Qingxi Lingzhulu

Knowledge flow fantasy·setting direction Lu Wen traveled to this world where candlelight was revered and became an apprentice at Shen Ji Candle Shop in Qingxi Town. Others only see flames when looking at fire, but his left eye can see the tiny beads that make up all things - green charcoal sinking, frost crystals floating, water vapor entangled, the essence of burning is clearly visible to him. The holy temples that have been handed down for three hundred years are extinguished one after another during the rainy season, and the candle shops in the town are helpless. Everyone said that the holy recipe cannot be changed. If it is changed, it violates the ritual and will be investigated by the torture chamber. Lu Wen stared at the fire that could not burn, and quietly moved the weight. Seven to one to two. A stick of blue flame soared into the sky, burning more steadily and more powerfully than all the saints. But he doesn't know, Hidden in the inconspicuous black fragment under the master's bed is a neatly arranged bead map, with three vacant spots pending. The master who disappeared thirty years ago, and the uncle who disappeared ten years ago, both stared at the same blank space, and ended up with unknown life or death. Zhao Wuwang, the head of the criminal chamber, had already set his sights on this little apprentice. From Qingxi Town to Luzhou City, from the fragmentary map to the origin of all things. People in the world only know that the fire in the furnace is warm, but they do not know that there are words in the fire. This spectrum of all substances is completed by me.