Sun Hao nodded. "I know a little about one or two ancient books. In Archaean times, Terran stone tools were used to drill wood for fire, and the origin of learning from heaven and earth was literature."

Dongba nodded. "Yes, the Terran ancestors enlightened the wisdom and made a fire in ignorance, which opened Wencheng Sun Hao. Do you know the origin of this earthen basin?"
"Please tell your predecessors" Sun Haogong respectfully surrendered.
"This earthen basin is a relic of our ancestors." Dongba loves to touch the earthen basin. "Since ancient times, although everything has been burned by flames for hundreds of millions of years, it has been immortal."
"Ancestors’ relics?" Sun Hao couldn’t help but look at this humble brazier in surprise. "Dongba predecessors said that the ancestors could shoot the moon in idolize and walk day by day. The relics of the ancestors have great power. Is this thing so ordinary?"
"Ordinary?" Dongba priest smiled and shook his head. "The heroes of the world are nothing but loess; It’s hard to leave a treasure to scrap iron; How can this thing be ordinary when it can withstand eating? "
Sun Hao is a little confused. There may be many kinds of relics of ancestors. The great thing about this earthen basin may be that it lasts for hundreds of millions of years and can last forever, but if so, it will be of very limited help to monks.
"Is Sun Hao a little disappointed?" Dongba smiled like guessing Sun Hao’s mind. "You should be really interested in brazier flame."
Sun Hao nodded and admitted generously.
Dongba said with a smile, "This is the national flame of Xia Guo. Now I tell you that this national flame came from the ancient Daxia Dynasty, and it was said that the national flame of Daxia Dynasty was the first fire of Terran, and then the flame was called" God-burning ".
God inflammation? Sun Hao finally remembered a special kind of flame in the Petunia Sutra. At first glance, this kind of flame is that every fire is ordinary and ordinary, and every flame is different from that of ordinary people when cooking and cooking.
However, this kind of flame is ignited after the Terran Suiren’s drilling for fire.
Xiangsuiren drilled wood to make fire, and various departments of the Terran rushed to take fire and buy firewood to expand the flame, which was called the fire, another important symbol of the development of the national system.
If this brazier is really a fire, then this flame is extraordinary. God is the ancestor of Terran fire source. God is the first time that Terran has mastered the fire source spontaneously, which represents the origin of human fire source. There are often many unexpected things in refining God’s inflammation.
Exotic inflammation is quite rare, even rarer than many congenital spiritual fires in the top ranking. The reason is very simple. In those days, most of the Terran ministries had vanished, and the so-called National Games flame was naturally extinguished.
I didn’t expect Xia Guo to have the National Games flame, so it seems that Xia Guo is probably a descendant of the historical summer.
Dongba, a priest, touched the earthen basin and said, "In ancient times, the dragon finch was broken and destroyed by the big business. The original national games were no longer extinguished by the flame, but the founding Lord of Daxia had expected that this day would come early. This earthen basin left a flame that continued the national games of Daxia. Now the flame is revived, and the national games of Xiaguo are gradually prosperous and the flame is beginning to burn again …"
The monk has everything in his life. Although Sun Hao wants to get the sacred inflammation, since this sacred inflammation is the flame of Xia Guo, Sun Hao naturally has no such idea.
However, Sun Hao didn’t expect that it was the priest Dongba who smiled and looked at Sun Hao at this time. "It is not impossible for Brother Aquilaria to get inflammation."
Sun Hao is interested in this. Since it is possible, it is natural to try "What should Sun Hao, the predecessor of Dongba, do?" In order to get the inflammation? "
Dongba, the priest, smiled unfathomable. "The fate is transported by China; Complement each other and help each other. If a monk’s luck can bring great help to the national luck, he can enjoy it. "
Sun Hao understood that Dongba, the priest, meant that the monks had to be lucky to get the sacred inflammation. However, Sun Hao said that "the fate of Dongba’s predecessors is the most illusory, and even a monk does not know whether he has the fate."
