Feeling the whistling master, the ghost in the Black Ring made only a sound, and after reminding Zilong, he stopped transmitting the voice and isolated the Black Ring from the outside world.

"Zilong, the man flew towards you just now, but he probably didn't come to you. He should do whatever he should do, just ignore it."

Listening to the sound from the ghost, Zilong nodded slightly, his eyes focused on his palms, focusing on the fire of the flames of the sun, ignoring foreign affairs.

And just after the sound of the ghost fell for a moment, Siqi came on the void.

I saw Siqi, wearing black clothes, standing upright in the sky with his hands behind his back. With his sharp eyes, he looked at Zilong who was condensing the fire of the Flame Sun.

Seeing that Zilong's face was inconsistent with the boy in the portrait, just as Siqi was about to turn to the next target, the crimson flame in Zilong's hand attracted Siqi's attention.

Feeling the flame energy in the crimson flame, Siqi's eyes narrowed slightly, and he thought to himself:

"Yanyang Fire, this kid is the same as me back then... no, younger than me at that time... it's not simple."

Looking at Zilong, who was frowning and struggling to further condense the fire of the Flame Sun, Siqi seemed to see himself twenty years ago...

Even Siqi himself didn't know why. In short, he fell to the ground by a tragic devil and came to Zilong.

"This is not the condensation of the flame fire."

Listening to the slightly hoarse voice in his ears, Zilong suddenly raised his head and looked at it.

Looking at the middle-aged man who suddenly appeared in front of him, Zilong's face rose with a look of surprise.

Immediately afterwards, Zilong felt the extremely powerful fluctuation of the source energy on the man's body.

Zilong swallowed and spitted, thinking in shame:

"So... so strong! This person is not the peak master of the sixth-level saint as Ghost just mentioned."

In Zilong's face, Siqi raised his left hand, Siqi's fingers whirled lightly, and a white flame appeared in his palm.

Feeling the terrifying flame energy in the white flame, Zilong stagnated for a moment, and then murmured:

"Pure white flame of the sun!"

Siqi smiled faintly, his left hand shook slightly, and then two more flames of the flames appeared on his palm.

I saw three orange-red, golden and pure white flames of the sun formed a circle on Siqi's left hand and were spinning at a slow speed.

Three different levels of flame sun fires swirled over Siqi's palms, and their calmness and calmness shocked Zilong.

The fire of the flame sun is much harder to control than ordinary source fire. This middle-aged man who suddenly appeared was able to control the fire of the flame sun so casually, which Zilong never expected.

Looking at Zilong staring at the three flames of the sun on his palm with a surprised look, looking very surprised and wanting to speak, Siqi's mouth slightly curled up, and his slightly hoarse voice came out again, asking Zilong:

"Do you want to learn?"

"Think!" Zilong replied decisively without thinking.

Siqi then sat on the ground and opened his mouth and said:

"I'll just teach it once and watch it."

Zilong nodded with a smile and hurriedly sat next to Siqi, looking like he was studious.

"Just I saw that you could already gather and refine the crimson fire of the flame sun, which means you have already started. However, if you want to condense the primary fire of the flame sun into a higher fire of the flame sun, you can't do it by gathering the primary fire of the flame sun."

As he said that, Siqi stretched out his left hand and began to show Zilong the method of condensing the flame of the flame of the sun.

I saw a crimson fire of the sun rose from Siqi's left hand first.

Under the control of Siqi, this crimson-red flame fire became smaller and smaller. In two breaths, it changed from a crimson-red fire ball the size of an egg to a pigeon egg-sized orange-red fire ball.

Seeing Siqi condense the crimson flame fire into orange red so easily, Zilong's eyes lit up, and an excited light flashed in his eyes. He finally knew why he could not condense the orange flame fire into orange red.

It turns out that from the beginning, his thinking was wrong.

Siqi looked at Zilong and asked:

"Do you know where you are wrong?"

Zilong nodded vigorously and responded happily:

"Well, the condensation of the Fire of Flame should be concentrated rather than aggregate. I got it wrong from the beginning."

When Zilong tried to condense the orange-red flame sun fire, he took it for granted and followed the previous method of cremating the ordinary source into the crimson-red flame sun fire, which made him have no progress in the past few days.

The higher level of condensation of the Fire of the Flame Sun is to be concentrated with the lower level of the Fire of the Flame Sun like Siqi, rather than before, trying to obtain it through the aggregation of the two Fire of the Flame Sun.

Listening to Zilong's words, Siqi nodded with a smile, with a sensible appreciation expression.

Siqi immediately stood up and before Zilong could ask about his name, he flew away in the void.

Looking at the man who was coming and going without a shadow and missing the sky, Zilong looked at the direction of his disappearance and murmured to himself:

"Who is he? Why did he teach me the method of condensed the fire of the Flame Sun?"

