But it was said that the red boy left the Huoyun Cave that day, but he stepped on the water from the dry pine stream and went down the river to a water eye hundreds of miles downstream. Then he changed his earth escape, stepped on the leylines from the eye of the water, and finally got rid of Xiaoqing and Xiaohong's tracking.

In this way, it made the little girl jump for a while. But now the red boy didn't care about that much, and after finding the right direction, he followed the leyline towards the direction where the Flaming Mountain was located to the west.

After walking through the leylines for five or six days in a row, the red boy only felt extraordinarily fresh and exciting, and it was even more abnormal. The scenery in the leylines is very different from the surface of the desolate land.

You must know that there is not only magma in the leylines, but also the poisonous fire of the lungs, which is extremely poisonous, and of course, there are some unique creatures, which are completely different from those on the surface. For example, the supreme immortal fire spirit fruit, although it is an acquired thing, it is something that many qi refiners who practice fire path exercises can encounter but cannot seek, and it is not even inferior to the innate treasure.

Of course, there are also various dangers lurking in the leylines, and the Red Child has been attacked by several primeval fire spiders in just a few days. If it weren't for the excellent escape methods of the red boy, and all kinds of treasures, if he was an ordinary immortal, he would dare to wander around in the leylines like this, it would be a long life.

Therefore, after five or six days of traveling through the underground magma, the red boy finally got tired of the leylines, and left the leylines along one of the lungs, but he had already come to the vicinity of the bhikshu country.

Seeing this, the red boy saved the effort of finding the direction, and set up his own light and headed towards Qingshan Town outside the flames.

In the past six or seven years, Qingshan Town has changed from the past.

However, due to the influence of the Flaming Mountain, the climate of Qingshan Town has been extremely dry in recent years, and it is difficult for plants and trees to grow. But there was no trace of melancholy on the faces of the people, on the contrary, there was a smile of satisfaction.

Correspondingly, a huge Taoist temple was built in the town, and the view did not worship the Sanqing, nor the Jade Emperor, but worshiped a female cultivator, who was the iron fan immortal of Bajiao Cave in Cuiyun Mountain hundreds of miles away.

It turned out that since the Iron Fan Immortal came into the world of the Flame Mountain, he would cast a spell every year, causing the heavens to rain down and weaken the fire of the Flame Mountain. At the same time, it also enables humans within a radius of thousands of miles from the Flame Mountain to grow crops and recuperate.

Because she once said that the flame mountain was originally a thing of the great god in one day, but because the days were destined to appear here, the great god did not come to take it back, and the iron fan fairy did not dare to extinguish the fire in the mountain without authorization. Moreover, every time the iron fan fairy does it, although it wants many people to bathe and change their clothes, sacrifice to the sky and pray for rain. But they never took tribute from the people.

Therefore, for a while, the name of the Iron Fan Immortal spread around the Flame Mountain, and its reputation was as good as the sky, and it was even known as the incarnation of the Great Compassion Guanyin of the South China Sea. Even the countries of the Western Regions have done a little.

The red boy was wandering in the iron fan palace, watching people come and go, and the faces of the people who came to worship had a strange pious color, but it made the red boy nod slightly.

If this continues, the luck of the Iron Fan Immortal will definitely rise, after all, fooling the people on one side, the merit brought can be big or small. As the scene in front of him, the red boy is sure that in the long run, it is very possible to rely on the purest incense and mental power to receive the god-given position like the Mazu in the later generations.

If it is at that time, in the catastrophe of the Journey to the West, his mother should be safe, and the monkey will be rude, and the gods and Buddhas will not let him do it, which can help his father's luck.

The red boy thought, but sighed, shook his head, and then walked into the main hall with the flow of people. But he knelt down in front of the golden body of the statue of the princess of the iron fan.

"Mother, the unfilial child is praying here, and the child is going to the Flaming Mountain this time to try the opportunity. I can't do my filial piety under my mother's knees, and I ask my mother to forgive me. ”

The red boy raised his head and looked at the clay statue blankly, but he felt that the statue was like a real person, as if it was looking at his own house. I was shocked in my heart, but it was a secret way, this is the so-called heavenly induction.

