Body fire is more dangerous than imagined.

In the sixty-four-carrying sedan chair of the God King's Fengchan ceremony, the burning red flames were licking Qi Lung's bones almost all the time.

Whenever the skin and flesh on the bones show signs of growth, this kind of flame will spit out countless tongues of fire and engulf the skin and flesh.

The black fire on the surface of the skin and the dragon shadow in the body resisted at the same time, protecting the bones of the whole body.

Dragon Vein and Burning God's Brutal Flame, the former uses its huge essence to keep the skeleton alive, while the latter is attached to the outer layer of the flame, absorbing the huge heat brought by the body-burning fire.

There was an eagle cry that shook the sky, and a golden eagle as tall as a man soared down from the sky and landed directly on the top of the sedan.

Everyone else knew that this extremely majestic-looking giant eagle was the Marquis's new pet.

The golden-winged roc stared at the sedan with its anthropomorphic eyes, and said to itself: "This is the last unicorn fruit. If you can't seal the body-burning fire, you have to give up this body, and the price will be too high."

On the eagle's claws, a ring flashed with black light, and a bright red fruit shot into the curtain. It was stirred by the fire and turned into a ball of blood, which was sprinkled all over the body of the skeleton. Suddenly, a flesh film slowly grew on the surface of the skeleton.

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'The troubles of the human body are all a house of fire, and all sentient beings are born, old, sick and die, sad and distressed, their teeth are darkened by ignorance, and suffer from the fire of the three poisons; they are also suffering from the five desires for wealth and gain, poverty and hardship, love and separation, resentment and hatred, and harm.

Add firewood to it. In such suffering, sentient beings are not involved in it. They are happy to play without realizing it. They do not seek liberation. They are running east and west in this house of fire in the human world. Although they suffer great suffering, they do not think it is trouble.'

'According to the memory of the Death Monk, burning one's body in a fire is to temper the human spirit in the fire, beat it continuously, and sublimate all the grudges, hatreds, life and death interests, condense a little divinity, and then become a demigod.

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'However, this requires extremely terrifying energy, and my severely injured body is like a broken house, with leaks and fire everywhere. It is difficult for me to be a paper framer.'

'Demon seeds are not afraid of fire. I hid my seriously injured soul in it, which is fine. And the method of planting demons in the Buddha's heart has the miraculous effect of reversing nature and can regenerate the body. But once the flame rises, unless divinity is born

, otherwise it would be impossible to extinguish it. This is the experience of countless masters who were burned alive.'

Although Qi Long appears calm on the surface, only he understands the danger of his situation.

The power of body-burning fire is that it is the rule of heaven and earth, but the bad thing is that it is also bad because of the rules. At this time, the fire has become one with the whole body's spirit, I am in you, and you are in me.

separation.

And before his soul's injury healed, Qi Lung could not complete his promotion.

'Burn the body with fire, but even the Emperor's divine weapon can be forged——'

Qi Long's heart moved, who seemed to have said these words.

The Hyakki Night Walking Ring flashed, and a mechanical creature with only calf height appeared opposite the skeleton. It was rolled by the tongue of flames, and the gears in the eyeballs began to rotate with a buzzing sound.

"Tiangong Machinery 9527, reporting to you."

"After discovering the original fire No. 27, should we proceed with fusion and casting?"

"Do you want to proceed with fusion and casting?"

The Golden-winged Dapeng was stunned for a moment, then said humanly: "Yes."

"Do you want to proceed with fusion and casting?"

The little Tianqi guy stared straight at Qi Long's skeleton with his geared eyes, seemingly convinced that he was the owner.

The skeleton nodded slightly.

The little Tianqi Lao showed a smile like an anthropomorphic smile, and his two arms turned into two pairs of small hammers amidst the "click" and "click" sounds, and started to knock against the bones.

Strangely enough, as the hammer hammered, the fire began to slowly weaken.

'No, it's not that the fire has become weaker, but that this thing uses extremely advanced skills to seal the flames into the bones.'

"The bone density is insufficient, the bone density is insufficient, and special materials are needed to supplement it."

Xiao Tianqi Lao spoke quickly, and sure enough, the bright red flames tended to overflow from the cracks in the sternum.

"It requires special materials, one water-based divine bone, one earth-based divine bone, and three pots of strong liquor."

Fortunately, I just escaped from the Qi cage in the ghost court. There was not much, but there were many bones of all kinds. Soon, a bone of the Xuanming King and a bone of the Earth-Suppressing Dragon fell into the sedan.

As for the drinks, they were served quickly.

Xiao Tianqi Lao first drank the strong wine in one gulp, and then began to beat again, using the steel-wrapping method, but the level of sophistication was far superior to that of Qi Long, and even surpassed that of his master, Master Duan.

