Han Xiangjun wiped a little bruise on his skin, after being rough, it was difficult for anyone to calm down, as long as he touched one place, Han Xiangjun remembered Liu Qingyang's wild posture.

It's just that this person said that in the end, he didn't seem to be a completely ruthless person, but this kind of character is much stranger. A little less weak, confused, a little more domineering, arrogant.

It's just that this character has a temperament, and it hasn't been polished over the years, but it looks green. What's more, the four words of happiness and enmity are simple to say, but they are not such a way, how can they be like this, and then give favors?

Liu Qingyang never showed up again for a day, but found an empty house and sang and drank wildly, as if the wine could anesthetize his wild nerves. It's just that with the power of wine, Liu Qingyang is a law decision, and he can summon the black flame between the command of his hand, and as for the original black flame in his body, he is also a lot stronger.

Thinking of this, Liu Qingyang was even more depressed, the black flame evoked the beastly nature, but he used it to strengthen himself, but he was afraid that the black flame itself was the fire of the demon. Besides, Liu Qingyang is a sword cultivator, and the sword path is fundamental, although this black flame is powerful, it is a witchcraft and cannot be cultivated at all.

Liu Qingyang thought: "If this black flame always erupts like this, then wouldn't you become that demonic person? How many women will suffer in the whole world? This kind of thing must not be, even if I don't know how to treat Han Xiangjun like that, but if it is an ordinary woman, I am afraid that I will be uneasy in my heart first." We have to find a way to solve this hidden danger of black flame as soon as possible. ”

Thinking about it again, Liu Qingyang didn't feel that there was any difficulty in this matter, what kind of person was his master Yuan Yingchou? If he thought about it, he could solve such a spell, and even if it was difficult to solve, as long as he was strong-willed, he was afraid that there would not be too much trouble.

Liu Qingyang was drinking, but he heard the sound of slamming the door outside the door, and an old man outside the door said, "Son, can the old man come in?"

Liu Qingyang could hear that it was the voice of the village high priest, so he readily agreed.

The high priest came in and watched Liu Qingyang several times, nodded but shook his head, all of which made Liu Qingyang scratch his head.

The high priest didn't speak, took some wine, drew a hideous grimace, scattered some wine around, and then looked up at Liu Qingyang.

Liu Qingyang smiled: "What does the High Priest mean by this?"

The high priest sighed and said, "I don't mean anything else, it's just that today I was praying in that hall, but I found that there was a mark on the altar for no reason, and on that trace, there was a little black flame, and I thought that something terrible had happened in this village." The old man thinks about it, in this village, I am afraid that only the son can have anything to do with this matter. It's a special question. ”

Liu Qingyang frowned, but he didn't demonstrate: "I did repair Heiyan, but what does that grimace mean?"

The high priest made a gesture of prayer, then slowly got up, and said bitterly, "This is a long story. The land of southern Xinjiang was originally a ghost. Tens of thousands of years ago, no matter what kind of person you are, if you want to enter this southern Xinjiang, I am afraid that there will be no return. The root of this is in this black flame, and the black flame is the spiritual fire that day of the evil ghost mother, but this flame is strange and demonic, and it can burn divine thoughts and pierce the body. ”

"Later, there were two great gods in southern Xinjiang, namely the great god of Wuxian and the great god of Chonglou, and the two great gods fought against the evil ghost mother of the sky, and only then did they quell the flames in southern Xinjiang. It's just that the land of southern Xinjiang is so rich, and it is because of the black flame that it has achieved such a temperature, and it has not changed since the beginning of the year. Therefore, there are powerful people who say that this black flame is the foundation of self-sufficiency in southern Xinjiang, so there is Zoroastrianism. ”

Liu Qingyang felt weird, and immediately asked, "Then what does this black flame have to do with that altar?"

The high priest smiled bitterly and said: "That altar is a reasonable thing built by the two great gods, and it is where the will of heaven is communicated in southern Xinjiang. So that the black flame is born, and the great god can sense it. Since Childe has cultivated Heiyan today, I am afraid that he will face the accountability of the great god in the near future. Childe still needs to make more plans. Of course, if Childe doesn't go to the Dragon Swamp, then he only needs to face the relatively gentle Wuxian God. ”

Liu Qingyang frowned and said: "This kind of thing should be a secret in Southern Xinjiang, how can the high priest know about it in this small village?"

The high priest laughed, "It's not a secret. Although the records of Heiyan in this southern Xinjiang are different, they are all similar, and the same is true for Gongzi to go to other villages. Besides, above the oracle, it is not said that the black flame is a capital crime, I will first see if Gongzi has the intention of destroying the southern frontier. ”

Liu Qingyang smiled dumbly and stopped answering. What does he have to do with the destruction of southern Xinjiang? However, the fact that this black flame is the sacred flame of Zoroastrianism still needs to be investigated.

Thinking of this, Liu Qingyang went to Han Xiangjun's house, as soon as Han Xiangjun saw Liu Qingyang coming in, he was like a frightened bird, curled up, but Han Xiangjun wanted to come and dress beautifully, the more cramped it was, the more it revealed pieces of spring.

Liu Qingyang had to sit on a chair next to him and said, "Don't be afraid." Forget about that before!"

