Doomsday Totem

Chapter 108 Conflict
After a while, the three of them stepped up the stone steps and came to the collapsed gate of the temple.

"Eh? There's still a holy fire in this dilapidated place?" Li Tuohai saw a faint light of the fire through the cracks in the stone.

"I heard from the master that there is the seed of the brilliant holy fire here." Bi Qingluan said.

"Returning the kindling, if you want me to say, the past is over, people have to look forward..." Li Tuohai said disdainfully, "Why pursue these useless forms? Light the fire casually, and then say it's kindling Is it? Who are you lying to?"

At this time, Bi Qingluan made a "silence" gesture.Li Tuohai thought something was wrong, so he immediately shut up.But in fact, Bi Qingluan was a little annoyed by his chatter, and wanted him to calm down for a while.

Not long after, the three found a temporary passage on the side and entered the temple.Passing through the fallen pillars, they came to the altar that held the cauldron.

Looking at a trace of flame dancing in the brazier, Li Tuohai couldn't help but comment again: "This kind of fire is called kindling? I slapped it out with a single slap, and the flame is still brilliant. I think they are just looking for an excuse to ask for money or something. Then eat and drink here for nothing..."

At this moment, a young voice suddenly came from behind them, interrupting Li Tuohai's long speech.

"Friends from afar, in front of you is the last fire of the Temple of Glory."

The three turned their heads and saw a young man holding a candle walking in the darkness.The young man was dressed in white animal fur clothing. He was neither tall nor short, with a medium build, neither strong nor slender.

The young man was carrying a large sword on his back. The hilt came up from his right shoulder and was at the same level as his ear. The scabbard protruded from his left waist, about ten centimeters.Tuoba's three sharp eyes can tell at a glance that people are not simple.The way the opponent carries the sword is too particular.Firstly, the height of the hilt plus the length of the opponent's arm, stretching back a little, just enough to hold it; The length of the scabbard protruding from the waist is just enough not to hinder body movements.Although these are small details, the impact will not be great, but often the more powerful the person, the more he cares about every detail.They will maximize their combat power as much as possible, even if it is a little bit.

This young man is the iron slag.Two years have passed, and his appearance has changed. His face is wider than before, and the beard on his cheeks has also grown.Since I didn't pay much attention to it at ordinary times, I was a little bearded at the moment.Now, his childishness is gone and he looks more mature.Now no one will call him a boy anymore, only a young man.

Just now, Tie Slag heard the words of the young man wearing glasses.If it was in the past, he would definitely say: "Dare to touch it, die!"

However, now he is not as fierce as before.Because Kezan had often taught him that force was a last resort, to be used when all negotiations failed.A sword that is often unsheathed cannot be sharp, because it will naturally wear out after being used too much.To keep the sword sharp, it cannot be easily shot.Furthermore, people who often shoot have no sense of mystery, and others can see the bottom line at a glance...

Under Kezan's accumulated influence, Tie Slag's temper is much better now, and he won't make a move every now and then.Of course, life here is very monotonous, just him and Kezan, there is no chance to make a move.But today, it seems that his temper is much better.Seeing that others disrespect the Brilliant Tinder, and speak with a sly air, if you want to put it in the past, at least you need to punch it down!Let him fully understand the truth that "things can be eaten indiscriminately, but words cannot be said indiscriminately".

However, Tie Slag didn't take the Brilliant Tinder seriously at the beginning, and once even grilled venison on it, Kezan was so angry that he screamed.That was the first time he saw Kezan lose his temper and beat him so hard he couldn't get out of bed for days.

After a long time, whenever he saw Kezan looking at the brilliant fire devoutly, muttering to himself, and praying again and again, he would feel a little bit of emotion in his heart.Gradually, he was influenced by Kezan, and the fire in his eyes took on a layer of divine brilliance.

Perhaps, this is really just an ordinary flame...

But because Kezan respects, so does he.

In the past two years, this old man has been his teacher, friend, and father with him.Whether this is a brilliant spark or a trace of ordinary flame, in fact, it doesn't matter.

Most of all, the people he respects respect the spark.So, whatever that is, he respects it.

"Hello...friend...friend...I...my name is Tuobasan, and I'm from the ancient temple." Tuobasan hurried forward and stammered.Then he introduced the other two to Tie Zha, "He...they are my junior and junior sisters, named Bi Qingnuan..."

"Third Brother, it's Bi Qingluan." The girl said angrily.

"Yes, Bi Qingnuan...Luan..." Tuobasan pointed to the young man wearing glasses behind him and said, "His name is..."

"Old man, I don't need your introduction." The young man wearing glasses frowned, interrupted Tuoba San forcefully, and said in a deep voice, "I don't even know who he is, so why introduce him randomly!"

"Hello, I'm Iron Slag Norses, the guardian of the holy wolf." Iron Slag said.When he said this, he felt confident.This is what Kezan said when he introduced himself before: "Hello, I am Kezan Blood Wolf, the guardian of the holy fire."

"Who are you fooling, haven't all the holy wolf guardians died?" The young man wearing glasses asked inappropriately and impolitely.