The small hammer that the arm turned into was made of unknown materials. The hard bones of the divine beast were shattered by the hammer, and then the fragments of the bones were hammered on the bones, as if they were being patched.

"You need three pieces of Jiaolong's forehead bones."

"We need a tail bone from the Earth-Suppressing Dragon."

"need……"

Thanks to the superb casting skills that far exceeded Qi Long's vision, the flames were actually sealed into the bones bit by bit, and the cracks and injuries on Qi Long's bones actually began to recover, at least on the surface.

And when Qi Lung operated the 'Buddha's Heart Demon Planting Technique', there was no obstacle at all. The skin, muscles and muscles began to recover bit by bit, and the outline of a living person gradually took shape.

In the end, 'Xue Baohou' regained his appearance again, although he looked like he had lost fifty pounds.

"This is--"

"Casting time, the final year, 4529, product: humanoid ossification, shelf life, one month, taboo: During this period, do not overuse this semi-finished product, as it may be scrapped."

"Who are you?" Qi Long was silent for a moment and said.

The iron plate on Xiao Tianqi's mouth made a "click" and "click" sound.

"I am Tianqi Lao. My predecessor was the Tiangong Division Tiangong Grand Mechanic under the jurisdiction of the Qin Supervisor of the Ancient Kingdom of Zhongwu, and my true body is the creation of the ancient Heavenly Court. This is my true body. You can call me Qi Lao, or

Mr. Qi."

"Why did you appear in the Ghost Courtyard?"

"Special Fire No. 43 was discovered and extracted. The extraction failed. The fuselage was damaged and the main body was separated."

Qi Lung scratched his eyebrows, not knowing what to say.

"According to Article 24 of the Tiangong Division, the Tiangong Grand Mechanic has an unshirkable responsibility for his own products. The humanoid bone can modify itself first, so don't worry about me."

After saying this, Xiao Tianqi Lao sat down on the ground, and the rotating gear in his eye sockets made a 'squeak' sound and stopped spinning. It looked like a strange, lifeless thing.

"It's...amazing."

Qi Long's eyes flashed with magic light, and the huge spiritual aura overflowed directly from the demon species, quickly filling the entire sea of ​​​​qi, and his spiritual tentacles swept across the body along the meridians.

'Sure enough, it is troublesome. Qi and blood are exhausted, muscles and muscles are severely damaged, essence is dried up, and souls are seriously injured. If these injuries were to happen to anyone, they would end up being disabled. Even a grandmaster would never be able to become a demigod again.'

Qi Long stirred up his energy, and a low thunder began to sound in his body, and he began to try to shake the bone marrow and various hematopoietic organs, renew the blood, and reunite the essence.

However, when the spiritual evil seeps into the bones, it suddenly feels like a pair of pokers being inserted into the brain.

The pain was so intense that Qi Long couldn't help but roar.

The pure steel handrail creaked as he forcefully tore it off.

"Product No. 2, as I said, you have a shelf life."

"General!"

"grown ups!"

"Nothing, keep going."

Qi Long drank the others away and panted for a long time before wiping his sweat and leaning on the back of the chair.

The powerful physical strength brought by the muscular development can be said to be the biggest gain of this trip.

As a price, there is an unstable bomb hidden in the body. Once it explodes, it will be difficult for gods to save it.

"A month," Qi Long murmured to himself.

"Call Mr. Jade."

"Yes, Lord Marquis."

Not long after, Mr. Feicui, who was dressed in green and looked like a middle-aged Confucian scholar, got on the sedan, bowed respectfully to Qi Lung, and said with some excitement:

"Master Hou, you are finally out of seclusion."

"Forget about gossiping. Let me tell you briefly what important things happened during the past few days when I was in seclusion."

"Back to the Marquis, not long after we left Chengtian Castle, civil strife broke out in Chengtian Castle. Cheng Tianji's sixth son, Cheng Siran, secretly led foreign troops into the castle and openly claimed that his eldest son, Cheng Sanlou, was the real murderer of his father. Now inside the castle,

Outside, they are already fighting together——"

'This must include the Seven Disasters of the Nation's Subjugation, Xing Wuguan's plan, and I'm afraid there are also traces of Zhong Yuxiu and Chongming'er. Chengtian Castle is a fortress in Guanzhong. One man is in charge of the gate, and the demigods are not open.'

"Next item."

"Several of your friends suddenly left without saying goodbye, but one of the women left you a letter."

Qi Lung took it and opened it, only to see a crooked line written on the letter.

'Weird grandson, ancestor, I have found a clue about my father. I will take the first step and I will play with you later when I have time.'

"General, there is another one who has left a knife for you."

Mr. Jade presented a sword with a long yellow handle. The sword swayed slightly with the light, like a leopard-shaped mythical beast grinding its teeth and sucking blood.

There is a long, thin crack on the blade.
To be continued...