"That's Li Huo, Zhuhuang's true fire." Yiyi continued.
Lihuo is the companion fire of the sacred beasts Suzaku, Zhulong, Zhuhuang, etc. It is extremely powerful and can do double the damage to ghosts and ghosts.
However, compared with Zhuque, one belongs to yin and the other belongs to yang. Suzaku's natal true fire is named Nanming Lihuo, while Zhuhuang's is Nanyinlihuo.
"The candle phoenix is a divine beast in the upper realm. Its true fire is at least a high-level existence in the world of cultivation." Yiyi sighed:
"If this fire can be refined, my fairy's strength will increase at least ten times. Unfortunately, my current realm is not enough, and I can't even seal this fire. Furthermore, Li Huo has already endangered our immature bluestone space. Even if I can Seal it and don’t dare store it in space.”
"Let's go back." She said reluctantly.
Yang Zhen's face was also full of disappointment, with a feeling of regret that she had entered Baoshan and returned empty-handed.
He suddenly thought of a question:
"I am afraid that there is no golden elixir monk in the world who can refine the heavenly high-grade spiritual fire. In that case, why did the ancestors of the Qin State store it here? Isn't this a deliberate attempt to embarrass others and not want others to get it?"
Then the second question came to mind:
"Don't talk about the golden elixir monks, even the ancestors of Yuanying. After thousands of years, I'm afraid only a few can refine Lihuo. How can that ancestor of Qin be so powerful? Yes, if she doesn't have a few points With strength, how can we become the final winner in the brutal killings in the underground palace?"
"This ancestor was, presumably, a man of astonishing talent and talent. It's a pity that history is so vast that such a figure could not leave many deeds to praise, and was just lost in the long river of time. What a pity!"
…
Return was the next day.
Qin Mingyue stepped into the sea of magma again, and soon she was surprised to find that there were still only three fire chiefs who came out to block the way.
This is easy to handle. At this time, the Wuliang Tuoying Mirror had been restored, and she immediately used this soul-stirring mirror to kill the Fire Chief one by one without hesitation.
As for whether this will break the balance of the third level and pave the way for newcomers, no one has thought about it. First of all, you have to have that ability, and then you can reach the third floor!
The journey back home was smooth sailing. Two-quarters of an hour later, Qin Mingyue returned to the third floor. The golden marrow heart inflammation as big as a broad bean was still emitting a faint light.
This level of intensity no longer poses any threat. She doesn't even need the green flames to protect her body, nor does she need to use bait, she can just seal and refine it directly.
However, before refining, she flicked her jade finger, and a ball of green flame was sent to Yang Zhen:
"This is the original power I harvested on the fourth level, and I'll give you half of it."
Yang Zhen accepted it unceremoniously, and then returned to the space to refine the spiritual fire.
Half an hour later, Qin Mingyue slowly opened her eyes, her beautiful eyes full of joy.
"It's done." She lowered her head and touched the stone chain in her hand with a gentle expression.
Suddenly, her beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly.
"What's wrong?" Yang Zhen's concerned inquiry came from the bluestone.
"I don't know why, but I felt a little anxious all of a sudden, as if..." Qin Mingyue answered, looking around, and finally shook her head and laughed at herself: "Maybe it's my imagination."
At this time, the sound of kacha kacha came from the black stone slab beneath him, and the place where the golden marrow heart inflammation was originally located was slowly rising upwards.
A black stone box the size of a brick broke out of the ground and landed in front of the woman.
Qin Mingyue smiled sweetly, flicked her jade fingers, and a drop of bright red blood slowly sent towards the stone box.
The stone box opened automatically, revealing a green jade pendant. The blood drops quickly fell on the jade pendant and were absorbed in an instant. Soon, a red seal character "Qin" was revealed.
Qin Mingyue's face was full of joy, she stretched out her hand to put away the jade pendant, and said, "We are ready to leave!"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a faint and continuous drum beat in the closed magma hell.
"This is..." Qin Mingyue looked puzzled, listened attentively for a moment, and raised her long eyebrows:
"The ancestral land is about to be opened!" she said in surprise, her eyes shining brightly.
With her magic power activated, the jade pendant in her hand glowed red, and she disappeared from the spot.
…
Xiong'er Mountain
"Winter, winter, winter..."
In the center of a huge square, a large drum made of hundreds of rhinoceros skins made a loud sound that echoed between heaven and earth under the beating of eighteen shirtless men.
Behind the drum is a semicircular altar with a radius of fifty feet, with loess piled in the middle and countless blue stone bricks neatly built around it. It is covered with moss and weeds, making it look more like an ancient building. 's tomb.
Two hundred feet away, there was a pagoda-shaped building seventy feet high. The base is in four directions, with eight eaves and eight corners above it. The roof is shaped like a helmet, abrupt and towering, with a unique shape. Looking from a distance, the corners of the eaves are curved, the wood flowers bloom under the eaves, and the eaves of the pavilions overlap, standing tall and majestic.
This is the Drum Tower of the Heixi tribe. Whenever something important happens in the tribe, the tribe members will come to the Drum Tower to gather to discuss matters, perform sacrifices, divination, and pray to gods and ghosts.
Today is such an important day.
Countless people, summoned by the continuous sound of drums, came to the square from villages, Xidong, and mountains and fields.
These people are all dressed in costumes. The woman wears a collarless coat with a dragon and phoenix pattern, a short pleated skirt, raised flower shoes, a bun with a silver crown, and a multi-layered silver necklace around her waist. While walking, she wears jingle rings and is graceful.
