One Qi Chaoyang

Chapter 265: Fire Test to See the Foundation
Liang Jidao is forty-three this year.

Among the people who can enter the Senate, he is one of the older ones. He comes here because he has an obsession in his heart.

He already had a wife and children at home, but he still came because he wanted to see the place where his father practiced.

It took him nearly a year to walk from Sanliangwan to here.

When he entered the mountain, he thought it would be difficult for him to enter the upper courtyard of Tiandu Mountain because the people around him were younger than him. Moreover, he knew very well that he only had two talismans and spells when he built his foundation, and his practice over the years had not made any progress.

He could feel that people of his time were better than him.

He thought he couldn't get in, but he still had expectations in his heart.

To his surprise, he met the head of Wuliang Academy and was asked a number of questions, one of which was: "I heard that your father was a disciple of Tiandu Mountain?"

He answered 'yes'.

Jin Ling's smile astonished him. In his memory and cognition, he had never seen such a stunning female monk. She was so stunning that he dared not look directly at her.

After that, he waited for another two days, and then was notified that the review had passed. However, the entire tuition fee that should have been paid was not reduced at all. Those spirit stones were accumulated by his family. Although he was heartbroken, he was also happy.

Afterwards, he was assigned a cave dwelling. In the blink of an eye, a month had passed. Today was the day to listen to the Dharma. He applied for the Red Flame Divine Dharma, because his own foundation was also built with Fire Evil.

Until now, he still remembers the time when Zhao Fuyun used a precious lantern to shine through the ghostly fog on the river surface and reflected its light into the river water, with a momentum that seemed to burn the river.

So when he saw Zhao Fuyun's name at first glance, he was extremely surprised.

During these days, he also met some people and joined a place called Lotus Dharma Assembly.

I heard some news and learned that the current head of Wuliang Academy is the president of the Lotus Dharma Assembly.

I also heard some rumors about Tiandu Mountain from other people.

Among them was the story about Zhao Fuyun. He heard someone say that when Zhao Fuyun was building his foundation, thirty years ago, he had a duel with someone on the city wall of Guangyuan Prefecture.

Although so much time has passed, when someone comes to Tiandu Mountain, there will always be someone to tell them stories about the people of Tiandu Mountain.

Of course, in recent years, Zhao Fuyun was not the only one who was promoted to Zifu in Tiandu Mountain. It is said that many people have returned to the mountain.

He had asked around where his peers came from.

As far as he knew, several of them were from Guangyuan Prefecture.

There are also some who have a connection with Tiandu Mountain. Strictly speaking, he himself is also one of them, but the connection of others is deeper than his. Some of them have practiced in the upper courtyard and still have living elders in their homes.

People came to the Qingfeng Temple one after another to listen to the Chiyan Divine Law.

Liang Jidao counted silently and found that there were probably more than twenty of them.

He seemed to have heard from someone that this time the upper house recruited nearly two hundred disciples, and there were not enough caves in the nearby mountains, so they could only live in the Duxia City at the foot of the mountain.

Because there are few people, the hall for preaching is also small.

Someone invited everyone to go into the Qingfeng Hall and wait.

He discovered that there were tables and chairs arranged in a circle in the small hall.

The Taoist master who preaches the Dharma is in the middle.

There is a wooden table in the middle with an oil lamp on it, and oil lamps are also hung on the surrounding walls.

Everyone chose to sit in the front row so that they could clearly see the Taoist master's demonstration of the magic while he was preaching.

People usually sit together with friends. Liang Jidao sat there, and next to him was a friend he had gotten to know in recent days. His name was Sang Jiyun, and he was very thin. Liang Jidao heard a lot of news from him.

"Lao Liang, I heard that in Tiandu Mountain, the person with the deepest attainments in the Red Flame Divine Art is Taoist He. I have never heard of what Taoist Zhao's abilities are." Sang Jiyun said in a low voice with a sigh.

"Where did you hear that?" Liang Jidao asked back. He didn't think that Zhao Fuyun's Red Flame Divine Technique was inferior. In his impression, the mysterious power of Zhao Fuyun holding the lamp in his hand was still clear in his mind.

He couldn't understand it before, and now that he has built his foundation, when he thinks back on it, he still doesn't quite understand it.

