"Since you chose to sleep and wait for your successor, it means that your life span is running out. If it weren't for my arrival, you would have passed away in your sleep. Now that the Qing Kingdom has been destroyed, Zoroastrianism no longer exists, so the inheritance

Leave it to me, at least the history of Zoroastrian Cult will not be buried." Ye Xiao said lightly.

Old man Duan Qing was silent for a while, nodded helplessly, and admitted that what Ye Xiao said was the truth.

His life span has been exhausted and he has only a few days left to live.

"Okay, I can give it to you, but you have to agree to me on one condition. Otherwise, I would rather this inheritance die with me."

The Fire Emperor thought for a while and made up his mind.

"What conditions?" Ye Xiao asked.

"Rebuilding Zoroastrianism."

"This condition is unnecessary, but I can help you complete the history of Zoroastrianism. By completing the history, your sect will at least not be forgotten by others." Ye Xiao frowned slightly and said calmly.

Ye Xiao is a person who is afraid of trouble. The time it takes to rebuild a religion that has been lost in history far exceeds the value of this set of exercises.

This is totally asking for trouble for yourself.

"I only have one condition, which is to rebuild Zoroastrianism. If the glory of Zoroastrianism cannot be restored, I will not be able to rest in peace even if I die." The Fire Emperor insisted.

"Then just die with your regrets." Ye Xiao said.

"Boy, do you really think I won't kill you?" Duan Qing couldn't help but laugh angrily.

He is a semi-immortal who can move mountains and seas with just a wave of his hand and lay down millions of corpses.

How dare a young man with no cultivation dare to be so arrogant in front of him.

It’s true that the longer you live, the more you see.

Even if he was about to die, Duan Qing could kill thousands of ordinary people like Ye Xiao who had no cultivation with just a wave of his hand.

"Then you might have to wait another few thousand years?" Ye Xiao shrugged, looking indifferent.

While Ye Xiao and Duan Qing were at loggerheads, a timid voice sounded.

"Can accepting... your inheritance... stop the sea of ​​​​fire there?"

Cecilia raised her right hand, which was as white as gelatin, and stood up from the ground tremblingly.

The pressure that the Fire Emperor unconsciously exuded made him feel a little uncomfortable, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted.

"Hahaha, with my inheritance, you can naturally control the Heaven-burning Divine Fire. Saving your companions is just a matter of waving your hand."

Duan Qing's eyes lit up. Although this girl was of mixed race, her qualifications were definitely excellent.

More importantly, this girl looks better than Ye Xiao.

"I...I...I accept it, and I am willing to rebuild Zoroastrianism for you."

When Cecilia heard that she could rescue her companions, she blurted out her promise without even thinking about it.

"You...she is just a prisoner I brought in. She has not passed the test...and she is a little girl who knows nothing about preaching."

Ye Xiao's expression changed slightly and he glanced at Cecilia, not expecting that she would intervene.

The meat in hand can be robbed by others.

"It doesn't matter, as long as you come here, you are qualified to receive the inheritance."

Old man Duan Qing smiled like a blooming chrysanthemum. The more he looked at Cecilia, the more satisfied he became.

"Little girl, establishing a religion is not as easy as you think, and if you join the Zoroastrian Cult, you have to abide by their rules and precepts for the rest of your life. This is not fun." Ye Xiao frowned.

It is good for a teenage girl to take care of herself.

Rebuilding a great religion that has been passed down for thousands of years is an impossible task.

Cecilia didn't think so much, she just ignored Ye Xiao, looked at the Fire Emperor, and said seriously: "We don't have much time, let's start quickly. What... do you want me to do?"

"Oh, you are decisive in doing things and have kind thoughts. Not bad, good, then let's get started."

The Fire Emperor didn't talk nonsense. He waved his hand and a black smoke flew out from Cecilia's body and fell into his palm.

"I will split my soul with you and make a life contract. You must repeat every word I say below verbatim."

Cecilia nodded solemnly.

"I swear on my true life that I will rebuild Zoroastrianism and restore the past glory of the Holy Religion in this life. If I violate this oath, I will be destroyed by heaven and earth and will never be reincarnated."

The Emperor of Fire showed a serious look on his face and spoke word by word. After Cecilia finished retelling, he put his palms together and sent the soul back into Cecilia's body.

Cecilia felt that there was a faint restriction in her body. If she didn't follow this agreement, she would be annihilated in an instant.

After doing all this, the Fire Emperor nodded with satisfaction, and then grabbed Cecilia's head with a palm.

Cecilia was a little scared and instinctively tilted her head.

"Don't resist, I'm giving you initiations and teachings."

