Finally, one day the wind was blowing and the thunder was blowing. There was no rain in the dry thunder, only golden lightning struck the fire baby's dwelling.

Later, the wind died down, the thunder stopped, and a seven-colored rainbow fell from the sky, and the fire baby flew to the sky in the rainbow.

People know that the fire baby is actually the god of fire in the sky. After going down to earth for a long time, Heavenly Court is recruiting him back.

Book friends, don't think this is bloody, folklore is like this.

The reason why Zhang Qiusheng liked and believed in this legend when he was a child was because he substituted himself into the role. He felt that he was a fire baby. Qinglian, maybe it's Erya, maybe it's Xiang Mei, maybe it's Lin Ling, maybe all three girls.

Now Zhang Qiusheng knows that there may be something with fire attributes in the area of the Fire God Temple, so it is easy to catch fire. And the fire baby may be a cultivator of the fire attribute. He cultivated with the help of the attributes here, until his merits were completed and he soared, and the fire attribute things here were also used up for him.

There are too many childhood memories of Zhang Qiusheng in the Fire Temple, and there are his initial hazy love fantasies. The Fire Temple was about to be demolished, and the news made him feel an unspeakable pain. An inseparable relationship has to be stripped alive, and its discomfort is no less than the blow of Lin Ling breaking up with him.

After school yesterday afternoon, Zhang Qiusheng went to the Fire Temple. In the frenzy of urban expansion, no one can count how many cultural relics and monuments were demolished until the twenty-first century. What's more, it is not a cultural relics protection unit, a small fire temple in Qilin City?

However, Zhang Qiusheng had to take one last look. There are so many fond memories of him, and those happy carefree days will never come back.

It was already dark and it was quiet around the Fire Temple. The temples are more dilapidated, and the courtyards are more desolate. The grass has withered and yellowed, but the old trees are still there.

Zhang Qiusheng walked slowly in the courtyard, carefully tracing the footsteps of his childhood. Here, that time, for Erya, he fought with a guy who was two years older than him. The guy tripped on himself, hit his head on a brick and broke, bleeding a lot.

Here I played with a few children and lost twenty of them at a time. He bought it early with a month's worth of savings, so he was impressed.

Once the fat man slept under this big tree, and he painted glasses and a beard on his face. caused him to go home and be beaten by his father.

Once I took a couple of boys to swim in a big river, and Junko almost drowned. I was afraid to go home, so I hid in the Fire Temple. Erya and Xiang Mei stole food from home and gave it to him. The two girls sat under the tree and looked at the stars. I make up stories for them while eating. The story is poorly written and childish, but the two girls listen to it with relish.

Zhang Qiusheng entered the temple. The temple is not large, with a total of less than 40 square meters. The crumbling temple seemed to be about to collapse at any moment, and the roof was almost finished with tiles, revealing a dark sky.

The shrine was covered with dust, indicating that no one had been here for a long time. When Zhang Qiusheng was a child, the top of this shrine was smooth and smooth, because people often slept on it.

Zhang Qiusheng looked under the shrine. Once the fat man slept on top and he slept underneath. The fat man sprinkled a bubble of on it, drenching him. Zhang Qiusheng and the fat man had the only fight. Of course, it ended with Zhang Qiusheng's failure. But someone still avenged him, and the fat man's father beat him severely, and it was the second girl who told her father about it.

Zhang Qiusheng bent down and touched the dusty ground with his hands. Because this is where he often sleeps, he can't help but want to find out how he felt when he was a child.

Suddenly, Zhang Qiusheng's dantian moved, and it felt like the jade of Hu Bin fried in the antique street. Pressing the palm of his hand flat to the ground, this feeling is even stronger, I don't know how many times stronger than the time I bought jade.

It was dark inside the temple. Although Zhang Qiusheng can see things at night, after all, it is not as clear as when the light is good. When you look down, you find that underneath the shrine is a basement or cellar.

The dungeon? Cellar? Basement? No matter what it was called, for Zhang Qiusheng, there was a room of about thirty square meters under the shrine, and that was it. Because he couldn't "see" what was in the basement below, he only felt that it was hazy.

No, it's not fog, it's that there's some prohibition blocking the divine sense. Zhang Qiusheng is not exactly a rookie now. Although I don't understand some of the terms and conditions of Xiu Zhenren, I already have some understanding of some basic situations.

If it's fog or smoke or other gas, your consciousness will definitely be able to penetrate it. Not to mention divine sense, just by his true qi, he can see what is inside.

The Divine Sense could not see what was going on, but he could see that there was a lock ring underneath the fifth brick in front of him. The lock ring is very deep from the ground, about seventy or eighty centimeters.