From this, he knew that there were still huge differences among the same foundation-building cultivators.

"I heard that Taoist He has joined the Red Flame Divine Religion and is now a high-ranking priest of the Red Flame Divine Religion. I also heard that when Taoist He was practicing in Tiandu Mountain, he often went to the Tiandu Mountain below to preach the Red Flame Divine Law, bestowing fire on everyone to drive away nightmares and calm the mind."

Liang Jidao did not answer because he did not understand.

At this moment, they felt that there seemed to be a firelight shining on the prince. When they turned around, they saw a man walking out of the firelight.

The man was tall and thin, looked a little frail, and was wearing a thin sky blue Taoist robe.

It was a very ordinary Taoist robe. Liang Jidao discovered that he might even look worse than some of the upper house disciples.

As for his appearance and temperament, they were still the same as Liang Jidao had in mind, elegant with a hint of femininity. At first glance, one couldn't tell that he was a person with profound spiritual practice. Instead, he looked like some noble young man from an aristocratic family.

As Zhao Fuyun walked into the door, the door slowly closed silently behind him.

When walking in from the middle, the lights on the two rows of walls lit up naturally.

Many disciples in the upper house were a little surprised to see this scene. If they wanted the lamp to ignite on its own, they could do it by casting a spell, but they just needed the action of casting the spell. However, Zhao Fuyun, in full view of the public, had no idea how Master Zhao cast the spell.

When Zhao Fuyun came to the middle, the wick of the oil lamp on the table burned naturally, as if welcoming his arrival.

He did not walk behind the wooden table, but turned around in front of it. At this time, everyone had stood up and bowed to Zhao Fuyun.

Zhao Fuyun returned the gift.

They are all practitioners, and when they meet each other, they follow courtesy and rules, but there are not so many red tape.

He looked around and said, "Please take a seat, everyone. Welcome. You have entered the upper courtyard of Tiandu Mountain. Let me introduce myself. My surname is Zhao, my name is Fuyun, and I am the preacher of the Red Flame Divine Law. You have come to Tiandu Mountain and spent a lot of spirit stones. I hope you can listen carefully."

"However, before I start to teach you the Dharma, I want to see how well you have mastered the Red Flame Divine Dharma."

"Do you see the lamp on the table? It's just an ordinary oil lamp. Now, do your best to remove the flame from the lamp. When the flower is removed, it means the lamp is extinguished. Let's see who can do it."

Zhao Fuyun didn't even call out their names or anything like that, and he had no intention of getting to know them at all.

"Starting from the first row on the left, come forward and pick the lanterns." As Zhao Fuyun spoke, he pointed at the people in the first row on the left.

Then he turned around and came behind the table, without moving the lamp, leaving it at the corner of the table, and he picked up a stool and sat far away. The first person who came up to the stage to pick the lamp flower after being pointed at by Zhao Fuyun was a female cultivator.

She looked very young, perhaps in her twenties, and of course, Zhao Fuyun also looked about this age now.

Her face was a little red.

You know, in other places, or at home, as a foundation-building cultivator, she definitely has a lofty status. Although she is still young, she already has a great say.

She didn't say anything, but stood up and walked to the middle. She first saluted Zhao Fuyun, then took a few steps forward and came to the table.

She had played the game of picking lamp flowers since she was in the Xuan Guang period. She would use the Xuan Guang to absorb the lamplight and then feel the fire meaning in it, or she would use the Xuan Guang to absorb the flames and burn those evil objects.

Now, he has established his foundation, and controlling fire and objects is already an easy task, but this Taoist Master Zhao asked him to do this.

She told herself in her heart that it was definitely not simple.

She took a deep breath and stretched out her hand. Her movements were not slow, but in the eyes of the many foundation-building monks present, it was very clear that she pinched the wick with her thumb and index finger and then pulled it up.

According to her previous experience, with this pinch, the flame would be extinguished from the wick, but the flame in her hand would still be kept burning by her magic power.

But when she raised it, the flame was stretched in everyone's eyes, and then it became like water or a tough red thread. Because it was stretched too long, it slipped out from between her two fingers and instantly fell back into the lamp.

The light on the lamp dimmed slightly and then brightened again.

The light never went out from beginning to end, and she never took a single lamp off her hands.

