The milky white clouds and mist are dense in the gap between the mountains, becoming more and more misty. The milky white, the hazy black of the shadows between the cliffs, the mountain wind that whistles from time to time, the vague

It seems that you can still hear the crisp impact sound of tinkling objects colliding with each other. It's so weird. Just looking down from the mountain is enough to scare people.

When the cool summer breeze blows on your face, especially in the mountains, you can feel its coolness even more.

Yi Xiaorou frowned tightly. Even the cool summer wind could not stop the large beads of sweat dripping from her forehead. Her hands that were already bloody were still clasped tightly against the mountain wall.

Raised rocks.

Her breathing was heavy and unsteady. Whenever she set a target, she would immediately clasp her hand, and when the other hand had grasped a position, she had to quickly stabilize her body.

Because, under her body is the bottom of the bottomless cliff, and on her body, two iron chains hang straight down from the shoulder blades on both sides. The end of the iron chain is a large iron stone half a person's height. If

If you don't stabilize yourself, if you're not careful, you won't be able to live well, not to mention being shattered to pieces.

Naturally, this is what a certain Demon Lord calls training. However, such a training method is really not easy, because at the bottom of this cliff, it does not mean that someone will catch you or her below if you fall. This is also the case.

Lan Mufeng's decision was made to prevent Yi Xiaorou from slacking off. However, in Yi Xiaorou's view, it was just a waste of worry. If she really wanted to slack off, she would not be able to live to this day.

It had been three days of training here, but she had never rested. She was careful even to blink her eyes. In three days, she had only climbed less than a third of the cliff, and the words of that evil man were still vaguely echoing in her ears.

The words that always make people feel frivolous are: "I thought that the previous training can be completed in only three or four days, but I overestimated you, and it actually took eight days. Although the remaining time is short, it is

You make it yourself. I said half a month is half a month, and it cannot be changed easily. If you can complete this training in seven days, then the training can continue. If you cannot complete it, well, it means that I intend to cooperate with you and want you to come.

Since I have no chance, I would like to say my best wishes to you first, and I hope you will not disappoint me."

Thinking of these words, Yi Xiaorou felt a little uncomfortable. Even though she longed for rest, she could not let herself slack off.

If you can't overcome even this small difficulty, then you deserve to be bullied and manipulated by others. Yi Xiaorou, I will never allow you to admit defeat. Even if you die here, I will never allow you to give in early!

The foot climbed up along with the hand and found another foothold, and the other foot also rested on another raised piece of mud. He only focused on looking up. As soon as his foot placed the stone, he stopped paying attention.

, naturally did not notice that spider silk-like cracks appeared on the edge of the mud and stone since she put her feet on it, and they spread downwards at a rapid speed.

When there was a scraping sound and her foot was obviously empty, she was startled, but she did not look down. She loosened her hands slightly and then clung to the mud and rocks on both sides.

She felt like a mirror in her mind. If she looked down this time, she would definitely die. The only thing she could do now was to quickly find a suitable foothold, otherwise she would be led directly off the cliff by the black iron stone under the iron chain.

Down there, even the dead bodies are not intact.

However, the gravity of the black iron stone falling under the iron chain cannot be ignored. No matter how hard Yi Xiaorou tried to stabilize her body, her fingers that were clasping the cliff wall penetrated inch by inch, and there was a scrape, and finally...

When the body with the iron chain quickly fell into the air, the crazy wind swept away the black hair at one end, and the only thing left was the whistling of the wind in her ears. In fact, even she could not deny that she felt fear and unwillingness in her heart.

, unwilling to die so quietly, but no matter how unwilling he was, he gradually dissipated under the extreme exhaustion of not closing his eyes for three consecutive days, and the always cold amber eyes also reflected a few rays of fatigue.

He thought, and then slowly closed it, and the hand he had been holding tightly gradually relaxed.

No matter what, even if your fate is like this and it has reached this point, no matter how hard you struggle, isn't it... meaningless...

………

So, back to the other side, the pitch-black cliff went up and up, and up again, until it reached the top.

The top of the high cliff is flat land, but wisps of green smoke are rising from the flat land... Of course, this can't be the kind of green smoke that rises from ancestral graves, but, to put it bluntly, it is like cooking smoke.

In fact, someone is burning something.

At the beginning of the green smoke, there was a ball of flame that was galloping like a fierce horse. There were two wooden sticks on both sides of it, and a chicken that was roasted by the fire until it was sizzling and leaking oil was skewered in the middle.

Beside the flame, a broad, long, and jade-like palm was facing the flame. Balls of fire emerged one after another, and were thrown into the fire where the chicken was roasting. Once it joined, the fire started to grow again.

There was a sizzling sound, and the fire became more intense...

Nalan Mufeng was just sitting cross-legged on a futon made of silver silk that was said to be rare for a thousand dollars. He had a gentle and leisurely look on his face and was roasting chicken...

The left palm continued to add spiritual fire to the fire, but as time passed, one could faintly smell a very unfamiliar, legendary burning smell...

Nalan Mufeng's long eyebrows were twisted into knots. He opened his palms and stared silently. With a wave of his hand, the roasted chicken with a slightly burnt smell and the fire disappeared in an instant.

For him, any flaw is considered ruined. Even so, it is useless to keep it, just like Yi Xiaorou's training is over, but he still wants her to do the kind of thing that he used to punish her in the devil world.

Chen Zhi's training with her in the demon's method, which he disliked, was actually just a whim to tease her. Her persistence represented the longevity of the game.

A smile suddenly appeared on Nalan Mufeng's tightly pursed lips. He stood up and put the futon into his pocket.

(Portable space is a space that every spiritual cultivator will have to store things at will. There is also a saying called meson space, which is something that is not embodied but can be truly stored. The portable space will change with the cultivation process.

The spiritual person’s own cultivation level increases with the improvement, which is very convenient)
Chapter completed!