Chapter 289: True Flame Technique

Chapter 289 True Flame Art

When Xiao Ling passed through the stone gate, the dazzling light came towards him, but it did not affect him at all. However, just when he had just adapted to the sudden light, a strong fishy wind suddenly burst out from behind the stone gate, with a fierce force, rushing straight to his face.

Xiao Ling frowned slightly, but his movements were not hesitant at all. His gestures changed quickly, and a move of "Swallow Return" was performed. This move was like a swallow turning around, not only cleverly resolving the opponent's offensive, but also violently counterattacking the majestic fighting spirit in Xiao Ling's body in the form of a recoil force.

The fierce wind surged out like a wave, directly hitting the sudden attack. Immediately afterwards, Xiao Ling heard a sharp scream, and the huge figure, under the impact of the force, flew back violently like a baseball being hit, and finally fell heavily to the ground, making a dull sound.

The dust cleared, and Xiao Ling's sight penetrated the haze, clearly revealing the secret behind the stone door.

In front of him was a spacious warehouse, with the lights inside so bright that they were almost blinding. The walls of the warehouse were made of hard black steel stone, giving people a feeling that the entire warehouse was carved directly from a huge black steel stone vein.

In the warehouse, rows of shelves were neatly arranged, with scrolls placed on them. They were carefully rolled up, quietly waiting for the arrival of the destined person. On the other side, there were rows of transparent crystal cabinets. Through the cabinets, you can see that various rare medicinal materials are displayed inside. They are carefully placed, and each one exudes an attractive light.

Xiao Ling's eyes wandered in the warehouse, and finally fixed on the huge snake-shaped monster on the ground. Obviously, this uninvited guest was the culprit who launched the sneak attack just now.

"It turned out to be a Dou Wang-level snake-like monster," Xiao Ling commented softly. He walked into the warehouse with steady steps and swept his eyes over the snake-like monster again. It was coiled up, its tongue spitting out fiercely, as if in protest.

Xiao Ling's mouth curled up with a relaxed smile, and he said lightly: "Such a monster is not a rare thing for Qing Lin, but it is also a small surprise." There was a hint of playfulness in his words, and he obviously did not take the monster seriously.

Xiao Ling's eyes suddenly became sharp, and his eyes were like substance, releasing powerful soul power. This power spread rapidly like an invisible wave, directly impacting the snake-like monster.

The soul power of the monster was weak, and the snake-like monster instinctively felt fear when it felt this oppressive soul power. Then it felt a pain in its head, and its eyes instantly lost their luster, and its body softened, and it collapsed to the ground powerlessly, as if all its strength had been taken away.

Seeing this, Xiao Ling waved his hand lightly, and the Dou Wang-level snake-like monster was easily put into the system space.

After packing up the snake-shaped monster, Xiao Ling began his search. His eyes were like a scanner, carefully sweeping through the warehouse. Whether it was a precious scroll or a rare medicinal material, as long as he saw it, he put it all into his ring.

His movements were quick and orderly. He carefully picked up each treasure and then disappeared into his ring. As time went by, the treasures in the warehouse decreased one by one, while Xiao Ling's ring became more and more full.

When Xiao Ling concentrated again, he found that he had unconsciously walked to the end of the warehouse. He stopped and looked around to make sure that he had not missed any treasure.

The warehouse, which was originally full of treasures, had been plundered by him, leaving only empty shelves and cabinets, quietly telling of the looting just now.

In a corner of the warehouse, there is a bookshelf that is different from others. It is not filled with scrolls like other bookshelves, but only has four quaint wooden boxes. These four wooden boxes are the ultimate goal of Xiao Ling's trip, and their value is obviously far greater than other treasures.

Unlike other areas in the warehouse, this bookshelf is surrounded by a layer of light shield, and the energy emitted from the shield is rich and powerful. Although this layer of light curtain looks weak, it contains a power that cannot be underestimated. Upon closer inspection, the surface of the shield seems to have subtle spatial fluctuations, giving people a sense of unfathomable depth.

Xiao Ling approached the bookshelf, his eyes swept lightly on the shield, and a disdainful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He whispered to himself: "The means of the old demon are just like this."

For others, this protective shield condensed by the power of space may be an insurmountable obstacle, but in Xiao Ling's eyes, it is just a trick.

He waved his hand casually, and the power of space moved with it. Under his control, the seemingly solid light film instantly turned into light particles and dissipated into the air.

As the light cover dissipated, four quaint wooden boxes appeared, quietly waiting for Xiao Ling's exploration.

Xiao Ling stepped forward, with a hint of expectation, and began to open those quaint wooden boxes one by one.

He opened the first wooden box first, and two silver scrolls immediately appeared in front of him. The material of these scrolls is very special, looking like some rare crystals, and the surface is covered with a layer of fine electric light. They wander on the scrolls like silver snakes, flashing mysterious light.

Xiao Ling's eyes fell on the scroll in his hand. He pulled it gently and the scroll unfolded in his hand. The texture of the scroll was extraordinary. It was painted with complex runes and emitted a faint lightning light. It was extremely extraordinary.

