One Qi Chaoyang

Chapter 113: Lantern Festival

The young temple priest smiled, and Zhao Fuyun thought his smile was very sunny.

He just smiled and said, "Yuhui also said it was good."

Zhao Fuyun was stunned. He didn't know why when the two of them were talking, they suddenly talked about a third person.

"Who is Yuhui?" Zhao Fuyun asked.

"A person who has the same idea as me. However, recently his family called him back and forced him to get married. I don't know how he is doing now." Zhu Ke said with some sarcasm and some worry.

"It's a happy thing to have a friend who shares the same ideas as me," said Zhao Fuyun.

"Yes." Zhu Ke pointed at the things in the temple and said, "Feel free to use them."

Zhao Fuyun thought for a moment and suddenly asked, "Do you have an altar for rent?"

Zhu Ke smiled and said, "If someone else asks, I definitely don't have it, but since you ask, I can lend you the altar I usually use for my practice."

"Oh, why is that?" Zhao Fuyun asked.

"Because I feel that you and I are of the same kind." After Zhu Ke finished speaking, Zhao Fuyun scratched his head. He always felt that there was something wrong with this sentence, but he couldn't remember what was wrong for a moment.

"Follow me." Zhu Ke said and walked to the back.

He took Zhao Fuyun and went behind him. There was a round house behind him. After entering, the space was not small.

There was a faint feeling of burning fire inside, and a red glow.

"This is the altar where I practice. Here, you don't even need to set up those instruments."

"Will you lend it to me?" Zhao Fuyun asked again in surprise.

"Of course." Zhu Ke said.

"Why?" Zhao Fuyun asked again.

"I've said before that I feel we are kindred spirits. I've also said that I hope the glory of the Lord God can shine on everyone. And one more thing, I'm willing to do so," Zhu Ke said seriously.

Zhao Fuyun's face looked a little solemn. He was not afraid of other people's threats, nor was he afraid of the various murderous intentions in his heart. He just felt it carefully and did not feel any danger in his heart.

However, it also made him feel an inexplicable fear.

"Are you thinking that I'm so nice and you don't know how to repay me in the future?" Zhu Ke asked with a smile.

Zhao Fuyun looked at the altar, turned around and said with a smile: "You shouldn't care about this."

"Yes, you are indeed my fellow traveler. Look at the red flame in the sky, it shines on the whole world, but has it ever asked anyone for anything in return?" Zhu Ke raised his head and pointed at the sky.

At this time, the sun in the sky was covered by clouds, but its light still shone all over the world.

Zhao Fuyun turned around, bowed deeply to Zhu Ke, and said, "In that case, thank you very much."

He entered the circular altar and found that it was made of red copper.

Various spells and patterns were carved on it, some that he recognized and some that he didn't.

Those spell patterns formed circles of light, like layers of water waves, and finally gathered in the middle. The middle was obviously where Zhu Ke meditated and practiced on a daily basis.

After Zhao Fuyun came in, Zhu Ke closed the door.

It was quiet and hot inside.

He took out his own lamp and placed it in the middle.

As soon as it was put up, the lamp seemed to gather all the heat from the altar into the flame, forming a visible red fire.

The flame at this moment is like a blooming flower.

At this time, he put aside other thoughts and only thought about refining the Red Flame Divine Lamp.

The ritual to refine the Scarlet Flame Divine Lamp is to gather the Scarlet Flame Divine Fire onto the lamp and then confine it.

Zhao Fuyun didn't know who came up with this method of sacrifice and refining, it was so bold. In his opinion, this was to imprison the Red Flame God in the lamp.

Moreover, this method of sacrifice and refining uses nine as the maximum number, which requires repeated imprisonment over and over again, layer by layer.

The key lies in this method of detention.

However, this detention is not a literal detention, but a method of combining lamps and refining them.

It is equivalent to forging a lamp body for Lord Chiyan in the world.

The most crucial thing is a circular magic talisman, which has the meaning of entanglement and binding, and also has the ability to imprison.

When he used fire magic to transform into a dragon, he would also use the meaning of this magic talisman. Later, when he learned the cloud talisman, he further understood the meaning of it.

However, in his opinion, this magic talisman would be best refined into a magical tool such as a rope or a ring.

However, if one were to use magic power to cast this spell, one would need extremely powerful magic power.

Ever since he decided to sacrifice the magic lamp, he has been practicing this magic talisman diligently.

He felt the red flame divine will in the altar.

Then, he closed his eyes and silently chanted in his heart: "The red flame is immortal, it will shine through the lamplight, bringing light to my dark room."

Following the guidance of his thoughts, at that moment, a divine will and flames gathered towards the lamp.

He used this method again and again.

The flame on the lamp became brighter and brighter, gradually turning golden.

He stretched out his hand again and drew a circle of light in the air, which he put on the wick, with the thought of binding and imprisoning in his mind.

The confined ring was wrapped around the lamp in circles.

So, when the flames should have dissipated, they had not completely dissipated.

Zhao Fuyun was happy and continued to cast spells. The red flame on the lamp became increasingly intense.

After repeating this process nine times, he stopped practicing.

After returning, I will practice again, and continue to inject the talisman seeds of the Red Flame Talisman. After refining the divine fire, I can come here to practice again.

He discovered that this ritual was much faster than drawing the sun's essence and fire on his own.

He stretched out his hand and the lamp fell into his hand, and then he put it into his treasure bag.

Faintly, he felt a violent sensation coming from the lamp, as if it was going to burn the treasure bag through. He felt that if he refined it again, the treasure bag would not be able to hold the lamp.

Even if it is barely stored, it will be burned by the flame.

When he went out, he found Zhu Ke still reading there. When he saw Zhao Fuyun coming out, he smiled and said without getting up, "How is my altar? Is it still usable?"

"My fellow Taoist's altar is excellent. I will always remember this kindness in my heart." Zhao Fuyun said.

"That's not necessary. The Red Flame shines on the world and never asks for anything in return." Zhu Ke said with a smile.

Zhao Fuyun saw that this person was not the kind of person who liked to talk about these things, so he didn't say anything more. He looked at the sky outside and saw that the sun was setting, so he said goodbye and left.

He walked out of the market town and returned home when the sunlight dimmed. He then began to offer sacrifices to the lamps.

Again and again, talismans of the Red Flame Divine Talisman fell on the flame of the lamp, causing the restless flame to slowly calm down.

He looked at the lamp and said, "From now on, I will call you the Scarlet Flame Divine Lamp."

When a lamp is lit, the whole world becomes bright.

In this way, he practiced "The Secret Words of the Heavenly Commands" every day, and went to the Chijun Temple in the market town to offer sacrifices to the Chiyan Divine Lamp every few days.

Feeling the divine flame every day and combining it with the secret words of the decrees from the heavens, a decree slowly took shape in his mind.

(End of this chapter)