One Qi Chaoyang

Chapter 112: 111: The Red Flame Lamp

Zhao Fuyun looked at the flame on the lamp and felt the divine will in it.

Whenever he borrowed the power in the past, he would first visualize the Red Flame God and have him reside in his body. But just now, just through induction, the Red Flame God's divine will fell on the lamp.

No need to pass it on yourself anymore.

He looked at the light that illuminated the room and thought for a while. He felt that this might be good for people who had not yet established a foundation, but it was not of much use to him.

Because the flame on this lamp is not an ordinary flame.

It would be great if ordinary people could use this spell to make their lamps light up all night. He thought of the lamps he made in Wuze County, which also had the same effect, and felt a little proud.

Then I looked down and found that what was written below was not a new spell.

But it is about the origin of Chi Yan.

"Red Flame is another name for the scorching sun in the sky. In ancient times, people worshipped the scorching sun and named it Red Flame God. When incense and fire gathered, the god's power was born. However, Red Flame has no sex, so people in the world stole it."

And what comes next is a method of refining a magic weapon.

"The method of refining the Red Flame Divine Lamp."

The ritual of refining the Scarlet Flame Divine Lamp is a combination of the ritual of divine sacrifice and the ritual of refining with runes and prohibitions. It is not restricted by any essential materials. Of course, if the lamp is made of good precious materials, it will naturally be better.

But Zhao Fuyun believed that the lamp in his hand would definitely not be bad.

He looked carefully at the method of divine sacrifice.

I couldn't help but wonder, could it be that my aunt was able to tell the future and knew the direction of my practice, so she gave me this book "Secret Words of the Heavenly Commands" which specifically recorded the method of refining this magic weapon.

Then he continued reading and discovered that not only was there a way to sacrifice the magic lamp, there was also a "Method of Divine Response", and it used the method of using the divine fire to respond to incense wishes.

This made Zhao Fuyun feel surprised, but also a little more confused.

What is written later is the normal explanation and examples of the spell.

He thought about it and finally decided to refine his own lamp first.

The ritual of offering sacrifice to the gods requires the construction of an altar and many ritual treasures.

So, he came to a market town outside Guangyuan Prefecture. The market town was called Guangyuan Market, which was controlled by several large families. Few people dared to come here to cause trouble.

This is his first time here since he came to Guangyuan Prefecture.

The market town is like a small city located in the mountains. Although it is not far from Guangyuan Prefecture, it is like two different worlds from Guangyuan Prefecture. There are many ordinary people in Guangyuan Prefecture, living densely together, while the monks live in it. At first glance, it looks like a forest, and the monks are like animals in it.

In this market, all the animals in the forest came out.

The monks lived the same way as ordinary people. Some farmed, some made clothes, some made tool blanks, some grew and made medicine, some sold talismans, some told fortunes, and they ran brothels and taverns.

There are also auction houses, stationery shops, pet houses, Buddhist temples, lecture halls, etc.

Quiet room and cave, performance ground, ear-washing hall, and immortal-eating tower.

In every walk of life, one can find a parallel with the mundane world, yet they seem to be true and false.

He has been living in Tiandu Mountain all along, and then he was ordered to complete missions, practice, go down the mountain to Wuze, and then practice Dharma in the mountains again, and then come to Guangyuan Prefecture. He actually doesn't know much about the life of a casual cultivator.

He wanted to buy some ritual implements to set up an altar to offer sacrifices to the gods and lotus lanterns. Fortunately, ritual implements were not expensive.

There are also different levels in the market, including high, medium and low.

One is in a long and narrow canyon, with many caves on the rock walls on both sides. Each cave has lanterns and flags with words written on them.

In the middle of the canyon, there are tents, and inside the tents are people setting up stalls.

If it is at night, they will light a lamp, lift a corner to reveal their goods, and sell them there.

It's daytime now, but the canyon is in the shadow, so it gives people a dark feeling. However, there are other high-end places besides here.

That is something that only some big forces can operate.

He found a Red Flame Temple, which stood on a sunny hillside.

It’s not small, but it’s definitely not big either.

When he was at the foot of the hill, he saw two red flags hanging in front of the temple. Each flag had two big black characters written on it, one for sale and the other for instruments.

He was a little surprised that the temple of the Red Flame God was actually doing business, so he came to the hillside. As soon as he walked up the hillside, he felt a burning heat.

After entering, there was a man wearing fiery red sleeves sitting there reading a book, and he did not greet Zhao Fuyun.

Zhao Fuyun just looked around the temple. In the middle was a statue of the God of Red Flame, while the rest of the place was filled with small statues, amulets, talisman coins, mirrors, chopsticks, bowls, scriptures, desks, tokens, etc., everything you could think of.

He picked one up at random and looked at it, and found that it was engraved with scriptures about the Red Flame God.

Zhao Fuyun can easily refine these things by himself.

The Red Flame Divine Lamp that he wanted to sacrifice was a more advanced method of divine sacrifice.

"Do you still rent instruments here?" Zhao Fuyun asked.

"Yes, sir." The young temple keeper raised his head, turned from behind the counter and came in front of Zhao Fuyun.

"Sir, are you from another place?" asked the young temple keeper.

"Why do you think so?" Zhao Fuyun asked.

"Your accent is different, and your anger is very compatible with the anger in our temple. At first I thought you were a little red-clothed girl from somewhere else."

Zhao Fuyun knew that the so-called little red-clothed people were a private name for the priests in the Red Flame Sect.

Generally, the person in charge of a temple is called a temple keeper, but the status of a temple keeper in a small temple and that in a big temple cannot be the same.

Therefore, among them, those at the foundation-building level are called Little Red Clothes, and those at the purple mansion level are called Big Red Clothes.

However, the Red Flame Cult is loose, and the levels are just etiquette, the relationship between high-level and low-level cultivators, and no one can command anyone.

The Golden Robe of the Chiyan Divine Sect in Guangyuan Prefecture is Lan Shaoxun from the Zhennan Palace. He seldom gets involved in sect affairs, so everyone is not very enthusiastic about preaching.

Zhao Fuyun just smiled and asked, "You guys are using the name of the God to do business, aren't you afraid of blaspheming the God?"

Unexpectedly, the young temple keeper laughed and said, "The Lord God shines in the heavens, why would he care about this? If he cared about this, how could he shine on the world?"

"So you are from the Puzhao faction." Zhao Fuyun said.

"Yes, I wish the light of the God would fall into the lamp and turn into light, illuminating every family and every quiet room." The young temple keeper said this in a casual tone, but Zhao Fuyun felt that he was sincere.

You can always sense when a person's words are insincere.

"Taoists have good visions." Zhao Fuyun said.

"You call me a fellow Taoist, which shows that you agree with me. Although you are not a member of the Divine Religion, you agree with my philosophy, so you are a member of my Taoism. You can use whatever you need and return it after use."

The young temple keeper said this very generously.

Zhao Fuyun had not expected this either, and could not help but ask, "I have not yet asked for your name."

"My name is Zhu Ke! Zhu means wish and Ke means abide by. This is the name I changed on the day I became a monk. I hope I can abide by the Tao in my heart." said the young temple keeper.

"Good, good name." Zhao Fuyun said.

A name that embodies one's wishes and puts them into practice is naturally a good name.

(End of this chapter)