In the end, he put three heads on the idol, then glanced around, and one dodged and disappeared into the crowd.

"Hum!" At the moment when the red boy left, the statue of the iron fan fairy in the Iron Fan Palace opened a slight smile at the corner of his mouth, and with that smile, the entire Qingshan Town began to drizzle.

"Iron Fan Immortal Manifests!" Seeing the rain falling, everyone in Qingshan Town rushed to tell each other, and they all kowtowed in the direction of the Iron Fan Palace to thank them.

"Holy Child!"

In the Basho Cave of Cuiyun Mountain, the iron fan princess in emerald palace dress sat on the futon, the treasure was solemn, as if she had sensed something, and the corners of her mouth rippled slightly......

But no matter how grateful the people in Qingshan Town were, they celebrated the rain from the sky.

At this moment, the red boy followed a sheep's intestine path outside the town and climbed the uninhabited eight-hundred-mile flame mountain.

Originally, I thought that the flame mountain was formed by the fire bricks under the alchemy furnace of Taishang Laojun, and it should be a barren area, smooth on all sides, very steep, and unattainable.

But he didn't expect that in the dark, there seemed to be a voice guiding him, and he saw that the flames on the flame mountain suddenly flashed, and retreated in both directions, revealing the glass-colored ground underneath, and even a path in the middle that allowed a single person to walk.

Seeing this, the red boy did not doubt him, after all, if the mountain god in the mountain was really as he expected, he should have calculated his arrival.

Walking slowly on the Flaming Mountain, the red boy kept looking around, but he felt that compared to a piece of fiery red veins, the scenery in the mountain was a different scenery.

Although as far as the eye can see, it is all a purple and cyan light flame, and it is not as good as the vitality in the leyline, but the purple and cyan flame is already psychic.

It can't be seen, the blue-purple flames rose into the air, turning into all kinds of fire beasts and firebirds, lifelike, just like the real thing. There are even times when the fist-sized firefinch lands on the red child's shoulder, playing with it, but it's fun.

"Huh?" After about half a day, the red boy found that there was a Taoist temple standing on the mountainside not far away. The green tiles and white walls, the blue bricks and wooden doors, look dilapidated and abnormal, compared with the Wuzhuang Temple that I have seen before, it is like a cloud of mud.

Although the avenue is natural, it seems too casual. The red boy muttered softly, quickened his pace, and after a short time he was already standing in front of the gate, looking up, only to see the word "Xuandu" written on the Taoist plaque.

"Squeak!"

Before the red boy knocked on the door, the door opened automatically, and a Taoist boy came out of it, about eight or nine years old, but it was different from the breeze and the moon, but it was a little like his own little cousin, reminding him to be slightly fat, round, and look cute and cute.

"Teacher please!"

The boy went out of the gate and glanced at the red boy outside the door, but he didn't talk nonsense, said lightly, and then turned around and walked inside to lead the way.

"Ahem!"

Seeing this, the red boy pouted, looked at the back of the boy and muttered quietly: "It's not as cute as I imagined." ”

"Plop!"

The boy who took the lead in front heard this, but he couldn't help but fall, and then his face was flushed, he got up, turned to look at the red boy, his face was full of resentment, as if he had eaten a dead fly, and he cried "wow" when he reached zuihou, and he didn't pay attention to the red boy, and ran towards the Taoist temple.

"Ugh. Seeing the back of the little boy who was far away, the red boy frowned, no, don't all such children like to say that they are cute?

After thinking about it, she couldn't think about it, shook her head, and drove the back towards the view slowly.

"Ahem!"

At this moment, in the backyard, the Xuandu Daoist glanced at Zhen Yuanzi on the side with a strange expression.

But seeing that Zhen Yuanzi's face was indifferent, he seemed to be accustomed to this kind of behavior of the red boy, and glanced at the aggrieved Bailu boy next to him, and picked up the teacup again and tasted it carefully......