Fix your sister's fairy

No one dared to move on the vast snowfield, just because the green flame was scorching like a heavenly immortal, the Qingxuan Venerable, the flame was dazzling and eye-catching, but it was also releasing a palpitating temperature all the time, and that true face was like being reborn from the fire, breaking and standing up!

What is Mother Fire?

The origin of fire, the ancestor of fire, and the king of all fires.

In the flames, she is invincible, the first, the supreme.

The mother fire has always been conceptualized in everyone's heart, no one tries to guess the form and color of the so-called final fire, just as mortals never dare to speculate on the appearance of the "immortal" who is high above, and now the Venerable Qingxuan said that she is refining the mother fire, even if this cyan flame is monstrous, with thousands of creatures in the snow field sacrificing the flame, but there are very few people who really believe that this green flame is the mother fire, just because people firmly believe that the mother fire only exists in legends, word of mouth.

But no matter what, the deterrence of the cyan flame still makes all the living beings palpitate, whether it is the mother fire or not, once it is refined, everyone present is more than lucky! And now, the Qingxuan Venerable seems to have refined this cyan flame, which can't help but make all the living beings tremble, their hands and feet are cold, and the strong people who killed the Qingxuan Venerable before are now repentant, but they still grit their teeth and are not ready to tie their hands and catch 700, but they don't dare to make a head bird, for fear that they will be burned to ashes in the next moment.

This caused no one to dare to move in the entire snowfield for a while, and even on the World Tree thousands of kilometers away, the creatures who had been fighting excessively stopped and looked at the woman in the green flames, they knew that if the situation really evolved in the worst direction, then no matter how desperate they tried, the twelve Heavenly Immortal Fruits hanging high on the branches of the World Tree would eventually have nothing to do with them.

What are you kidding, a phaseless period overhaul that has been refined into a terrifying green fire, facing a group of monks who have been suppressed by the rules of the world to below the ruins, it is simply a massacre, no one wants to die here meaninglessly, they are all the best in the original world, and they know how to advance and retreat.

And at this moment, all eyes converged on the green flame shadow.

Venerable Qingxuan closed her eyes, two traces of green flames jumped slightly in the corners of her eyes, her long hair was wrapped in green flames but did not burn, and the neon clothes on her body turned into green flames burned silently, and no one knew that she was not feeling the strength that skyrocketed after the success of fire refining, on the contrary, she was now passing the last important juncture of fire refining!

In the imagination of normal people, the irritable power of refining flames must be burning their bodies in flames at the last moment, and the momentum is just like a blazing fire burning the plains, burning the heavens and the earth, but the final refining juncture of the green flame is calm, as cold and silent as snow on the snow field.

Now is the most critical moment, and it is also the most vulnerable time for Venerable Qingxuan, even if it is a child, holding a knife can kill her, but fortunately, the strong people around him are still in doubt at the moment, and they did not seize the best opportunity to make a fatal blow, but they don't know how long this peace can last.

Venerable Qingxuan stood in the void in a dead silence, her consciousness was no longer here, but in an illusion of Qingyan's structure, this was Qingyan's last test.

The body of Qingyan is naturally the mother fire, and Venerable Qingxuan personally brought it out from the hell, and there is no half-decimation.

The mother fire is not actually cyan, the color of the mother fire, or its color before touching the carrier, is uncertain, and only after a creature obtains the mother fire, the mother fire is the color that the creature desires most.

The one who got the mother fire was Venerable Qingxuan, and the color of the fire was cyan.

The essence of the flame is to burn, and the essence of the mother flame is also completely revered for this, she will burn any matter and even spirit by the will of the manipulator, she can burn the invisible existence, she can burn the space and even... Time.

But first of all, the spirit of the manipulator must be very strong, and the mother fire must be different from other alien fires, that is, the mother fire cannot be completely tamed.

The meaning of not being tamed is that the person who refines the fire must always be at war against the backlash of the mother fire, and there will be no peace.

Compared to the rest of the fire, which only uses physical combustion to force the host to give up, the mother fire is the most aggressive, and she knows how to make a creature lose its guard from the bottom of her heart and be completely defeated.

And Venerable Qingxuan is undergoing the final tempering of the mother fire.

In the cyan flame wave, Venerable Qingxuan's consciousness wandered in the realm of nothingness, she knew that something was wrong, but she couldn't tell what was wrong, and gradually she forgot where she was, where she was going, and what situation she was in.

She was confused, so she opened her eyes.

The refreshing green pavement comes from the bamboo forest, and the bamboo sea is lined up, blown by the wind and floats like waves, and the summer sun spills in between the cracks in the bamboo leaves, falling patches of light on the soil.

"What are you thinking?"

Someone asked.

Qing Xuan found himself sitting in front of the bamboo house, with fragrant wood trays, tea cups, purple clay pots, and other tea utensils on the left side, with a little drop of water on them, as if they had just been used, and on her right Mo Yi looked at her with a cup of tea and smiled sideways.

This is the Lost Forest.

"No... What the. Venerable Qingxuan lowered his head and found that he was holding a cup of fragrant tea at some point, and there were few tea stalks floating on the water, and the fragrance of the tea made her feel real all the time.

Venerable Qingxuan glanced around, this place was indeed a lost forest, the cyan bamboo sea rippled like waves in the sun, every fallen leaf, every inch of soil, was the same as in her memory, but she inexplicably felt a sense of disobedience, feeling that she shouldn't be here, but she couldn't say why.

The Lost Trail is your home, why shouldn't you be here?

Venerable Qingxuan picked up the teacup with her left hand and put it in the tray, and at this time, her right hand was gently covered by the other hand, and the warmth was transmitted from the back of her hand to her whole body, and her body stiffened slightly, and then turned her head to look at the people around her.

"What's wrong? You're so strange today. Mo Yi gently held Venerable Qingxuan's hand and glanced at her strangely, then turned his head to look at the secluded bamboo forest in the sun: "Is there something on your mind?"

"Why?" Venerable Qingxuan looked down at her holding hand, and there was an indescribable feeling in her heart, as if she was satisfied, and it seemed to be warm, but it was more of a question.

"What why. Mo Yi took Venerable Qingxuan's hand and put it on his lap, he looked at the bamboo forest and said, "You are not usually like this, didn't you tell me that day that you have been staying here with me like this, living a quiet life that has nothing to do with the world?" "

Venerable Qingxuan paused, she turned her head to look at Mo Yi, her lips moved slightly as if she wanted to say something, the breeze blew through her but she didn't say that after all, she looked at the person who was smiling at her, the green intention in her eyes gradually floated, and then she looked sideways at the bamboo forest bustling in the summer breeze and nodded:

"Hmm. "_

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