This Journey To The West Is So Terrifying Chapter 125

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Meanwhile, outside, Lin Fang did not stop his forward steps. As he ventured deeper into Flame Mountain, more and more Fire Spirits appeared, each transforming into ferocious beasts, baring their teeth at Lin Fang.

When confronted with such creatures, Lin Fang naturally did not hold back. He collected them all into his own space. He intended to create a Flame Mountain within his space.

“Outsider, please stop, or you will suffer the assault of all flames!” an ancient voice resounded.

A figure made of flames, resembling an elderly man, emerged from the roaring inferno, his eyes sparkling with the light of wisdom.

Lin Fang curiously observed this Fire Spirit that had suddenly appeared, gaining new insights into the mysterious workings of Heaven and Earth. He had never imagined that within Flame Mountain there would exist a Fire Spirit with such high intellect.

“Young man, do not look at me with such eyes. I am a Flame Person, not one of those animals. Your gaze fills me with fear, the kind that comes from wanting to dissect me,” the elder keenly perceived the change in Lin Fang’s psychology and hurriedly spoke.

Lin Fang gave an awkward smile, indeed having had the urge to dissect the person before him, purely because such a highly intelligent Spirit of Flame was so rare it incited his exploratory instincts.

“Rest assured, I am not that cruel.”

Upon hearing this promise, the elder finally let down his guard. He asked Lin Fang, “Young man, what brings you to Flame Mountain? There is nothing here but flames.”

“I’ve come to cultivate the Samadhi True Fire,” Lin Fang did not hide his purpose from the elder.

Upon hearing this, the elder sighed softly before saying, “Please do not harm these Fire Spirits any longer. They are simple and ignorant. If you wish to practice Divine Skills, please follow me.”

Lin Fang walked behind the elder toward the depths of Flame Mountain. Along the way, flames parted on their own, creating a small path that allowed the two to pass through.

Although the elder had no mana, being a Spirit of Flame naturally granted him control over fire. His mastery over fire was even greater than Lin Fang’s.

As they traveled with the elder leading the way, more and more fierce beasts appeared, and even Fire Spirits that had transformed into little demons curiously examined Lin Fang, revealing their origins as monsters who once lived in the mountain.

Before long, a fiery pit issuing billowing flames came into Lin Fang’s view. The pit appeared bottomless, yet flames kept erupting from within, merging into the surrounding Fire Spirits.

These were undoubtedly the Samadhi True Fire, and within this pit was very likely the source of Flame Mountain’s existence, that Fire Brick that had fallen from the Elder’s Eight Trigrams Furnace.

“This is the source of Flame Mountain. Our very life and death depend on it,” the elder said with a hint of complexity in his tone.

What was inside had taken his life away, turning him into what he was now, unable to experience the precious sensations of his previous human existence, but it was also this thing that had given him an alternative form of immortality.

Lin Fang stood quietly beside the great pit, feeling the formidable nature of the Samadhi True Fire, he couldn’t help but sigh, “Such a terrifying flame, it’s hard to imagine how Red Boy was able to cultivate here.”

“Red Boy, are you referring to the child who came here many years ago?” the elder asked curiously.

Lin Fang nodded lightly and said with a smile, “It seems the elderly gentleman is also familiar with him. I am curious about how he practiced the Samadhi True Fire in the past.”

One could learn from others to improve oneself, and Lin Fang intended to discover the mysteries of cultivating Divine Skills from this.

To his surprise, the elder shook his head and said, “You cannot learn his methods.”

Lin Fang instantly grew interested and asked about the reasons.

The old man sighed softly before recounting the past events.

Originally, when the fire brick fell from the Nine Heavens, it crashed into this mountain range. The Samadhi True Fire carried by the brick instantly turned the area into a sea of flames, and countless creatures living in the mountains perished.

The entire mountain range fell into dead silence until three hundred years ago when the first Spirit of Flame was born, breathing new life into the mountains that had been quiet for so long.

His emergence also brought revival to the mountain range. Under his influence, numerous Spirits of Flame were born. In just a few short years, there were countless Spirits of Flame here.

Due to their origins, aside from the few with intelligence, the rest of the Spirits of Flame still maintained their former habits of life.

However, all the Spirits of Flame considered the first among them as the king of flames, simply because he was the true Spirit of Flame born of the Samadhi True Fire, the life birthed from that fire brick. As for the others, they were a combination of flame and True Spirit.

The old man had also met the king of flames during that time and became his teacher, beginning to impart external knowledge to him.

Until one day, the king grew tired of the world forever enveloped by flames. He wanted to leave and see the colorful world his teacher described beyond this place.

At this time, King Niumo and his wife were on a campaign here. The king of flames, taking advantage of the body of Tieshan Princess, was reincarnated as their child, Red Boy.

It was precisely for this reason that, when Red Boy entered the depths of Flame Mountain and saw the great pit in an instant, the enlightenment from his previous life naturally surged into his mind, allowing him to fully grasp the essence of Samadhi True Fire.

However, this method was of no use to Lin Fang, as he was not a Spirit of Flame.

“Didn’t he take the fire brick with him?” Lin Fang asked curiously.

The old man shook his head and said, “Perhaps in his subconscious, he wanted to completely leave his past behind. He abandoned all memories, everything, before reincarnating into a human.”

Upon hearing this, Lin Fang fell silent for some time before asking, “This mountain range is about to meet its end; what are your plans?”

The old man showed a bitter smile and said, “What plans could we have? We can only leave it to fate. Our birth is not in our control, just as our death isn’t.”

“Have you ever thought about changing your way of living?”

“Look at this body of mine, do I have a choice?” the old man said, pointing at his body made of flames.

“Give me a few days, and I will find you a new way to live,” Lin Fang said with a smile.

The old man was puzzled by these words, but for some reason, a sense of hope arose in his heart. Perhaps this young man in front of him could really find a new path for them. After all, who would choose death when there is a chance to live?

After finishing these words, Lin Fang fell silent and quietly sat in front of the great pit. He felt the incessant surging of the Samadhi True Fire, experiencing its changes and the Way and principles hidden within.

He decided to use the most straightforward method possible to practice Divine Skills, constantly seeking to comprehend the true meaning of the Samadhi True Fire.