What can Uncle Ai do, it's too late to hurry up and study pathology now. What's more, the two strongest people on the entire island have given up on Ning Ran, so the only hope now is the statue of the god of fire.

At all costs, even blasphemy, you have to bear it yourself.

He took off his fireproof robe and wrapped his hands, and rushed to Ning Ran's side quickly. As soon as he was about to pick up Ning Ran, he felt a terrifying heat piercing his skin, and even he couldn't prevent it.

The patriarch and the high priest had no intention of stopping him, but silently watched his back as he flew away.

Uncle Ai hugged Ning Ran and rushed towards the temple, he knew that the patriarch and the high priest would never let him go.

The high priest was still a little hesitant, and shook his hand to chase after him, but the patriarch stretched out his hand to stop him: "Let him go." ”

"But we still have a chance to ......" The High Priest understood the importance of Ning Ran, but was also worried about the consequences of angering the god of fire, even if their god had long since disappeared into the long river of time. The patriarch looked at the temple and shook his head: "If it is the arrangement of the fire god, then we can wait and see what happens." ”

When Uncle Ai's fire turned into a point of light, the patriarch took a step forward and chased after him. The high priest hesitated for a long time, leaned over to pick up the kettle on the ground, and slowly walked out of the medical hall.

Uncle Ai was in a hurry, and in less than a moment rushed to the front of the temple. The temple is not allowed to be desecrated, no matter who it is, it is strictly forbidden to fly into the temple, but at this moment, he can't care so much, gritted his teeth and rushed in.

The palace guards had already discovered this fire and immediately lined up to prepare for battle. The hall guard squinted his eyes and recognized the person who flew in, but he did not hesitate, pulled out the hollow scimitar hanging from his waist and shouted: "Stop!"

The guards each urged the exercises to attack the sky, and all kinds of flames filled the air, looking like dense flame cobwebs from a distance. Uncle Ai grabbed Ning Ran with one hand, and then several cobalt blue flames appeared around him like ghosts, turning into many flame foxes in flight, blocking the attacks of the palace guards in all directions.

Explosions rumbled in the air, and Uncle Ai broke through their long-distance defenses. On weekdays, only a small part of the avant-garde in the temple patrols the door, which is like a wolf for a handful of masters like Uncle Ai. The head of the hall guard reluctantly called everyone back, and the flame patterns on the scimitar turned into real flames, and slashed into the air several times, and the thin lines of fire rushed towards Uncle Ai in the blink of an eye.

Seeing that he was about to approach the front hall, Uncle Ai took a sharp breath and gathered the energy of his whole body in one place. He spat out a turquoise fierce fire from his mouth, the flames were surging and rushing, crushing and scattering the line of fire, and the broken turquoise flames spread out in the air, and they actually condensed into cyan fire lotus again, crashing into the front guard of the temple, rumbling and exploding in front of them.

The temple had been safe and sound for thousands of years, and they didn't have much experience in real life-and-death battles other than cultivating exercises, combat training, and patrolling. In the face of Uncle Ai's bluffing offensive, he had the idea of retreating.

Uncle Ai rushed into the front hall from the gap in the crowd, but as soon as his feet fell to the ground, a group of guards surrounded him. Uncle Ai knew that he had cut off hope, and he didn't want to hurt his clansmen, so he turned around with Ning Ran in his arms, knelt down heavily facing the palace guard, and unconsciously wept.

"Ai is willing to be punished, it has nothing to do with this child......"

The head of the palace guard feigned anger and walked up to him with a knife. He looked at his old friend who was withered and exhausted, and he didn't know what to do with it for a while, so he could only say coldly to everyone: "Take it down." Some guards were about to step forward, but the voices of the patriarch and the high priest came from outside the hall, and the guards stepped back one after another, making way for them, and two familiar figures walked quickly into the hall and came to Uncle Ai.

At this time, Uncle Ai seemed to be ten years old, kneeling on the ground and muttering to himself, and he didn't notice the burns on his arms.

"Iroh, take the baby over. The high priest helped him up, and Uncle Ai heard a loud scream, stumbling and rushing to the apse with Ning Ran in his arms. Seeing this, the head of the palace guard suddenly relaxed a lot, and he scolded the guards to disperse and perform their duties, and also followed the patriarch to the stone wall.