"Benleijian, a mid-level earth-level skill, thunder attribute." He whispered.

Then, he took out another silver scroll from the wooden box. The material of this scroll was even more special, and the surface was covered with a layer of fine electric light, as if it would burst out with thunder power at any time.

"Jingzhe Leifa, a mid-level earth-level fighting skill, complements Benleijian."

Xiao Ling put the two scrolls into the ring casually, and the action was understated. Although such a mid-level earth-level fighting skill may be regarded as a treasure in the outside world, for him, these scrolls are not of much practical use.

However, Xiao Ling thought that these scrolls could be used as valuable resources for Canaan College in the future, adding a foundation to the future development of the college. He did not intend to practice these skills himself, but they might be rare learning materials for the disciples of the academy.

Xiao Ling opened another wooden box, and inside lay a red scroll that he seemed to have seen before. With a glance, he had already guessed the origin of the scroll.

He reached out to pick up the scroll and slowly unfolded it. Three fiery red characters "Nong Yan Jue" immediately came into view, and behind these three characters, there was also a "true" character.

"This Nong Yan Jue is the result of many years of hard work by this old man," the text on the scroll continued, "Although the traditional Nong Yan Jue is powerful, it requires at least three people to work together to condense a kind of "fake strange fire", and each condensation has to pay a considerable price. But this improved version of mine is more efficient. A single person can successfully condense a "fake strange fire", and its power is far greater than before, and the sequelae are greatly reduced. Although the condensation process has become more complicated, compared with the huge benefits it brings, this trouble can be completely ignored..."

Xiao Ling looked at the introduction on the scroll, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised a satisfied smile. For him, this "Flame Art" is not only a gift to Elder Huo, but also a supplement to Yaotian Fire. In the future, he can also use it to condense an incarnation fire to further enhance the power of the Fire Lotus.

He carefully put the red scroll into the ring, and then waved his hand lightly, and the lids of the remaining two simple wooden boxes opened.

As he expected, in one of the wooden boxes lay a seventh-level fire attribute magic core emitting a blazing breath, and in the other was a scroll recording the method of refining the Heavenly Demon Puppet.

Xiao Ling did not hesitate at all, and with a wave of his hand, he put the two precious items into his pocket. Then, he turned around and slowly returned to the ground along the passage he had entered before.

Xiao Ling, who had just stepped out of the treasure house, met the soul body of the old demon ghost controlled by him. It was holding the Ten Thousand Souls Banner in its hand, and it had obviously completed the task of collecting souls, and was quietly waiting for Xiao Ling's next instructions.

Xiao Ling took the Ten Thousand Souls Banner with a quick and neat movement. He shook it lightly, and the soul of the old demon was collected into the banner, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

Xiao Ling examined the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, and was very satisfied with the harvest in the mountains outside the Black Emperor City and the Demon Flame Valley.

The collection of souls was richer than expected. After the members of the Demon Flame Valley sacrificed and refined it, the capacity of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner was also improved.

The Ten Thousand Souls Banner, which could only accommodate 300 souls, can now easily accommodate 400 souls. This increase in number undoubtedly makes the power of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner even higher.

And with the souls collected in the Ten Thousand Souls Banner before, Xiao Ling felt that it would not be a problem to cultivate several souls comparable to the peak combat power of Dou Zong.

Xiao Ling's mind has begun to depict the spectacular scene of the future battle. He imagined that when fighting with the opponent, he could summon dozens of powerful souls with a light wave of his hand, surround the enemy, and launch a fierce siege. The scene was both spectacular and interesting, and he couldn't help but laugh secretly, thinking that such a scene was so wonderful that it was unimaginable.

Putting away the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, Xiao Ling's figure flashed, and he flew straight to the direction of Canaan College like a meteor. His heart was full of expectations, because he already felt that he was close to breaking through to the realm of Dou Zong Seven Stars.

Xiao Ling planned to retreat in Canaan College for a period of time, devour and refine the Huasheng Fire, and then use the energy of the Demonic Poison Spot to accelerate his cultivation. He believed that with these powerful helpers, he would soon be able to break through to the realm of Nine Star Dou Zong.

Thinking of this, Xiao Ling's eyes flashed with determination and confidence. He knew that his goal was about to be achieved, and that day was not far away.

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The quiet town is located at the junction of the Black Horn Region and Canaan College. The sun above the sky pours down and shines on the plaque at the entrance of the town. The three slightly ordinary and non-killing characters on it flash a reassuring luster in the sun.

"Heping Town!"

On the top of the hill near Heping Town, Xiao Ling's figure appeared with a breeze-like step, his figure was upright, like a green pine tree.

His eyes passed through the hill and cast towards the quiet town. The plaque there was particularly eye-catching in the sun, and the three big characters "Heping Town" exuded a kind of light that made people feel at ease.

Xiao Ling looked at the town, and an indescribable tranquility surged in his heart. During this period of time, he had been wandering in the disputes of the Black Horn Region. Although he did not feel physically tired with his current cultivation, deep in his heart, he also longed for a bit of tranquility and relaxation.

