The fire god sword technique in the mouth of Venerable Zongqing comes from a mysterious sect in the north, "Zoroastrianism". The sect takes the god of fire as the sacrificial deity, and the martial arts are mainly based on driving fire and resisting fire.

The god of fire is one of the important gods in the belief of Chinese folk gods, and all ethnic groups in China have the custom of sacrificing to the god of fire.

The worship of the god of fire of the Han nationality, with the image and the origin of the words, generally take Zhu Rong as the god of fire, it is said that he was originally a descendant of the Zhuan clan, his real name is Chongli, also called Wu Hui, Emperor Yu (that is, Gao Xin, the leader of the ancient tribe in the legend) when he was in power, the official residence is Huozheng, very meritorious, can melt the world, Emperor Yu is ordered to say "Zhu Rong", after death for the god of fire officials. According to legend, Dayu's father Kun stole the Emperor's rest, and the Emperor ordered Zhu Rong to kill Kun in Yujiao ("The Classic of Mountains and Seas, the Book of the Sea");

In addition, the Han folk belief also has the saying that the Yan Emperor or the Suiren clan is the god of fire, such as the ancient times the Suiren clan drilled wood to make fire, so that human beings entered the stage of cooked food, and the descendants respected as the god of fire, also known as the true monarch of fire virtue, and sacrificed regularly. There are also some areas where the worship of the fire god has no specific origin, or the Southern Fire Emperor, or the old mother of fire, and so on.

The worship of the god of fire of the ethnic minorities in the southwest is different from the personification of the god of fire of the ethnic minorities in the north, and most of them regard the burning flame as the embodiment of the god of fire (or regard the pot stone, fire pond stove, etc. as the symbol of the god of fire), and worship it as the protector god who bestows fire and wealth and makes the family prosper.

Among the various ethnic groups that believe in shamanism in the north of our country, the god of fire is an ancient male, known as the god of fire, the god of fire, the fire girl, the fire spirit, the fire source, etc. For example, the legend of the Oroqen tribe: a gentleman got up in the morning to bake the fire, because he offended the fire god. No matter where his family moved, it couldn't get on fire. Later, he pleaded with the fire god's mother-in-law, received forgiveness, and when he went home and lit the fire again, the fire ignited.

Chinese martial arts have a long history, and there have been countless martial arts masters who have achieved great cultivation, among which there are many masters who are good at fire skills, so the sect that focuses on practicing fire skills has also come into being. In the north, there is Zoroastrianism, in the southwest, there is Vulcanism, and in the south, there is Yandimen, and so on. Although these sects are all famous for their fire skills, they are completely different from each other in cultivating the mind and driving the method, and they can be said to be good at winning and each has its own subtlety.

Zoroastrianism's fire skills mostly act on all kinds of weapons with their unique internal force, making them extremely hot, and when they are struck, no one dares to defeat them. At this time, the iron sword in the black cloud crane hand was fiery and dazzling, and it exuded aggressive heat, which was a typical "Zoroastrian" fire prevention technique.

Heiyunhe was originally a Mongolian, belonging to the Sakha Lian Division, in 1616 Nurhachi called the Khan, the following year that conquered the Sakha Lian Department in the middle reaches of the Heilongjiang River, took its 11 villages, and then successively conquered from Nebuchu (now Nerchensk, Russia) east of all the areas south of the Outer Khingan Mountains, originally belonged to the Ming Dynasty Nuer Gandu Division, all the guards were changed to belong to the Dajin State of Nurhachi. Black Cloud Crane's parents were killed when Nurhachi annexed his tribe, so he joined the Ming border army, hoping to take revenge on the Jurchens with the strength of the Ming army. However, the fiasco in the Battle of Guangning made him feel that the Ming Dynasty was also unreliable, and the day of revenge was far away, and his temperament suddenly changed greatly. He is a rare martial artist who cultivates internal strength in Luo's army, and he is even valued by Luo, and let his son Luo Junjie worship Heiyunhe as a teacher.

It has been eight or nine months since Luo Junjie and Hei Yunhe and their cadres made a living by sneak attacks and robberies in the vacuum area of the confrontation between the Ming and Jin countries, and the team has been sharply reduced from more than 30 people to 12 people today.

