Yesterday, Henry explained the truth to Bei Mingxuan in detail, and the thief of the Loop Company is not dead, maybe there are follow-up measures, and they have to guard against it. In addition, when the representative of the Loop Company was instigating Henry and the others, he said that Peter had discovered the Northern Immortal Xuan, which represented the Dark Clan, in the Yanlong Kingdom of Middle-earth, and fought him desperately, but was killed by the other party. But before he died, Peter snatched a short sword from the other party, this short sword was full of dark power and dark aura, and it was a real dark magic weapon. Now that I have found out that everything is a lie, then the Loop Company is inseparable from the Dark Clan, even if it is not the spokesperson of the Dark Clan. Bei Mingxuan has already made up his mind to meet Lopu Company, and now, the enemy of his enemy is his friend, of course, he must unite all the forces that can be united to start a war against the darkness.

Bei Shenxuan followed the people of the St. Prolo family and drove to the Vulcan Mountain, which is located in the Altai Mountains in the central part of the Black Water Country. Huoshenshan is located in the middle of the mountain range, where the two mountain dragons meet at Huoshenshan, and Huoshenshan is the pearl of the double dragons. In front of the high mountains is the endless hot spring plain, and the Altai Mountains embrace the plain with a pair of strong arms, like a giant god who guards this rich plain. On Huoshen Mountain, the peaks are stacked on top of each other, and the primeval forests are lush and green. On the top of the high mountain of Vulcan, a majestic castle stands, and the whole castle is carved and piled up on the basis of the mountain peak, the castle is the top of the mountain, and the mountain peak is the castle.

A mountain road winds up from the base of the hill to the castle, which is said to be thousands of years old. It's hard to imagine what forces built this castle thousands of years ago, or if it could only be a miracle. The group came to the gate of the castle, looked up at the castle after getting off the car, and felt the great majesty of the castle up close. The city wall of more than 30 meters is carved by the ready-made stone wall, which is integrated with the mountain peak, and the city gate is as high as 10 meters, and is made of cast iron juice from the stone pillars, which is thick and solid. Above the city gate is a statue of the god of fire carved along with the city wall, which is 15 meters above the city wall and 35 meters high, and holds a raging and unquenchable flame on the palm of its huge hand, symbolizing the sacred fire that brings light and warmth to the world.

The patriarch of the family of St. Pro, Jaminton St. Pro, dressed in medieval fire robes, led a group of people to greet the North in front of the castle gates. Bei Mingxuan walked into the castle surrounded by everyone, and as he thought, the castle was built by hollowing out the mountain peaks, and it was indeed a huge project. Everyone sat down and exchanged a few words.

Patriarch Jamington cut to the chase as he pointed to Henry and Emma and said, "Your Excellency, my son and daughter-in-law report to me that you have perfect control over the Mother of the Sacred Fire. Forgive me for being presumptuous, the legend of the Holy Messenger that has been passed down for thousands of years is the last and supreme hope of the Holy Clan. I sincerely ask for your permission to follow the instructions of your ancestors and participate in the rites approved by the god of fire to confirm the identity of your holy envoy. And to tell you the truth, this kind of ritual will be carried out separately in the eight major families, please understand our difficulties, this matter is too important to allow any mistakes. ”

Bei Mingxuan said: "Mr. Patriarch, don't be so polite, I took the liberty to come to your family to participate in the ceremony. This is a very sacred thing, and I don't know if I am the holy messenger that my husband is talking about, so I am very willing to confirm it through these ceremonies, please believe in my sincerity and kindness. ”

Jamington showed a relieved sense of relief, and Bei Mingxuan's kind and easy-going nature allowed him to let go of his last worries.

He stood up respectfully: "I am touched by your humility, Your Excellency, your character makes me firmly believe that even if you are not the Holy Envoy, you must be the guest and friend of our Saint Prolo family!"

