In Xia Ji's pores, the flames became more and more intense, and a cold flame grew three inches on the surface of the body, flowing quietly like waves.

And these flames are completely under his control and will not burn the robe.

Xia Ji looked at his hands, tentatively slid his power, and held his five fingers in a virtual grasp.

The flames in the palm of his palm suddenly rose up and turned into two balls of purple fire that were nearly half a foot high.

laugh...

The flames have not yet approached the curtains of the carriage.

The curtain actually burned directly.

Xia Ji thought, and the flame returned like life.

"Can you actually achieve this level of control?"

Xia Ji continued to experiment.

The swelling flames flowed out with his fingers, like a fire snake wrapping around the curtains of the carriage.

However, the magic is that fire is fire and curtains are curtains.

The fire flowed on the curtains, but did not ignite the curtains.

But this control force only exists for two or three seconds, and there is a state of out-of-control that tends to be unconcerned.

Xia Ji withdrew the flames in one thought.

The flames followed his pores and returned to his body like the tide of the sea.

Xia Ji breathed lightly and felt like he was getting stronger.

And in this world, only by becoming stronger silently can one be more free and easy.

Thinking of what happened in the past two days, he felt like he was dreaming.

"Xiaoxian, it's time to eat~~" A sweet shout from a little girl came from outside the car. This is a beautiful girl who has always pestered him in recent days.

The people in the convoy called this girl, Miss Wen, and Miss Wen likes to wear green skirts and speak in a coquettish voice.

In this era of rampant monsters and chaotic bandits, it is already very good for refugees to eat, while Taoist priests like Xia Ji are particularly popular. Although food is rare, they are definitely indispensable.

For some reason, his appearance has a nearly bug-like attraction to women, and he will be welcomed wherever he goes. He can be described as a male public enemy.

Xia Ji responded when he heard this.

He lifted the curtain and walked down.

Outside the car, the girl in green skirt was shaking her hands, and her ponytails were also shaking.

When the little girl saw him walking out, she couldn't help but smile.

She was about to meet her, but somehow suddenly her smile froze. Then she exclaimed, stopped moving forward, and then retreated two steps back in a shrunk.

Xia Ji looked at her for no reason and said strangely: "What's wrong?"

The little girl squeezed her eyes desperately, then opened her eyes to Xia Ji, as if she wanted to see him clearly.

She was stunned.

After a few breaths, I calmed down and said in my heart, "This is the young fairy's elder" to convince myself.

Then he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Little Fairy, I'm rude... I must have read it wrong~~"

Xia Ji asked: "What did you see wrong?"

Perhaps it was just after the practice, his voice unconsciously exuded a strange coldness, which was a bit extremely oppressed to ordinary people.

The little girl suddenly became nervous again. Xia Ji's simple words put a lot of pressure on her, making her feel that she would die.

She suddenly turned around like a frightened deer, ran away like a frightened deer.

Xia Ji was inexplicably confused.

After a while, the team leader then took some dry food and ran over to apologize, saying that Miss Wen might be in a bad condition recently.

But Xia Ji could feel that the owner of the convoy was actually looking at him, observing him, and trying to see him clearly.

He felt a little strange in his heart, but he didn't say much, just ate dry food silently.

After returning to the carriage, he took out a bronze mirror.

In a moment, the Great Sun True Yuan and the Majestic Gang Qi were driven.

In this way, the flame pillars of the earth soared into the sky were born from his body, and then drilled out from many pores, turning into three inches of flames covering his body.

And at this moment... he looked at the bronze mirror again.

In the mirror, there was a face bathed in the light purple flame, and a pair of deep and burning eyes appeared in the mirror world, looking at him quietly.

Xia Ji himself felt a strange oppression, as if the devil was watching him.

"this..."

"yes..."

Xia Ji was stunned for a while, pondered and said suddenly: "This must be an improved version of Samadhi True Fire... Well, it must be."

...

...

The journey is boring.

But for Xia Ji, this is nothing.

He spent most of his time practicing in the car every day, and only a few times he went out were eating or helping the convoy solve the possibility of monsters.

The water monsters I killed before, the dragon contributed a lot of life essence to him.

These true life essences are constantly transforming his meridians.

In just one or two days, his Ren and Du meridians completely "evolved".

And now, his eight extraordinary meridians have also begun to evolve rapidly.

In short... his meridians no longer look like humans.

However, who can see the meridians in the body?

The Great Sun True Yuan, which had originally burned the meridians, can now fully withstand the burning of the Scarlet Sun True Yuan.

"The Wuliang Heavenly Lord is truly a supporting Taoist Dharma... It really complements each other."

Xia Ji lifted the curtain and felt the scorching sun outside the window, and the purest ray of sunshine turned into true energy... into his body.

This is not the Great Sun True Energy that humans can bear at all, but it has become an energy that can flow in his body, flowing naturally like blood.

Xia Ji vaguely felt that from now on, he would be much better than himself at night under the scorching sun at noon.

Because there is no sun at night, after using up the Great Sun True Energy stored in his body, he can only use the Gangqi.

And under the scorching sun, he can use the hot power in the world endlessly and endlessly to squander.

...

In a blink of an eye, seven or eight days have passed.

The convoy had also bypassed the severely affected area of ​​Qiantang Water Demon, and turned back from the south and headed towards Fengming Mountain City.

When he arrives in Fengming Mountain City, he will part ways with the convoy.

Xia Ji found that the little girl who loved talking to him before suddenly stopped coming.

Many people looked at him with a slight fear.

Every time the team leader sent dry food.

He asked, and it was three days away from the mountain city.

It was better for three days, at least his mood had calmed down a lot.

What's wrong with Taoist priests killing monsters?

No matter how many kills, it is not wrong.

So is there any problem?

As for what I am excited about... it should be rare, right?

This is not a question of whether one is killing or not, but one is thinking too much.

This was considered an anxiety disorder in the previous life.

Xia Ji figured it out.

As for the people in the convoy who are afraid of themselves, it is entirely because of his cultivation.

He kept thinking so.

Until this night...

He practiced cross-legged.
To be continued...