She had thought in her mind that something couldn't be taken off, but when it really happened, she was still a little stunned.

My face turned red all of a sudden.

She didn't feel clearly what she felt just now, and immediately reached out to grab Deng Deng.

This time, he grabbed the flame with his entire palm, and the speed was still very fast.

Quick capture is her only insistence.

The moment her red and tender palm grasped the flame of the lamp, the light immediately dimmed, and then she immediately grabbed it.

Everyone saw the flames slip out from under her fists.

Like fiery red quicksand, it slipped down from the fist.

This time, she felt it clearly.

Because she didn't feel anything, she just watched the flame being stretched and then sliding out, but she herself didn't feel anything. Originally, when she grasped the flame, she had a very clear grasping feeling, just like pinching a silk thread, but this time, she felt like she was pinching nothing.

She wanted to do it again, but she didn't have the nerve to do it. She could only sigh and turn to her seat.

The second person came up immediately. He was a male monk.

This time his movements were very slow. He stretched out his sword fingers, which opened and approached like a pair of scissors. When they were close to the flame, he suddenly sped up his movements, closed his two fingers together, and cut towards the flame.

The flame of the lamp flickered, and there was nothing between his two fingers.

He still refused to accept and tried again, but his fingers were still empty, with nothing cut.

He didn't say anything, just bowed to Zhao Fuyun, then went down to sit down, and another one came up.

The third one came up to Zhao Fuyun and saluted. Then, he clasped his hands behind the lamp and blew a breath at the lamp. The flame was blown and shook. Then his hands clasped together instantly, as if he was catching a fish in the water.

He wanted to scoop up the flame, but the flame was blown away by his wind, and when he scooped it up, it slipped out from between his palms.

He did not do it a second time. He bowed to Zhao Fuyun and then went down.

Next, they came up one by one, including Liang Jidao.

Everyone tried various methods, and some even chanted a spell to light the fire first, making the flame stronger, and then quickly tried to pick the flame off. However, no matter what they did, the flame changed in various ways, but in the end it could not be picked off.

When it came to the last one, the man pointed his finger at the root of the flame at the moment he was about to pull it apart, and the flame was cut off.

The flame on the lamp dimmed, but the flame did not go out, but a flower remained in his hand.

Such a result made the other disciples in the upper house couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

He held a small flame in his hand and bowed to Zhao Fuyun. Zhao Fuyun stood up and said, "That's right, go down."

"Yes."

He let go, and the fireworks dissipated instantly. Everyone saw the wisps of fire floating in the void, and then returned to the flame of the lamp. The flame, which had originally become small and dim, immediately became bright again.

"I already have an understanding of your level of affinity for fire." Zhao Fuyun said lightly.

Everyone can understand the word "affinity", but they have never heard of it this way and find it strange.

"When you can easily pick up this flame, your affinity with fire will be qualified. Otherwise, when you fight with others who practice fire magic, you will lose control of the flame in an instant. You will not be able to drive the flame, and the flame in your body will be driven by others."

As Zhao Fuyun spoke, the magic power in everyone's body suddenly began to tremble. They clearly felt that the magic power seemed to be burning and their bodies were getting hot.

A feeling of fear surged in everyone's heart. They felt that the magic power that had been condensed did not belong to them at this moment. The flame combined with the mysterious light was so evil that it seemed to roll back their internal organs and burn their flesh.

Some people stood up in panic, while others sat there in shock, trying to suppress their anger. Just when some people thought they were going to be burned to death, the flames suddenly died down quickly.

But the fear that could not be quelled for the time being and the residual heat in their bodies told them that it was definitely not an illusion.

They looked at each other and saw fear in the eyes of the people around them.

"This is the affinity of flames. I am closer to flames, so all the flames here obey me, including the flames in your bodies that have merged into your magic power."

Zhao Fuyun's words made everyone understand, but they couldn't accept it all at once, because they had also fought with those who practiced the same fire method, but they had never experienced this kind of feeling, that the fire evil that had already been integrated into their own mysterious light was actually being separated again.

Everyone looked at Zhao Fuyun with fear in their eyes.

But Zhao Fuyun just stood there, wearing a thin Taoist robe, with a feminine face and temperament, giving everyone a strong sense of contrast. At this moment, he just seemed extremely mysterious.

(End of this chapter)