The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

In the open world, Xia Tuo held the wooden stick in both hands and turned it on the dead wood. There were buzzing sounds, and he could clearly feel the warm feeling on the dead wood.

Drilling wood to make fire, according to the five elements' mutual generation and restraint, the Taoist rhyme of combining wood to make fire is a very simple truth for warriors.

Hum!

The wooden stick quickly rubbed against the dead wood under the palms of both hands, and a sliver of green smoke came out like hair, and then more and more green smoke began to rise at the place where the two dead trees rubbed.

The green smoke derives from the place where the dead wood rubs, and it gives Xia Tuo a tingling sensation like a thorn piercing the palm of his hand. This feeling comes from friction and heat generated by the friction of dead wood. There is a burning sensation.

can!

The appearance of this feeling made Xia Tuo's eyes brighten. According to the old god, the divine fire in the illusory world has an impact on the soul, and once it is ignited, it will cause damage to the soul.

The feeling at the moment is hot, like being burned. Doesn't this mean that his method of drilling through woods to make fire is feasible.

At this point, Xia Tuo moved faster, holding the wooden stick in both hands, digging into the dead wood below, and the temperature began to rise gradually.

Hum!

Finally, when the scorching heat reached a certain level, where the dead wood rubbed, a little spark burst out of the blue smoke, and the sparks were little by little, but in Xia Tuo's eyes, it was as dazzling as a meteor.

A little spark pierced through the blue smoke, splashed up, and landed on his palm. In an instant, a tingling pain made Xia Tuo's soul feel in a trance.

boom!

A little spark can start a prairie fire, and the spark falls on the palm of his hand, and his quasi-primary body trembles suddenly, and a ray of illusory flame directly rises.

The flame showed a slightly illusory blue light, like a group of beating elves, which made Xia Tuo unable to react. The illusory flame had spread all over his body.

The quasi soul was ignited by the flame, and Xia Tuo suddenly turned into a big torch. His soul power was like kerosene. It burned and the sacred fire entered the body. At the critical moment, if the sacred fire could not be controlled, there would only be one end, playing with fire and burning himself.

Xia Tuo wasn't fully prepared for it. He had just tried to make a fire, but he didn't expect a spark to give himself a point.

The burning tingling from the divine fire directly manifests in the deepest part of the soul, and there is no way to hide, and you can feel that every inch of your soul is suffering from the intense fire.

He forced his own will, sat down cross-legged, and moved towards the sacred fire. In this case, the more you fear the fire, the more violent the sacred fire will become.

I think back then, fire, as the kind of fire for the inheritance of civilization, the earliest ancient ancestors were extremely afraid of thunder and fire from the sky, and even thought it was the anger of the gods, which originated from the fear of fire in the blood.

And all the awe stems from the fear of the unknown. Now fire has been controlled by the human race, and various flame avenues have even been derived, so we have a deep understanding of fire.

At this moment, Xia Tuo's mental thoughts clung to his body, seeming to be a cyan flame spreading all over his body, but his own spiritual platform was clear. After a brief period of panic, he had recovered his peace.

So here comes the problem.

Why is the sacred fire he brought out in blue?

According to the old Shenhou's point, Shenhuo should be illusory and transparent.

It is difficult because of the reason of drilling wood to make fire.

As the sacred fire was circulating, Xia Tuo felt the surface of his quasi-prime divine body, the originally smooth and crystal-clear body, began to dry and crack gradually, just like the cracked bark of an old tree, under the burning of the flame, it cracked The old skin was burned into black smoke by the flame, and it floated out.

Immediately afterwards, he also found that after being burned by the sacred fire, after the old skin was burned, what was left was a new and tender crystal body, showing a round and smooth.

Feeling this kind of scene, he relaxes slightly, and the flames drawn by drilling wood for fire can temper his soul.

The five-step tempering of the primordial spirit by Pidijing means that the soul is transformed five times, just like the transformation of a python. After repeated molting, it gradually turns into a dragon and soars into the sky.

As the thoughts flowed, Xia Tuo tried to control the divine fire. After all, once the divine fire was ignited slightly accidentally, it would completely burn his soul.

Soul is the most mysterious place of warriors. Refining requires a gradual process. Otherwise, how to take it in five steps. There is no doubt that it is unrealistic to quench the soul to perfection in one fell swoop. It is easy to play with fire and self-immolate. This is a long process. Over the years, countless warriors gradually fumbled out through trial and error.

As the sacred fire burned, Xia Tuo noticed that he was showing a milky white halo on the surface of the soul that had been burned by the sacred fire.

When this kind of halo appeared all over his body, it indicated that his quasi-prime god promotion was completed and he had entered the first step of the yuan god realm.

The sacred fire rolled over the soul of the soul, and strands of black smoke rose, and the crystal surface of the soul body was rapidly dried, cracked, and exploded under the scorching of the sacred fire, and then burned into strands of black smoke, and then exposed the surface of the milky white halo.

