"Come on, I guess we should worship the immortal ancestors and the **** of fire in the hall now."

Ninth Princess Sizi picked up a piece of fruit and gnawed it. She didn't look good, but she had a high status, so no one said anything about what she was doing.

"Vulcan? Never heard of it."

Yang Fan wondered, if he could call himself a god, could it be that he was still a god.

"You don't know that Vulcan is also normal. Let me tell you the truth, our Huoyuan Country has been protected by Vulcan before the founding of the nation. Whenever there is a major event or the wedding of the prince and princess, we will sacrifice to Vulcan. And every thousand years, an unmarried and broken royal woman will be chosen to marry the Vulcan, and she will stay for the Vulcan all her life."

Yang Fan admired this Vulcan, and he would have a wife in a thousand years, and he didn't have to worry about being cuckold. At the same time, he was very curious about the Vulcan.

"Who is this Vulcan?"

Yang Fan asked.

"I am not very clear about this. I only know that the fire country can be where it is today. It is indeed protected by the **** of fire, and every imperial family has the spiritual root of the fire attribute."

Ninth Princess Sizi thought for a while and said.

"Is it so amazing?"

Yang Fan was very surprised. He looked at the sky. Hearing what Si Zi said, Yang Fan always felt that he had a gaze watching him.

"Since this Vulcan protects you, I would like to see it."

"Don't worry about this. When the sixth brother and the sixth sister-in-law come out, they will naturally see it."

Speaking of this, Ninth Princess Sizi showed a weird evil smile, as if there was some conspiracy waiting for Yang Fan.

The Lord Donkey and the preacher looked at each other. They didn't think there was a fire god's shelter here, it was just mortals seeking comfort in their hearts.

About half an hour later, the Emperor Huo suddenly got up and waved his arms, and the musicians on both sides who had already prepared began to play music. A pleasing voice sounded, and a large number of petals appeared in the sky. A couple of newlyweds came from a distance. Behind the bride were several court ladies holding the tails of their skirts. On the right was the familiar figure of Yang Fan, the sixth prince Zhao Yin.

Zhao Yin was wearing a red groom's suit, a big red flower on his chest, and a red cloth strip between him and the bride, implying immortality and never separation.

Yuhun looked at the incoming person with a look of envy, as if she was not a weapon, but a real person.

In addition, there was an old **** next to Zhao Yin. In his hand, the old **** held a one-meter wide scroll, holding it in an upright and solemn manner.

"Father!"

Zhao Yin paid respect to Zao Wou-ki who was sitting on the stage, as did the bride beside him, because his face was covered by a red hijab, Yang Fan couldn't see the bride, let alone peeping with his spiritual knowledge.

"Well, Yin'er, today is your wedding day. I won't say much about other things. I hope you will be affectionate in the future. If you can give birth to an heir soon, it would be even better. Haha... "

Among the many children of the current Fire Emperor Zao Wou-ki, none of them has any heirs, which means that he does not yet have a grandson or grandson, which is why Zao Wou-ki is eager.

Zhao Yin's cheeks were slightly red when he was told, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

Perhaps knowing that he shouldn't say these things today, Zao Wou-ki smiled awkwardly, waved his hand, looked at the old **** who had followed Zhao Yin, and nodded.

The old **** agreed, came to the high platform, and shouted in the voice of the howling drake.

"It's auspicious time, please Vulcan!"

With that said, the old **** lightly tossed the scroll in his hand, the scroll was suspended in the air, and then slowly opened.

The scroll was completely opened, and a very strange man appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

The person in the scroll is a man wearing a red dress. The cuffs are very short and only reach the shoulders. His hands are exposed. On his neck he also wears a necklace made of unknown materials. He is handsome, with flowing red hair, and a flame mark on the center of his eyebrows, his eyes are clear as water, and his eyebrows are thick and unsmiling.

At a glance, it was like a banished immortal, without cannibalizing fireworks, and the breath of his body was ethereal, and that breath made Yang Fan feel even more plain than Zhong Yuze.

Although it is in the painting, no matter from which angle I look at it, I feel that the portrait in the painting is always staring at me.

But what makes Yang Fan feel strange is that after Yang Fan felt that the God of Fire in the painting appeared, his eyes began to stay on him, as if the God of Fire in the painting was alive.

"Look, this is the **** of fire, the patron saint of our fire country."

"Apart from offering sacrifices, don't you have anything else?"

"Of course not. In addition, the royal family will pick some people with the surname of Vulcan."

Ninth Princess Si Zi said.

"Do you still know the name of this Vulcan?"

Yang Fan was a little surprised. Tang Tang thought that the gods would reveal his name to mortals. From Yang Fan's point of view, it was very strange.

"Naturally not. We only know that Vulcan's surname is Ji, just like my aunt. After marrying Vulcan, she changed her surname to Ji."

"This is interesting. I'm very curious. If there is a person who changes his surname to become the emperor of Fire in the future, then will his future heirs be surnamed Ji?"

"This...not to a large extent, because changing the surname Ji needs to be blessed by Vulcan. Only those who are blessed can have the surname Ji, so in the future his children will only be surnamed Zhao."

The corners of Yang Fan's mouth twitched, and he didn't understand why these serious people were so keen on believing in the **** of fire, wishing their descendants to change their surnames.

"salute!"

The old **** shouted again.

Zhao Yin and the bride knelt down, bowed their heads heavily, and then made a gesture to the **** of fire.

"blessing!"

Zhao Yin kept the gesture still, a little **** came over, poured a glass of clear water on the gesture, and waited quietly.

"What is your sixth brother doing?"

Yang Fan was very puzzled, feeling that this was a silent performance.

"Of course, I asked Vulcan for blessing. If Vulcan is willing to bless the sixth brother, the gesture made by the sixth brother will emit red light, and a flame mark will appear at the center of the eyebrow.

"What is the effect of being blessed?"

"I don't know this very well, but one thing is for sure. After being blessed, the realm will rise very quickly during cultivation. To be honest, even my father did not receive the blessing of Vulcan."

At this moment, a faint red light emerged out of thin air on Zhao Yin's gesture, and a flame mark was slowly printed on the center of his eyebrows.

"It's strange, why do I feel an inexplicable force emerging?"

With this doubt, Yang Fan communicated systematically in his heart.

"System, check this Vulcan picture scroll."

"Ding, beyond the detection range of this system, it is recommended to upgrade to version 5.0."

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