With Wang Daoyuan's comfort, Wang Zhian felt much better.

"When I first took over the family, it was the time when our family was at its most dilapidated.

I am the only foundation-building monk, and there are only about thirty Qi-training monks.

Everyone's idea at that time was to try to let the family survive for a few more years.

All the brothers do not care about personal gains and losses, and dedicate everything they have to the family.

Otherwise, the family would have fallen apart long ago."

“Later on, the conflict between the Netherworld Sect and Canyang Palace became more and more serious, and the two sides were at war with each other.

Those who were hostile to our Wang family were transferred to the front line, and our Wang family's life was much easier.

After that, another genius named Shou Ye appeared in the family, and he was expected to reach the golden elixir realm.

The family has hope of rising, and people's hearts are gradually united."

"However, I never thought that you, a disciple with five spiritual roots who was not valued, could grow to this point.

With your family supporting me, even if I die, my face will be bright when I see my ancestors."

Wang Daoyuan smiled and said: "Fifth Uncle, you are thinking too much.

With your talent, you can definitely cultivate to the state of becoming a god.

Coupled with the resources in my hand, it will not be a problem for you to cultivate to the Mahayana realm."

Wang Zhian waved his hand: "I know how many pounds I have.

Being able to cultivate to the Nascent Soul realm is already a huge blessing.

With my little talent, even if I break through to the Mahayana realm, I will still be the weakest Mahayana person.

It can’t be of any help and it’s a waste of resources.”

“No matter how weak the Mahayana is, it is still Mahayana.

Even if you can't go into battle, there's still no problem guarding the rear.

I don’t lack these resources either, so just feel free to practice.”

"It will still be a long time before Mingchen breaks through to the Mahayana. I will continue to teach them first."

After that, he tore the space apart again, left Qingli City God's Palace, and returned to his own cave.

The soul enters the spirit bead space and continues to use the Five Elements Gathering Pot to generate Hunyuan Purple Qi.

He glanced at the Nanmingli Fire above the Fengqitong Forest. This flame was created by Wang Mingchen.

In the spirit bead space, there is a sufficient supply of spiritual power, and Feng Qitong supports its growth.

Now, Nanming Lihuo has grown to the peak of the sixth level.

But it’s not easy to go further.

After all, it is the best spiritual fire in the world. Every time it increases, it becomes very difficult.

Wang Mingchen's cultivation level is still in the middle stage of becoming a god.

But in the spirit bead space, the cultivation speed will not be too slow.

It won't take long for him to break through to the late stage of divine transformation.

At that time, we will begin to deepen our understanding of the rules.

The effect of my own speech for him is naturally not as good as having a real seventh-order Nanming Lihuo in front of my eyes.

Wang Daoyuan's soul came to Nanming Lihuo and stared at it carefully.

Zhou Luan, who was practicing under the tree, asked: "What are you doing here when you have nothing to do?"

Wang Daoyuan smiled and said: "Of course I came to see Her Royal Highness the Princess."

"Glib tongue, you keep staring at Nan Ming Lihuo.

That thing is now at the peak of the sixth level. In front of you, a middle-stage Mahayana monk, it is nothing at all. What's the use of it?"

"It's not of much use to me, but it's different for Mingchen.

He is about to break through to the late stage of divine transformation, and he will still have enlightenment by then.

No matter how good the performance is, it is not as good as having a Nanming Lihuo in front of you.

I plan to let this Nanming Lihuo advance as soon as possible, and also let Mingchen realize the Tao as soon as possible."

Zhou Luan chuckled: "Finally, we haven't forgotten our child."

"When did I stop caring about my children? I just want them to have more experience. I can't let them all become playboys, right?"

After that, he muttered in a low voice: "Long hair makes short knowledge."

Zhou Luan narrowed his eyes and asked, "What did you say?"

Wang Daoyuan shook his head quickly: "I didn't say anything."

Zhou Luan just glanced at him: "Take Nanming Lihuo aside, I am about to break through the middle stage of Mahayana, don't disturb me here."

Wang Daoyuan didn't dare to offend the tigress. With a wave of Yuanshen's small hand, Nanming Lihuo fell into his hands.

He took Nanming Lihuo to a small island in the south of Lingzhu Space.

Then, pour all the Hunyuan purple energy produced in the Five Elements Juyuan Pot into the Nanming Lihuo.

At the same time, the law of destruction is also injected.

When the two kinds of energy enter the Nanmingli Fire, they disappear instantly.

With the help of these two, Nanming Lihuo's power continues to increase.

After a few months, Nanming Lihuo's improvement speed became slower and slower, almost stagnating.

The power of the flame is already very close to the seventh level, but it just can't cross that threshold.

Of course, Nanming Lihuo's speed of devouring Hunyuan Purple Qi and the Law of Destruction still shows no sign of slowing down.

Seeing this situation, Xuanyuan couldn't help it.

He flew to Wang Daoyuan's soul and said: "Master, this spiritual fire only benefits and does not work, why waste resources for it?

A resource as precious as Hunyuan Purple Qi should be placed where it is most useful."

Wang Daoyuan glanced at him: "According to your opinion, the most useful place for this is your stomach?"

Xuanyuan nodded subconsciously: "That's natural."

Wang Daoyuan stared at him with squinting eyes, and Xuanyuan immediately rushed to the tortoise shell and said, "Master, that's not what I meant.

I think that the growth of flame may require other things.

Just using Hunyuan Purple Qi and the power of law may not be enough."

Wang Daoyuan glanced at him: "Tell me, what else do you need?"

Xuanyuan grinned and made a flattering expression: "This Nanming Lihuo is the natal spiritual fire of the pure Suzaku. If you want to grow, you cannot do without the sacred bird Suzaku.

Especially from the sixth level to the seventh level, this is a big change from the extraordinary to the saint, and it requires more things."

Wang Daoyuan nodded: "It makes some sense. I have all the laws contained in Suzaku, so there is no difficulty."

His vision of the Purple Mansion was originally a five-element divine beast, which naturally included the Suzaku.

When the Nascent Soul is broken through, the five elements of divine beasts merge into one.

But the power of the Five Elements Divine Beast did not disappear, but was all integrated into Yinglong's body.

Therefore, the laws contained in Suzaku are all present in Yinglong's body.

At this time, Yinglong's vision was standing between Yuanshen's eyebrows, looking like a tattoo.

Wang Daoyuan controlled Yinglong and swallowed Nanming Lihuo.

Yinglong separated the soul between his eyebrows, transformed into the real Yinglong, and swallowed Nanming Lihuo in one gulp.

Nanming Lihuo, who was indestructible, was as docile as a little lamb in front of Yinglong.

Without any resistance, he entered Yinglong's belly.

After devouring Nanming Lihuo, Yinglong returned to the center of Wang Daoyuan's soul.

The Yuanshen sat down cross-legged, mobilized the immortal power, and continuously integrated it into Yinglong's body to nourish the Nanming Lihuo.

Sure enough, with Yinglong's power, Nanming Lihuo began to grow again.

A few days later, Wang Daoyuan felt his eyebrows getting hot.

Suddenly, Yuanshen's whole body was wrapped in a crimson flame.

The earth and rocks on the island were burned to ashes, and the huge heat baked the surrounding water into bursts of moisture.

Once these water vapors hit the red flame, they instantly turned into nothingness.

Xuanyuan was watching the excitement from the sidelines, when suddenly a wisp of flame floated over.
To be continued...