The man wears a button-up shirt, trousers, and a bright cloth on his head. He holds a musical instrument such as a Lusheng in his hand. While playing and playing, he sings and dances with the woman he likes. It is very lively.
This is the case for the Xi people. No matter any major ceremony, this kind of joyful and noisy scene is indispensable before it begins.
…
A double-decker airship with a simple style and black body appeared in the distant sky.
Not long after, the flying boat landed in front of the giant drum, and twenty men in black filed out, forming two rows along the stairs. After a while, an old man walked out slowly, accompanied by two people on his left and right.
The old man has white hair and a shape like a withered grass. Although his bearing is extraordinary and his steps are calm and measured, if you look carefully, you can see that his legs are shaking slightly. Every step he takes, he has to pause for a moment and his breath is heavy.
"Is that the leader of the Black Xi people?" Yang Zhen asked in the bluestone space.
"Yes, he is Ju Mu Mengjian, the leader of the Black Xi tribe. I met him in the capital three years ago. The old man was in good spirits at the time, and he was quite kind to me when he spoke." Qin Mingyue showed a trace of sadness on her face: "I didn't expect that I haven't seen him for several years and he has already aged like this. I'm afraid he won't live much longer."
They are on the cliff to the west of the square. Two hours ago, Qin Mingyue left the trial site of his ancestral land and teleported to a valley two hundred miles away. Then he followed the sound all the way there and finally chose this cliff with an excellent view.
"The two people at the back, one is the high priest, and the other looks unfamiliar. I think he is the newly elected chief elder." Yang Zhen continued.
As soon as he said these words, not only Qin Mingyue, but also Zhao Yue'er, Zixue and others sitting around laughed with interest.
Because it turns out that the Great Elder is locked up in this space right now!
"Why does that man have such a bitter look on his face? Doesn't he want to be the great elder?" Qing Xiaoling asked in surprise.
"The original great elder looted most of Hei Xiren's warehouse. How can he be happy?" Zixue covered her mouth and smiled.
"I've made my brother rich again!" Yiyi flew back and forth in the air proudly.
"Ju Mu Zhiwen has been working hard for half a lifetime, but I didn't expect that I got the advantage of you in the end!" Qin Mingyue gently poked the man with her elbow, but her beautiful eyes couldn't help but look at the clothes.
This was not the first time she had seen this little girl.
At first, she thought it was Yang Zhen's daughter, but after seeing the little thing flying around, she immediately overturned this guess.
She once asked Yang Zhen around the corner, but when she saw that the man was talking about him, she stopped asking.
Even though she already loved the other person deeply, the pride in her heart made her prefer to keep her doubts in her heart.
This is almost consistent with what Zhao Yueer did back then.
In fact, she has already made her own judgment that the little girl should be the transformation of some kind of plant spirit, just like Youyou.
In a way, this is almost true.
However, Yiyi is the real owner of the Bluestone Space, but this is a truth that she could not guess even if she tried to break her brain.
"How many young women are there with a clean background and no worries at home?" While she was thinking, Yang Zhen's voice rang in her ears.
"Every year throughout the Qin Dynasty, there will always be natural and man-made disasters such as beast tides, floods, and droughts, and there will also be many more displaced victims. I will carefully select them at that time. Even if there are not many, there will always be one or two hundred people every year. ." Qin Mingyue replied casually.
This was something the two discussed in their free time yesterday. The concubines of Tao Daxi and Yu Liangu in Anping Town were later lightly punished by Yang Zhen for misdemeanors. Then he announced the rules for re-selection of spouses, but there were only a few dozen concubines who were really willing to leave the concubines of those monks.
With little hope, Yang Zhen had to turn her attention to the mortals in the Eastern Region.
Of course, he would never do things like kidnapping or robbing people. After thinking about it, he could only think about the poor, helpless and homeless victims.
"It's okay to take care of the family," Yang Zhen thought for a while and added: "For these women, it doesn't matter if there are old people or children at home, it's better to have children!"
"In addition, sea salt, cloth, pen and ink, books, porcelain..." He clapped his fingers and read one by one: "You can ask the trading company in your hand to stock up on these common things, so that I can eat them in the future."
"Our business will last for a long time in the future!"
"I know." Qin Mingyue forced out a smile, but her heart was filled with reluctance.
If everything goes well, after obtaining the blood jade from her ancestral land, as the crown prince and future empress of Qin, she must return to the capital to live.
And Yang Zhen will also bring the two rebels Wei Biao and Zhou Yuan back to the Yunxiao Sect after being away for several years.
Of course, what she didn't know was that Yang Zhen planned to use their merits to atone for her sins and seek forgiveness from Zixue's sister.
So after today, the two of them may have to part ways. Even if we get together in the future, it won't be as convenient as it is now, let alone the past ten days or so, where we have been lingering in space day and night, topsy-turvy.
Thinking of this, her pretty face couldn't help but blush slightly, and her eye circles turned red.
…
More and more people gathered in the square, gradually numbering tens of thousands.
Accompanied by the great elder, the clan leader went to the drum tower to rest. The high priest stood in front of the giant drum, commanding his shaman cultivators to arrange the venue and arrange various affairs.
It was obvious that they were waiting for a more important guest.
After another hour, the setting sun gradually set in the west, and an orange-red sunset lit up the western sky.
In the twilight, a huge golden boat came speeding towards us.
ps: I deleted a large section of the description of the Xi people’s sacrifices. As a result, the number of words is less than 4,000, so that’s it.
Continue tomorrow!
