I asked you to go down the mountain and get married, not to shock the world!

"No need to thank me," Su Hongzhen waved his hand, his eyes filled with expectation. "Do you know why I'm passing on the next volume to you now?"

Mingchuan shook his head.

"Because when you fought with Luo Yang today, you have touched the threshold of the true meaning of fire." Su Hongzhen said lightly.

He walked up to the Burning Sky Crystal and lightly tapped it with his fingertips. The crystal immediately emitted a dazzling light, illuminating the entire cave like daylight.

"This Burning Heaven Crystal contains the insights of our sect's successive masters into the Fire Spirit. Calm yourself and try to resonate with it."

Mingchuan sat down cross-legged as instructed, placed the second volume of "Burning Heaven Art" on his knees, closed his eyes and concentrated on feeling it.

The fire spirit power emitted by the Burning Heaven Crystal was like a warm stream, slowly flowing into his limbs and bones, resonating with the spiritual power of the "Burning Heaven Art" in his body.

This feeling was so wonderful that his body couldn't help but tremble.

Gradually, he seemed to be in a boundless sea of ​​fire.

The flames leap, rise, and die out in a cycle, but they always carry an endless power.

He saw the founder of the sect attaining enlightenment in the depths of a volcano, saw Su Hongzhen's youth fighting bloody battles with demonic cultivators, and even saw the original Cang Ziang chasing fireflies in the mountains as a child...

To be honest, for some reason this last scene suddenly had a huge impact on him.

Mingchuan actually felt a little regretful...

These images flooded into my mind like a tide, but dissipated in an instant, leaving only the ultimate understanding of "fire".

It can be a destructive force that burns the sky and destroys the earth, or it can be a gentle energy that nourishes all things. The key lies in the person who controls it.

If there is even the slightest mistake, these flames will completely destroy the owner.

After realizing this, Mingchuan immediately adjusted his body and mind and was no longer affected by the regret in his heart.

Soon, he found the feeling and continued to stay on the right track.

After an unknown amount of time, Mingchuan suddenly opened his eyes, a flash of red light flashed in his eyes, and then he returned to calm.

He lowered his head to look at the second volume of "Burning Heaven Art" on his knees. The originally obscure text was now extremely clear!

The deductions of magic between the lines were engraved in my mind like a brand.

Seeing this, Su Hongzhen hurriedly asked anxiously, "How do you feel?"

Mingchuan took a deep breath, stood up and bowed, his tone full of genuine admiration.

"Disciple understands. The strength of fire does not lie in its force, but in its purity."

"Hahaha, what a great Yichun! You are even smarter than Su Yuze at that time!" Su Hongzhen clapped his hands happily.

"It seems you have grasped the essence of it. Now that this 'Burning Heaven Art' is in your hands, it has finally been preserved from dust."

He paused, his expression becoming serious. "Zi'ang, you are aware that the struggle between the righteous and the demonic is intensifying. Although our Qingcheng Yufa Sect is the dominant force, it also faces many challenges."

"Furthermore, our sect has a powerful enemy that is known to everyone... You have such talent, so you should take it as your responsibility to protect the sect and don't let your cultivation go to waste."

Seeing his serious eyes, Mingchuan felt touched suddenly.

But it was fleeting.

He suppressed the twitching corners of his mouth and feigned respect as he bowed to Su Hongzhen: "Yes, disciple knows! Master, don't worry, I will never bring disgrace to the sect!"

Su Hongzhen nodded with satisfaction, and told him some details of the technique before letting him leave.

It was already late at night when we walked out of the cave.

The mountain breeze blew his robes. Mingchuan looked down at the second volume of "Burning Heaven Art" in his hand, then touched the token of the chief sect leader on his waist, feeling mixed emotions.

He was stroking his chin, thinking about something, when the voice of the fallen dragon suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Are you wavering, kid? Calm down. Think about how many terrible things they've done before. How can they claim to be a reputable and upright sect just because they casually said a few nice words?"

"Their previous actions were clearly those of bandits!"

The sudden sound of the Fallen Dragon brought Mingchuan back to his senses.

He pounded his fist on his palm, and responded to the Fallen Dragon in his heart: "Fuck, I almost forgot if you didn't say it!"

"They've been giving me so many benefits lately that I'm almost confused."

Fallen Dragon: ...

"No, you..."

He was jumping around in their minds: "Wake up, they give you benefits, just hoping that you will work hard for them like a slave!"

"If you really fall, wouldn't it be terrible?"

Mingchuan gasped and said, "That makes sense, but I'm just too soft-hearted."

He patted his cheeks to regain his consciousness and stopped thinking about what Su Hongzhen had just said.

Seeing so many good things in his hands, the corners of his mouth almost curled up to the sky.

"It's fun. If that's the case, then there will be fun to do next."

"I'm actually very curious, what did those demon cultivators from earlier plan to do?"

"Tell me, can I get some benefits out of them?"

Fallen Dragon: ...

"Ah, you really never forget your own good deeds wherever you go."

Blood Dragon said something rare: "Okay."

These two simple words suddenly caused a huge storm.

Dulong and Mingchuan were both excited at once.

"What are they trying to do? What can we get out of them?"

However, the Blood Dragon stopped talking and continued to fall into silence.

Mingchuan's mouth twitched. It seemed that it was impossible to get any information out of him.

You can only figure it out on your own.

It doesn't matter!

Now that things have come to this, what can't he find?

Mingchuan's mood suddenly became cheerful, and he walked towards Fentian Pavilion humming a little tune.

That night, he felt the entire Burning Heaven Pavilion was enveloped in a joyful atmosphere...

The result of the internal competition of the Qingcheng Yufa Sect spread like wildfire to all the surrounding sects within three days.

Mu Yaoyao, who was still recovering from her injuries, was so angry when she heard the news that her face twisted.

"How could a little-known Cang Ziang win all nine battles? Even Luo Yang was defeated by him?"

"Damn it! We haven't even dealt with Mingchuan yet, and now there's another formidable enemy like this. Furthermore, even Luo Yang has advanced to the Jindan stage...!"

Just as she finished saying this angrily, a woman's majestic voice came from outside the door.

"Now that we know about the current powerful enemy, Yaoyao, you should also make progress, right? You can't always lag behind others. After all this time, you are still stuck in the late stage of the Foundation Establishment Stage. You will soon be surpassed by others."

This voice made Mu Yaoyao tremble all over.

She quickly stood up from the bed and bowed to the door.

"metropolitan."

The woman called Sect Leader was dressed in white and walked slowly into her room like a fairy.

Mu Yaoyao's face turned pale as she defended herself, "Master, don't worry. Once I recover from my injuries, I will definitely try my best to catch up with them."