Nine Cents Refining

Sun Hao smiled slightly and said: "Three princesses, here is the royal interior library. Do you not think that a brazier that is nothing is normal here? Because this brazier is too ordinary, Sun Hao chose it."

The Xia family sisters looked at each other and did not expect Sun Hao to tell such a reason.

This fire is too ordinary, this is the biggest extraordinary.

At this time, Xia Wei suddenly reacted and giggled. He smiled and said: "Sun Hao, you are really powerful. It is the person who the princess admire. At first glance, he discovered the most important treasure of the royal library. However, hey. Hey, you have to be disappointed, this pot of fire, you can't take it away."

Sun Hao looked at Xia Jing.

Xia Jing also nodded and said: "This pot of fire is a bit special, but it can not be taken away by people."

Sun Hao heard a word, but did not expect that it was such a result. What he was looking at was actually something that could not be taken casually.

Sun Hao did not speak. The child force around him was curiously asking: "Why is this? Isn't it because the things in the library let us choose?"

"This...", Xia Jing hesitated, look at Xia Jing, hesitate to say.

At this time, in the inner library, a sound sounded up: "That is because this basin of fire is the summer flame of the National War, which represents the endless national movement of Xia Guo." With the voice of this speech, the priest Dongba Appeared at the door of the third inner bank, the old face, a kind smile, walked in.

"Dongba Grandpa", Xia Wei ran over: "How come you?"

"I was originally the caretaker of the third inner library." Dongba’s little head was silently silent: "Why can't you come, let alone our agarwood monks still look at the holy fire that I keep, don't come." Otherwise, the holy fire is lost, how can I make a difference?"

On the one hand, Dongba turned to Sun Hao. Finally, he smiled and said to Sun Hao: "Are you saying yes, our agarwood monk?"

Sun Hao couldn't help but feel the nose. Just now, he did move a little bit of careful thinking. He wanted the little flame to secretly steal a little bit of fire. I didn't expect the old man to be so powerful. He saw it at a glance.

Dongba looked at Sun Hao's action of touching the nose. He couldn't help but smile. Before he went to the earthen brazier, he touched the brazier and said with a little emotion: "Sun Hao, can you know the origin of the human civilization?"

Sun Hao nodded: "Slightly know one or two, records of classics, the ancient times, the Terran stone tools, the firewood, the world of the Fa, is the origin of civilization."

Dongba nodded: "Yes, the ancestors of the Terran enlightened in the ignorance, the fire was made, and the inheritance of civilization was opened. Sun Hao, do you know why this basin comes from?"

"Please tell the seniors," Sun Hao respected the arch.

"This earthen basin is a relic of the ancestors." Dongba loves to touch the earthen pot: "From ancient times, although it is a thing, it has been calcined by flames, and it has been immortalized for hundreds of millions of years."

"The ancestors' relics?" Sun Hao couldn't help but look at this inconspicuous brazier: "Dongba's predecessors, the legend, the ancestors can chase the stars to shoot the moon, go day by day, the ancestors' relics have great power, why this thing So ordinary?"

"Ordinary?" Dongba priest smiled and shook his head: "Gai Shi Hao Jie, but the loess; Wei Neng's legacy treasure, inevitably scrap iron; this thing can withstand the time of encroachment, can you be ordinary?"

Sun Hao understands a bit. There may be many kinds of ancestors' relics. The might of this earthen pot may be that it has been passed down for hundreds of millions of years and can exist without ignoring time. However, if this is the case, the help of the earthen basin to the monks is extremely limited.

"Sun Hao, is it a bit disappointing?" Dongba smiled, as if guessing Sun Hao's mind: "The flame of the brazier, you should be interested in it."

Sun Hao nodded and generously admitted.

Dongba said with a smile: "This is the national war of the summer of the country. Now, I tell you, this national sacred fire, from the ancient summer dynasty, and, according to legend, the National Summer of the Great Summer dynasty, is the first of the Terran The flame passed down after the fire was ignited, people called 燚神炎......."

燚神炎? Sun Hao finally remembered a special kind of flame recorded in the "The Niu Niu Jing". This kind of flame is a fire, it is a common fire, the ordinary flame, the fire is the same as the fire of ordinary people cooking rice and cooking. .

However, this kind of flame, transmitted from the Terran, is a flame that ignites after the fire is taken.

According to legend, the squatting people took the fire and the various ethnic groups rushed to take the fire, set the firewood to be strong, and called it the holy fire. After the fire became a human race, another major symbol of the development of civilization.

If the inside of the brazier is really devastating, then the flame is extraordinary. The **** of blasphemy is the starting ancestor of the fire source of the human race. The sacred **** inflammation is the first spontaneous source of fire for the human race. It represents the origin of the use of fire source by human beings, and there are often many unexpected uses.

燚神炎 is quite rare, even rarer than many ancestral congenital fires~www.wuxiaspot.com~The reason is very simple. Most of the various ethnic groups in the past have disappeared. The so-called National Games sacred fire is naturally extinguished. .

I did not expect that Xia Guo actually had a national war torch, so it seems that this summer country is probably a descendant of the great summer in history.

The priest Dongba touched the earthen pot and said leisurely: "In ancient times, the big summer dragon and the **** were broken and destroyed by the big merchants. The original national transport was no longer carried out, and the holy fire was extinguished, but the great summer founding of the Lord, it is expected that there will be this day. As early as in this soil basin, there was a sacred fire that continued the great summer national movement. Nowadays, the holy fire is recovering, the Xia Guoguo movement is prosperous, and the sacred **** inflammation is beginning to re-burn..."

During the life of the monk, there is something wrong with it. Although Sun Hao wants to get ridiculously sacred, but this sacred sacred sacred fire is the sacred fire of Xia Guoguo, Sun Hao naturally has this mind.

However, what Sun Hao did not expect was that the priest Dongba, at this time, smiled and looked at Sun Hao: "After the incense, if you want to get ridiculous, it is not impossible."

Sun Hao has come down with interest. Since it is possible, it is natural to try: "How can Dongba’s predecessors, Sun Hao do it?

The priest Dongba’s face showed an unpredictable smile: “In the air transport station, the national transport is in the direction; complement each other and help the boat together. If a monk’s air transport can bring great help to the national transport, he can enjoy it”.

Sun Hao understands that the meaning of the priest Dongba must be the monk of the atmosphere, in order to get the blasphemy, but Sun Hao said: "The seniors of Dongba, the air transport, the most imaginary, any monk, It is not known that Sun Hao does not know whether he has air transport in his body."