Iron Slag looked at the other party, narrowing his eyes naturally.I have to say that his temper is really much better now, and he hasn't gotten angry yet.

"He...he didn't mean that, I'm sorry..." Tuoba San hurriedly explained when the atmosphere became tense.

"His name is Li Tuohai, he's not very good at talking, so don't worry about it." Bi Qingluan also explained.However, there was no sincerity in her tone, it seemed like the boss was perfunctory to the subordinates.In her opinion, the people in the Temple of Brilliance eat and drink from their family, so there is nothing to be proud of.Since the other party accepts their family's favor and their family's alms, they should be regarded as honored guests.If the guest of honor says something wrong, he should also be forgiven.

Of course, to be honest, each of the seven temples under the Spirit Snake Temple contributed a part of their supplies, and their family only contributed one-seventh.However, even if it is only one-seventh, this is a free gift, a charity activity without a penny in return.And this one-seventh also caused her "Snow Leopard" to run aground, which made her very angry.

"Why!" These three words were the first words she said after she knew about this incident, and they were enough to sum up all her moods.

"Guests from the ancient temple, please follow me." Tie Slag said.Although Tuobasan is dumb, he is not bad.As for that girl, or woman, although he wasn't sincere, he didn't have the habit of haggling with women.As for that Li Tuohai, he automatically ignored the existence of the other party...

Li Tuohai didn't say anything this time, after all, saying something behind his back is not the same as saying it face to face.Although he looked down on the Brilliant Temple from the bottom of his heart and thought they were a group of beggars who swindled food and drink, but he also knew that what he said just now was a bit too much, and if he said anything disrespectful, he would be fine.

Before coming, the elders of the clan repeatedly told him not to have any fancy ideas for Kezan Blood Wolf.Not to mention that this hundred-year-old monster is an unfathomable master of the holy rank, even if it falls on the ground and takes it for nothing, he can't take it.Who in this world doesn't want to live longer?If you don't have enough strength, having this ability is tantamount to putting yourself on the display board and attracting people's attention. The truth of "Miyamoto is not guilty, but Huaibi is guilty" has been passed down through the ages, and everyone wants to eat the legendary Tang monk meat.But whether you have life to enjoy it or not depends on your strength.

With Li Tuohai's strength, it is obvious that he does not have this fate.The elders of the clan saw this very clearly, so they repeatedly emphasized that they should avoid this kind of general ability and quick-witted younger generation from causing catastrophe.

However, Li Tuohai is not completely without strength, at least he thinks so.He is an insectoid person with the ability of "Very Poisonous Bee Needle". It can only reduce the strength of the opponent, but cannot increase the consumption of physical strength).However, Li Tuohai still overestimated himself a bit. Even if the opponent only had the strength of the elementary level of gold, it was not something he could deal with with this poison, let alone a holy level...

After entering the Hall of Valor, Tie Slag led the way with a candle in his hand, and the other three followed.Not long after, they had another conflict.The reason was that Bi Qingluan thought it was too dark and gloomy here, so she insisted on turning on the flashlight.Tie Slag frowned, saying that he could not disturb the slumber of the Heroic Spirits.

For this reason, the two had a dispute.In order to protect Bi Qingluan, Li Tuohai quickly joined the conflict.Tuoba San stood aside in a daze, at a loss, wanting to persuade but didn't know what to say.

Tie Slag was not a talkative person in the first place, and he definitely couldn't talk to Bi Qingluan, who was eloquent. In addition, she had a sidekick, which made her even more aggressive.Tie Slag's ears hurt from the quarrel, if it was in the past, he would have drawn his knife out of its sheath in all likelihood, and used his strength to reason with others.

"I've never heard of this rule. The tombs of our ancient temples are lit with oil lamps all the year round, so why don't they disturb their deep sleep? Are the heroic spirits in your family different from those in other families?" Bi Qingluan said.

"Little sister is right, only those with neurasthenia will suffer from insomnia when they encounter lights." Li Tuohai chimed in.

"Turn on the light...you will pay a heavy price, you choose." Iron Slag finally lost his patience, and threatened lightly, that cold tone immediately lowered the surrounding temperature by a few points.

Bi Qingluan bit her lip and stared at Tie Slag stubbornly, with the taste of "Come on, let's see how you are".Li Tuohai also stared at Tie Slag, with a stern look in his eyes.He secretly mobilized his ability, and the bee sting in his palm was ready to go, ready to be ejected at any time!

"Master... the master said that we are guests, and we have to do as the Romans do when we come here." Seeing the tense atmosphere, Tuobasan bit the bullet and smoothed things over.

"Humph!"

Bi Qingluan wrinkled her little nose with disdain, let out a soft hum, and then turned off the flashlight.Iron Slag grinned, turned around and continued to lead the way.

Bi Qingluan followed without saying a word, and did not speak again.For a while, the atmosphere became a little awkward.Just now, she saw a trace of determination in the other party's eyes.She knew that this kind of person was very stubborn, and once identified, ten cows would not be able to pull them back.If this stalemate continues, unless there is a real fight, there will be no result.Tuoba San's words gave her a step, and she followed the trend.

(End of this chapter)