"Calm your breath and concentrate on it, and then practice!"

"Hold the flames away, Lian!"

"How many times have you said it, refinement purity, refinement, what kind of garbage are you refining, refine it again!"

In the Demon Beast Mountain Range, an ethereal magnetic voice continued to echo.

And Nalan Yanran, who had been tortured by this voice for three days and three nights, was extremely weak at the moment, and heavy dark circles hung on her eye sockets.

The whole person looked extremely emaciated, as if he had just been released from prison.

"Teacher Makoto...... You can kill me with one sword, it's too harsh, isn't it!!! ”

It's only been three days since the devil's special training, and she's already reached her limit.

Lin Cheng's training plan is very simple and very perverted.

Control the flames for three hours a day, and cultivate the fighting spirit for three hours.

Another four hours of frenzied alchemy.

There were only two hours left for her to eat, sleep, and rest.

Moreover, Lin Cheng's training is not just as simple as a large amount.

When controlling the flames, Nalan Yanran had to face the attacks of dozens of water-based demonic beasts.

While dealing with the attack of demonic beasts, he practiced his body fighting skills while manipulating the flames.

Lin Cheng's request to her was-

Within three hours, you can't be touched by this group of Dou Master-level water-based demonic beasts, and you are not allowed to hurt a single hair of these demonic beasts.

At the same time, she must also accurately control the temperature of the cold fire of the bone spirit in her hand, not a little, not a little less!

Such a devil's request, even if it is a strong fighting spirit, few people can do it.

Nalan Yanran, who has the strength of the Great Dou Division, is naturally bitter.

However, this is just the beginning.

After the flame cultivation is over, it is the cultivation of Dou Qi.

The high-level "Incineration Decision" is still relatively low-level in its means of attracting and condensing vindictive energy.

Therefore, the cultivation speed is not very fast.

Lin Cheng wasn't worried about Nalan Yanran's cultivation speed, but he had extremely strict requirements for the quality of her fighting spirit!

Ten wisps of ordinary fighting qi were tempered into a wisp of incomparably refined fighting qi.

Ten wisps of incomparably refined Dou Qi continued to condense and compress, polishing into an incomparably pure Dou Qi whirlwind.

Countless Douzhi cyclones have to run until they can no longer operate, refining until the impurities are completely eliminated.

It can be regarded as a point of strength for Nalan Yanran.

After these cultivations, it's not over yet.

Finally, it's the highlight of pressing the bottom of the box.

Alchemy training.

Countless high-grade medicinal materials were thrown into Nalan Yanran's alchemy furnace as if they didn't want money.

They may have been mismanipulated by the temperature of the flame and turned into a puddle of ashes.

Or because of the wrong amount of medicinal materials, it turned into a furnace of medicine residue.

Even when the wind becomes stronger, the humidity is adjusted, birds, beasts, fish and insects make trouble, and the fighting energy overflows...... may become the reason for the failure of the pill all the way.

After all, no novice alchemist could come up and refine three or four grades of pills.

Even Xiao Yan, who had double the soul talent, could only practice with inferior pills at the beginning.

The failures again and again made Nalan Yanran disheartened.

But looking at Lin Cheng's stern gaze and glittering eyes.

She lifted her mood again and again and blew up the oven again.

Infinite cycles, infinite repetitions.

In just three days, she had already refined dozens of catties of precious medicinal materials.

If it is seen by the king of the outside world, or even the strong man of the emperor.

They will definitely be stunned, squirting a mouthful of blood, and shouting about the destruction of the heavens!

"Go on! Go on! Go on! ”

Lin Cheng was like a cold-blooded machine without emotion, constantly repeating the words of reprimand.

Mercy is not in charge of the army, and the mother is defeated.

If you want to teach the strong people who are at the top of the world.

The first thing is to cultivate the mentality of being the best in the world.

This special training is to let Nalan Yanran hone a heart that is indomitable and tempered.

As long as she passes this hurdle, her future road to becoming a strong man will be much easier.

"But...... Master, you train her and train her, what is it to torture me! This lion is also the overlord of the Demon Beast Mountain Range, the strong man of the Douhuang, I don't want to lose face!! ”

The Amethyst Winged Lion King drooped his head and trembled as he handed over a large pile of medicinal herbs.

Those who suffered with Nalan Yanran also had poor it.

Its main duty is to protect Nalan Yanran's safety and help her.

The bone spirit is out of control, and it is responsible for extinguishing the fire and cleaning up the aftermath.

The Dou Qi cultivation is irritable, and it wants to act as a humanoid pillow.

There is no time to move medicinal materials for refining medicine, it has to be used as a coolie.

In short, all chores are the business of this Douhuang powerhouse.

"Huh? Do you have a problem with my arrangement? ”

Lin Cheng frowned and glanced at the Amethyst Winged Lion King who was talking to himself.

"The master arranges well, this exquisite and reasonable training structure, the whole world can not find a second person can do it, only the wise and martial arts such as the master, can conceive such a clever plan, I am sighing at the wisdom of the master, ah, to be able to do things for the master, is the glory of the little lion's life!"

The Amethyst Winged Lion King's face changed, and he changed his words.

Lin Cheng smiled slightly, feeling very comfortable in his heart.

This Amethyst Winged Lion King has a bit of the style of a blue star sycophant.

Yes, the children can be taught.

Of course, this is just a small episode.

Most of the time, Lin Cheng was in the role of an iron-blooded instructor, and the Amethyst Winged Lion King didn't have time to complain at all.

The days passed like this.

……

A month later.

"The flame increases by one point, and it is deflected to the left by three inches and six centimeters!"

Crash!

Nalan Yanran's eyes flickered, and the cold fire of the bone spirit was instantly released, and a flash of flame shot out to the left.

The power is not too big or small, and it is exactly increased by one point.

The angle is unbiased, exactly three inches and six centimeters to the left.

With such a precise control power, even the strong people of Dou Ling have to sigh with emotion when they see it, and they are ashamed of themselves.

"That's right, the next actual battle, the third-level peak demonic beast, the giant scythe mantis!"

Lin Cheng nodded slightly, quite satisfied with Nalan Yanran's flame control power.

However, this breakthrough in technique alone is not enough.

The only way to test a fighter's strength is to fight!

After a month of cultivation, Nalan Yanran's strength was successfully improved to a four-star peak Dou Master.

With the power of the four-star peak, fight the third-level demonic beast!

Or the elite race among Warcraft - the giant scythe mantis.

No matter who looks, they don't believe that poor girl can win.

However, Nalan Yanran's eyes flashed with incomparably confident light.

"Wait and see, Mr. Makoto, I'll unscrew its claws off in a moment and make you some wine!"

Before the words fell, Nalan Yanran's figure disappeared in an instant like a blast of wind.

Xuan-level advanced fighting skills, Wind Shadow Step!

The shadow of the wind flickered, and it was coming.

The giant scythe mantis's pupils shrank sharply, and it couldn't see Nalan Yanran's movements at all.

In the next second, it was covered by a terrifying aura.

"The bone spirit is cold and fired, turning into a gun, and a thousand jun is broken!"

The flame in Nalan Yanran's hand was like a dexterous little snake, wrapped around the pink lotus root's arm, but in the blink of an eye, it turned into a silver dragon spear, pointing directly at the giant pincer mantis.

The gun arrived, the fire splashed everywhere, and the dark white light was magnificent.