Shang Ning looked at the flames around him, touched his beard and said, "Although the colors of the three flames in this slurry are close, they are a bit complicated, not pure gray, dark gold, and white. Although these flames are of not low level, they should be strange fires that someone decomposed from these three heavenly flames. Only this strange fire can coexist in such a balance. If there is a heavenly flame inside, all the flames around will be swallowed by this heavenly flame and will not be left."

When Zhang Hao heard that his spiritual power was attached to his eyes, he carefully watched the various fire seeds around him.

Although the colors of various flames can be distinguished at a glance, they contain impurities but need to be carefully watched. After careful look, they will find that the yellow fire contains mottled black and gray colors, while the black fire contains subtle and complex red colors, which is indeed not a pure color.

According to the method of distinguishing flames taught by Shang, Zhang Hao roughly understood the grade of the flames here. Most of the flames are intermediate, the lowest quality is sixth grade, and most of the flames are flames above the sixth grade.

For alchemy, the highest elixir that can be refined by water refining is only five grades, which is extremely rare.

But if there are fire above the sixth grade, you can use the fire refining method to refine intermediate sixth grade elixirs. If the intermediate elixirs can be refined in large quantities by disciples in the sect, it will be a large number of crystal stones for Zhang Hao.

There are several ways to collect flames in the Secret Book of Heavenly Dragons. When Zhang Hao collects the White Jade Plate Dragon Palace underground, he occasionally practices it, which is just right now.

Use both hands to draw, and seal with ten fingers.

The spiritual consciousness is unfolded, and the spiritual power is as silk.

Zhang Hao concentrated on feeling the leaping flames around him.

These flames were swallowed up and down, and their spiritual sense quietly covered the flames. Various emotions like humans were conveyed from the flames, some irritable, some restrained, some implicit, some feminine, and some quiet.

Zhang Hao patiently felt it, and his body and mind entered a mysterious state.

A ball of flames in the center of the slurry was mixed and mottled. The flame was not very popular. The flame wrapped around a small man, an extremely subtle little fire man. Although the small fire man was small, he had all the internal organs, and both limbs and facial features were lifelike.

Zhang Hao was slightly shocked and focused on exploring, but found that the villain inside opened his eyes and an obscure and ancient spiritual thought was passed into Zhang Hao's mind.

"My name is Xiaohuo! My name is Xiaohuo!"

The tender voice of a baby was quietly heard into Zhang Hao's ears.

The voice was a little joyful, a little timid and worried, and a hint of curiosity.

This little fire is interesting! Zhang Hao was a little excited and thought to communicate with his spirit: "Do you know how to refine elixirs?"

The obscure and ancient spiritual thoughts conveyed Xiaohuo's voice: "No!"

"Will you refining the weapon?" Zhang Hao asked in disappointment.

"No!" Xiaohuo's voice was still tender and as tender as a baby, but it made him a little disappointed in Zhang Hao's ears.

"Wasted fire!" Zhang Hao cursed with his spirit, thinking in his heart, what did I do with a flame that can't refine weapons or alchemy?

But this little fire has an inexplicable attraction to him.

"Small fire is not a waste fire!" The obscure and ancient spiritual thoughts came over again, and there was a sour grievance in the voice.

Zhang Hao smiled helplessly and thought to himself, isn’t this just a little brat who hasn’t grown up? Why are he competing with her?

While thinking about the fact that he was about to withdraw his spiritual sense that was attached to the flame, he heard a burst of grievance cry.

"Wuwu...wuwu...wuwu...Little fire is not a waste fire!"

"Why are you crying? I said you are a waste fire, will you become a waste fire?" Zhang Hao said with anger.

But this Huo Ling, named Xiaohuo, didn't buy it, and she cried endlessly. The grievance and crying like a baby passed into Zhang Hao's ears, making him feel indescribable.

"What do you want? What do you want? You said?" Zhang Hao asked with a tangled mind.

Feeling the sound conveyed by Zhang Hao a little angry, Xiaohuo finally stopped crying and said with some grievance: "I want to leave here, I want to find my father and mother!"

"Looking for my father and mother, is it related to me? Does this little fire treat her place as a nursery?" Zhang Hao asked himself suspiciously.

But he recalled Xiaohuo's aggrieved crying again. Judging from his pitiful appearance, it would be a bit unkind if he let go of this.

A poor child wants to find his father and queen, what an unbearable reason for her mother!