Zhang Qiusheng exited the Fire Temple and quickly ran towards his construction site. The Xishan Brothers construction team is already digging the foundation, Gu Yulong is doing things very quickly, Zhang Qiusheng told not to worry, he is still in a hurry to start work.

There was no one in the shed, and the workers were eating in the adjacent kitchen. Zhang Qiusheng took a shovel and returned to the Fire Temple.

The floor tiles and soil are shoveled up and sorted and placed. Zhang Qiusheng is sometimes careless in his work, but sometimes he is very careful. He was very careful now, and in order to prevent the earth and tiles from falling into the cellar below and smashing himself, he piled them all away.

The lock ring is embedded in a cover plate that is not metallic, non-wooden, and does not appear to be stone. In a pit of more than 70 centimeters, if Zhang Qiusheng stood in the pit, he was actually standing on the cover, and the cover could not be lifted. Lying at the mouth of the pit, his hand can't reach the lock ring.

Zhang Qiusheng couldn't help complaining: "You, a fire baby, are also a person who has risen to immortality." Why don't you do things so long? If you cultivate to a high level of profound mana, you can't open up a cave? If you make such a cellar, you can't catch the world and the ground, and it's not convenient for you to go up and down? ”

This guy is scratching his ears and cheeks at the mouth of the pit. suddenly slapped his thigh and scolded: "Damn, opening the door and twisting the lock is our specialty!" Why did you forget? After scolding, his right hand pointed to the lock ring, and after a word opening trick, he heard a slight "click" sound, indicating that the lock ring was opened.

Ruyi Shen claw hooked the lock ring, and pulled the cover plate upwards to be hoisted. The cover plate is not heavy, only about seventy or eighty pounds.

Hold your breath and hold the cover against the pit wall. Then Zhang Qiusheng quit the temple and went outside to smoke under a big tree. The old cellar is probably full of harmful gases, so let it dissipate first.

While Zhang Qiusheng was smoking in a daze, let's explain the true origin of this fire temple.

Once upon a time, there was a river flowing through the city center. This is also the reason for the lack of monuments in Qilin City, who will build a house in the middle of the river?

Folklore has it that the frequent fires here are pure nonsense, and the frequent flooding is about the same. Zhang Qiusheng guessed that there was a little bit of a sideline, there were once immortal cultivators who stayed here.

The immortal cultivator is called Yuan Xuan. He is a fire attribute cultivator, and his Dao has reached perfection and is about to ascend. Yuan Xuan knew that he would definitely not be able to survive the Ascension Tribulation. His master failed to ascend and was destroyed by the thunderstorm.

There is a small sandbar in the middle of the mighty river. Yuan Xuan took a fancy to the heavy water vapor of this sandbar, which was just right to cover his fire attribute. So he built a thatched hermitage here. The reason why Zhang Qiusheng guessed a little bit was because Yuan Xuan didn't cultivate, he was just hiding here.

The cultivators of the Dodge will never cultivate again, just like Zhang Daohan and a few people sealed the body of the Yuan Shen. In the case of hopeless ascension, cultivators who have reached the ascension stage are looking for death if they cultivate again.

The river rolled in from the edge of the sky, made a bend in the Qilin, and then rolled away to the edge of the sky. The sediment she brings every year accumulates in this bay, and gradually the sea turns into mulberry fields. Kirin emerges from the water, and a large river diverts past her.

The original sandbar became a small plateau on a barren beach. The water vapor has greatly disappeared, and it can't hide Yuan Xuan's anger. He's going to get out of here and find a place to hide his anger again.

At this time, the hermitage has been turned into a small courtyard and a tiled house. Yuan Xuan handed over this courtyard to several of his disciples. For his disciples, he only teaches martial arts, not cultivating immortals. Yuan Xuan and Zhang Daohan had the same idea, there was no hope of ascending, and it would be harmful to teach people to cultivate immortals.

The disciples begged the master to stay. Yes, the disciple called Yuan Xuan his ancestor. Because the first three generations of apprentices have all died, and the current one is already the fourth generation. Yuan Xuan only chose two or three people to be his disciples in each generation. He didn't want to start a sect, what did he want many disciples to do? He also did not teach his apprentices the method of longevity, and left birth, old age, sickness and death to fate. Of course, due to the practice of advanced martial arts, his apprentices are all very long-lived. But no matter how long he lives, he can't compare to the master in the ascension period.

Yuan Xuan's intention to go has been decided, how can the disciples stay. When Yuan Xuan was leaving, he built a shrine in the middle of the house. A statue of a god was made on the shrine. The god is like a naughty little boy, like angry, laughing, angry, happy, subtle and lifelike.