Jamington then led him to an altar at the top of the castle, facing the fire god's raised palm and the flame in his palm. On the way, Jamington explained the requirements of the ritual to the North Stygian, which was very simple, using the Fire Mother to light the sacred fire ring on the altar and controlling the sacred fire ring to float behind the head of the Vulcan statue. The ring is not a solid object, but a liquid solution in a pool more than three meters in diameter on the altar, which forms an esoteric figure in a beautifully carved pool. Bei Mingxuan couldn't judge what the composition of these solutions was, so it was just a matter of igniting it, and keeping such a large range of liquid solutions in its current form and floating into the air, even if Bei Mingxuan had now reached the level of cultivation, he really didn't know the bottom of his heart. But the arrow has to be sent on the string, and I can't manage so much.

As soon as the law turned, the tip of the index finger of Bei Mingxuan's right hand condensed a fist-sized fireball, which was more condensed than yesterday's, and the temperature emitted was more restrained. He pointed his index finger at the altar, and the fireball slowly flew towards the sacred fire ring. Jamington's eyes grew brighter and brighter, and his heart beat even more violently than Bei Mingxuan. It's fire control, and the other party is not using flames, but can control it as they like. The Circle of Sacred Fire had never been lit by any flame for thousands of years, and had never seen it evaporate, and perhaps today he would have the privilege of witnessing this sacred moment, and hope rose in Jamington's heart.

The fireball popped into the solution in the sacred fire circle, disappeared without a trace, and just when Jamington's heart tightened, there was a "boom", and all the solutions in the holy fire circle burst into flames.

Jamington could not help but exclaim, "Oh, great Vulcan, you have at last remembered your children and sent us your messenger. ”

If you can light the sacred fire ring, even if you can't complete the ceremony, you can be sure that the young man in front of you is the messenger of the god of fire. The flaming ring of flame slowly rose from the sound of Jamington's prayers, and a relaxed smile appeared on the face of the North Stygian. He now knew that this sacred fire ring was not a liquid substance, but a fire-based treasure. Because his small fireball ignited the Sacred Flame Circle, this treasure had already established a wonderful connection with him, and he felt that commanding the Sacred Flame Circle of more than three meters was not much more difficult than using the "Smoke Willow" sword intent to command a small fireball.

The circle of sacred fire that had been slowly erected was composed of a complex set of runes, and Bei Ying Xuan instantly understood that the ancestor of the Saint Pro family wanted to convey an important message through these runes, and he quickly memorized the entire pattern. He was secretly glad that if he hadn't succeeded in breaking through the ground level, then the consumption of internal force would definitely not be able to support him to complete the ritual. He no longer hesitated, and controlled the flame circle to rise high into the air, and in a short time it was floating behind the head of the Vulcan statue. Bei Mingxuan immediately discovered that there was a hidden groove on the back of the statue's head that was the same size as the Holy Fire Circle, and Bei Mingxuan placed the Holy Fire Ring firmly into the groove.

The whole body of the statue of the god of fire was somehow lit up by the ring of holy fire, and the entire statue emitted a dazzling red light, as if the god of fire wearing fire armor had descended into the world. In the square in front of the castle, all the clansmen of the St. Provo family had long gathered here, waiting for the miracle to appear, and this scene made the crowd in the square boil.

"Vulcan!

"Holy Messenger! Holy Messenger!"

With trembling hands, Jamington led Bei Mingxuan to the viewing platform at the top of the castle, and immediately retreated humbly, hiding behind him. Bei Mingxuan waved his hand to greet the people in the square, and the castle was full of cheers, and the cheers resounded in the sky.

A long line of slowly approaching luxury cars stopped on the winding road, and the people in the cars got out of the cars to look up at the miracle on the castle, and a sense of sacred solemnity rose from their hearts, and everyone bowed respectfully to the statue.

The miracle lasted for half an hour, and after the golden light disappeared, Bei Mingxuan made a move, and the holy fire circle slowly fell from the back of the god's head, condensing into a ball of fireball the size of a leather ball in Bei Mingxuan's hand. When Bei Mingxuan absorbed the fireball energy in the Holy Fire Circle back into his body, the fireball formed by the Holy Fire Circle also turned into an orange liquid sphere, emitting a faint yellow light in his palm. He looked at the liquid sphere, still unable to judge its material composition, Bei Xuan shook his head, reached out and handed the sphere to Jamington.

Jamington respectfully bowed to him and said, "My lord, let us go down and receive the audience of your servants." Moreover, the envoys of other families have already arrived. The Sacred Fire Ring is a self-defense treasure left by the Fire God in the world, so please keep it. ”

Bei Mingxuan said, "This is not very good, right?"

