When Qi Wuhuo placed his right hand on the dark red star, there seemed to be bursts of thunderous sounds coming from inside the star, and then the surface of the star collapsed downwards. A powerful force pulled Qi Wuhuo deeper into the star, and the exciting aura made the sleeves of the young Taoist's robe flutter.
Qi Wuhuo subconsciously clenched his five fingers together, trying to grab something.
Then he held it. It had a texture like steel, and the delicate patterns were like dragon scales, yet it seemed to breathe, rising and falling, with a warmth that contained a hint of tyranny. Qi Wuhuo opened his eyes slightly, and then saw that the star unfolded like a lotus, and then suddenly spread out. Wisps of dark red flames were like a drop of blood dripping into a spring.
Countless amounts of dark red fire entangled the body.
The young Taoist saw that he was holding a weapon similar to the end of a spear in his right hand. It was ink-black in color, but with a dark red glow rising and falling. There were extremely delicate and gorgeous patterns on it, like dragon scales. Qi Wuhuo subconsciously pointed the weapon behind him, and along with this action, a blazing flame ran on the dragon-scale-like patterns.
Fire burst out, and the fire seemed to have spirituality. The dark red and golden red auras were like the rotation of yin and yang, and like a long river, it wrapped around the young Taoist, first circling around his wrist, and exploded into a bunch of golden red crystal sparks. There seemed to be a picture emerging from the sparks.
Under the light of the Sutra Pavilion, the young Taoist asked questions frankly, and the skinny old monk closed his eyes and cried bitterly.
The most powerful Buddha kingdom of Medicine Master Vaiduryaprabha Tathagata among the thirteen Buddhist traditions was closed.
The power of Buddhism changed because of this. Each of them had the Six Veins of Buddhism. Their strengths were similar and their names were similar. None of them could overwhelm their opponents and they all felt that they had more advantages. So they fought here. Countless fights were brewing. Monks discussed the Dharma and fought for who was the ancestral lineage of Buddhism.
Then sticks and fists crossed each other, and amid the sound of Buddhist chants, the weapons collided and exploded into brilliant and clear glass fire.
The flames continued to flow upwards, wrapping around the young man's side, like a river with new branches spreading to one side.
In the spreading, blazing flames, there is a towering city, men and horses galloping like thunder, and music playing the zither, praising the prosperous times.
There was also sword energy flying everywhere, and the energy of the Human Emperor dissipated. The Human Emperor was furious, and lost the original ritual that he wanted to use to achieve the aura of the ancient Human Emperor. As a result, the rest of the human race and small countries all had rebellious hearts in their hearts, and they were preparing for war, wanting to compete in the Central Plains. Some people wearing black armor and holding weapons shouted angrily to kill the enemy, and they used chopping and slashing moves to cut off the table with a scroll on it.
The scroll fell to the ground, and there was a scroll of mountains and rivers. Suddenly, this scroll of thousands of mountains, rivers, and the country was burning in flames.
Fire burns everything.
In the flames, the scene of prosperity and joy in the human world just now turned into a scene of monsters drinking and laughing loudly.
A great sage from the demon country has set foot on the highest level.
As they climbed up the ladder, they heard angry shouts and a burly old man stood up from the fire.
One of them held a spear, and the other held a long-handled sword. Their weapons clashed violently, and the sound was as loud as thunder.
Then his body suddenly rose up and became thousands of feet high. In the endless flames, the two weapons suddenly crossed each other, exploding into arcs of light. Then in the firelight, the old man suddenly raised his hand and a seal flew out. The seal circled in the void and seemed to rush into the sky, and time became more ancient, as if it had returned to the past.
There seemed to be traces of the past on the seal, and the sound of clanging weapons.
I saw a burly old man in armor fighting with a man in gorgeous clothes. The latter had the aura of the leader of all things. It was a fight between Emperor Dongyue and Emperor Gou Chen. There were also dragons and snakes rising from the land, the sea changing, and a woman raising her hand, and all things changed.
It is a fight between the Four Imperial Gods.
There was a shaking of Fengdu City, the submission of the King of Ghosts of all things, and an eerie and gloomy atmosphere.
The flames around him had unknowingly turned into a long river of flames. The scene shown by the river was filled with countless fights and troubled times, and all this fighting spirit gathered on the body of the young Taoist. Qi Wuhuo held the long handle of an unknown weapon and felt the vibration of the object, its aura, its anger, and its high will to fight.
The young Taoist slowly pulled out the object, which eventually turned into a spear, with wisps of fire still lingering on the tip of the spear.
Finally, it turned into a picture, in which a young Taoist priest, wearing a blood-stained Taoist robe and exuding both a disheveled and otherworldly aura, and the Northern Purple Star Emperor were looking at each other. It was the young Taoist priest who resisted the Northern Emperor's order.
For some reason, the young Taoist understood what the images emerging from the flames represented.
This is the ritual!
