Yan Kaiting felt as if he was in a cauldron, or as if he was standing in a fire dragon in the workshop.

The flames burned from under my feet. When I looked down, there was a bottomless abyss below, filled with fuel that seemed to never be reduced, and it became stronger and stronger. Even the air around meridians burned, turning into flowing fire and rushing into the meridians throughout the body.

Where the stream of fire flows through the meridians is burning all the way forward. At the end of the road is an extremely restless and bright atmosphere, as fierce as the scorching sun.

This extremely domineering Yang Jin looks very much like the original aura of the Fire zodiac species.

However, Yan Kaiting's vague wisdom always maintained a little bit of clarity. He remembered it very clearly that it was not his five elements attribute, and instinctively told him that he must not be assimilated by this ignition aura!

If Yan Kaiting could still see his appearance at this moment, he would find that his clothes and most of his accessories had turned into ashes, leaving only the robe-like robe-style robe-style robe-style robe-style robe-style robe-style robe-style robe-style robe-style robe-style slutty, like a dim metal on the surface after being burned.

His lips were dry and cracked, and bloody marks of purple marks were seeping out of his skin. When he exhale, he was like in the severe winter, and his mouth and nose were covered with white mist. Later, he even seemed like the blazing water vapor sprayed by boiling water for a long time.

Yan Kaiting's sea of ​​consciousness was in a strange state of half vagueness and half soberness.

The vague half is on the verge of collapse. It seems that the next moment will be destroyed by this scorching fire current, completely integrated into the blazing aura like the scorching sun, just like all the fire in the five elements will eventually return to the origin of the world.

The awake half seemed to be watching. The scorching and brightness of the fire flow was as real as false, not pure enough, and would always bring out shadows that were difficult to distinguish during the journey, looking like a mirror.

In a daze, someone walked around him, stopped, and something was applied to his forehead with a cold, then his cheeks and torso.

In fact, for Yan Kaiting now, a wet hand towel is useless at all. The moisture is evaporated by high heat almost instantly, but the cool feeling remains.

The man was persistent in moistening his lips with water and wiping his body with a hand towel after the water was re-watered.

So although Yan Kaiting was still under high heat, the awake half gradually felt more abundant.

He remembered the fire stream and the unforgettable nightmare that the fire stream once brought.

That is the "obstacle" that he can never break through, the concreteness of his consciousness.

Because he is a fire zodiac species, the bottlenecks that lie across the path of Tao also appear in the form of fire flow. If the spiritual consciousness is unstable and the Tao heart is confused, it will be swallowed by the "fake fire". At the least, there will be no progress, and at the worst, the cultivation will be reversed.

Since Yan Kaiting made a contract with "Taichu" on the night of the ancestral hall, this "block" has appeared and often become a part of his nightmare.

However, in the past six years, even if Yan Kaiting has not been able to break through, the nightmare or heartbreak cannot defeat him.

Since he had this consciousness, Yan Kaiting gradually calmed down, and he kept his mind on his consciousness, waiting for the messy illusion that had appeared countless times to reappear.

Sure enough, the tail of the blazing flames slowly changed, and various light spots and lines of light gradually formed images that seemed to be able to distinguish meanings.

There is still endless battle, and many creatures are attacking each other, as if you can hear the sound of killing with a little concentration.

Looking at the scene where the scenes were different every time, but the themes were the same, Yan Kaiting's heart was no longer in his heart.

However, a loud "pop" sound like thunder, exploded in the entire sea of ​​consciousness. It was Yan Kaiting's heart that pulsed heavily. He saw an extremely familiar face in the rapidly changing fragmented images.

At this moment, a cool breath spread out from the nothingness above the sea of ​​consciousness.

Yan Kaiting's attention was distracted for a moment. It turned out that the man from outside gently placed a new hand towel on his forehead. So he jumped apart, as if his heart was about to explode, and returned to its original pulsating rhythm.

Yan Kaiting quietly stared at the face that was the same as his father, holding a familiar weapon, and using familiar moves. When he could see clearly the person fighting with him had a face that was the same as himself, Yan Kaiting no longer had the shocking feeling he had before.

This is a nightmare that is different from before. Perhaps there is indeed such a battle in the subconscious mind. However, after Xiang Junsheng died during a hike, this nightmare will never be realized again.

The flames were rushing like eternal burning, and the figures of the people fighting were also constantly jumping and changing. Suddenly, Yan Kaiting found that the appearance of the two people had changed. When he had this consciousness, he immediately saw that the weapons in the hands of the two people also changed.

They are, City Lord Tu and Yucheng!

Yan Kaiting looked at the other father-son slaughter in front of him in surprise. Suddenly, a knife was cut from the middle of the two. The blade was slightly narrow and long, with frost flowers floating, and there was an inexplicable chill in the fire.

It's "Bing Xuan"!

Yan Kaiting suddenly shivered, and finally, he was completely awake.

The scenery in front of me was a little blurry, but it was not because of the high fever that affected my mind, but because the quiet room was filled with hot water vapor and had not completely dissipated.

Yan Kaiting saw a pair of cold eyes, but his eyes were concerned and soft.

It was Xia Pingsheng, his robe sleeves were folded twice, rolled up, and he was holding a half-dry hand towel in his hand.

"Um...Shi Xia..." Yan Kaiting's voice was so hoarse that he was a little surprised.

