The fourth level of the Flame Flame Slash is even more powerful than the Heavenly Level Martial Arts, which undoubtedly deeply shocked Zilong.

You should know that the power of the thunder wolf sword, like the intermediate earth-level martial arts used by Gu Qing, has already shocked Zilong. The rolling thunder and the thunder that covers the sky, Zilong is still vivid in his mind.

Zilong could hardly imagine how powerful the heavenly martial arts should be.

Thinking of this, Zilong lowered his head, and the eyes of his eyes looking at the secret book of Flame Flame Slashing in his hand were full of fanaticism.

"The Flame Flame Slash, which is comparable to the Heavenly Level Martial Arts..."

Zilong murmured while his lips and teeth were slightly moved, while turning on the secret book in his hand.

Seeing Zilong condense the orange-red flame slash, he began to practice the flame slash with passion again, and the ghost in the black ring felt emotion:

"I haven't closed my eyes for so many days in a row, and the original true energy in the Dan Source has been exhausted. I still have such strong energy. It's amazing. Tsk tsk, it's so good to be young..."

The ghost sighed silently at Zilong's spirit, but Zilong was handsome for only three seconds.

I saw that Zilong had just read the beginning of the secret book and was about to try to use the flame of the flame sun according to the method taught in the secret book. His eyes suddenly turned black and was blown by the wind. Zilong tilted his head and fainted on the ground.

Listening to Zilong who fell to the ground with a thud, the ghost in the black ring was stunned at first. When it heard Zilong's snoring sounds, he exclaimed softly, breathed a sigh of relief, and shook his head and smiled:

"Ha, I'm afraid you are the only one who dares to "spoil" your body like this."

After saying that, when the ghost thought, a constant stream of star fog came out from Zilong's black ring in his left hand, wrapping Zilong in it.

Wrapped by the ghost star fog, the flying sand and stones in the arid desert, wind, smoke, dust, and some other mysterious creatures cannot be close to the dragon.

The star fog released by the ghost is very soft. Zilong sleeps in it, as if he is on soft cotton, like a dream, and the sound of wind and sand in his ears are also separated... This is the most comfortable and stable sleep that Zilong slept in most half a month after entering the dala.

And as Zilong fell asleep, not long after, the sky in the dala land became dark again.

As the night fell again, the temperature in the dala land suddenly dropped sharply. The hot day and the cold night, the so-called ice and fire, are used to describe the drought-free desert in the dala land, which is more appropriate.

Under such a sudden temperature, even monks are at risk of getting sick. But Zilong, who is wrapped in the ghost black fog, cannot feel the coldness of the night at this time.

Looking at Zilong sleeping sweetly in the black fog, the ghost also smiled. It turned its gaze away from Zilong and looked at the martial arts secrets held in Zilong's arms, the flame flame slash.

Seeing the flames of the flames of the sun, the ghost remembered its master who was no longer in the world.

The ghost couldn't help but feel emotion:

"The Master of Flame Slash is a high-level fire-type martial art that he has learned in ten years. Because the Master passed away shortly after he created the martial arts, there is no martial arts organization in the world rating it. I only regard it as a high-level martial arts skill because the Master said at that time that the Fire Sun Flame Slash still has flaws. If you want to enter the Heavenly Rank Martial Arts, you must make some improvements. Unfortunately, something happened immediately. The Master passed away without having time to improve it...

Zilong, I will leave the rest of my work to you!"

Thinking of the ghost soul body, his dark phantom appeared and was fascinating under the star fog.

The ghost looked up and looked at the hazy and chaotic sky.

"Master, forgive me for imparting your own martial arts to Zilong without your permission. But don't worry, the flames of the Flame of the Flame of the Flame of the Boy will be carried forward..."

I recited silently, for a moment, the thoughts in the ghost's heart drifted away.

...

On the other side, above the sky from the Jing family to the Daluo City, a white-feathered roc roared in the air like a hill.

The white-feathered big roll flapped its wings at an altitude of two thousand meters, which caused strong winds on the ground, wind, sand and stones.

On Baiyu Dapeng's back, there were old and young people sitting back and forth.

The old man had brown clothes and white hair, a slightly fierce expression, and looked like he was angry.

The girl behind the old man covered her mouth and sneered. She was wrapped in red clothes, graceful figure, willow eyebrows and white teeth, light fat and red lips, and every frown and smile was amazing.

This old man in brown clothes is Liu Chuchu's grandfather, Honglin's master, the Jing family's primrose, and Jing Rulin, one of the five elders of the aristocratic family.

The girl in red was naturally following Honglin who practiced beside Jing Rulin.

The reason why Jing Rulin looked fierce now can be traced back to the first time he met Liu Chuchu. No, to be precise, the grandfather and grandson have not met yet, they just looked across the door and exchanged voices.

In Jing Rulin's original idea, even if the scene where he and Chuchu recognized each other was not tears, it should be a very warm scene.

But Jing Rulin never expected that when Huang Gongbu took Liu Chuchu to the secret place they agreed on, Liu Chuchu was reluctant to see him when he rushed to this place in a hurry.

