Chapter 167: Fiery Flames

Sun Hao smiled slightly and said, "Third Princess, this is the imperial treasury. Don't you think it's normal for a brazier with nothing to be placed here? Because this brazier is too ordinary, Sun Hao chose it." Starting address, read backwards ↘↙

The Xia family sisters looked at each other in blank dismay, unexpectedly Sun Hao would give such a reason.

This plate of fire is too ordinary, and this is the greatest extraordinary.

At this time, Xia Fan seemed to come to his senses suddenly, giggled, and said with a smile, "Sun Hao, you are really powerful. You are indeed the person whom this princess admires. You have discovered the most important treasure in the imperial treasury at a glance. However, hehe, You are going to be disappointed, but you can’t take this pot of fire with you.”

Sun Hao looked at Xia Jing.

Xia Jing also nodded and said, "This pot of fire is a bit special, but it cannot be taken away casually."

Sun Hao was taken aback when he heard the words, but he didn't expect such a result. What he was looking at was actually something that should not be taken casually.

Sun Hao didn't speak, but Tong Li beside him asked kindly, "Why is that? Didn't you say that we choose the things in the inner library?"

"This..." Xia Jing hesitated for a moment, looking at Xia Jing, hesitating whether to say it or not.

At this time, a voice rang out from Neiku, "That's because this pot of fire is the holy fire of the Xia Kingdom's national destiny, and it represents the continuous national destiny of the Xia Kingdom." With this voice, the priest Dongba appeared Walking through the door of the third inner library, he walked in with an old face and a kind smile.

"Grandpa Dongba", Xia Fan ran over, "Why are you here?"

"I was originally the keeper of the third inner treasury," Dongba kindly silently said to Xia Fan's little head, "Why can't you come, not to mention that our monk Chenxiang has seen the holy fire kept by me, so you can't come if you don't come, otherwise , the torch is lost, how can I make a deal?"

While talking, Dongba turned to Sun Hao, and finally, said to Sun Hao with a smile, "Do you think so, our monk Chenxiang?"

Sun Hao couldn't help but feel ashamed and rubbed his nose. Just now, he did think a little carefully, wanting Xiao Huomiao to secretly steal a little bit of the holy fire. He didn't expect this old man to be so powerful, and he saw through it at a glance.

Seeing Sun Hao touching his nose, Dongba couldn't help smiling, walked up to the clay brazier, touched the brazier, and said with a little emotion, "Sun Hao, do you know the origin of the human civilization?"

Sun Hao nodded, "I know a thing or two. It is recorded in ancient books that in the ancient times, the human race made stone tools, drilled wood to make fire, and imitated the world. This is the origin of Ming."

Dongba nodded, "That's right, the ancestors of the human race were inspired by ignorance, made utensils and made fire, and opened the Ming inheritance. Sun Hao, do you know the origin of this earth basin?"

"Senior, please tell me," Sun Hao bowed his hands respectfully.

"This earthen basin is a relic of the ancestors," Dongba touched the earthen basin cherishingly.

"The relics of the ancestors?" Sun Hao couldn't help but look at this humble brazier in surprise, "Senior Dongba, it is said that the ancestors can chase the stars and shoot the moon, and travel day by day. The relics of the ancestors have great power, why is this thing so ordinary?"

"Ordinary?" Dongba Priest shook his head with a smile. "A superhero is nothing more than loess; a mighty treasure is inevitably scrap iron; this thing can withstand the erosion of time, how can it be ordinary?"

Sun Hao understood a little bit. There may be many types of relics from the ancestors. The power of this earth basin may be that it is immortal for hundreds of millions of years and can exist regardless of time. However, if that's all it is, the earth basin will be of extremely limited help to monks.

"Sun Hao, are you a little disappointed?" Dongba smiled, as if guessing Sun Hao's mind, "The flame of the brazier, you should be really interested in it."

Sun Hao nodded, generously admitting.

Dongba smiled and said, "This is the sacred fire of the Xia Kingdom. Now, let me tell you, this sacred fire of the national destiny was passed down from the ancient Great Xia Dynasty. Moreover, according to legend, the sacred fire of the Great Xia Dynasty's national destiny is the first kind of fire of the human race. The flame passed down after being ignited is known as the God of Immortality..."

Yi Shenyan? Sun Hao finally remembered a special kind of flame recorded in "The Book of Cows". At first glance, this kind of flame looks like ordinary fire. .

However, this kind of flame was passed down from the Suiren clan of the human family, and it was a flame that was ignited after drilling wood to make fire.

According to legend, the Suiren family drilled wood to make fire, and the various tribes of the human race competed to obtain the fire, and bought firewood to grow it.

If the fire inside this brazier is really Yishenyan, then this flame is extraordinary. God Yi is the original ancestor of the fire source of the human race, and God Yi Yan is the first fire source that humans have spontaneously mastered. It represents the origin of human beings using the fire source. Refining God Yan Yan often has many unexpected uses.

The divine flames of Yi are quite rare, even rarer among many high-ranking innate spiritual fires. The reason is simple. Most of the tribes of the human race in those days have disappeared, and the so-called holy flame of national destiny has naturally gone out.

I didn't expect Xia Guo to have the national destiny torch passed down. From this point of view, this Xia Guo may really be a descendant of the historical Great Xia.

Priest Dongba touched the earth basin and said leisurely, "In ancient times, the Great Xia sparrow was broken and destroyed by the great merchants. Originally, the fortune of the country was no longer and the holy fire was extinguished, but the founder of the Great Xia, the Holy Lord, had expected this day. As early as in this earthen pot, a fire seed of the God of Yiyan was left, which continued the national fortune of the Great Xia. Now, with the recovery of the holy fire, the fortune of the Kingdom of Xia has gradually prospered, and the God of Yiyan has begun to burn again..."

A monk spends his whole life doing something and not doing something. Although Sun Hao wants to get the God of Yi Yan, since the God of Yi Yan is the holy flame of Xia Guoguo, Sun Hao naturally has no such intentions.

However, what Sun Hao didn't expect was that the priest Dongba looked at Sun Hao with a smile at this time, "Friar Chen Xiang, if you want to obtain the God of Immortality, it is not impossible."

Sun Hao became interested. Since it was possible, he had to give it a try. "Senior Dongba, what should Sun Hao do? To get the God of Immortality?"

Priest Dongba showed an unpredictable and profound smile on his face, "The fate of the country is determined by the fate of the country; they complement each other and help each other. If a monk's luck can bring great help to the fate of the country, he can enjoy it."

Sun Hao understood what the priest Dongba meant, he must be a monk with great luck in order to get the god of fire, but Sun Hao said, "Senior Dongba, when it comes to luck, it is the most illusory. I don't know, and Sun Hao doesn't know whether he has luck in his body." <