Red is the only color here, even the blue sky elsewhere is red here, and what is swaying on the mountain is not a yao grass qionghua, but clusters of vermilion flames, and the scorching air distorts the light, making this place out of place with the surrounding environment, as if in another time and space. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

That's right, this is the world-famous Flame Mountain, a taboo for mortal immortals, and even the fire god on duty in the heavenly court can't stand the high temperature here.

The origin of the Flame Mountain is even more mysterious, and there are only vague rumors that the cause of this place is quite related to the gossip furnace refined by the Taoist Emperor Taishang Laojun.

The Flame Mountain is located in the south of the Sacrifice Country, and Sha Tin Town is one of the closest towns to the Flame Mountain in the Sacrifice Country.

Even so, the first feeling of Sha Ranlan and Wukong when they first arrived here was still hot, and the second feeling was that it was really hot, and the whole town seemed to be detained in a steamer.

The only remaining stream outside the town is now a dry riverbed, and the land is cracked everywhere, and in some places it has weathered into large expanses of yellow sand.

The two of them saw surprise in each other's eyes, even monsters didn't want to come to such a place, how could ordinary people live here.

Along the way, Wukong also figured out from Sha Langlan's mouth, what task did the two exchange for the evil order, compared to Sha Langlan's frustration, Wukong seemed to be full of interest, and it took a while, and finally the 'dignified' Sha Langlan defeated the strange-shaped monkey head with his 'gorgeous' appearance, and won the important task of coming forward to find out the local situation.

But what I didn't expect was that the local situation was so simple, so simple that Sha Langlan didn't meet half a living person after going around the town for a long time, and finally it was easy to see people in an imposing mansion in the center of the town.

I knocked on the door for a long time and didn't see anyone coming, and just when Sha Langlan's patience was about to be exhausted and he was about to break into the door, he heard hesitant footsteps from inside.

The answer to the door was a gray-haired old man with dry and cracked lips, and he was not energetic early in the morning, so he pulled open the door bolt and pushed open a crack to look at Sha Langlan, and his eyes stopped on his bare head.

Wheezed and said: "Master is going to turn fate, I'm really sorry that our town is evil, the sun is poisonous and can't get by, the villagers are running away, and the old decay is also ......."

As he spoke, he coughed hoarsely, but even then he took out a few copper coins from his bosom with great difficulty, as if he wanted to give alms.

Seeing that the old man had misunderstood, Sha Langlan hurriedly clarified: "Old man, you have misunderstood, I am not here to make a fate." "Look at the old man pitiful, pinching the Fa Yin and trying to get some water out with his talent, who knows that the lack of water element power in this place is beyond imagination, Sha Langlan did his best to make a section, a thumb-sized water ball, and as soon as the water ball appeared, it began to dissipate visibly with the naked eye.

When Sha Langlan sent the water balloon into the old man's mouth, the old man's eyes recovered a little, and he said excitedly: "This is the immortal law, you ...... You are ......"

Sha Langlan smiled slightly, and was thinking about whether to show the name of his three-star view, when he heard the old man trembling and grabbed him, "Are you...... You are the master of Jinguang Temple. ”

Looking at the old man's expectant eyes, Sha Langlan nodded subconsciously, only then did he touch the wrong, how did he become Jinguang Temple, and then he realized that baldness is not shallow.

However, the old man didn't give him a chance to defend himself, and tremblingly pulled the fake monk into the house, and shouted desperately a few times, and then two more family members came up to receive him.

During the conversation, Sha Langlan slowly learned from the old man what happened in Sha Tin Town.

The stream outside the town is the fountain of life, and the harvest in the field is not good, but there are always some weeds on the hillside that can grow.

The townspeople usually make a living by grazing livestock, and they live a little tighter and quieter, but such days suddenly came to an end half a month ago.

The weather in the area around the town is getting hotter and hotter, first the crops in the fields die, then the creek outside the town dries up, and finally even the weeds on the hillsides disappear.

This is not the end, the captive cattle have disappeared out of thin air one after another, the officials have made several trips without any clues, and the townspeople have lost hope of life, but anyone who has some strength has fled elsewhere.

The old man is the head of a town in this Shatian Town, one is too old to stand the bumps, and the other was born and grew up in Si and can't give up his homeland, and he has been to the country several times in vain, and only barely survives with a few half-dry deep wells in the yard.

In the past two days, the deep well in the courtyard has also dried up completely, and if it were a few days at night, Sha Langlan would only see a few dry bones.

In order to entertain the monks from Jinguang Temple, the old man brought up the only half bowl of water left in the cellar jar at home, the water in the bowl was unimaginably turbid, but the old man's thin little grandson's eyes were reluctant to move away at all, staring at the pottery bowl and biting his lip.

Sha Langlan sighed and put the bowl in the child's hand, and the child held the bowl and looked at his grandfather, as if he was unwilling and seemed to dare.

Sha Langlan only felt that his heart was being grabbed fiercely, he turned his head and walked into a room, and when he came out again, his face had turned pale, but there was a dingdong sound of water from the large jar in his hand.

When Sha Langlan walked out of the house, three people in the house behind him knelt on the ground and refused to get up, he only felt that the burden on his body was much heavier all of a sudden, and he was no longer like the mentality he had when he first arrived, and at the same time he hated the lowliness of his own mana, even if he could have the cultivation of a heavenly general, he could save a few more lives with his natural powers.

But now he ......

The water conjured by the spell can taste bad Sha Langlan knew it, and even foodies like Wukong were full of disgust, but when the thin child took a sip carefully, the smile in his eyes told him that the elixir was jade dew, and it was the purest joy of life.

Wukong was irritable and practicing Juyun, and when he saw Sha Langlan come out and collect spells to keep up, for some reason he always felt that Sha Langlan when he came out was not quite the same as when he went in just now.

The two have known each other for a long time, and just a casual look is enough for him to understand each other's deep pain and helplessness.

Out of the town, Sha Langlan summoned the water cloud without a sound, and Wukong followed and said carefully: "Lao Sha, where are we going?"

Sha Langlan said in a deep voice: "Go where we should go, if this place is really evil, I, Sha Langlan, vow to make this evil obstacle regret coming to the world......"

The clouds of water rose into the air, but this time the target was changed to several other villages and towns near the Flame Mountain.