"Haha, fortunately I wasn't burned. Usually, nine out of ten and a half of people are stupid after having this fever." Xia Pingsheng's cold words were all two extremes, and his soft eyes that had not been completely closed. "Who taught you to be in a state of meditation after being seriously injured and removed from strength?"

Only then did Yan Kaiting understand why he had a serious reaction when he encountered a "block" this time.

He had never suffered such severe internal and external injuries, nor had he fought to the point of being almost exhausted, so he did not expect that when his body had been overdrawn, he should honestly operate the method and gradually recover his vitality, rather than directly entering into meditation.

Yan Kaiting grabbed his head and smiled foolishly at Xia Pingsheng, hoping to get away with it.

Xia Pingsheng threw the towel directly on his face.

Yan Kaiting grabbed the towel, endured the feeling of loss of strength after the severe pain in the meridians, and struggled to sit up. "Thank you, Master Xia, for helping me through the difficulties."

Xia Pingsheng sneered and said, "I can't help you. Your true fire is gone wild, and I am a genus of wood, plus the fire genus of wood. If you guide your meridians, you will only die faster!"

Yan Kaiting grinned awkwardly: "No, no, no, please trouble you to guide you. In fact, it is not a true fire, it just hits the bottleneck of leaving the position."

For the fire genus, the true qi of the monk is actually out of control. At the least, the meridians are damaged, and at worst, the qi and blood flow backwards. The most terrifying thing is that if the out of control is that the method of cultivation is out of deviation and the monk is still in a state of meditation, he will directly overturn the sea of ​​consciousness and cause irreversible damage.

The five elements of the Tao species have their own birth and restraint, especially when they are related to the sea of ​​consciousness. Even if the state is high, they cannot easily guide them. If the attributes are not in line with each other, a bad one will trigger a level of loss of control.

Yan Kaiting is a mutated thunder species of fire. If you cannot know the reason for the thunder, even ordinary water-type strong people dare not take action. Thunder will enter the water, but will spread through the air.

After hearing what he said, Xia Pingsheng's cold face was a little slow. It was another matter to encounter bottlenecks in his practice. Xia Pingsheng himself has been stuck in the position for ten years, and he also knew that the process of enlightenment of consciousness obstacles is unhurried.

At this time, the steam in the quiet room completely dissipated, but Yan Kaiting looked very embarrassed, with his hair wet and his clothes disheveled.

Xia Pingsheng glanced at him and said disgustingly: "Go and clean up. You will not be allowed to enter into meditation again in the past two days. When the injury is completely complete," he said, and waved his hand and threw the person to the other end of the cave.

Yan Kaiting's eyes flashed before his eyes, and he was already lying on the steps of the pool. He reached down to touch the temperature of the clear water in the pool, and then smiled bitterly. It was so cold that it could be swim in winter.

Of course, for monks, the temperature of the bath water is only about comfort and enjoyment. As long as it is not a cold method like Wannian Xuanbing, there is not much difference.

Yan Kaiting moved himself into the water and then touched his chin. Xia Pingsheng has always been solemn and almost old-fashioned, but the more familiar he is, the greater the contrast.

When Yan was cleaned up in court, he found that it was already evening outside. This time he had a high fever that he woke up the next night.

If Xia Pingsheng had not been taking care of him and reducing the high heat for him, he might not have been fooled, but perhaps he would not have been awake so quickly.

This was also the first time he saw a clear image of the broken nightmare and had a complete memory after waking up. However, the content of this image was too ridiculous. Yan Kaiting didn't know whether this illusion without factual basis could be considered as a loosening of the bottleneck of cultivation.

He instinctively refused to take this issue out and discuss it with Xia Pingsheng. After a supper in the cave, he said goodbye and went back to his courtyard.

Xia Pingsheng didn't care much about him. Although there were many people in Yan's mansion in front of him, the safety of Yan's court should be no problem.

All signs show that the planners behind this chaos have very clear interests and investment, and they obviously have no intention of adding more investment in Yujing City. Then at least before the alliance meeting is held, they will not come to provoke Xia Pingsheng.

As soon as Yan Kaiting walked out of the snowy courtyard gate, he received a message talisman. He pondered for a moment, replied to the message, then ran to the border between the living courtyard and the outside street, and lay on the wall and waited.

The nearby guard posts are no longer surprised by this. They come out and show their faces, and go back and squat them.

A moment later, a figure appeared outside the street.

Yan Kaiting received Tu Yuyonghou, and the two of them didn't say anything and ran all the way into the garden. At this time, there were no guests in the living yard. Except for the "snowy area" where Xia Pingsheng lived, all the courtyards were closed.

Yan Kaiting led Tu Yuyong to an old banyan tree. The tree was close to the wall, and the crown was like a cover, leaning to one side, reaching into the yard next to it, and almost covering the sky of the small half of the courtyard.

The two jumped up to the treetops neatly, walked forward along the branches, and jumped to the roof of the main house of the courtyard.

This place can be regarded as the location of the guesthouse close to the center. It looks around and has a very wide view. Due to the layout, the line of sight has crossed the tips of various flowers and trees. What you can see most clearly is not the virtual reality in Yan Mansion, but the movements in the Yujing neighborhood.

Yan Kaiting and Tu Yuyong did not speak, but sat back to back at the same time. The two of them then remained silent for a while.

"I've killed anyone." Tu Yuyong.
Chapter completed!