Chapter 915

The golden flame is the same as what ye Zichuan saw outside, and even more powerful.

The gold flame burns slowly, which can make people cast immortal gold body, and its power can be seen.

Ye Zichuan looks at the old man with crystal clear horns, his eyes twinkle slightly.

Has he met Emperor Yan?

What does it have to do with Emperor Yan? Actually, he will get part of the inheritance from the other side.

The colorless and transparent flame rises and falls in the center. It has remained unchanged for hundreds of millions of years. The whole luminous body is the light and heat it releases.

Tens of millions of miles of magma sea, also exist because of it.

You don't have to think about how amazing this flame is. It's definitely the most terrible flame in the universe.

"Maybe I'm too stupid. I can only understand this level for so many years, and I can't go any further." The old man sighed: "however, even if it's just golden fire, it's enough for me to use."

"Emperor Yan's attainments in the law of fire are almost the same, not to mention the first in ancient times. An ordinary law can lead to a thoroughfare to heaven. In his hands, he is even more powerful than time and space. It really shakes the past and brightens the present."

This is an amazing achievement.

The law of fire is the most basic law among the three thousand avenues. It is one of the forces of the five elements and the basic element of the law of the universe.

But in the hands of Emperor Yan, this kind of law has become an invincible force, stronger than the two supreme laws.

This is the reason why he is so special, amazing and gorgeous, proud of the past and the present.

There are not many people who practice the law of fire in the universe, but no one can reach his level.

Even the old man who couldn't see through in front of him only gained part of the power of Emperor Yan and understood the golden flame.

But the distance is still a little short.

"Is this flame left by Emperor Yan?" Asked Ye Zichuan.

The old man nodded: "this is his original fire, is the essence of his life's law, inherited this kind of flame, can get all his inheritance."

There was a touch of regret in his expression: "maybe I'm old, and I don't have such a source of happiness. I can only wait for someone to be predestined."

"Emperor Yan, is he really dead?" Ye Zichuan's voice is low.

"Yes, it's a pity to be envied by others and envied by heaven."

Ye Zichuan's look is also somewhat complicated.

For the legendary ancients, I believe that for any race, there will be endless yearning and respect.

His position is so special that he is one of the emperors who established the glory of the human race.

The people call themselves the descendants of the Chinese and the yellow, and the word "Yan" is still the first, so we can see his particularity.

This is a worthy ancestor of all the people.

Ye Zichuan thought that he had the same hope of resurrection as Fuxi.

But now it seems that the hope has been completely dashed.

The colorless flame burns slowly, feeling close, without too high temperature or dazzling brilliance.

Like Emperor Yan himself, although it gives outsiders a dazzling light, in Ye Zichuan's eyes, it is as soft as moonlight, like a flame in the dark, giving people hope and dawn.

"The descendants of the human race, the descendants of the Chinese people, came to pay homage to their ancestors."

Ye Zichuan salutes here respectfully.

The great gift of a master is unbearable, but Emperor Yan can afford it.

When! When!

Amazing things happened. The small tripod made a sound like Huang Zhong and Da Lu, like the sound of sacrifice. It was grand and heavy, reverberating between heaven and earth.

The old man looked at the tripod, and a bright golden light flashed in his eyes: "Shennong tripod?"

Hearing this address, ye Zichuan moved slightly in his heart.

Shennong Ding is the most powerful artifact in Chinese legend.

Is this tripod in front of you the legendary Shennong tripod?

Ye Zichuan thought that he had a god pill in the tripod before, and now it's on him.

In this way, Emperor Yan and Shennong should be the same person.

According to the records of ancient books, many people think that these two should not be the same person, but now it seems that they are the same person.

Emperor Yan was proficient in the law of fire. Shennong tasted all kinds of herbs, and naturally he could make the supreme pill.

"Master, no one can take away this flame?"

The old man shook his head: "no, since I knew it was here, I've seen countless people come to collect the flame, but none of them succeeded. Although it is a ownerless thing, no one can take it away."

"It seems to be waiting for someone who can be like Emperor Yan, but the universe is so big that it's hard to be born with such arrogance."

From the old man's words, it is not hard to tell that he highly praised Emperor Yan and highly praised him.

Ye Zichuan now also wants to see what kind of elegant demeanor this legendary ancient man is. Even after so long, people will never forget.

"Do you want to try? You are a descendant of the human race. You have his blood. Maybe you can inherit his mantle. " The old man said suddenly.

His eyes with a look forward to: "so long, I have been waiting for such a person, if it can be inherited, then I also have a regret."

"Don't you try, master?" Ye Zichuan asked.

"I'm stupid. I've been like this all my life. I'm not related to this kind of nature." The old man laughed at himself.

"What I practice is the law of space, not the law of fire. I have no hope. I don't want to try." Ye Zichuan said.

"That's not necessarily true. The inheritance of the human race is not as you think. You have to practice the same rules to inherit. What Emperor Yan left behind is more of a symbol. This fire represents the hope and dawn of the human race." The old man said, "a master like you was born in the human race, who can inherit the great rule."

Ye Zichuan shook his head: "the glory of my ancestors is beyond my reach in my life. I can only look up to them."

"Young people are too modest. Maybe you are the one waiting for Emperor Yan. It's OK to have a try." The old man kept persuading him, hoping that he could have a try.

Ye Zichuan seems to have some intention, and his face shows a color of hesitation.

The old man urged again: "it doesn't matter if you try. It doesn't matter if you fail."

Ye Zichuan hesitated: "then try it?"

"Give it a try. Maybe I can see a great event today." The old man showed a touch of excitement and seemed to be looking forward to the next scene.

With a touch of uneasiness on his face, ye Zichuan walked slowly to the colorless flame.

Behind him, the old man stared at him without blinking. He seemed more nervous than himself.

If you look at it carefully, you will find that there is a deep sense of killing hidden in the old man's eyes!