This incomprehensible attitude of Molten Gold Qi Yan really startled Qing Huang and An Yan on the left and right sides. The two of them almost pulled out their weapons to stop each other. Guan Heng waved his hand: "Don't be nervous, it doesn't mean any harm."

At this moment, Molten Gold Qiyan asked: "Master Guan, is this the Smart Heavenly Fire Instrument in your hand?"

Hearing this, Guan Heng nodded slightly, then asked, "Why, do you know this thing too?"

"Of course. Back then, I was one of the 'royal' spirit fires of the Yanling Ancient Clan."

With some complacency, Molten Gold Qiyan said: "At that time, even though I was just beginning to gain spiritual intelligence, I also heard about Elder Xin's discovery of the treasure Sky Fire Instrument from the deepest level of the ruins."

According to Molten Gold Qiyan, when Elder Xin got the Heavenly Fire Artifact, he should have handed it over to the clan leader or great elder, but the old man was stingy and was reluctant to take it out. He claimed that he didn't have a few more years to live anyway.

, he planned to carry the treasure into the coffin. As for the ownership of the Tianhuoyi after his death, he had no control over it.

Everyone knows that Elder Xin has a tough temper. If he takes something by force, it will be counterproductive. This old guy would rather destroy the treasure than let it fall into the hands of others, so he pinches his nose and admits it. Just like that, he covets it.

People who use the clever sky fire instrument count on their fingers day by day to figure out when the old guy will die.

These money-crazed people all know that when Elder Xin was exploring the deepest levels of the ruins, although he got back the precious Sky Fire Instrument, he was also seriously injured. They thought that this old guy might not be alive today.

But no one expected that Elder Xin had been working hard for five years, dragging his sick body that could die at any time, to create a huge underground maze and store the Sky Fire Instrument in it. How long did the old thing live in the underground palace? Sky Fire

Where the instrument ended up, no one knows.

"Hahaha, these guys from the Yanling Ancient Clan are so interesting." Guan Heng shook his head with a smile and said, "They are as weird to guard against their own people as they are to guard against thieves."

“The Yanling Ancient people are irritable, suspicious, and stingy, so it’s not an exaggeration to have this attitude.”

Molten Gold Qiyan said: "For some reason, these guys used my flames to cast various things, making me weaker and weaker. At that time, I didn't want to sit still and wait for death, so I found a suitable opportunity to slip away and go outside.

I wandered for a while and then hid here."

"But why are you becoming weaker and weaker? Is it because this place lacks the spiritual energy suitable for spiritual fire to absorb?"

"No, no, that's not the case."

Hearing Qinghuang's question, Molten Gold Qiyan said: "My spiritual fire body is a very strange one. It can absorb the spiritual energy in plants to maintain vitality, especially the spiritual energy released by the small white flowers with golden patterns, so in the end

At first, my life here was quite comfortable."

Immediately afterwards, Molten Gold Qiyan said: "Actually, that was a few years before I met the red-haired lynx. At that time, I encountered a very powerful enemy. Although I defeated it, I also suffered a lot.

He was seriously injured, and he became weaker and weaker after that."

Hearing this, Guan Heng narrowed his eyes and asked casually: "A strong enemy? What kind of guy is he?"

"They are a kind of vicious insect called 'Fire-Eating Black Silkworm'. They have wings and can fly. They have excellent fire resistance and are good at group attacks. Their favorite food is of course my spiritual fire body."

Molten Gold Qiyan said: "Especially their Black Silkworm King, that guy is so ferocious. I fought with him several times, but I couldn't tell the difference. I was even bitten away by several mouthfuls of spiritual fire fragments. If I hadn't exploded myself in the end,

A similar attack killed many of its kind, so I guess this guy still refuses to let me go."

"So, since then, your vitality has been severely damaged?"

"Yes, you have also seen what happened later. In the end, there was only a small flame left, and I was barely surviving. If it hadn't been for Mr. Guan's spiritual fire to replenish it, I would have been doomed."

Molten Gold Qiyan knew how to repay the favor, and it continued: "I know that you are here for the origin of my fire. No problem. Before you leave, I will separate a part for you. I will give it to you as a minor."

Xiao repays the favor."

"Hey, these are all trivial things, not to mention you have just recovered, so don't be in a hurry."

Guan Heng looked at the sisters Qing Huang and An Yan, and then said to Molten Gold Qiyan: "But I'm worried that those fire-eating black silkworms will come to trouble you again, and maybe they will also involve the red-haired lynx.

It’s time for even it to be in danger.”

"I didn't expect this." After listening to Guan Heng's analysis, Molten Gold Qiyan became a little worried. The little red-haired lynx next to him said with a bit of timidity: "Grandpa Jin Yan, otherwise, we can hide somewhere else.

Go somewhere and run away far away."

"Hiding around is not a good idea. Besides, there may not be so many little white flowers for Molten Gold Qiyan to absorb spiritual energy elsewhere."

Guan Heng continued to speak calmly: "What I mean is, let us come up with a way to solve the problem of the fire-eating black silkworm for you."

Hearing this, Molten Gold Qiyan asked in astonishment: "What, Mr. Guan, do you want to take action against them?"

"Of course." Guan Heng nodded and asked again: "You mentioned just now that evil insects like the fire-eating black silkworm have the ability to plunder the body of spiritual fire everywhere, capture them alive, and bring them back to their nests for storage.

Habit, right?"

"Yes, but those are the weakest spiritual fires."

"No matter how weak you are, it doesn't matter. Gather sand to form a tower, and gather armpits to form fur."

Hearing Molten Gold Qiyan's words, Guan Heng smiled slightly: "When we break through the lair of the Fire-eating Black Silkworm, we will divide those spiritual fire bodies. As long as you absorb these almost pure fire spiritual energy, you will not be able to return to its heyday.

?At that time, even if you give me some of the origin of fire, you will not be weak."

"Well, this seems to make sense, but will things really go that smoothly?" Although Molten Gold Qiyan was a little skeptical about this, he couldn't resist what Guan Heng said was really tempting to him, so he agreed after thinking about it for a while:

"Okay, let's do this."

Qinghuang asked: "Then do you know where the fire-eating black silkworm's lair is?"

"Uh... I don't know for sure, but I know that there are a lot of fire-eating black silkworms that are active in certain areas on the other side of the cliff cave."

Molten Gold Qiyan said: "I can take you all over to see them right away. I hope I can see each other. In this case, I can follow them back to their nest." "That makes sense, let's set off immediately."

"Brothers and sisters, Grandpa Jin Yan, can I go with you?" Hearing what the red-haired lynx said, Qinghuang immediately smiled and said: "No problem, but in order to prevent those vicious insects from harming you, you have to stay at all times.
Chapter completed!