He also opened a clean room under the shrine and left his natal magic weapon in it. Yuan Xuan had stopped cultivating, and this natal magic weapon was of little use to him. But after all, it is a natal magic weapon, and it is always reluctant. Yuan Xuan set up a ban in the clean room.

This prohibition was the result of Yuan Xuan's detailed deduction of various formations for hundreds of years. When he came to this sandbank, he already knew that the sea would eventually change into mulberry fields one day. Since then, he has been preparing for his own future. The life of a cultivator is already long, and a cultivator like Yuan Xuan, who has no longer cultivated, has even more time. For hundreds of years, he has continued to refine and perfect this prohibition.

The power of this prohibition is that no one can break it, unless the immortals in the fairy world descend to earth. This means that as long as you enter this clean room, no one can go out.

Not to mention the people in the small Jindan period, even if it is the Mahayana stage, the ascension stage, or even the ordinary immortals, as long as they come in, don't think about going out.

If you want to explode the pill and explode the baby, you can't explode with the clean room, you can't explode. The primordial infant can only dry up in this clean room until it loses all its divine sense, spiritual sense, and consciousness, and becomes a living but lifeless gelatinous substance.

This stems from Yuan Xuan's hatred of those cultivators who don't cultivate well and only want to rob others of their magic weapons. His master's era was not particularly difficult, but because an important magic weapon was stolen by someone, and the guide failed to ascend.

No matter what magic weapon there is now, it won't be able to survive anyway, but Yuan Xuan still hates such people.

Yuan Xuan explained to his disciple that seeing this statue was equivalent to seeing him. The clean room under the statue is not allowed under any circumstances. If you find that the ground under the shrine has been moved, simply restore the ground to its original state.

The disciples kept in mind the teachings of their ancestors and really never entered the clean room below. Over the next fifty years or so, the ground was moved about twice. The disciples filled in the matter according to the intention of the master and did not make a statement to the outside world.

Since then, there has never been a case of the ground being pried into. This generation of disciples passes on the words of the master to the next generation of disciples. And the next generation of disciples has never had the ground pried, so they have forgotten to pass it down.

Gradually, it began to be populated. Gradually, there was a bazaar, and then it slowly developed into a small town, and then it became a small county town in the middle of the Qing Dynasty.

Qilin City is not a strategic location, and the terrain is not steep. During the war years, people fled here. All kinds of troops, you come today, he will pass tomorrow, they are all passing by, and they are not fighting here.

Occasionally, a unit is stationed here. However, as soon as the enemy attacked, he immediately gave up and moved to other places to make plans. In this way, the population of this small county became more and more, and it slowly became a larger city.

It is precisely because of these reasons that it is decided that there are neither historical monuments nor historical celebrities in Qilin City. The people of Qilin City are very sad, but this is also something that cannot be helped. Now everyone should also understand, why did Zhang Qiusheng's grandparents flee and not leave when they arrived here?

The fire god of the whole country is either Zhu Rong or Huo De Zhenjun. Only the fire god of Qilin City is a god called Huowa, and it is all a story made up by Yuan Xuan's disciples. The more Yuan Xuan's disciples came to the later they became, the more they became unsuccessful, and the more bad the stories they made, the worse they became. However, the worse the story, the more people believe it, just as the bigger the bubble of a soap opera, the more people watch it.

When he went to the Temple of the Fire God Temple to wish that he believed in folklore, the people in this Fire Temple were no longer Yuan Xuan's disciples.

Zhang Qiusheng sat under the tree and smoked a cigarette, and was about to go down to have a look. It suddenly occurred to me that this fire temple was at least a few hundred years old, so the cellar must not be short. I don't know what's in it, in case someone pulls in it, it's really called millennium. Although the cover plate has been opened for more than ten minutes, the air convection does not emit much odor, right? If you go down now, won't you stink people to death?

Thinking of this, Zhang Qiusheng pulled out his feet and ran out. Not far in front is a small commodity wholesale street. I found an electrical appliance firm and opened the door. The current Huoshenmiao small commodity street is remodeled from private houses, the first floor of the street is a shop, and the upstairs is a house or warehouse or office.

There were a few people talking upstairs, and there was a smell of alcohol. It means that the store is drinking. It's mealtime, and it's normal to drink alcohol.

This business house is fully stocked, with fans, wires, and wiring boards. Zhang Qiusheng doesn't care about anything else, he just needs these. Quietly took a fan, and then took a stack of wires and wiring boards. Then run to the back of the house closest to the Fire Temple and connect the wires.

Use the Ruyi God Claw to hoist the electric fan into the cellar to blow the wind. Zhang Qiusheng went to the courtyard under the tree to smoke again.