Chapter 611
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In fact, no matter how unpleasant their words were, Long Bufan would not be able to hear them at this moment. Because his soul sense had already entered a meditative state and his body's senses were sealed. He was not even aware of the passage of time. With the help of the essence blood of the Fire Phoenix in his body, he patiently comprehended the Law of Fire Origin.
However, every time he had just condensed a trace of the Flame Origin Mark, it would vanish in an instant before it could take form. Long Bufan was astounded in his heart as he searched for its location. Only then did he discover that this trace of the Flame Origin Mark had actually been absorbed by the dragon-shaped Beast Origin Spirit within his Dantian!
What surprised Long Bufan even more was that after the Beast Origin Spirit had absorbed the Law of Fire Origin, it was engraved on the scales on the surface of the dragon's body, forming a circle of small flame totems.
Long Bufan had never thought that such a strange change would occur. While he was puzzled, he was about to retreat and rest for a while. However, the Fire Phoenix's surprised voice sounded in his mind, "Long Bufan, don't stop. If you can fully comprehend all the patterns on the totem on the stone tablet and engrave them on the Beast Origin Spirit in your Dantian, your Dragon Blood Demonic Soldier form may have the possibility of evolving again."
"Really?!"
Hearing this, Long Bufan was startled. So, he continued to comprehend every trace of the Law of Fire Origin on the totem stone.
Four hours later, he had comprehended a little more. The Law of Fire Origin was reflected on his body again. However, in the next moment, the Law of Fire Origin that Long Bufan had painstakingly condensed and comprehended was greedily absorbed by the Beast Origin Spirit again.
This repeated several times. The dragon scales engraved with the Law of Fire Origin on the surface of the Beast Origin Spirit spread more and more, and the patterns became clearer.
Long Bufan used his soul sense to examine himself. After careful observation, he found that these flame patterns were somewhat similar to the totem on the stone tablet. However, they felt slightly different. They looked more abstruse and simple.
Long Bufan was puzzled. As he continued to comprehend, he faintly felt that the essence blood of the Fire Phoenix in his bloodline became hot. It was like a key that sealed the mysterious door of the Law of Fire Origin was slowly opening in front of his eyes. A boundless and vigorous flame aura rushed to his face. The most fundamental law of the universe seemed to be within reach!
One day, two days, three days ….
Long Bufan had been in a meditative state. He felt that he had branded all the totem patterns on the stone tablet on the Beast Origin Spirit!
On the fifth day, Long Bufan was still sitting cross-legged like an old monk in meditation. In the area of the blazing stone tablet, it wasn't just a few core disciples who had complaints. All of the core disciples were impatient. They had come to the Martial Arts Hall to strengthen their comprehension of the Law of Fire, not to wait for a fellow who couldn't even reach the entry level of the Concept of Fire.
However, no one dared to voice their anger. If it wasn't for the fact that there were several Black Robed Deacons in the hall maintaining order, this group of people would have already lost their patience and kicked Long Bufan out.
Wang Mang, who had just swallowed a pill to replenish his strength, looked at Long Bufan. His expression was somewhat stiff. What was Long Bufan doing?
If he didn't have any resources to help him, it would be understandable if he couldn't comprehend it after such a long time. But right now, he was directly comprehending the totem patterns on the stone tablet. It was the same as copying them. To put it bluntly, even a slightly stupid martial artist would be able to condense some sparks.
However, Long Bufan had used five days and still hadn't reached the entry level. This was a heaven-defying pace. If it were anyone else, they would have already given up. Didn't he know that in the martial way, one had to develop their strengths and avoid their weaknesses? But why was he still persisting?
Just as Wang Mang was letting his imagination run wild, Long Bufan's body suddenly shook. About five inches above the top of his head, incomparably complicated flame patterns condensed out of thin air without any warning. These flame patterns seemed to be constantly changing without any rules, and contained endless mysteries.
"What is this ball of fire?"
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