Zhang Hao sighed while sighing, Alas...

He shouted helplessly in his heart: "I still want to go back to Earth!"

But if this is said, Xiaohuo's thinking is incomprehensible, so he said with his spirit: "You look for your father and mother, I don't think I can help you. I was wrong just now and I shouldn't scold you, so don't be sad!"

Zhang Hao comforted Xiaohuo gently. Just as he was about to check other flames, he heard Xiaohuo say:

"Brother, you are so nice? Take Xiaohuo away from here! Xiaohuo has no relatives or friends here. I have been here alone for three hundred years. Brother, you are the first person to talk to Xiaohuo!"

Zhang Hao listened to this, "Brother, you are so nice!"

I almost fell into the slurry. This little thing had a very simple mind.

But this little fire can't refine alchemy or weapons. If she had collected her, she would probably not be able to recycle another flame for the time being, which would be useless for her cultivation.

Thinking of this, Zhang Hao asked with some hopelessness: "Xiaohuo, tell your brother, what do you know?"

"Xiaohuo can sleep!" This time Xiaohuo's voice no longer seemed aggrieved, but a little pride.

"Sleep! Zhang Hao smiled bitterly and repeated. When will this become a kind of ability?

Xiaohuo did not hear Zhang Hao's tone wrong, but stood in the flames and nodded heavily.

Seeing Xiaohuo happy as if she was a child, Zhang Hao felt helpless. He decided to reason with Xiaohuo, so that she could stop taking her away.

"Xiaohuo, my brother is just a low-level cultivator. My brother is very busy every day. In order to improve his cultivation, he must refine alchemy and make himself stronger. You can't refine weapons or alchemy. It's not convenient for me to take you with me, because my brother will be chased and killed, which will be very dangerous!"

Xiaohuo listened to Zhang Hao saying a lot of things.

He tilted his little head and pondered for a while before he said with his spirit: "Xiaohuo can't refine alchemy. Refining weapons. If you teach me, I can learn it! Xiaohuo is very smart, Xiaohuo is definitely not a waste fire!"

Looking at Xiaohuo's serious appearance, Zhang Hao couldn't help but smile, thinking that Xiaohuo is quite revengeful.

Just as he was about to continue teasing this little fire, he heard Shang Yiyan cursing indignation: "You bastard, you are so lucky and so ungrateful! The cultivator asked a innate fire spirit who was not fully sane to refine weapons and elixirs!"

After saying that, he snorted coldly and disappeared.

I……

When Zhang Hao heard this, his mind was shocked. The innate fire spirit opened his mouth and wanted to speak. He suddenly realized that his thinking had been in a misunderstanding. He regarded this small fire as a person, not a fire.

Most of the high-grade fires are unconscious flames, while this small fire is a spiritual object. The elixir is done by the cultivator himself. Just now, she conveyed her spiritual thoughts to herself and treated her as a human being. All this is because of her fixed thinking pattern in her previous life!

Thinking of this, he laughed silently and said with his spirit: "Brother Xiaohuo will take you out of here soon!"

"Okay! OK!" Xiaohuo clapped his little hands excitedly.

Zhang Hao bit his fingers and flew around, and an ancient symbol was emitted from the void.

The spiritual consciousness controls the essence and blood to fall into the symbol. The essence and blood to fall into the symbol, and then spread to dye the symbol of the gathering of spiritual power into a blood-red color.

Xiaohuo, hurry up and enter your brother’s Fire Depression Talisman, otherwise this Talisman will disappear.

This is the first time that Zhang Hao has used the Fire-Calling Talisman Array in the Secret Book of the Heavenly Dragon, and he is a little unfamiliar.

When Xiaohuo heard that his body curled up, all the flames rising around his body were put into his body, turning into something like a flame totem and flew into the symbols drawn by the essence and blood.

As soon as the little fire fell into the symbol, it absorbed the spiritual energy, essence and blood in the symbol completely.

When Zhang Hao saw that he made several seals in his hand.

Seal! Introduce! Intro!

Zhang Hao said word by word.

After the last word "entering", the little fire turned into a flame totem, and suddenly it sank into Zhang Hao's forehead and entered the sea of ​​consciousness.

Only a flame totem was left at the center of Zhang Hao's forehead. The flame totem was dark golden brilliance, and the halo inside was flowing endlessly, as if flames were rising and falling, which made Zhang Hao's entire temperament instantly become extraordinary.
Chapter completed!