The Lin family, now one of the two major families in Horn City, is also the only wealthy family that can compare with the Zhou family.

But compared with the long history of the Zhou family, the Lin family has only gradually prospered in the past two thousand years, until it has reached today's height.

I don't know if it's a boom and a bustle, the Lin family's family has not been prosperous in the past two hundred years, and almost all of them are in the same vein. Especially in this generation, first the only eldest son ran away from the wilderness, and then the head of the family died violently.

At this time, the Lin family had to be borne by a weak woman, that is, Lin Fanghua!

"It's moving! It's finally moving! Haha! I can do it, I can do it!"

Early in the morning, in the Lin family's mansion, which occupies the entire street, in a small courtyard with a single door, there was a burst of excited laughter.

"Isn't it just moving, huh. ”

The man of the Lin family who had not yet gotten up looked at the quilt raised below, and his face was relieved.

"It's a pity, it's useless. ”

But then there was another sigh. That kid can only move, but the eldest lady's guest in the scene, what's the use of having a lot of money, it's not just a dry eye.

"It works!"

In the small courtyard room, Wang Ming sat on the bed, looking at the slightly swaying flame in the oil lamp, still full of excitement.

This oil lamp was the one he had exchanged for 2,000 herbs from the treasure house of the Treasure Chamber. The level 4 identification technique can't be identified, I don't know what the origin is, and Dacheng's fire control technique can't drive this bean flame.

After forming an alliance with Lin Fanghua, Wang Ming moved into the Lin family. Daily life is served, three meals a day are fixed at a fixed time, and there is no need to ask anything.

Although the days were comfortable, Wang Ming did not slack off at all, and he still practiced hard every day. In between cultivation, he took out this oil lamp and tried to control the flames in it.

Calculating the time, it has been half a month since he moved into the Lin family, and in the early morning of this day, he finally let the lights move.

This shows that after half a month of hard work, the lights have begun to give in. As long as he showed signs of giving in, he was not far from being fully controlled, how could Wang Ming not be excited.

"Go on!"

If it is usual, after breakfast, take a bath and quench the body fluids, and then it will be a day of cultivation. But it is not easy to succumb to the light, and at this time you must not relax, you must submit it in one go!

According to the fire control formula, the flame has a spirit, and only by subduing it can it be truly controlled. Be in the first place before the flames succumb, but once succumbed, success is not far away, and it is best to do it in one go.

This is the same as boiling a hawk and taming a horse, and you can't give him a chance to breathe!

"Give it to me!"

Unconsciously, a day passed, and throughout the day, Wang Ming was facing the oil lamp, constantly taming the lamp. In the middle of the night, Wang Ming suddenly burst out.

"What's that......"

Wang Ming didn't eat for a day, and his subordinates came to deliver the food again. Suddenly saw through the window, the lights inside were swaying, revealing a weirdness, and I couldn't help but tremble with fright. Where did he dare to deliver food, turned around and escaped from Wang Ming's courtyard.

"It's done!"

At this time, Wang Ming sat cross-legged on the bed, looking at the lights wandering between his fingers, his face full of excitement.

It took half a month, and he finally completely tamed this light.

"What the hell are you from......

At the same time, Wang Ming couldn't help but wonder. Such an unruly flame, and it has not been extinguished for hundreds of thousands of years, is definitely not ordinary.

Disheveled!

Thinking of this, Wang Ming's mind moved, and a large flame the size of a basketball appeared in his palm.

Cultivating the fire control technique, although it can control the flames, there are also limitations. Fire and water are ruthless, but if the number is too small, it is useless. The best way is to store a ball of origin flame in the body, constantly feed and strengthen, and use power to make up for the lack of quantity.

With Wang Ming's current level, he could only store so many flames in his body. And it's not a terrible flame, it's just a fire from the kitchen stove.

"Try it. ”

With a torch the size of a basketball in his left hand and a bean-sized lamp in his right hand, Wang Ming's heart moved, and the two flames slowly approached.

Bang!

When the two flames finally touched, there was a muffled sound in an instant, and the light was like a monster, swallowing the fire in one gulp.

Yes, it's the bean-sized light that swallows up the basketball-sized fire.

"Extraordinary!"

Seeing this scene, Wang Ming was surprised and delighted.

"Isn't it a little longer......

At the same time, Wang Ming observed carefully, and the bean fire seemed to be a little stronger than before.

There are two ways to control fire, one is to control the flame, and the other is to feed the flame.

The method used by Wang Ming just now was to devour and feed. As for who devours whom, it depends on which flame is stronger.

Obviously, although the light is small, it is overwhelmingly powerful. After devouring other flames and gaining extra energy, growth is normal.

But it's a little bit unusual. However, this also shows that the quality of the lamp is indeed high, so that the energy of the fire is not enough for it to plug the gap between its teeth.

"Flames!"

Thinking of this, Wang Ming's eyes suddenly widened, and then he got up and went straight to the Lin family's kitchen. One regiment is not enough, then ten regiments, one hundred regiments!

He still doesn't believe it, the kitchen that can satisfy the thousands of people of the Lin family can't feed this bean-sized lamp!

In order to feed the lights, Wang Ming lit the stove and kept adding firewood. Looking at the slowly growing lights that devoured the flames, there was a burst of excited laughter.

"Who...... Who's in there!"

I just pity the person who delivered the meal, first saw the ghost fire outside Wang Ming's window, and was frightened and bumped around, and then he calmed down a little, and prepared to send the meal that had already been cold back to the kitchen.

But before he could enter the door, he saw a fire flickering in the kitchen, and in the dark corner where the flame could not shine, there was a strange laugh from time to time.

"Haunted!"

The subordinate screamed, and the lunch box fell directly to the ground, shouting and running away.

"What sound?"

Hearing the noise outside, Wang Ming frowned. But I didn't see anyone, so I didn't care, and continued to feed the lights, and then let out a 'quack' and 'hehe' laughter......

"Haunted? Where did the ghost come from, ignorance. ”

Early the next morning, Wang Ming, who had only slept for less than an hour, got up and heard the discussion of the Lin family, and couldn't help pouting, what age was it. But after thinking about it, there are monsters and demon gods in this world, maybe there are really ghosts.

Wang Ming doesn't care about whether it's haunted or not, what he cares about is why breakfast hasn't been delivered today. As the culprit who ran out of firewood in the middle of the night and caught the kitchen off guard, it was really unkind to think so.

But last night, the hard work was not in vain. It has devoured so many fires, and the lamp that was originally the size of a soybean grain is now the size of a grape.

"It's a treasure. ”

Wang Ming took out the oil lamp again, and the light on it was still the size of a soybean. Driven by the fire trick, this becomes the size of grapes.

Wang Ming only realized at this time that this oil lamp was not an offering flame, but a storage flame!

But how much of its capacity is, Wang Ming is not clear.

"Let's get started. ”

Breakfast hadn't been delivered yet, and Wang Ming wasn't hungry anyway, so he simply took a medicinal bath first and started a day's cultivation.

Yesterday, in order to tame the lights, I didn't practice for a day, but today I have to be more diligent.