can!

The appearance of this feeling made Xia Tuo's eyes light up. According to the old god, the sacred fire in the illusory world has an impact on the soul, and once it is ignited, it will cause damage to the soul.

The feeling at the moment is hot, like being burned. Doesn't this mean that his method of digging into fire is feasible.

At this point, Xia Tuo moved faster, holding the wooden stick in both hands, digging into the dead wood below, and the temperature began to rise gradually.

Hum!

Finally, when the scorching heat reached a certain level, at the location where the dead wood rubbed, a little spark burst out of the blue smoke, sparkling a little, but in Xia Tuo's eyes it was as dazzling as a meteor.

A little spark pierced through the blue smoke, splashed up, and landed on his palm. In an instant, a tingling pain made Xia Tuo's soul feel in a trance.

boom!

A little spark can start a prairie fire, and the spark falls on the palm of his hand, and his quasi-primary body trembles suddenly, and a ray of illusory flame directly rises.

The flame showed a slightly illusory blue light, like a beating elves, Xia Tuo couldn't react to it, and the illusory flame had spread all over his body.

The quasi-prime spirit was ignited by the flame, and Xia Tuo suddenly became a big torch. His soul power was like lamp oil, blazing, and the sacred fire entered his body. At the critical moment, if the sacred fire could not be controlled, there would only be one end, playing with fire and burning himself.

Xia Tuo wasn't fully prepared for it either. He had just tried it out by drilling through the woods, but he didn't expect a little spark to give himself a point.

The burning tingling from the divine fire directly manifests in the deepest part of the soul, there is no way to hide, and you can feel that every inch of your soul is suffering from the intense fire.

He forced his will, sat down cross-legged, and headed towards the fire. In this case, the more you fear the fire, the more tyrannical the fire will become.

I think back then, fire, as a kind of fire for the inheritance of civilization, the ancient ancestors were extremely afraid of thunder and fire from the sky, and even thought that it was the anger of the gods, which originated from the fear of fire in the blood.

And all the awe stems from the fear of the unknown. Now fire has been controlled by the human race, and various flame avenues have even been derived, so we have a deep understanding of fire.

At this moment, Xia Tuo's mental thoughts clung to his body, seeming to be a blazing cyan flame spreading all over his body, but his own spiritual platform was clear and clear. After a brief period of panic, he had recovered his peace.

Then the question is coming.

Why is the sacred fire he brought out in blue?

According to the old Shenhou's point, Shenhuo should be illusory and transparent.

It is difficult because of drilling wood to make fire.

As the sacred fire circulated, Xia Tuo felt the surface of his quasi-prime divine body, the original smooth and crystal body, began to dry and crack gradually, just like the cracked bark of an old tree, under the burning of the flame, it cracked. The old skin was burned into black smoke by the flame, and it floated out.

Immediately afterwards, he also found that after being burned by the sacred fire, the old skin was burned, leaving behind a new and tender crystal body, showing a round and smooth.

Feeling this kind of scene, he relaxes slightly, and the flames drawn by drilling wood for fire can temper his soul.

The five-step tempering of the primordial spirit by Pidijing can be said to be to make the soul metamorphose five times, just like the metamorphosis of a python. After repeated molting, it gradually turns into a dragon and soars into the sky.

As the thoughts flowed, Xia Tuo tried to control the sacred fire, after all, once the sacred fire was ignited a little carelessly, it would completely burn his soul.

The soul is the most mysterious place of the warrior. The tempering requires a gradual process. Otherwise, how to take it in five steps. There is no doubt that it is unrealistic to temper the soul to perfection in one stroke. It is easy to play with fire and self-immolate. This is a long process. Over the years, countless warriors have gradually explored it through trial and error.

As the sacred fire burned, Xia Tuo noticed that he was showing a milky white halo on the surface of the soul that had been burned by the sacred fire.

When this kind of halo appeared all over his body, it indicated that his quasi-prime **** promotion was completed and he had entered the first step of the yuan **** realm.

The sacred fire rolled over the soul of the soul, and strands of black smoke rose, and the crystal surface of the soul body quickly dried up, cracked, and exploded under the scorching of the sacred fire, and then burned into strands of black smoke, and then exposed the surface of the milky white halo.

After the sacred fire burned for a circle, it moved to the top of Xia Tuo's head, jumping like a sky lantern, the light flickering, as if it was going out.

Immediately, Xia Tuo pulled out a subtle soul power from the primordial spirit, poured it into the sky lantern, and kept the divine fire burning. It was neither flaming nor extinguished, just like that.