Jamington said, "Oh, my lord, please don't say that, you have completed the ritual of the Prolo family, you are the master, and we are all your servants." ”

Bei Mingxuan said: "Mr. Patriarch, please don't say that, I hope we are all equal to each other, just as you need to find the Holy Messenger, I need your help even more." ”

"You are so merciful, my lord, and I swear to you in the name of our ancestors that my family and I will be your most loyal subordinates. ”

"Thanks, let's go, don't keep everyone waiting too long. ”

As he walked down the stairs accompanied by Jamington, everyone waiting in the hall cheered and applauded. Everyone was happy from the bottom of their hearts, including the envoys of the various families who had just arrived and the two disciples of the Northern Underworld. Everyone gathered together and surrounded the North Stygian in the core, and Jammington introduced the people who came forward to greet the Northern Stygian one by one.

The first to step forward to greet the North Stygian was an old man in his seventies, he was wearing a white robe, and there were faint thin patterns on the robe, Rose affectionately took the old man's arm and walked with him to the North Styx.

"Master, this is my grandfather, Locke St. Gioat, who is the patriarch of the modern generation. Grandpa, this is the teacher I worshipped in Middle-earth, Bei Mingxuan. Master, Grandpa must come and invite you in person. ”

Patriarch Locke bowed respectfully to Bei Mingxuan: "Honorable lord, we are not qualified to add that holy word in front of you, you can call me Locke." I have heard of your deeds and witnessed your miracles at Vulcan's Castle, and my intuition tells me that the flame of hope of the Holy Ones has just been kindled. Please give me this honor and open the door of wisdom to the Castle of Wisdom where the Joyat family is located, so that the people of the Joyat family can also witness the miracle. ”

Bei Mingxuan hurriedly stepped forward, held Patriarch Locke's hand and said, "Senior, you value me, dare to disobey your fate. ”

Because of Rose, they were very affectionate as soon as they met. Then a gentleman with a who's 1.9 meters, wearing a straight tuxedo dress, with long neat and smooth hair, a Chinese face, bright pale golden eyes, a snow-white complexion, and an extremely handsome appearance, stepped forward.

Jamington introduced behind the North Stylist: "This is the envoy of the Moonlight Clan, Mr. Robert St. Clark. ”

Robert saluted very gracefully: "My lord, thank you for lighting the flame of hope of the Holy Family, and may you continue to glorify the Fire God Castle and start all miracles." ”

Next, elvens, orcs, dwarves, summoning mages, the Knights Templar, and other Holy Family envoys greeted the Northern Styx. Among them, the headquarters of the elven clan, the orc clan, and the holy sacrificial family are in Xijinzhou like the Vulcan clan, and the headquarters of the dwarf clan, the summoning mage association, the Templar Knights, and some of the god families are in Nanyang Continent. Peter's family is the family of Zeus, the god king who is in charge of thunder and lightning, and the verification ceremony of each family of the god clan is completed in the castle of the god of fire.

The envoy of the Zeus family explained Peter's affairs to him in detail when he visited him, and he told him that although Peter was born in the clan, he was not bad, he was rebellious since he was a child, and he should have been executed for serious violations of the clan rules, but he escaped by chance, and finally took refuge in the Loop Company. The high-level management of the Loop company came forward, and the Zeus family had to give up the pursuit, but they have been expelled from the family, please don't have any doubts.

After consulting with the two patriarchs and several envoys, it was decided that without further ado, Patriarch Jamington would arrange for a special plane to take Bei Mingxuan to each family in turn for the certification ceremony of the holy envoys. The first place they went was the camp of the elves and orcs who lived in seclusion in the endless primeval forests of the Altai Mountains.

The elves live deep in the jungle on the shores of Lake Whitsunday, where they grow a variety of precious plants, and they are mainly vegetarians. All the dwellings in the whole camp are integrated into nature, or a platform is carved directly into the canopy, or a grass hut is built between the trees, or carved stones, or digs holes for a living, which is very simple and natural. Accompanied by a group of envoys, Bei Mingxuan fell in love with the environment here when he arrived on the shore of the Holy Spirit Lake, and was full of affection for the elven people.