Too weird.

If Fang Zhengzheng's understanding of a woman in white dress was vague and mysterious in the past, then now it is an indescribable weirdness.

It seems that all the women in white dress know about it, and, most importantly, the woman in white dress actually said that she was a demon?!

"Jump." The woman in white dress spoke again.

"Are you sure I will not die if I jump down?" Fang Zhengzhi looked at the red magma rolling in front of him, and said that it was impossible that he was not terrified at all.

After all, this is magma, not warm bath water, can you jump down and die?

God believes that such a thing is true.

"If it were someone else, you would die." The woman in white dress nodded lightly, then looked at Fang Zhengzhi again: "But, you won't."

"Can you give me a reason to believe?"

"Because, you have Wannian Huozhi in your body, what's the reason?"

"..." Fang Zhengzheng's lips moved, wanting to ask something more, for example, why can you survive without Wannian Huozhi? For example, is Wannian Huozhi really still in his body?

This question seems a bit stupid.

But in fact, Fang Zhengzhi had long felt that when Wannian Huozhi was in Jiuding Mountain, when he was thrown into Zhongzhou Ding, he should have been refined.

"Actually, there are many things in your body, including Wannian Fire Radish, Five-Colored Spirit Flower, Jiuzhou Ding and Canghai Realm, but you don't really use these things." The woman in the white dress saw Fang Zhengzhi not speaking, and said again, but her tone sounded like she was talking to herself.

"Can I jump in, can I use it?"

"Maybe."

"Maybe? I'm betting on my life, tell me maybe?" Fang Zhengzhi was really speechless. Can I continue to chat this day?

"I mean, how much you can really use depends on yourself." The woman in the white dress knew Fang Zhengzhi's thoughts very clearly, so she explained again.

"Can I think about it?"

"Yes, but you don't have much time."

“How much time do I have?”

"three."

"Three? What does it mean?"

"two."

"..." Fang Zhengzhi seemed to understand a little this time. The so-called three means that he only has three numbers left.

"one."

"Wait a minute, I have something to say!"

“See you later.”

"Huh?!" Fang Zhengzhi was about to turn around and run away, but suddenly he found that his body seemed to be completely uncontrollable and flew into the air.

It was not too fast, but what was more terrifying was that after he flew up, he slowly flew over the magma.

What the hell?!

What is this place?

Fang Zhengzhi wanted to curse people a little. He could clearly fight against powerful people in the divine realm alone, but in this world, he actually felt that he could not resist the woman in white dress.

And, the most important thing is...

The woman in the white dress didn't seem to care too much about the position of jumping into the magma.

"Can you change your position? I don't want to face down!" Fang Zhengzhi finally couldn't help but make the final request as he saw his face being about to have an intimate contact with Yama.

But unfortunately, it doesn't seem to be of use.

The posture he fell still did not change at all, and the rolling magma was getting closer and closer to him, and even he could feel the hot breath.

"...ah, my sucking...dazzling!" Fang Zhengzhi's voice sounded, and he felt a hot mouth surge into his mouth.

Bitter? Or salty? Or spicy? Or even sweet?

What a ghost to know!

Fang Zhengzhi had only one feeling. When the thing poured into his mouth, his gaze turned bright red, as bright as fire.

Moreover, there were hot hot streams rushing in his ears and nose. This taste was really a sour and refreshing feeling that he had never experienced before.

"Refining." The woman in white dress stood on the path full of magma, and her eyes quietly looked at Fang Zhengzhen who was immersed in the magma: "Refining all things, ten thousand-year-old fire zhi, five-colored spiritual flowers, various medicinal materials, Jiuzhou tripod... When everything is united with the body, you can truly control all things."

While talking, the woman in white dress slowly found a seat and sat down, waiting quietly, as if she was waiting for the beginning of everything, and as if she was waiting for the end of everything.

It is naturally impossible for Fang Zhengzhi to hear what the woman in white dress said on the trail again. His body is now completely ignited.

From the internal organs, to the blood, meridians, muscles, and even every cell in the body are burning, like a flame.

The biting pain continued to invade him.

He thought he was so impatient, but for some reason, his body always felt like he could not burn it. When the original muscles were burned to ashes, new muscles immediately grew out. When the blood evaporated, fresh blood immediately flowed.

Endless, cycle repeating!

At this moment, Fang Zhengzheng really realized the feeling of not being able to survive and not being able to die. It was so painful that he wanted to scold people.

Of course, he had already scolded him once.

And now, he seemed to have lost the right to curse, because as soon as he opened his mouth, the hot magma would be poured into his mouth.

"No, you must find a way to relieve the pain. If you continue, you may be tortured to death before you survive." Fang Zhengzhi was not stupid.

The more painful it is, the more you need to stay awake, and he clearly remembered what the woman in white dress said before he fell down.

"How much can be used depends entirely on yourself."

The meaning of this sentence is clear. If he just bears it blindly, then the things he gains must be limited.

Moreover, the most important thing is that Fang Zhengzheng still remembers that the woman in white dress said that this is just the first place, which means that there is likely to be a second place and a third place...

This is the most terrifying thing!

Fang Zhengzhi doesn’t want to experience the same experience twice or three times in a row. He is a person who is afraid of pain. Then, such an experience will be enough.

It's like, the first time of something.

It hurts is happiness!

"It seems that everything needs to be proactive!" Fang Zhengzhi's eyes closed completely when he thought of this, and at the same time, he curled his body in the magma.

A quarter of an hour...

Two quarters of an hour...

...

I don’t know how long it took, Fang Zhengzhi’s body moved again, and it was still swinging wildly, as if it was thrusting its tendons.

On the path outside the magma, the woman in white dress slowly looked at the rolling air waves in the magma and the constantly rotating hot current.

"It seems that it has failed, so let's go to the second place." The woman in white dress spoke lightly, then slowly stood up from the ground and looked slowly into the distance.

In the distance, there was a faint blue light, which was a little different from the magma world in front of her. The light seemed to have a coldness that shone out from her bones.

Soon, the woman in the white dress also raised her hand. Just as she was about to "lift" the square and straight rolling magma out, the constantly rotating magma suddenly became calm.

"Hmm?" The woman in the white dress opened her eyes slightly widened, looking at the calming magma, and she seemed to be thinking, but her movements stopped.

A quarter of an hour...

Another quarter of an hour...

The magma was always as calm as water. Although there were still rolling heat waves, there was no movement inside.

"Once? Is it OK?" The woman in the white dress slowly retracted her hand, and her eyes flashed inexplicably with bright light, but she finally sat down again, sat back to her position just now, closed her eyes again, and waited slowly, just like she was just now.

But in the magma, Fang Zhengzhi was lying horizontally in the rolling heat wave.

It's very unnecessary to describe the posture, and even a little lazy.

However, it is very natural, completely natural, from beginning to end, without any discord, and it feels like it is integrated with everything.

He put aside the old monk's posture of entering into meditation that he thought was correct, and his movements were not at all beautiful at all, as if he had entered a deep sleep.

And in fact...

Fang Zhengzhi is indeed asleep now.

However, in his mind, there were pictures after scenes flashing. They were childhood pictures, in a village with beautiful mountains and rivers.

There were children who grew up with him, his mother, father, and a voice that always liked to roar.

"Who killed me? I stole my fire-feathered chicken!"

"Huofeng Chicken? Isn't that still a chicken?" When Fang Zhengzhi saw this scene, the corners of his mouth slowly raised, showing a knowing smile.

Then, he saw a child turning out of the small window in the night, and then raised a pink fist.

"Drink!" The child punched the bluestone on the ground.
To be continued...