Fighting Po: Yang Emperor

In addition to the fact that the Golden Phoenix Fire is far more powerful than the Bone Spirit Cold Fire, it is also quite in line with Yao Lao's aptitude.

"Teacher, you broke through to become a saint with the bone marrow of a whole ancient sky phoenix. You already have the rich breath of the ancient sky phoenix in your body."

Wei Yang smiled and said, "This fire is the most suitable for you, teacher. With the mutual complementation, the power that the Golden Phoenix Fire can exert in your hands can also be better. Compared with the strange fire, it is even better."

"Yes, teacher, don't you feel a sense of resonance with this fire when you hold it in your hand?" Xiao Yan also said.

"I do have a sense of resonance with this fire. When I hold it, I feel that the blood in my body is faintly boiling and throbbing." Yao Lao nodded.

When he was refining his body to revive and become a saint in one fell swoop, he swallowed hundreds of bone marrows extracted from a whole ancient sky phoenix skeleton.

It can be said that most of the energy in his body comes from the bone marrow of the Phoenix, and as time goes by, these energies have already completely merged with his body, penetrating into his blood and bone marrow.

It is not an exaggeration to say that Yao Lao is a half-human ancient Phoenix. If he integrates the blood of the ancient Phoenix, he can be said to be complete.

How could he not feel this Golden Phoenix Fire?

Not only did he feel it, but he also felt an inexplicable familiarity and a strong sense of intimacy.

This fire is more suitable for him than the Bone Spirit Cold Fire.

Moreover, with its peak power of the Nine Revolutions, coupled with Yao Lao's Dou Sheng power to urge and exert it, the power can be called terrifying, and the improvement of combat power is far higher than that of the Bone Spirit Cold Fire.

In addition to the healing and immortal characteristics of this fire, in Yao Lao's hands, it can be said that it has surpassed the Bone Spirit Cold Fire in all aspects.

It's not that the Bone Spirit Cold Fire is not good. After all, it is the eleventh-ranked strange fire, so how can it be in vain?

But for the time being, its power is too low, and it needs to grow over a long period of time.

This Bone Spirit Cold Fire has not even developed its intelligence, so how powerful can it be?

At least when Yao Lao uses it now, the power of the Dou Sheng will enhance its power, but it always feels like 98 gasoline is used in a 92 engine.

It is not good, and it is wasteful, and it cannot fully exert the maximum combustion effect of 98 gasoline.

Moreover, the characteristics of the Bone Spirit Cold Fire, to be honest, are not very good.

It is completely a weakened version of the Nine Nether Wind Flame.

Compared with the healing and immortality characteristics of the Golden Phoenix Fire, it is much worse.

In the cultivation world, being able to resist, endure, and have strong life-saving abilities are always the kingly way.

Different fires do not necessarily have an advantage. At least, different fires ranked outside the top ten do not have a complete crushing ability compared to some high-level beast fires.

Being suitable is sometimes more important.

In addition, the characteristics of the flame are also very important. After all, compared with skills, the flat attack is useless.

Of course, this statement does not apply to the top five strange fires.

Because the top five strange fires are completely different in level.

They have characteristics, power, and strong attack.

"Okay, then I'll take it."

Finally, under the insistence of the two disciples, Yao Lao nodded with great relief and took the Golden Phoenix Fire.

"Haha, with this fire, the teacher will definitely be more powerful, like a tiger with wings." Wei Yang and Xiao Yan both laughed.

"I can be regarded as benefiting from my apprentice." Yao Lao also stroked his beard and laughed, and a warm feeling surged in his heart.

Then he changed his tone and said with a smile: "Since you have the Golden Phoenix Fire, then."

As soon as the voice fell, Yao Lao lightly touched his eyebrows with his fingers, and a ball of dark white flame slowly emerged from it, and then floated in front of Yao Lao, rising.

It was the Bone Spirit Cold Fire.

Eleventh on the Strange Fire List.

A strange flame that combines extreme cold and extreme heat. It can only be encountered in extremely cold and extremely cold places when the sun and the moon alternate every hundred years.

This fire, no matter its attributes or characteristics, is completely a weakened version of the Nine Nether Wind Flame.

"Teacher." Seeing this, Xiao Yan was stunned.

But he was not too surprised, and he was obviously prepared.

Wei Yang smiled.

"You have practiced the Burning Technique, and the strange fire is very important to you. Now that I have the Golden Phoenix Fire, this Bone Spirit Cold Fire is not very useful to me."

Yao Lao looked at Xiao Yan with a gentle look and said, "So instead of wasting it in your hands, it's better to swallow it for you."

As he said that, Yao Lao looked at Wei Yang with some apology.

Speaking of it, he didn't owe Xiao Yan or anyone else, but the one who felt that he owed the most was Wei Yang, his eldest disciple.

Seeing this, Wei Yang shrugged and smiled, "I'm not interested in ordinary strange fires at all now."

Yao Lao and Xiao Yan were speechless.

Only Wei Yang can say this with such confidence.

Just like someone said to me, I am not interested in money at all.

It is definitely Versailles.

"Thank you, teacher, thank you, senior brother." Xiao Yan smiled bitterly and shook his head, taking the Bone Spirit Cold Fire from Yao Lao.

He felt that he was really lucky to have Yao Lao as his teacher and Wei Yang as his senior brother in this life.

Along the way, they have been silently helping, paying, and taking care of themselves.

If I hadn't met them, I'm afraid I wouldn't even be able to leave the Gama Empire today, and how could I have achieved the status of a semi-saint in less than 20 years?

More likely, I would have died in the hands of the Soul Palace.

This favor was too great to repay, so he could only keep it in his heart and repay it slowly over his lifetime.

Seeing the two disciples have such a harmonious relationship, Yao Lao was also very relieved.

Unlike Han Feng, the ungrateful wolf.

He stretched out his finger and gently touched the ball of bone spirit cold fire, and the white flame suddenly trembled violently.

After a moment, the trembling stopped, and Yao Lao's face turned pale.

"The soul mark in the Bone Spirit Cold Fire has been cleared by me. However, I have refined this Bone Spirit Cold Fire for many years. Although I didn't have the opportunity to cultivate it properly because of the past, it has been with me for many years after all."

"Even if the soul mark is now eliminated, it will still have a lot of repulsion to you, so you can't use the Burning Technique to refine and devour it in a short period of time, otherwise you may suffer from its strong resistance and backlash."

Yao Lao gently stroked the Bone Spirit Cold Fire with his palm, then smiled slightly and said: "You first plant the soul mark in it, take it into your body and nurture it well. When it no longer rejects you, you can merge it."

Xiao Yan nodded.

To put it bluntly, you can't force it right away. You have to spend some time to cultivate a good relationship. He is familiar with this.

Looking at the group of white flames in front of him, Xiao Yan's eyes couldn't help but redden.

This Bone Spirit Cold Fire should be the thing that has been with Yao Lao for the longest time, but now, he has wiped out the soul mark with his own hands.

The purpose is to help this disciple of mine.

"Foolish boy, don't act like this. Instead of leaving it in your hands, you should maximize its effectiveness."

"However, with your current strength, even if you swallow it, your strength will not improve much. After all, the ranking of the Bone Spirit Cold Fire and its current power are not enough for you." Yao Lao felt a little regretful, and then urged: "Okay, plant the soul mark quickly."

"Well." Xiao Yan sniffed lightly, and no longer hesitated. He closed his eyes and touched his fingers on the dark white flame. A trace of soul mark slowly invaded it along his fingertips.