I asked you to go down the mountain and get married, not to shock the world!

Mingchuan had no choice.

They come, the security.

He originally wanted to come here to practice, and now that the situation has become like this, what else can he do?

I have no choice but to bite the bullet!

Mingchuan took a deep breath and looked at the stone platform full of flames not far away.

At this moment, the elves under his feet seemed to have sensed his thoughts, holding his legs and dragging him forward.

He insisted on dragging him onto the stone platform.

Mingchuan couldn't help but smile bitterly, feeling like he was about to be roasted on the chopping board!

But since Su Hao said that, it shouldn't be too hard on him, right?

Mingchuan took a deep breath and secretly called out to Dulong in his heart.

"Fallen Dragon, are you there?"

The helpless voice of the Fallen Dragon sounded: "I'm still alive."

Mingchuan breathed a sigh of relief: "As long as I'm alive, it's fine. If I get into any danger later, you must protect me in time. If I die, you will die with me."

Dulong was speechless.

"Don't worry, you won't die. However, I suggest that you practice more and absorb more flames into your body while you rest. That way, when you return to your residence at night, you can use these flames to temper the Nine Dragon Sword."

When the Nine Dragon Sword was mentioned, Mingchuan's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Oh my god, you have such a good idea, why didn't you tell me earlier!"

Mingchuan took a deep breath and suddenly felt courageous.

He immediately set his sights on the stone platform, his eyes narrowed: "Okay, let's do it now!"

After Mingchuan finished speaking, he plucked up his courage, stepped on the flames, and walked towards the stone platform step by step.

Seeing how bold he was, Su Hao in the back nodded with satisfaction.

But Mingchuan's progress was so fast that Su Hao was a little worried. Could this kid's body hold up?

Even with the fire armor protecting him, his body could easily be destroyed by the intense flames.

Su Hao thought about it again and again in his mind, and decided to wait until Mingchuan finished his tempering, and then take him back to give him some body-refining pills to improve his physical fitness.

Thinking of this, Su Hao put his hands behind his back and said, "Zi'ang, go ahead and do it. I'll be right next to you and provide you with solid support."

Mingchuan took a deep breath, looked at the stone platform with a determined gaze and walked straight up!

The moment his feet stepped onto the stone platform, Mingchuan felt a wave of scorching air, far exceeding the previous one, suddenly rising from the soles of his feet, as if countless red-hot steel needles were drilling into his flesh along the meridians of his feet!

The intense pain caused his face to change suddenly.

He groaned and subconsciously tried to retreat, but his ankles were entangled by the flames from the dark red lines on the stone platform!

This time, these flames were no longer the docile elves from before, but carried an irresistible force, like iron chains, nailing him to the center of the stage!

Mingchuan's heart suddenly skipped a beat. He inexplicably felt as if he had been tied up and was about to be roasted to death!

He sucked in a breath of cold air, endured the pain, clenched his teeth, and watched those dark golden fire snakes crawl up along the lines on the stone platform!

Then, in his horrified eyes, a circle of fire formed at his feet, and then spread upwards along his trouser legs and the corners of his clothes.

Unlike the fire spirit's warm and soothing warmth, the flames on the stone platform were almost overbearingly aggressive. When they passed over his skin, it felt like being rubbed by sandpaper, but strangely, it did not burn the epidermis. Instead, the burning sensation penetrated his bones, as if to roast them crispy!

Mingchuan clenched his fists tightly, veins bulged, and his breathing became more rapid.

Subconsciously I want to retreat, but at the same time I have to push forward firmly!

"Damn it, why on earth did I have to come here to experience all this stuff? Isn't it good enough to enjoy the highest treatment in Qingfeng Yumen?" Mingchuan complained madly in his heart.

Du Long laughed joyfully: "Isn't this what you wanted? Hang in there, and once you get through this, the Qingcheng Yufa Sect will be yours!"

Dulong's words made Mingchuan hold on firmly.

He gritted his teeth and looked down, and saw faint golden lines appearing on his arm, faintly echoing the lines on the stone platform.

When the flames burned those lines, they seemed to come alive and slowly moved along the direction of the blood vessels. Wherever they passed, the muscles that were originally tense due to the burning pain slowly relaxed, and instead a feeling of soreness and numbness arose!

"This is..." Mingchuan was surprised when the flames on the stone platform suddenly surged several feet and wrapped him in a golden-red fire cocoon.

In an instant, countless tiny explosions rang in my ears, as if the impurities in my body were disintegrating after being burned by flames.

"what!!!"

He couldn't help but scream, feeling as if his internal organs were thrown into a furnace, hot and heavy, but there was a stronger warmth rising from his dantian, breathing in and out with the flames outside, as if undergoing some kind of strange fusion.

Several fire elves jumped up from the stage and danced in circles outside the fire cocoon, occasionally spitting out a small cluster of flames that hit the fire cocoon.

Every time it was hit, the burning sensation inside the fire cocoon would suddenly intensify, but what followed was a violent surge of spiritual power in the body!

The originally dormant spiritual power was forced by the flames to circulate wildly, flushing the blocked meridians and making a slight "buzzing" sound.

The veins on Mingchuan's forehead bulged, and the sweat evaporated into white mist as soon as it seeped out. His vision was also a little blurred due to the high temperature.

But he clenched his fists tightly, thinking of the appearance of the Nine Dragon Sword when it was tempered, and instead he felt a surge of ruthlessness.

He no longer resisted the invasion of flames, but instead tried to guide the spiritual power in his body to touch the scorching fire. Whenever the two touched, a burst of tiny sparks would burst out, and his meridians seemed to be widened a little, and he felt a clear swelling pain and comfort!

Su Hao could see clearly from below the stage that the golden lines on Mingchuan's body were becoming brighter and brighter as the flames tempered them. His originally thin figure actually exuded a sense of condensed heaviness in the firelight.

Knowing that it was the flames reshaping his bones, he nodded secretly, "This kid really lived up to everyone's expectations and is a good seedling. Otherwise, if he had acted like an idiot the moment he became famous, I would have taught him a lesson."

Su Hao chuckled and felt a lot more relaxed.

But his clenched hands remained tight, ready to strike at any time if something unexpected happened.

An unknown amount of time had passed, but when the flames on the stone platform gradually subsided and retracted into the dark red lines, Mingchuan suddenly exhaled a breath of foul air with a burnt smell!

The skin all over the body has a healthy glow!

He looked down at his palms. The spiritual power that was originally weak had become much more condensed. When he clenched his fists, he could feel a sense of power he had never felt before.

"Huh... This tempering is really intense! This is too cruel!"

Mingchuan shook his heavy head, but couldn't help but smile arrogantly.

He clearly felt that after this tempering, he was once again completely different from before!