Liu Chuchu locked himself in the room and shouted to Jing Rulin through the door:

"You should teach Master Zilong's martial arts first. When Master Zilong's teaching can defeat that Qing Shi'an, I will recognize you as my grandfather."

When Jing Rulin heard the sound coming from Liu Chuchu in the house, he was stunned.

He looked at Huang Gongbu with a blank look on his face, trying to get something from Huang Gongbu's mouth, but he saw Huang Gongbu spread his hands and wave his hands quickly, showing an innocent expression of knowing nothing.

The grandfather and grandson had not seen each other for many years, and Chuchu's mother also suffered a disaster. Jing Rulin couldn't bear to use force, so he had to persuade Liu Chuchu in the house with kind words, and advised him to come out of the house first.

However, Chuchu's attitude was even tougher than Jing Rulin imagined. Chuchu gritted her teeth and refused to relax, and insisted that Jing Rulin fulfill her request before she could leave the house to meet her.

In fact, Liu Chuchu's attitude is so tough that it is due to Huang Gongbu's secret "instigation".

As early as the way to the Jing family, Huang Gongbu came up with "bad ideas" to Liu Chuchu. Huang Gongbu was worried that Jing Rulin would not be willing to teach Zilong's martial arts easily, so he made Liu Chuchu tougher and asked him to use some extraordinary means to deal with the strange-tempered Jing Rulin...

So, Jing Rulin agreed to Liu Chuchu's conditions with a helpless look on his face. After all, this was the first thing Chuchu asked him to do. Although Jing Rulin was a little reluctant, he still accepted it.

Jing Rulin originally thought that after he agreed to the conditions, he could let Chuchu come out and meet him. He missed this granddaughter who had not seen for seventeen years very much.

But what made Jing Rulin cry without tears was that Liu Chuchu didn't believe him at all.

Chuchu insisted that Professor Jing Rulin finish Zilong, and only after completing the task was completed, she was willing to come out to recognize her.

After being frustrated, Jing Rulin "tears flowed" and took Honglin on the road to the dala with a stomach full of anger.

Huang Gongbu, Chuchu and Xiuxiu were left at this secret location of the Jing family, and several experts from the Jing family arranged by Jing Rulin were secretly protected.

There are two reasons why Jing Rulin took Honglin to the dala. First, Honglin knew Zilong, and Honglin followed him to help Jing Rulin find Zhao Zilong, who was called by Master Zilong, who was called by Chuchu.

Jing Rulin also wanted to see what kind of ability does Zhao Zilong, who made his precious granddaughter so concerned about...

Secondly, he also wanted to take Honglin to see the world and let Honglin see the cruelty of the world of cultivation. The dala land is known as the tomb of a low-level monk. In addition to the harsh environment and insect poisonous beasts in the dala land, what is even more terrifying is the human heart...

Above the white feathered big roc.

Jing Rulin crossed his hands, feeling unhappy, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.

Jing Rulin thought to himself that it must be that he had "destructed" too deeply in his first half of his life that made everything go wrong when he was old.

Let’s take the matter of collecting disciples first. Over the past few decades, many geniuses have squeezed their heads and wanted to take him as their teacher, but Jing Rulin didn’t even take a look at him.

But when Jing Rulin finally fell in love with a junior he liked, Honglin directly rejected his desire to accept disciples. Jing Rulin put down his old face, but he did not accept Honglin.

Although Honglin somehow changed her mind and became his teacher in the end, Jing Rulin still felt a little unhappy, which seemed to him accept an apprentice and ask for someone.

Then it was Chuchu's incident. Jing Rulin finally found his granddaughter, but his granddaughter was not as good as a boy from the Zhao clan family.

Moreover, when he thought of Chuchu's request, Jing Rulin became angry, but he was not Chuchu, but Zilong.

Chuchu was Jing Rulin's last relative in this world. Jing Rulin didn't want his precious granddaughter to be entangled by the "skin boy" of the Zhao clan family.

Jing Rulin thought:

"Zhao Zilong, right? I only promised Chuchu to give you a few tricks, but didn't say how to teach you, you boy is waiting..."

Honglin opened her lips lightly and looked to one side with a smile on her face.

"I don't know what expression he would look like when he saw me cultivating the elixir source and entering the path of cultivation, hehe..."

The clear sky is clear and the breeze is coming. Although the fluctuations in Honglin's source energy are like a drop in the ocean compared to Jing Rulin, it took him only two months to become a top-level monk from an ordinary person.

This speed is enough to make a considerable number of cultivators ashamed.

...

The dalla land is not in the arid desert.

The weather in the dala has always been unpredictable, and the day and night are even longer and shorter.

This night in the dala only lasted for two hours. For Zilong, who had fallen asleep all day, when he woke up with energy, he didn't even know that the night in the dala had passed.

Zilong stretched out his crackling muscles and bones, and he felt very comfortable for a moment.

"I haven't had such a comfortable sleep in a long time."

As soon as Ran Zilong's voice fell, he saw something that made him stunned.
Chapter completed!