The Fire Emperor said, placing his palm on the top of her head.

Countless red energy overflowed from his palm, and along with the golden words, penetrated into Cecilia's head.

buzzing sound

Immediately, Cecilia felt her mind go blank, and a door seemed to open above her head, and countless knowledge and mana continued to pour into her.

"We, the Zoroastrian Cult, believe in divine fire and pass the fire from generation to generation. Today, as the person who transmits the fire, I will pass on all my life's skills to you. I hope you can let the sacred fire of Zoroastrian Cult shine on the world."

More and more red energy surged out, and the aura on Emperor Liehuo gradually began to weaken.

"It was unexpectedly enlightening." Ye Xiao shook his head and sighed softly.

This is a way to pass on one's lifelong skills and experience to others, at the cost of one's own soul being destroyed and unable to re-enter reincarnation.

A powerful monk at the level of Emperor Liehuo can be regarded as a genius of a generation.

He could have chosen to ascend to the immortal world, but he did not do so and chose to stay and guard the Zoroastrian Cult.

Even for the sake of the inheritance of the sect, he did not hesitate to pass on his skills to future generations at the cost of his own soul.

Such a sacrifice made Ye Xiao feel a little moved.

The Fire Emperor's fiery red hair quickly turned white at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his overall aura gradually weakened. His realm had fallen to the stage of transcending tribulation.

He originally had a short lifespan and relied entirely on his cultivation to support him. Now that his cultivation has declined, the death aura gradually appears in his body.

The aura on Cecilia's body became stronger and stronger as the Fire Emperor passed on his skills.

The late stage of the Golden Elixir, the Great Perfection of the Golden Elixir, the early stage of the Nascent Soul, the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, the late stage of the Nascent Soul, the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul, the early stage of transformation...

"The Burning Heaven Divine Fire is something that has been passed down from generation to generation by my Zoroastrian Cult... It can be manipulated with the Burning Sky Divine Fire Technique that I teach... You are now the ninth generation leader of the Zoroastrian Cult... all the treasures in the City of Fire God...

It's yours... Remember what you promised me... There is one last thing I want to remind you..."

As the realm continued to slip, the death energy on Emperor Liehuo's body became heavier and heavier, and the world in front of him began to gradually blur.

He spoke intermittently, and his voice gradually became lower and lower, as if he was explaining the funeral arrangements.

Ye Xiao stood aside silently and did not disturb them. He could see that Duan Qing's vitality had completely disappeared, leaving only the last bit of support left.

"The Burning Heaven Divine Fire is the foundation of Zoroastrianism... It is in an incomplete state now... If there is a chance... go to the God Ruins... to complete it..."

Ye Xiao's ears twitched, and the word Shenxu touched his nerves.

"Wait, you know about Shenxu? You..." he asked in surprise.

The Fire Emperor didn't answer.

Because he could no longer hear, his life was like a candle in the wind, coming to an end.

The last few wisps of red energy flew into Cecilia's head, and the inheritance of Zoroastrianism was over.

The Fire Emperor's eyes slowly lost their luster, and the world was gradually fading.

Scenes of the past passed before his eyes, making him seem to have returned to the royal city of Qing Kingdom.

That year, the flag of Zoroastrianism was flying at the top of the city. His wife, children and grandchildren stood behind him, smiling at him seriously.

Countless people cheered and cheered at his feet, and the divine fire burned brightly on the altar, illuminating the entire world.

This is the glory of Zoroastrianism in his memory.

"Finally, I wish you...military luck...prosperity...child..."

Fire Emperor Duan Qing smiled happily, closed his eyes and said.

Then starting from the head, it slowly turns into a ball of ashes.

A gust of wind and sand rose in the desert, scattering the ashes across the vast desert.

A generation of talented emperors completely disappeared from this world.

Ye Xiao stood aside, silently watching the ashes disappear into the sky without speaking.

After a while, he shook his head with regret and said: "Ashes return to ashes, dust returns to dust..."

Duan Qing left a legacy behind, and he himself was completely distraught between heaven and earth.

The last mention of the Divine Ruins really concerned Ye Xiao.

But it was already impossible for him to answer Ye Xiao's question.

However, Duan Qing left his cultivation and knowledge in the world at the cost of his soul.

The only hope of getting an answer lies in the memory he left for Cecilia.

Not far away, Cecilia stood on the sand dunes with her eyes closed, immersed in a mysterious state.

Ye Xiao didn't bother, he used his Origin Eye to observe Cecilia's condition, then sat down cross-legged near her, closed his eyes and rested his mind.
Chapter completed!