This body has led to countless wars and fights, this body has rebelled against order, and this body has walked on the righteous path.
Finally, they rebelled against the order of Emperor Ziwei in the identity of stars.
Chose the path of fighting and killing.
And it is not a choice made for the purpose of completing the ritual.
Only then can the last step be completed.
Qi Wuhuo also knew what was in front of him, and said, "So the power I borrowed before was yours..." The weapon whistled slightly, as if in response, and Qi Wuhuo had a feeling that the ritual had been completely completed, and he only had one last step left. He only needed to reach out and grasp the object to imprint his soul.
Then you can embark on the path of the Fire Star Lord, and with the help of the power of the stars, you can improve your cultivation at an extremely fast speed.
Perhaps it would only take a few hundred years to overcome many levels, become a True Lord, hold the True Fire Flag, and achieve the honorable position of the Five Stars. Yun Zhiyi and Zhinu are now only the Twenty-Eight Star Lords, one level lower than the Five Stars. Even so, they have gone through thousands of years of practice.
The young Taoist reached out his hand and stroked the weapon, saying thank you, "Thank you very much."
"Unfortunately, I can't accept it."
Having completed the highest standard of rituals, Qi Wuhuo had no intention of holding the object and transforming into the God of Fire.
That will restrict and confuse your own path.
Having read all the paths and walked in his own path, Qi Wuhuo still remembered the farthest direction his teacher had pointed out for him, so he had no obsession at all with this honorable position that was within his reach. The seal of the Fire Star Honorable Position on the weapon whistled slightly, as if conveying that his upper limit would not be just the Star Lord.
【May be the emperor】
【Or Tianzun】
It shows one picture after another, all of which are of young Taoists, some wearing Taoist robes, controlling thousands of flames; some wearing armor, a battle robe, holding a blazing flag of thousands of fires, with countless heavenly soldiers and generals standing in submission behind them, with a magnificent aura. Each picture points to the ultimate status of Huo Yao, which is amazing, admirable and shocking.
The young Taoist looked at these quietly, and then asked gently:
"Then can you let me walk side by side with my teacher?"
Then the Fire Flag and the Seal stopped.
Here, in the dream, the young Taoist did not hide his origins from the star spirit.
So, they know who the teacher is pointing at.
The Fire Flag and the Seal seemed to be stunned by these words.
The young Taoist in front of him recalled the scene when he broke through [Breath Concentration] and saw his teacher walking in front of him. No matter how fast he walked, leaned forward, or rushed, his teacher was always there, neither hurried nor slow, and he could never close the distance at all. The young man looked at the two magic weapons calmly and said:
"People in this world practice Taoism to achieve longevity, to cultivate themselves, and to seek freedom."
"My ambition is greater than theirs."
The young Taoist smiled and said, "Perhaps, it is also smaller."
"I just feel that the teacher's back is very lonely."
"I want to walk up to him and tell him."
"The disciple is here."
Then the aura of Fire Star's status and weapon weakened a little.
This is a dream, a dream of the primordial spirit. The young Taoist simply sat cross-legged here, and a table naturally appeared in front of him. He sat opposite to the table, as if to invite the two magic weapons and the seal to sit down. The two weapons naturally would not have such a reaction and ability, but the young Taoist still treated them as objects for communication, and said:
"So, it's not that I'm arrogant, or I'm pretending not to accept it."
“Because there are things I really want to do.”
"My teacher has shown me the longest road, so I know the direction. I will not stop halfway, nor will I choose to inherit anyone's path. I may be a demon in the Arctic Exorcism Institute, a mountain god in the Earth God, or a teacher in the Qin King's courtyard, [but these are me, I am not them]."
The Fire Seal and the Divine Weapon trembled in response, their consciousness was confused yet ancient.
The young Taoist smiled and said, "If I live in a wealthy place, I will act like a wealthy person. If I live in a poor place, I will act like a poor person. If I live in an exorcist's house, I will be a demon. If I live on the ground, I will be a god. If I live in Fangcun Mountain, I will be a real person. When I walk in the world, I am a human being. However, if I take these out separately, none of them is me."
"I am Qi Wuhuo, and only Qi Wuhuo."
"The rest of my identities are just like the clouds in the sky; they come and go, rolling and uncertain, but they are just clouds, not the sky; the identity of the **demon can belong to someone else, and the seal of the earth god can also belong to someone else. To me, they are just a cloud in the sky, and I will never give up myself because of them."
"Just as you cannot call clouds the sky, you cannot call those external identities me."
The two magic weapons responded to their own doubts. The young Taoist had a pure spirit. The two objects were a wisp of soul that fell into his soul. He knew the meaning of it. "Well, you ask why?"
The young Taoist smiled, thought for a moment, and stretched out his hand, as if holding up these identities, but his expression was calm, and his tone was gentle: "Because."
"In the sky and on the ground."
"Throughout the ages."
"I am alone."