Chapter one hundred and six Nine feet purple light
"This naturally has a way," the priest Dongba said with a smile. "The Godsworn will drop a drop of blood on the flame. The national movement of the flame will have different reactions according to different people’s blood. For example, I, Emperor Xia, will drop blood on the flame. Those who emit three feet of flame can report that the flame emits four feet. Those who emit five feet of flame can be the emperor …"
Sun Hao looked at the unremarkable orange flame in the brazier. I didn’t expect this ordinary flame to have a strange place that could ignite the blood of the monks and emit flames.
"However," the priest Dongba said solemnly, "Once the monk drops his blood on the flame, it is equivalent to having a good relationship with my Xia Guo. We must never harm the interests of my Xia Guo, so Brother Aquilaria must consider it clearly if he wants to try his chance."
Sun Hao’s side is also considering whether to drop blood next to the flame and listen in on Xia Yan. He can’t help but volunteer to say, "I’ll come first."
Xia Shan’s body, Princess Xia Guo, naturally won’t harm Xia Guo’s interests. Besides, Xia Shan is curious. Your brother must have dropped blood, but I don’t know what will happen to his blood.
While saying that Xia An had put the forefinger of the jade hand into his mouth, he gently opened Bei’s teeth and bit through a little skin to squeeze out a drop of blood. Then he asked Dongba, "What does the priest do now?"
Dongba Nai shook his head and smiled before opening his mouth, gently blowing bright blood drops and accurately falling into the brazier. Dongba murmured a few words and then drank a "blood-stained and inflammation-stricken" drink.
As Dongba drinks too much, it suddenly shakes straight, and the flame rushes up like a mountain hunting holiday fireworks.
Xia Yan’s eyes widened and he dared not neglect to measure the flame height carefully. "One foot, two feet, three feet … six feet! ! Dongba, are you kidding me? My fireworks are actually six feet taller than the emperor? "
Dongba looks dull at this time, too. Yeah, how can it be six feet? Six feet is the height of a great country and monarch! !
Looking at the frowning priest Dongba Sun Hao-xin wants to make a mistake? Isn’t this sacred inflammation also unreliable?
After half a ring, the gods burst into fireworks and took it back. The priest Dongba was puzzled and said to Xia Yan, "A six-foot small master can be a big country monarch; Small grand married imperial concubine … "
Xia An quietly glanced at Sun Hao and said contemptuously, "Who wants imperial concubines in our generation?"
Xia Jing, who is quiet at ordinary times, was also interested in Dongba and said, "Priest, I’ll try it."
Say that finish like Xia An also squeezed out a drop of blood. Dongba did the same thing. Blood drops fell into the brazier. Ma Chong started a flame, which made Dongba suddenly tongue-tied again and again because the flame height actually reached six feet like Xia An.
"Good, good, and six feet is my best sister." Xia Lan has clapped her hands and laughed. "Even the flame is as high as me."
The two sisters both rushed to the six-foot priest Dongba, saying that one mountain is not the same as two tigers. It is a good thing for Xia Guo to have one six-foot, but it is not necessarily a good thing to have two. But it is good that both of them are girls’ families. It is good to marry one and keep the other to keep the country lucky.
At this time, Dongba has been wondering how to help the two sisters maintain their national luck.
Seeing Sun Hao, I still think that Xia Yan can’t bear to rush Tong Li Nunu’s mouth. "Why don’t you try your luck, big guy?"
"Me?" Tong Li’s face was stupid, but a little surprised. I didn’t expect to be stared at. Sun Hao found that Sun Hao was looking at his head with a smile and said, "Well, I’ll try it."
Do the same thing. The blood of Tong Li drips into the brazier Dongba, prompting the mysterious inflammation. Suddenly, a golden light emerges from the mysterious inflammation. This flame has soared to the sky, which is significantly higher than that of the Xia sisters.
Xia Yan looked at the golden fireworks with a curious face. "Gee, gee, I didn’t see it. The height of the big one is as high as yours. Darling, it’s as high as a foot. What do I mean by grandpa Dongba’s golden light?"
Dongba felt a little sweat on his forehead. "I’ve never seen this in history. It’s also very rare to see the ruler golden light in the ancient summer. It is said that the ruler golden light will only come out in Zhongxing."
"Third Sister" Xia Lan looked at Tong Li as if she saw a rare treasure. "My second sister doesn’t have a husband yet, do you want to give up the big one?"