As soon as these words came out, Liu Qingyang felt that it was inappropriate, but these words ignited Han Xiangjun's anger.

Han Xiangjun said: "Who are you and me? After you are so ravaged, you want to abandon me like a shoe? Han Xiangjun is a dusty woman, and you will not be allowed to be insulted like this." ”

Liu Qingyang was speechless for a moment, and said for a moment: "Let's talk about what that black flame is." ”

Han Xiangjun was stunned for a moment, then his eyes turned cold, and he said, "How do you know that black flame?"

As soon as Liu Qingyang's mind moved, a wisp of black flame slowly rose from that hand, Han Xiangjun jumped off the ground, looked at the black flame and said, "How can this holy flame be here with you, and how can this holy flame be born in the human body?"

Liu Qingyang said: "It's better for you to talk about this black flame first, and your Zoroastrian past, I'll tell you again!"

Han Xiangjun pondered for a moment and said slowly: "Southern Xinjiang has been blessed with the Black Flame, so it is so rich, so the first generation of ancestors here worshipped the Black Flame as a holy fire. There is only one of these holy fires in the world, and it is in the Zoroastrian Hopeless Cliff Worship Fire God Palace. ”

"I don't know how this flame of yours came from, but I have seen the black flame in the Divine Palace, and the desolate aura is stronger, but it is getting darker and darker every year, and it is not as vigorous as you. Come to think of it, your black flame is the nascent state. All the gods in my Zoroastrianism also rely on this holy fire to cultivate, so with this black flame, except for the extremely top witches, you are rampant. ”

Liu Qingyang said: "That day, I fought with Chiyue and Baiyang, and I saw that Shishen also had a black flame, why do you say that this black flame only has one in the Fire God Palace?"

Han Xiangjun said: "I also know that you said this, but that type of god black flame is a pseudo-black flame that Wu Xian God imitated according to the black flame ontology, and its essence is fire. But this black flame in the Fire Worship God Palace is different from your black flame, its essence is Gu, it is transformed by the blood and resentment of thousands of Gu worms, it is extremely evil, not comparable to that fire. But the fire ......"

Speaking of this, Han Xiangjun suddenly understood a lot, and said: "You were in the early morning, but you suffered from this black flame ......."

Liu Qingyang nodded, but Han Xiangjun sighed and said: "In this black flame, there are thousands of entanglements*, in that divine palace, all the secret methods of the sect leader are suppressed, and it still needs a group of wives and concubines to be able to leak out. It's just that the sect leader is using the black flame, so the backlash is greater, but you are different, you are the master of the black flame, I am afraid that the backlash is smaller, but this desire is still difficult to suppress. You need to be cautious, otherwise you will be riddled with black flames, and you will be robbed of your soul by that Gu worm resentful spirit. ”

Liu Qingyang summoned a wisp of black flame again, and as soon as this black flame came out, Liu Qingyang really felt that it was hot, and he was eyeing Han Xiangjun again.

When such a situation appeared, Liu Qingyang hurriedly accepted Hei Yan and said, "Do you know the secret method of the sect leader?"

Han Xiangjun shook his head and said, "How do I know the secret method of the sect master? besides, although my adoptive father is a Zoroastrian cultivator, not all sect masters practice this black flame technique, he is the one who does not cultivate. If you go to Zoroastrianism with me, I promise you that you will learn a copy of the secret method. ”

After saying this, Han Xiangjun also noticed that the meaning was strange, at this time she was a fish and meat, and Liu Qingyang was a knife warrior, how could such a promise be effective?

Liu Qingyang is not entangled, this has been black for more than half a month, and it has only broken out once, as long as it is carefully suppressed, it will be a year and a half, and there will not be too many problems.

It's just that you need to fast forward to the Zoroastrianism before you can finally suppress this black flame.

However, when Han Xiangjun saw that Liu Qingyang didn't speak, he would also be mistaken, and said: "This black flame is difficult to suppress, if you ...... If you can't suppress it...... He came to me...... It's just that I hope that in the future, if the black flame in the sect is extinguished, you can borrow a ray of fire. ”

Liu Qingyang shook his head with a wry smile, and walked out of the mansion quickly, although he was twenty or three, he was also new to personnel, as soon as Han Xiangjun said that, even if he had a fever in his abdomen, if it was late, he was afraid that Han Xiangjun would have to suffer.

Liu Qingyang walked slowly along the village path, and said in his heart: "That Zoroastrian has been in the sect for so many years, I am afraid that the black flame will have long been extinguished, if I can do good deeds, I am only afraid of the best." At that time, you only need to face the Zoroastrian master alone, where is there such trouble. ”

This idea is also feasible, in Zoroastrianism, the sect leader is secondary, and the holy flame is the fundamental, if the black flame is really going to be extinguished, with a wisp of new black flame in the body, how can it not be supported by Zoroastrianism?

I just want to think about it, Liu Qingyang will not seriously go to the Hopeless Cliff to negotiate with the Zoroastrian people.

Suddenly, Liu Qingyang is law is the world is different, the southern Xinjiang is like summer all year round, but on this path, there are snowflakes.

In a blink of an eye, Liu Qingyang had just made a decision, and there was someone at the end of the path, and that person had white hair, a gray robe, and no wind. I think that this snowflake in the sky is made by a man.

The man sighed softly and said, "You're here!"