…
In Fengdu City.
After calming the suspicion of the seventy-two chief officials and restoring the original order of Fengdu, the exhausted ancient hero, the Central Ghost Emperor, finally had a short respite and returned to his residence, closing his eyes and thinking. But after pondering for a long time, he always felt that he should try again. How could he be fooled just this once? !
It can be tried on a certain level.
A test that can test his background but will not lead to a complete break-up.
The Central Ghost Emperor is at the level of a Great Emperor. He is wary of the Northern Emperor, but he also knows that the Emperors and True Lords under the Northern Emperor's command are all wary of him. This is the fear and hesitation that exists on both sides. In fact, both sides are unwilling to take action. In such a balance of power, Zhou Qi decides to test it again to find out how powerful this young Taoist is.
He made up his mind, and so he led a soul and practiced the method of [Transformation into Freedom]. A wisp of his self separated, and his body flashed, transforming into a ghost god. He was wearing black armor, and was able to control the dark wind and clouds. He rode on the clouds and mist, and came towards the young Taoist's soul with great momentum. He flew into his soul in just a moment.
The ease with which it was done actually made the Central Ghost Emperor somewhat suspicious.
The primordial spirit has not changed and is not yet pure yang.
Has this person not yet become an immortal?
Then there was a click.
If he is not an immortal, how can he perform such magnificent moves? Could it be that this person is setting a trap? !
This person already knew that I would come here to test him.
So it was intentional?!
No, it is also possible that the other party did this on purpose, creating confusion here, deliberately doing this to scare me away. This would prove that the other party is indeed just relying on some strange moves to intimidate me, and is empty itself, just doing things that rely on the power of others to bully others!
No matter what, even if you have to give up this evil thought, you have to figure out whether this person is real or not!
The moves can be faked, but the foundation cannot.
He turned into a stream of light and walked away.
But he saw the young Taoist sitting with his back to him, his black hair slightly fluttering, and he seemed weak.
A hint of cruel murderous intent flashed in the Ghost Emperor's eyes.
I immediately realized something was wrong!
He instantly became aware of the flames around him, and felt the brutality and grandeur. Two completely different auras of flames entangled Qi Wuhuo. The familiar yet unfamiliar aura made the Ghost Emperor's pupils shrink, especially when he saw the auras of the Human Emperor, the Great Sage, the Buddha, and even Gou Chen and Hou Tu in these flames.
The Central Ghost Emperor's mood suddenly surged with huge waves!
The Fire Seal conveys an immense desire.
After the young Taoist explained his own Taoism, the seal and the magic weapon were filled with a burning feeling.
They have received the reverse improvement from Qi Wuhuo when he was walking on the Tao, and have achieved a leap in the status of Fire Star, so they are eager for the young Taoist in front of them to pave their way further, so after hesitating, they convey a special emotion.
There is no need to inherit the position of Fire Star.
Instead, control the power of Fire.
Although this would prevent Qi Wuhuo from obtaining the power and body of Fire Deity in his cultivation, it would no longer affect the path of the young Taoist. At this moment, Qi Wuhuo had already felt the Ghost Emperor's probing behind him. He had originally planned to intimidate him with the Dongyue Seal, but now it seemed that he had a more suitable choice.
The young Taoist thanked quietly for the seal and weapons, then stood up.
As he stood up, he stretched out his hand and grasped the spear floating in the air.
Clasp your fingers together.
boom!!!
The flames suddenly rose up and burned fiercely!
Every previous scene, the struggle for the Buddhist kingdom, the rituals of the great saint, and even the war eight thousand years ago, were all burning fiercely, and then suddenly collapsed, condensed, and turned into wisps of flames. Countless flames suddenly gathered on the spear and turned into a roll of dark red battle flag, which suddenly rolled up, emitting a fierce sound.
The flames dissipated and fell on Qi Wuhuo's body, leaving traces of flames on his sleeves.
A trace of burning flame appeared between the eyebrows of the young Taoist priest, and the red flame spread to the back. His hair turned into golden red and was tied with a golden crown. He held a gun in his right hand, and countless golden red flames gathered on his right arm, turning it into a brocade battle robe. His left arm was made of armor with flames. He clenched his five fingers together and turned them suddenly. The big flag fluttered, and he could already command the energy of all fires.
It is already the star god body of the Fire God.
The armor was shining, the battle robe was flaming, and the last flames passed by the corners of his eyes, making two golden-red shadows appear in the corners of his eyes, adding three points of nobility to his appearance. His eyes were calm, but behind him he controlled thousands of fires. The Ghost Emperor watched him stand up, looked at the armor and robe on his body, and looked at the table and tea behind the young Taoist, which were obviously prepared for a long time in advance.
Seems to be waiting to entertain guests.
The young Taoist looked at the Ghost Emperor in front of him and said, "Zhou Qi..."
"You."
"Why are you so late?"
The Central Ghost Emperor’s expression froze.