The High Priest followed Uncle Ai, and in front of him was the wall carved with the statue of the god of fire. Uncle Ai didn't care about saluting, so he put Ning Ran next to the stone wall on the spot, Ning Ran leaned against the stone carving, and his face gradually soothed, as if he was leaning on the ice cube to cool off the heat. Uncle Ai endured the sharp pain in his arms and bowed to the ground reverently, hoping that the fire god could protect Ning Ran.

The human race has been living here for millions of years, they are not as flexible as other people, and they do not have too strong reproductive ability, ordinary human races can reach nearly two hundred years of life, and strong cultivators can extend their lifespan to three or four hundred years old. However, the Terran race far surpassed other living beings in terms of cultivation speed, not to mention extremely high spiritual intelligence.

Over the years, this giant floating island has changed generations of patriarchs, and countless amazing geniuses have been selected for the mission left by the Vulcan God – to cultivate the body of true fire.

The Body of True Fire has plagued all the successive patriarchs who have inherited their mission. In another museum, which is as large as a temple, there is a study of this constitution. Before cultivators reach adulthood, using the statue of the fire god to conduct an examination is the most effective method at present. The flame lines on the Vulcan Statue's forehead would spread upwards like a tree branch growing with the touch of a cultivator, but no one had ever been able to bring it to its peak.

There have been very few cases in history, and they have only risen to nearly ninety percent.

Ning Ran had accidentally tested before he lost his memory, but his record at that time was ninety and a half. The high priest and patriarch therefore attached great importance to his growth, but after Ning Ran lost his memory due to an accident, he completely abandoned his cultivation, and the hope in their eyes was gradually extinguished.

Ning Ran's back leaned slightly against the stone wall, and the flame patterns immediately began to react. The patriarch and the high priest looked at each other, they hadn't felt nervous in years.

The flame lines on the stone wall slowly lit up, and Ning Ran's expression became more and more relaxed, and even flipped his upper body to lie on the stone wall, and with Ning Ran's regular breathing, the flames in his body were fully burned. The High Priest looked at it for a moment, and his eyes lit up, and this breathing method was actually the basis for him to teach during his teaching.

The patriarch stroked his messy beard and looked at Ning Ran intently. As the flame pattern on the stone wall rises higher and higher, it gradually rises to sixty percent.

Seventy percent.

Probably.

However, Ning Ran rolled and moved away from the stone wall.

The high priest was suddenly confused, this was not yet ninety percent, he stepped forward, intending to push Ning Ran to continue to touch the stone wall. But Uncle Ai jumped up from the ground and stopped the high priest like a dog, making him cry and laugh. The high priest looked at the patriarch as if asking for help, but the latter did not say a word, staring at Ning Ran tightly.

Although Ning Ran didn't touch the wall at the moment, there was still a steady stream of invisible energy flowing into his body from the stone wall, helping him digest the disordered energy in his body. The four patriarchs watched Ning Ran go from the basic fire condensation method to the restrained burning method he had recently learned, and watched the condensed flames on his body change from virtual to solid, from solid to virtual.

The lines on the stone wall began to rise again, and before I knew it, Ning Ran had finished practicing three cycles, and the flame lines were all lit up. The high priest was in a trance for a while, and he couldn't even suppress his excitement, the head of the palace saw the high priest who was about to have a convulsion for the first time, he turned his head and whispered to the patriarch: "Patriarch, what will happen if it's all lit?"

The patriarch was a little excited, but he didn't know what to say when he opened his mouth, the puzzle that had plagued the human race for countless years was finally about to see the light of day.

The high priest noticed his gaffe, and he tried his best to steady his trembling body: "Wait and see." ”

However, nothing happened, and the lines were all lit up and slowly extinguished. Ning Ran slowly stood up with a yawn, and when he opened his eyes, there were the patriarch, the high priest, the chief of the temple guard, and Uncle Ai with a happy and painful expression.

Ning Ran chuckled in his heart.

The patriarch pondered for a while: "Let's all go back and wait and see what happens." Ning Ran looked at his vicious expression, cold sweat flowed, and the idea of slipping away suddenly came to his heart: "I, I can walk, I'll go back first." ”

Ning Ran smeared oil on the soles of his feet and ran out. The stone wall finally moved again, and a jewel emitting a light red light condensed from the mouth of the fire god statue, and quickly drilled Ning Ran's body with a bang, and the four people behind saw all this, they looked at each other, what is this operation?

Feeling a strange thing in his body, and in addition to the gazes of the four people behind him, Ning Ran couldn't help but feel empty, and sped up his pace and ran out of the temple. Uncle Ai said goodbye to the three of them and shouted Ning Ran, and hurriedly chased them out.