When the alien fire swam along the tendons, the pain of being tempered invaded again, so that Feng Jiao had to sit in the formation, telling herself over and over again that compared to the suffering of the tempering of the hundred heavenly thunders, her current move to fuse the alien fire was just a piece of cake, and it was not a flame mountain that could not be passed at all.

Seeing that beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on the forehead of his little cook, frowning tightly again and again because of the extreme pain, but he didn't say a word because he was afraid of seeing his worries, and gritted his teeth, Ling Yuan's heart couldn't help but pinch up.

Qian Mo and Chen Xuan were both staring at Feng Jiao tightly, only Yun Shen was alone, and found that in the eyes of their master looking at Feng Jiao, in addition to the strong concern, there was actually a hidden deep, almost undetectable worry.

Yun Shen frowned slightly, thought about it, and asked, "Master, didn't you agree with Long Zu's opinion before, and think that it is better to go with the flow of Miss Feng Jiao's advancement?" ”

Ling Yuan glanced at the keen Yun Shen with some surprise, and there was a bit of a wry smile in his voice: "Yes." Of course, it was best to go with the flow, but I'm afraid that it won't be too late......"

If it were possible, he wouldn't want to do everything he could to keep her safe and smooth for the rest of her life, so that she would always be just a happy little cook.

However, the terrible changes do not know when they will come, and the bloody rain and bloody wind do not know when, they will be ruthlessly swept away, and all the beauty of the world will destroy the spiritual realm that he and Lao Xue have worked so hard to build, and there is nothing left.

Shortly after Feng Jiao had just undergone the tempering of the Heavenly Thunder and advanced to become an Immortal King, he dreamed again, the illusion he had seen with her in the mirage of Summer Moon Island before.

The strange-looking seven-hole stove beside her, as well as the seven-colored fires around her, actually became clearer in his dream.

Just one day before the Dragon Boat Festival, when he entered her farm space, he happened to see the seven-star Haoyue stove that the system rewarded her!

This discovery made Ling Yuan suddenly realize that what he saw in the mirage might not be some illusion, but something that might happen in the future!

This terrifying thought made Ling Yuan immediately draw inferences from each other, since the illusion he saw might be something that would happen in the future, then the thing that his little cook lady saw about the alien demon attacking the spirit realm was also likely, it would happen someday in the future.

The floating ruin island that has sunk to the bottom of the sea, as well as the appearance of the immortal totem, as well as the evil arts and thorn poisons that Huang Su Daxian knows about that should not belong to the spirit realm in the first place......

All of this filled Ling Yuan's heart with a faint sense of unease, and he had to make up his mind to help his little cook and let her grow up as soon as possible.

Even if chaos does happen in the future, he hopes that she can protect herself in the chaos.

Ling Yuan thought to himself, letting Feng Jiao fuse three different fires successively during this period of time, he would definitely be able to make his little chef Niang advance to become an immortal king.

In this way, whether she encounters Jiang Nanlei's femme fatale or the alien demon that Feng Jiao saw in the illusion, her chances of self-preservation will be much greater than now.