Listening to Zilong's murmuring, the ghost in the black ring came again:

"Maybe they think you are too stupid and can't stand it, so they pointed at you a few times. As for who he is, you don't need to worry about it. Since you have obtained the method, you should quickly condense the fire of the Flame Sun."

Zilong answered, and then stopped thinking about the middle-aged man. He sat cross-legged again, followed the method he had just learned, and started the condensed fire of the flame of the sun with a new idea...

The ghost in the Black Ring is still thinking about the middle-aged man who has just guided Zilong to condense the fire of the Flame Sun.

"This nosy guy originally thought about getting a good exam and seeing how long he could see it. I saw when he could understand the method of condensed the fire of the Flame Sun, but I didn't expect that he was stabbed by this guy... But by the way, not many people can condense the fire of the pure white Flame Sun. The peak cultivation of the saint and the solemn aura with hidden sharpness, this person is not simple..." The ghost muttered silently in his heart.

After Siqi left Zilong, he rushed towards the next monk who had sensed the breath.

On the way, Siqi's brows were slightly locked, and he was thinking hard in his heart:

"I seem to have seen the boy like that just now. Where is it..."

...

Siqi launched a carpet-style search in the dala, vowing to find the man Huang Dou who was with him when Liu Chuchu appeared for the last time.

...

Two days passed slowly, and at some point on the third day, Zilong finally condensed the orange-red flame of the sun!

Looking at the orange-red flame sun fire rising in his hand and feeling the flame energy contained in it that was more than twice as strong, Zilong grinned and laughed haha.

"Orange-red flame sun fire! I finally condensed it! Haha!"

"Ghost, look at it!"

Hearing Zilong's call, ghosts came out from the black ring and looked at the orange-red flames in Zilong's palm.

A moment later, the sound of the ghost came:

"Yes, you've succeeded."

When Zilong heard the affirmative reply from the ghost, he looked happy. He held it with his right hand and extinguished the orange-red flame in his palm.

Zilong is a low-level cultivator who has not yet mastered the ability to release elements. The source energy into source fire consumes more source energy than the cultivator above the fifth-level king, let alone gathering the fire of the flame sun and conducting higher-level condensation.

At this time, the original true energy in the Zilong Dan source was almost gone.

Zilong urged the ghost while wiping the sweat from his forehead:

"Ghost, you can take out the earth-level martial arts you mentioned now."

Looking at Zilong's anxious look, Ghost shook his head and chuckled, and no longer continued to tune Zilong's appetite.

"then!"

After saying a word, the black ring on Zilong's left hand flashed, and a secret book wrapped in the black fog and came to Zilong's hands.

Zilong let out a long sigh and looked at the secret book in his hand with an excited expression.

The five big words on the cover of the secret book made Zilong's mind even more moved.

"Flame Flame Slash!"

Looking at Zilong's expression, a smug smile appeared on the corner of the ghost's mouth, and it immediately opened its mouth and introduced to Zilong:

"Zilong, this flame flame slash is my master... The martial arts created by an old friend of mine have extremely high requirements for practitioners. First, practitioners must have the source of fire, and second, they must have extremely high control talents for flames. Lastly, practitioners must also master the flame fire at least at the orange-red level.

And you have all these three conditions now."

Zilong nodded when he heard the sound and thought to himself that the Flame Sun Flame Slash is really in line with him.

Zilong asked himself that in terms of cultivation talent, he was not much higher than other people in the Ghost Sect. Compared with Huang Gongbu and others, he could take out two things, one was medical skills, and the other was his ability to control flames.

As for the pause of the ghost introducing the origin of the Flame Slash of the Flame, Zilong changed his words on the surface, but he was silently thinking:

"The person who created this Flame Slash is the ghost who has always avoided it and refuses to explain it in detail, its owner..."

I heard the ghost say again:

"The Flame of the Flame of the Flame of the Flame of the Flame of the Flame of the Flame of the Flame of the Flame of the Flame of the Flame of the Flame of the Flame of the Flame of the Flame of the Flame of the Flame of the Flame of the Flame of the Flame of the Flame of the Flame of the Flame of the Flame of the Flame of the Flame of the Flame of the Flame of the Flame of the Flame of the Flame of the Flame of the Flame of the Flame of the Flame of the Flame of the Flame of the Flame of the Flame of the Flame of the Flame of the Flame of the Flame of the Flame of the Flame of the Flame of the Flame of the Flame of the Flame of the Flame of the Flame of the Flame of the Flame of the Flame of the Flame of the Flame of the Flame of the Flame of the Flame of the Flame of the Flame of the Flame of the Flame of the Fla

Orange red, golden yellow, pure white, blue and white.

The power of the Flame Flame Slash is huge. When you can condense the blue and white Flame Fire, the power of the Flame Flame Slash you use can be directly comparable to the Heavenly Level Martial Arts."

Zilong was stunned by the introduction of the ghost.
Chapter completed!