Xiao Ling's steps were steady, and he soon stepped into the streets of Heping Town. The residents of the town, especially the young students, looked at him with a mixture of admiration and awe.

Under the baptism of such eyes, Xiao Ling simply nodded and greeted Wu Tianlang, the leader of the law enforcement team, and then continued to walk quickly towards the inner courtyard of the back mountain of Canaan Academy without stopping.

Soon, he came to the entrance of the inner courtyard hidden by the distorted space. Passing through the silver gate, what came into view was a vast and lush forest. Xiao Ling looked at this familiar scenery, couldn't help but take a deep breath, and a sense of intimacy surged in his heart.

He recalled his experience of leaving Canaan College this time. Unlike before, he only left for a few days. But in this short period of time, what he experienced was no simpler than the previous one or two years of training.

At the entrance of the inner courtyard, Xiao Ling slowed down his pace a little and gave a friendly greeting to the guard elder. After a brief exchange, he did not stay for long, and immediately quickened his pace and headed towards Elder Huo's residence.

Elder Huo used to spend more time in the outer courtyard of Canaan College, but since his strength broke through to the Dou Zong realm, he chose to live in the quiet courtyard of the inner courtyard and enjoy the environment that is more suitable for cultivation.

Soon, Xiao Ling came to a unique courtyard, which was Elder Huo's residence.

The courtyard was surrounded by a circle of low stone walls, covered with green vines, and inside the stone walls was a vibrant herb garden. The courtyard was full of various rare medicinal herbs, some of which exuded a faint fragrance, while others flashed a strange light.

These medicinal materials are not only good materials for refining medicine, but also add a bit of mystery to the courtyard.

There is an ancient stone pavilion in the center of the courtyard. Under the stone pavilion are a stone table and several stone benches. It is obviously the place where Elder Huo rests and thinks on weekdays.

Next to the stone pavilion is a small medicine room. From the half-open window, you can see that it is full of various medicine refining tools. Some secret books and experiences of medicine refining are hung on the wall.

The residence of Xiao Yan, the apprentice of Elder Huo, is just opposite. There is only a winding path between the two courtyards. On both sides of the path are carefully trimmed flowers and plants, giving people a sense of tranquility and harmony.

Xiao Ling closed his eyes and quietly released his soul perception. Like a gentle breeze, he explored Elder Huo's courtyard.

Soon, he caught two familiar breaths. It was Xiao Yan and Elder Huo, who were obviously busy with their own things.

Xiao Ling opened his eyes, and his figure flashed, and he came to the door of the medicine room quietly. He knocked on the door gently, and the wooden door made a crisp sound, breaking the tranquility in the courtyard.

"Elder Huo, Xiao Yan, it's me, Xiao Ling." His voice was gentle and clear, and it came in through the door.

When the knock on the door sounded gently, Elder Huo and Xiao Yan in the alchemy room stopped refining medicine.

Elder Huo's ears moved, and when he heard the familiar voice, a gentle smile appeared on his face. He turned to Xiao Yan and said, "Xiao Yanzi, it seems that your cousin has arrived. Go open the door."

Xiao Yan nodded and walked quickly to the door. He pulled open the door of the alchemy room, and it was Xiao Ling standing outside the door.

Xiao Ling's figure appeared at the door, and his eyes passed through the crack of the open door and saw Elder Huo and Xiao Yan in the room.

When Xiao Yan saw Xiao Ling, he smiled and greeted Xiao Ling, "Cousin."

Xiao Ling nodded gently in response, and then walked into the alchemy room. When Xiao Yan saw Xiao Ling coming in, he quickly closed the door and followed him.

Elder Huo smiled when he saw Xiao Ling. He said, "I didn't expect you to come back so soon. We have only been back to Canaan College for a day or two. Have you collected everything you said you wanted to collect?"

"Don't worry, Elder Huo, I can get what I want." Xiao Ling responded with a smile. As he spoke, he took out a red scroll from his ring and gently placed it on the table in front of Elder Huo. "This is the secret method I mentioned to you before that can allow you to have a flame comparable to the strange fire. I think you will be interested in it."

Xiao Ling turned to Xiao Yan on the side and said with a smile: "Don't just stand there, come and take a look. You will have to practice this thing in the future."

When Xiao Yan heard this, his eyes lit up immediately. He was naturally full of interest in the secret method that could cultivate a flame comparable to the strange fire. He took two steps at a time and walked excitedly to Elder Huo's side, staring at the red scroll curiously.

Elder Huo did not hesitate at all. He reached out and picked up the red scroll on the table and unfolded it skillfully.

His eyes were quickly attracted by the content recorded on the scroll. He was deeply immersed in it and began to read attentively, as if everything in the outside world had nothing to do with him.

Time passed quietly as Elder Huo read attentively. Finally, he let out a long breath and slowly put down the scroll that recorded the True Flame Art.

His voice was filled with a hint of excitement and emotion that was difficult to conceal: "This True Flame Technique is indeed magical. It can actually condense a kind of artificial fire that is not as powerful as the strange fire, but is also amazing. This is undoubtedly a great help in refining medicine."