Gu Xu is visiting Jicheng under the leadership of his guards.
Jicheng is an extremely ancient city. The era when it was built is even older than Luojing.
Although its population is less than one-third that of Luojing, and it is far less prosperous than Luojing, it has a unique vicissitudes and rough atmosphere. The rough fortress built on the hills on the outskirts of the city, the tall city walls covered with moss, and the pitted brick and stone floors all seemed to be silently telling a majestic epic of blood and fire.
On Jicheng Street, Gu Xu rarely saw brothels and dance studios, and rarely saw literati who recited poems and composed poems. There were quite a few wine shops, and groups of shirtless strong men were drinking from large bowls inside. From time to time, there are practitioners competing in martial arts competitions on the roadside.
Gu Xu realized that when conflicts arise, people from the north prefer to solve problems simply and roughly with their fists rather than playing tricks. Zhao Yan killed all of Luo Jing City one by one, perhaps not because she was unique, but because this was the custom in Yan land.
"Sir, the Fire Temple is just ahead." The guard leading the way pointed to a tall temple in front of him and turned to introduce it to Gu Xu.
Because Gu Xu was wearing a mask, the guards did not know his identity, but seeing Zhao Yan's close attitude towards him, they guessed that this person's identity must be unusual, so they called him "Sir" .
Gu Xu looked in the direction he pointed.
The architectural style of the Fire Temple is completely different from all the houses in Jicheng.
It is a tall tower made of red bricks and stones, with a circular base, seven or eight stories high, narrow at the top and bottom, wide in the middle, and with a long top. Looking up from a distance, it looks like It is a blazing flame.
Within a radius of more than a hundred meters around the tower, there is a vast and flat square. Many Dayan people knelt on the ground, prostrated themselves towards the tower and worshiped, muttering something in their mouths.
Gu Xu stopped and stood still.
In the sea of his consciousness, the "Hui Lu" rune suddenly trembled violently at an unprecedented frequency, and the power of faith from all directions poured into his meridians like a waterfall.
The amount of true energy in his body increases every second, which is comparable to the previous days of hard training.
The true energy in his body instantly burst out with terrifying heat.
Jicheng has always had a cold climate, and even when midsummer is approaching, there is still a coolness in the air.
But the guard responsible for guiding Gu Xu suddenly became sweating profusely, as if he had entered a sauna. His eyes looked at Gu Xu with a little more awe than before.
"Can I go to the temple and have a look?" After a short silence, Gu Xu asked.
The guard was stunned for a moment and replied, "Of course, sir, the Fire Temple in Jicheng is open to everyone, whether they are princes, nobles or common people, as long as they respect the great God of Fire. , everyone can enter the temple to visit and worship."
Gu Xu nodded and walked straight towards the gate of the temple.
Inside the door is a circular hall.
At the end of the hall, there is a tall marble statue standing on the altar, overlooking the people in the temple.
Gu Xu had imagined before that the "God of Fire", as a hero who stole fire for the human race in ancient times, should look and dress like a strong man from a primitive tribe, with a burly figure and a strong torso. Muscular, with a bare upper body, his body is covered with complex and mysterious tattoos like "Holy Fire Totem".
But he never expected that the "Vulcan" was not a muscular man, but a handsome young man with a flowing gown and a gentle manner.
Not like primitive people from ancient tribes, but like contemporary practitioners.
"Is it possible that in the minds of people in the north, the clothing of gods will also keep pace with the times?" Gu Xu secretly guessed.
In addition, he also noticed that the facial features of the "Vulcan" sculpture were unclear. At first glance, there was nothing wrong with the sculpture itself, but when he focused on the When looking at his face, his mind would go blank and he would not be able to remember what the "Vulcan" looked like.
Beside the "Vulcan" sculpture, there is also a female statue.
She is tall and slim, wearing a top and short skirt made of animal skin, revealing a pair of beautiful and round long legs. Her dress clearly overturned Gu Xu's "advancing with the times" conjecture just now. ".
Behind her was a pair of huge phoenix wings, glowing with a dazzling orange light under the influence of the formation.
Unlike the "Vulcan", her appearance is clearly displayed in front of everyone. She has a beautiful face, beautiful facial features, and her eyebrows are 60-70% similar to Zhao Yan.
"No wonder many people in the north think that Zhao Yan is the reincarnation of a saint." Gu Xu thought to himself.
The "painting styles" of these two sculptures are very different, but when placed together, they are not awkward at all, but have an inexplicable sense of harmonious beauty.
The "Vulcan" was wearing elegant clothes and looking straight ahead, as if looking at an enemy hidden in the dark.
The "Saint Girl" served beside him, slightly raising her head and looking at him, her expression showing admiration and respect.
And in the open space around the statue, there are still a lot of firewood piled up, which looks like a dark thorn bush from a distance.
Gu Xu didn’t know the purpose of these firewood.
He only noticed that the "Hui Lu" rune in his consciousness became more excited, and was silently urging him to go through the "thorn bush" and get closer to the solemn altar. .
"Are you the guest brought by Her Highness the Princess?"
At this moment, a middle-aged man wearing a red robe and a red hat walked straight towards Gu Xu . He looked Gu Xu up and down with a scrutinizing gaze.
"Yes, Your Excellency." Gu Xu nodded.
Because he had talked with Zhao Yan about topics related to the Fire Temple a few days ago, he easily recognized that the person in front of him was called "Chong Li", is the high priest of the Vulcan Temple.
"Chongli" is not his original name, but the code name of each generation of Vulcan high priest. Everyone who puts on the red robe and becomes a high priest needs to abandon his or her original name and serve the "God of Fire" wholeheartedly.
"The firewood in the temple is not ordinary firewood." Seeing that Gu Xu's eyes had been falling on the firewood beside the altar, "Chongli" introduced, "It contains a kind of firewood." The magical power derived from the gods can test a person's bloodline potential.
"When a person's bloodline is pure enough, the firewood will spontaneously burn. The stronger the potential, the stronger the flame will burn. prosperous.
“Many years ago, when Her Royal Highness the Princess entered the temple for the first time, the flames on the pyre jumped directly to the ceiling, scaring the people nearby out of their wits and thinking that someone had set the temple on fire.
"Her cousin's potential was slightly lower than hers. The flame only jumped a few feet high, but it was far higher than the others. "
At this point, "Chong Li" paused, then looked at Gu Xu seriously and said, "You are not from Yan, and you do not have the bloodline of the God of Fire. The pyre will not mutate. .
"If you want to see the altar up close, just walk over. The Vulcan will welcome you as her new believer.",,