Five or six days ago, a group of about eight or nine Jurchen soldiers was attacked by Luo Junjie and his gang at the foot of a mountain near the city of Guangning, and Bao'er was among the soldiers at that time, and after the Jurchen soldiers died, because Bao'er said that she was Han and was captured by the Jurchens to be a maid, so she was not killed. But Luo Junjie didn't let her go, but forced her to stay and cook for everyone. Actually, Bao'er was not thin before, but because Luo Junjie's team had been hungry most of the time every day for five or six days, she became yellow and thin.

In the middle of the night yesterday, Luo Junjie and his party ventured to attack Huang Debiao's department in Daxingbao, killing two companions, and Bao'er, who followed to grab grain and grass, could not fall off the horse. Luo Junjie and Heiyunhe naturally would not risk the annihilation of the whole army, and returned to the army to save people for the sake of a little girl they picked up, so they disappeared into the night without hesitation. Unexpectedly, early this morning, they actually met Bao'er on the official road, although Bao'er was unwilling to follow them anymore, but Luo Junjie tied him up without saying anything, and Gao Jie and others also rushed to Bao'er because of Bao'er's cry for help.

Of course, Luo Sigong also recognized Heiyun He's Fire God Sword Technique, and knew that he had murderous intentions, so he glanced at Luo Yangxing, and said in a low voice: "Don't expose too much strength!"

Luo Yangxing nodded slightly, and did not speak, so he turned over and dismounted, straightened his clothes, strode forward, pulled out the waist knife from his waist, and silently confronted the black cloud crane.

To be honest, Heiyun Crane didn't take the caravan in front of him in his eyes, although these long-distance caravans would be equipped with guards, and even some big chambers of commerce would hire one or two masters, but compared to their group of people who had experienced countless life-and-death battles and battlefield baptisms, those guards were completely inadequate. But his contempt turned into attention after Wukong's shot, so he did not hesitate to spend his internal strength and use the "Vulcan Sword Technique" to try to solve the battle cleanly and quickly, so as not to stay on this official road for a long time and run into the Jurchen patrol force.

Seeing Luo Yangxing's horizontal knife blocking in front of him, Heiyunhe snorted coldly, and the scorching long sword in his hand slashed through the air, and the air in front of Luo Yangxing's body seemed to be ignited, scorching and suffocating, and the mood of ordinary martial artists would be greatly affected at this moment. A cold light drew out, Luo Yangxing took out the knife, this is the second time Gao Jie has seen him shoot, the last time he competed with the Mongolian Guiying Cha was with a fist, and the martial arts took the masculine road, and this time the knife was moved, the knife light was miserable, and it had a cold artistic conception. The two shots, the exercises are very different, it can be seen why Luo's cultivation of internal skills is so profound, and Gao Jie admires this silent senior brother more and more.

The air that was originally scorched by the Fire God Sword Technique was a little dry and stuffy, and the temperature plummeted because of Luo Yang's cold sword, as if a hail suddenly fell on a dog day, and a cool breeze suddenly blew on a hot summer night, and a sword and a sword intersected together in the alternation of hot and cold feelings among everyone.

Heiyun Crane's Vulcan Sword Technique, in addition to being able to turn the metal medium of the weapon into a soldering iron with the unique Zoroastrian Vulcan Technique, can also use its own weapon to absorb the opponent's weapon, and use internal force to drive the conduction of high temperature, making the opponent's weapon also red, forcing the opponent to abandon the army and admit defeat.

Normally, when encountering a person with ordinary internal cultivation, once the black cloud crane urges the internal force, he can instantly make the opponent throw down the weapon, but today, no matter how desperately he urges the internal force, Luo Yangxing's seemingly ordinary waist knife has not changed at all, and it is still shining in the cold light under the light of the autumn sun. Only then did Hei Yunhe know that he had met a master, at least it could show that the internal strength cultivation of this big man in front of him was definitely not weaker than him.

At this moment, Luo Yangxing stood quietly and did not attack, allowing the waist knife and the fire sword of the black cloud crane to stick together, his face was as calm as water, just like a wooden man, not angry, not happy, not shaking, not speaking.

Luo Junjie over there picked up a heavy iron gun after the horsewhip was torn off, and stabbed Wukong in the chest.

