After Fang Yan nodded, he did as he said.

After meditating, Fang Yan was shocked to find that the room where the original aura was thin had gradually changed with Fang Yan's cultivation.

Countless pure spiritual qi actually increased more and more with Fang Yan's cultivation, and gradually, Fang Yan was immersed in cultivation.

And these spiritual qi also became more and more refined with Fang Yan's cultivation, and Fang Yan, who was completely immersed in cultivation, did not realize that his realm was improving at an extremely fast speed.

It's even faster than swallowing the pill, and it's getting faster and faster.

Nine days later.

Fang Yan finally woke up from his meditation and was shocked to find that his cultivation had actually been improved to the late stage of soul cultivation, which made Fang Yan feel pleasantly surprised.

Fang Yan estimated that even if the pills in his hands continued, it would take a year and a half to cultivate to the late stage of spiritual cultivation at the earliest, but now in just a few days, he had actually improved a small realm, which made Fang Yan's heart happy.

Not only that, but something that shocked Fang Yan even more happened, in the small room where there was originally nothing, there was an extra door suddenly.

Fang Yan had carefully inspected it when he came in, and there was no such door at all at that time.

It seems that this small room is also a benefit given to the monks who enter it by the small realm of fate, and the reason why Fang Yan was able to cultivate from the middle stage of the spirit cultivation to the late stage of the spirit cultivation stage was mostly because it was room twenty-one that no one had set foot in yet.

After resting for a while, Fang Yan casually pushed open the small door that suddenly appeared.

As soon as Fang Yan walked in, a clear river suddenly appeared in front of him, which made Fang Yan feel a little familiar.

After thinking for a while, Fang Yan realized that this was the place where he had just entered the Hailing Secret Realm.

But the difference is that at this moment, a flock of ducks are playing in Xiaohanoi, and from time to time they make a "quack" sound.

And by the river, there was a group of women who were washing clothes, and some of the women were followed by one or two children, talking, laughing, chasing and playing.

Fang Yan was stunned in her heart, she didn't react, she still remembered that when she first came here, it was obviously empty, so what happened to these people?

When Fang Yan was standing there in a daze, the tiger-headed boy on the other side of the river bank suddenly opened his mouth and shouted, "Master Fang, good morning!"

After Fang Yan paused slightly, he suddenly had a memory in his mind: he was the master of this small village, living alone in a tiled house in the small village, and was usually very respected by the villagers.

After the boy spoke, several women who were doing laundry on the opposite side stopped, got up and saluted Fang Yan one after another: "Master Fang, morning!"

After Fang Yan nodded calmly, he walked from the small bridge to the other side of the river, smiling and greeting them.

After that, Fang Yan came to the school in this small village according to his memory, and the boy followed Fang Yan to the school with a schoolbag made of coarse cloth after saying goodbye to his mother.

From his memory, Fang Yan learned that this boy's name was Xu Hu, and Xu Hu was also very studious, and he asked Fang Yan about his homework all the way.

When they came to the school, the students had already sat down, and Fang Yan took out a book of Analects under the lectern and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, what we are going to learn today is to learn and learn, and we are very happy......

After successfully finishing the day's lessons, Fang Yan was tidying up when he suddenly heard these children discussing.

"Are you going to town today to see the Spitfire? Wanwan's daddy is amazing!"

"Go, of course go, my father has already promised, take me and my mother with me tonight!"

"If only I were Wanwan, I could have such a powerful father!"

Fang Yan's eyes flashed, and he looked at the shy girl who was surrounded by a group of children, her name was Zhang Wanwan.

As Fang Yan announced the end of school, after the children cheered, they ran out in groups, frolicking towards their respective homes.

Fang Yan also returned to his home with his memory, and after a hasty dinner, he walked for almost an hour and came to the town.

At this moment, a place with a flash of fire had been surrounded, and Fang Yan finally squeezed in.

Fang Yan's pupils shrank, but he was suddenly startled, because the flame that Father Zhang was performing at the moment was actually a spiritual flame, and it was also an extremely high-quality spiritual flame, Fang Yan couldn't see its quality at all, he only knew that it was extremely precious.

"It's ...... The Pure Soul Red Flame of the Yuan Infant Stage!"

The voice of the Hui Yuan Holy Light Toad rang out, and Fang Yan heard a trace of jealousy from the voice of the Hui Yuan Holy Light Toad, who had always been not afraid of heaven and earth.

The Pure Soul Red Flame in the Yuan Infancy?

It was a terrifying flame that could easily extinguish the soul of the Yuan Infant Stage, and even ordinary Manifestation Stage monks did not dare to confront it.

Needless to say, the preciousness of this object is needless to say.

Although Fang Yan also had a Pure Spirit Red Flame Lizard in his hand, he didn't know how many massive resources it would take to grow to the Yuan Infant Stage, and it would take a long time.

Judging from the current situation, Fang Yan estimated that it would take at least a few thousand years for the Spirit Beast Pure Spirit Red Flame Lizard in his hand to grow to the Yuan Infant Stage.

Therefore, the preciousness of the Pure Spirit Red Flame in the Yuan Infant Stage can be seen.

Could it be that this is the chance that you can get by drawing the number 21 number plate? Fang Yan was excited when he thought of this.

However, Fang Yan calmed himself down first.

First of all, Father Zhang is just a mortal, how did he be able to contact the Pure Spirit Red Flame of the Yuan Infant Stage without dying?

You must know that even if it is a primordial infant monk, he would not dare to contact it!

Also, how did Father Zhang get the Yuan Infant Pure Spirit Red Flame?

Fang Yan had already carefully examined it with his divine sense, everyone was just mortals, Fang Yan didn't think that there would be so many monks pretending to be low-productivity mortals to act for themselves, he didn't have this value.

......

In short, Fang Yan was so confused in his heart at the moment that he could only keep thinking.

It wasn't until after the end of the show that Fang Yan walked up, and Father Zhang recognized Fang Yan at a glance, and respectfully arched his hand and said, "Master Fang!"

And Zhang's mother also greeted Fang Yan with a smile, and Zhang Wanwan whispered: "Master Fang!"

Fang Yan nodded, silently helping Zhang's father pack up his things, Zhang's father and Zhang's mother wanted to refuse, but they had to compromise at Fang Yan's insistence, and the Zhang family's good impression of Fang Yan increased again.

Fang Yan helped Zhang's father take the tools of the performance, and walked together on the way back to the village, chatting with them from time to time.

"Brother Zhang, take the liberty of asking, I watched your superb performance, presumably this is a family heirloom, right?"

Fang Yan said casually.

"Sort of!"

Father Zhang nodded and spoke.

It turned out that this flame came from the stove in Zhang's father's house, and after Zhang's father's father got up one day, he found that there was this kind of flame in his own stove.

At first, Mr. Zhang didn't care, thinking that he could just cook.

But the rice was cooked, and the flame had not been extinguished.

That's not going to work!

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