After the sacred fire burned for a circle, it moved to the top of Xia Tuo's head, jumping like a sky lantern, the light flickering, as if it was going out.

Suddenly, Xia Tuo pulled out a subtle soul power from the primordial spirit, poured it into the sky lantern, and kept the divine fire burning. It was neither flaming nor extinguished, just hanging like this.

Once the sacred fire is extinguished, it must be re-ignited. Every time it is ignited is a burden for the soul, so it is necessary to keep the sacred fire indestructible, and also not to make the sacred fire flame too large.

The soul has the ability to withstand it. It has just taken a layer of skin. If it does not settle and settle, the soul is easily damaged.

This method was taught by the old god Hou, to pull away a trace of his soul, to keep the fire indestructible, and to wait for the next stage of transformation.

Slightly illusory, the sky fire glowing with blue light jumped on top of Xia Tuo's head, as if he was wearing a sky lantern.

Xia Tuo raised his arm and looked around, and saw that his whole body was showing a milky white halo. After working for so long, he was finally an advanced soul. With the transformations, the look of the soul will gradually grow. Transparent.

He got up and glanced at the two dead trees in front of him, thought slightly, grabbed it with his big hands and walked towards the suspended stone gate behind, but felt a crisis, as if some danger was about to come.

Cannot be taken out.

Then, he wanted to understand that the two pieces of dead wood could not bring out this space and time, and then he backed back, using force in his hand to crush the dead wood, especially the place where the wood was drilled to make fire, all of which were turned into slag. .

Drilling wood for fire is feasible, and it can be an experience. As a way to ignite sacred fire, although the reason is simple, it separates too many people.

Sometimes things are like this, and when you understand it, you can see through it at a glance.

He hadn't done anything magnanimously without leaving a name, not to mention a way to help open up a realm of promotion. After thinking about it, Xia Tuo destroyed the dead wood.

Immediately after that, he stepped out of the suspended stone gate and reappeared in his spiritual world.

boom!

At the same time, in the old god Houdong Mansion, a vast spiritual thought suddenly exploded, sweeping in all directions, and the birds and beasts in the mountains suddenly screamed and screamed.

In the cave, Xia Tuo's body was filled with illusory blue flames, sweeping through his body, and the sacred fire acted on the soul and did not harm the body.

The sacred fire swept through his body, but it gave Xia Tuo a feeling of baptism. At this moment, he felt that his perception became more acute, and his sense of Tao Yun in the void became clearer. With his eyes closed, a little Tao Yun floated. before.

After a while, the old god Hou quietly appeared in front of Xia Tuo, feeling the aura on Xia Tuo, frowning first, and then unfolding.

This is the first time he has seen the cyan divine fire, but the world is vast, and the mystery is endless. He is only a small god, and he is still a top power in the border and wasteland. But looking at the nine regions of the wasteland, the vastness of the void, Not much.

"Unexpectedly, you found Shenhuo so quickly and completed the transformation of the soul in one time."

There was a warm color in the eyes of the old god, and he was very happy that Xia Tuo could transform the soul at one time, the soul, the law, and the next step is to find the spiritual creature that builds the small world. Once the spiritual creature enters the body, then It is equivalent to stepping into the door to the ground.

Generally speaking, many warriors transform the soul, in order to prevent the soul from causing irreparable trauma to the soul, they will transform the soul in several times, perhaps three or five times, or more.

Take him as an example. Now that the second stage of the primordial spirit refines and refines the gods, I don’t know how many times I have induced the gods to temper in the past few years. Unfortunately, every time I fail, I have a strong induction. , Will eventually be lost in spirit.

Lack of opportunity, exhaustion of potential, and weak luck make the Yuanshen Yin Divine Realm far away in the foreseeable future, stuck in the third step of creating a realm like a chasm, and cannot advance any inch.

Xia Tuo's chances were really good. He entered the world of illusory sacred fire, but found the sacred fire within a few days and suddenly transformed into the soul.

"Since the metamorphosis of the primordial spirit is complete, let's settle for a few days and handle the family affairs. There are still many things that need to be undertaken with you."

The old Shenhou turned and walked outside the cave. His voice sounded and said: "This time the monsters invaded, more than a million miles in the south of the Northwest Territory, and more than 80% of the tribes were slaughtered by the monsters. Tens of millions of humans. The descent turned into an injustice.

Those who dominate the living cannot forget the dead. As the helm of the luck of the northwest land, you have to live and appease these wronged souls. This is about your tribe's stable foothold in the northwest land."

Hearing the sound, Xia Tuo's faith moved, and he only felt a dizzy sensation sweeping over him. In a daze, he saw black air rising above the purple world, and the lingering black air weaved into a dense net and fell towards him. Come.

Resentment!

At this point, he realized that this was the resentment of the human blood who had died in the hands of the demon clan, and he was unwilling to fall to the demon hand.