Wukong was about to make a move, when he suddenly heard a strange smile behind him: "Yo! I like to play with guns!" Before the words fell, Ji Longfeng flipped over the top of Wukong's head and landed in front of him, just blocking the route of Luo Junjie's iron spear attack, and the head of the iron spear was about to pierce his chest.

Luo Junjie has always been confident in his marksmanship, and when he saw that the tip of the gun was about to pierce the clothes of this big-headed boy who suddenly popped out, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a cruel smile, and he silently thought in his heart: "These people deserve to die!"

Who knows, the mutation suddenly appeared, only listening to the sound of "ding", out of nowhere a short silver spear appeared, the tip of the spear happened to be with Luo Junjie's iron spear tip together, and instantly the iron spear bounced upward, almost about to fly away, Luo Junjie hurriedly put his arms together, forcibly took the iron spear back, his steps couldn't help but stumble, and his eyes towards Ji Longfeng became solemn.

Ji Longfeng smiled, and was about to rush to attack with a gun, but Luo Sigong's voice came from his ears: "Hide your strength, remember!"

When Ji Longfeng heard this, he took half of his steps and retracted it, and he couldn't help but shake his body for a long time before he stabilized. Ji Longfeng's situation became another feeling in Luo Junjie's eyes, thinking that his martial arts were only half a catty and eight taels of his own, on par, Luo Junjie suddenly increased his confidence, roared, and raised his gun again, at the same time, his iron spear gradually turned dark red, and the heat was everywhere. He has been practicing the Fire Worship Sect with Heiyunhe for nearly six years, and the Fire God Exercise has been a small success, because he used to use a spear before, so in order to make the Fire God Technique and his own expertise better combined, he asked the blacksmith in the army to customize this iron spear. Now, his luck and fire god technique, although it can't make the weapon fiery red like the black cloud crane, a large part of the iron spear has become dark red and scorching, and the power has increased considerably.

It's just that this kind of martial arts is too pediatric in Ji Longfeng's eyes, and after he and Luo Junjie made a few moves, he felt bored, so he deliberately "oops", strode behind Wukong, and shouted pretending to be afraid: "This master's marksmanship is too powerful, I'm so scared!"

The people on Gao Jie's side gave Ji Longfeng, who was performing pompous, a look of contempt, and then under Luo Sigong's signal, Xiong Zhaoqi took out his waist knife and walked up to Luo Junjie.

Luo Junjie saw that he had repelled Ji Longfeng, and was just smug, when he suddenly saw Xiong Zhaoqi drawing his knife, his brows furrowed, and he said in a deep voice: "Brother Zhaoqi, you better retreat! We are only going to kill them, for Xiong Jinglue's sake, I won't touch you!"

Xiong Zhaoqi smiled slightly and said, "Since I am already the escort of the Pang Ji firm, I should naturally keep my promise, protect the safety of the owner and my companions, and live and die with the caravan!"

Luo Junjie looked at Xiong Zhaoqi in some surprise and said, "You...... It's a little different than before!"

Xiong Zhaoqi smiled heartily: "After going through so much, people will always change! If you change, I will not remain the same, now my goal is to become a hero like my father! And you, Junjie, what kind of person do you want to become?"

"Me?" Luo Junjie was stunned for a moment, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, and then he said coldly: "I don't want to be anyone, the only idea is to kill all the Jurchen Tartars, as well as those merchants who collaborate with the enemy, and all the Shunmin who have become Tartars!"

Xiong Zhaoqi shook his head and said: "The duel on the battlefield is a fair decisive battle, whether you win or lose, it is what heroes and heroes should do! Killing unarmed people, even if they are Jurchen people, is not done by heroes, and it goes against the purpose of our warriors! Junjie, don't you think you have gone a little crazy?"

Luo Junjie smiled gloomily: "If I go mad?!If I go mad, will I still take into account my previous feelings and let you go?!Needless to say, if you still choose to be with them, then I will kill you together, and I will not be soft!"

Xiong Zhaoqi said in a deep voice: "I didn't expect that General Luo was a hero, loyal to the monarch and loved the people, and there would be descendants like you!

When Luo Junjie heard Xiong Zhaoqi mention his father, he was even more annoyed, roared, and swiped the heavy iron spear with both hands, smashing it down on Xiong Zhaojue's head like an iron rod.