Once the sacred fire is extinguished, it must be re-ignited. Every time it is ignited is a burden for the soul, so it is necessary to maintain the sacred fire indestructible, and also not to make the sacred fire flame too large.

The soul has the ability to withstand it. It has just taken a layer of skin. If it does not settle and settle, the soul is easily damaged.

This method was taught by the old **** Hou, to pull away a trace of his soul, to keep the fire of the gods indestructible, and to wait for the next stage of transformation.

Slightly illusory, the sky fire glowing with blue light jumped on top of Xia Tuo's head, like a sky lantern.

Xia Tuo raised his arm and looked around, and saw that his whole body was showing a milky white halo. After working for so long, he was finally an advanced soul. With the transformation, the look of the soul will gradually grow. Transparent.

He got up and glanced at the two dead trees in front of him, thought slightly, grabbed it with his large hands and walked towards the suspended stone gate behind, but felt a crisis, as if some danger was about to come.

Cannot be taken out.

Then, he wanted to understand that the two pieces of dead wood could not be brought out of this space and time, and then he backed back, exerting force in his hand to crush the dead wood, especially the place where the wood was drilled for fire, and they were all crushed into slag. .

Drilling wood for fire is feasible, and it can be an experience. As a way to ignite a sacred fire, although the reason is simple, it separates too many people.

Sometimes things are like this. If you understand, you can see through it at a glance.

He hasn't done anything magnanimously yet, not to mention a way to help open up a place to advance. After thinking about it, Xia Tuo destroyed the dead wood.

Immediately afterwards, he stepped out of the suspended stone gate and reappeared in his spiritual world.

boom!

At the same time, in the old **** Houdong Mansion, a vast spiritual thought suddenly exploded, sweeping in all directions, and the birds and beasts in the mountains suddenly screamed and screamed.

Inside the cave, Xia Tuo's body was filled with illusory blue flames, sweeping through his body, and the sacred fire acted on his soul and did not harm his body.

The sacred fire swept through his body, but it gave Xia Tuo a feeling of baptism. At this moment, he felt that his perception became more acute, and his sense of Dao Yun in the void became clearer. With his eyes open and closed, a little Dao Yun floated. before.

After a while, the old **** Hou quietly appeared in front of Xia Tuo, feeling the breath on Xia Tuo's body, first frowned, and then stretched out.

This is the first time he has seen the cyan divine fire, but the world is vast, and the mystery is endless. He is only a small god, and he is still a top power in the border and wasteland, but looking at the nine regions of the wasteland, the vast void is It's nothing.

"I didn't expect you to find Shenhuo so quickly and complete the transformation of the soul in one time."

There was a warm color in the eyes of the old god. He was very happy that Xia Tuo was able to transform the soul at one time. The soul, the law, and the next step is to look for the spiritual thing that builds the small world. It is equivalent to stepping into the door to the ground.

Generally speaking, many warriors transform the soul, in order to prevent the soul from causing irreparable trauma to the soul, they will transform the soul in several times, perhaps three or five times, or more.

Take him as an example. Now that the second stage of the primordial spirit refines the spirit, I don’t know how many times it has been tempered by the spirit fire in the past few years. Unfortunately, every time I fail, I have a strong induction. Once I force the spirit fire to temper. , Will eventually be lost in spirit.

Lack of opportunity, exhaustion of potential, and weak luck make the Yuanshen Yin Divine Realm far away forever, stuck in the third step of creating a realm like a chasm, and cannot advance any inch.

Xia Tuo's chance is really good~www.readwn.com~ to enter the illusory world of Shenhuo, but within a few days he found Shenhuo, and suddenly transformed into the soul.

"Since the metamorphosis of the soul is complete, let's settle for a few days and handle the family affairs. There are still many things that need to be undertaken with you."

The old Shenhou turned and walked out of the cave. Then his voice sounded and said: "This time the monster invaded, more than a million miles in the south of the Northwest Territory, and more than 80% of the tribes were slaughtered by the monster. The descent turned into an injustice.

Those who dominate the living cannot forget the dead. As the helm of the luck of the northwest land, you have to live and appease these unjust souls. This is about your tribe’s stable foothold in the northwest land. "

Hearing the sound, Xia Tuo's faith moved, and he only felt a dizzy sensation sweeping over him. In a daze, he saw black air rising above the purple world, and the lingering black air weaved into a dense net and fell towards him. Come.

Resentment!

At this point, he realized that this was the resentment of the human blood who had died in the hands of the demon clan, and he was unwilling to fall to the demon hand.