Tempered Immortal

The second thousand and seven hundred chapters of purple heart fire

"Come here, naturally by the fire of the ground, as for my identity..."

Lin Xuan’s mouth showed a smile, a pair of left-handed gowns, and a glimmer of light flew out of the sleeves, holding a gleaming thing inside.

The red-haired old man saw it, and did not reveal the color of the accident. The expression was more respectful.

The same is to find out the left hand and take it over.

"This……"

Just glanced at him, he changed his face, and both hands respectfully reconciled the order: "It turned out to be Jin Danfeng Lin Shishu, the teacher is too rude, and the uncle invited."

Lin Xuan nodded, did not yell with them, took back the warrant, and entered the Temple of Heaven in no hurry.

The monks stood up and the atmosphere did not dare to come out.

After he walked away, there was a whispered argument to the ear.

It is estimated that they can't hear Lin Xuan, but they know that Lin Xuan's knowledge is strong, and he is far superior to the same level of immortal. Even if he does not deliberately release it, the winds of dozens of miles will not be able to pass through his ears.

"Ma Shixiong, the one who just happened is the new peak of the legendary Jin Danfeng. It doesn't look like it!"

"Yes, no matter how temperament, it is ordinary."

"It won't be fake. I heard that Lin Shishu's supernatural powers are different, and even Luo Jianfeng, the head of Tianjianfeng, is defeated in his hands. How could it be such an ordinary person?"

"Enough, people can't understand each other. The elders' things can be discussed. Jin Danfeng, Lin Shishu, I have not seen it, but the representative of the identity is not a fake, let alone you think, who? Dare to be bold in the main rudder of this door, posing as the owner of that peak?" The red-haired old man said coldly.

This person is obviously pretentious in the same door. Others listened, and they all shut up and no longer screamed.

And this little episode, Lin Xuan naturally does not care, at this time he has gone deep like the Temple of Heaven.

It is empty and occasionally meets the immortal, but each one is a rush of color. It is no wonder that the monks come here, it must be purposeful, not to come here.

After a slap of tea, Lin Xuan came to an empty stone house.

It is said that it is a stone house. In fact, it is more suitable for the hall. It is oval-shaped. At the end, there are several stone tables. Several monks are busy at the back, as if registering.

Although Lin Xuan is here for the first time, it is no stranger to all of this.

Although the fire of the earth's veins is regarded as the public resource of the entire sect, even if it is the cultivator of this door, if you want to use it, it is not free, and you need to pay a certain amount of spar.

Lin Xuan swept his eyes and saw that a monk in front had finished busy and vacated a stone table, and he walked without hesitation.

Some unexpectedly, the monks who work here are not worth mentioning, only to congeal, but a little thought, Lin Xuan is relieved, guards are responsible, naturally need a higher level of cultivation of immortals, Registering and accommodating spar is a very easy job. Don't talk about condensate, even if you are a base builder, you can do the same.

When Lin Xuan came to the front of the stone table, the monk sitting in the back just raised his head, his eyes swept over Lin Xuan, first stayed, and then showed a respectful expression.

Without him, the gods swept through Lin Xuan, and they couldn’t see how deep the depths were. The other party was at least a clutch, and even the sacred sages of the sacred level, the small condensate monks, how could they be disrespectful?

"See the ancestors, I don't know which layer of the ancestral fires the ancestors need, the more they go down, but the more expensive they are."

"Lin first came here, the specific situation is not very clear, you said in detail." Lin Xuan faint voice into the ears.

"Ah?" The monk listened for a while, and was very surprised. But naturally he dared not say more. He introduced it in detail: "The fire of the fire of my fire temple is divided into 13 layers, the more down, the ground. The more abundant the fire resources are."

“The first to third floors are suitable for the base period to cultivate the immortals. The fire on the ground is only the entry level, but it is enough for refining the base medicine and the implement.”

"Four layers and five layers are suitable for the condensate period. The intensity of the ground fire is different from that of the pure yang fire. But the stability is much better, and the temperature is slightly better than the pure yang fire. If it is used for refining. The magic weapon, that is the best."

"Six to eight layers are suitable for the Yuan Ying period. The ground fire is not inferior to the general baby fire. The ninety-two layers are suitable for clutching. Although the local teachers have not been there, the used teachers and grandfathers did not. One does not pay tribute."

"The eleventh floor is suitable for the sacred period of the sacred period. The twelve layers are the two elders who are too elders. The general situation is like this. I don't know which level the ancestors intend to go to. The disciples will be carefully arranged." The condensate monk said with a face.

"You are not saying that there are thirteen layers of fire in the ground?" Lin Xuan’s face showed a strange color. His memory was very good, and he also determined that his ears would not be mistaken.

"There are indeed thirteen layers of fire, but the fire on that layer is already purple..."

"Purple, is it the legendary purple heart fire?"

Lin Xuan listened, and it was all wrong.

The purple heart fire is the best in the fire of the earth's veins. It is said that its strength is not inferior to that of the distracted monk's baby, even better than this, but this kind of treasure is not always there.

Its emergence requires a process of gestation, just like a volcanic eruption.

"Generally, with a period of three hundred years, this purple heart will only appear in the moon, so it is precious, and there are only two such rooms, not anyone who wants it."

"It turned out that the purple heart fire once appeared, when is it?" Lin Xuan's interest in the opening, if you can use this thing to quench treasures, its quality will certainly be better.

If it is not too long, he does not mind waiting for it.

"Please wait a little, please."

After the monk was finished, he reached for a shot at the waist, took out a green jade, and sank into the inside. He quickly raised his head: "The next moment when the purple fire is sprayed, it is about Five years later."

"Oh, five years?"

This time is not short for mortals, but in the eyes of the monks, it is just a flick: "Then I will come again."

"Yuzu, this can't be done. You can come back in five years in time, and you can't use the purple heart." The monk in the condensate period quickly opened his mouth.

"Why, are you saying that Lin is not worthy?" Lin Xuan’s voice suddenly cooled down.

"Of course not, the ancestors misunderstood what I meant."

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