The Dou Technique's Training Difficulty Far Exceeded Expectations (Please Recommend, Please Bookmark!)

Ling Xi had long since been knocked senseless. With his ears ringing, how could he possibly hear what his teacher was saying?

It took him quite a while to recover from the sharp pain and daze caused by crashing into the wall.

"You probably haven't trained in any Dou Techniques before, so your control over your own Dou Qi isn't yet proficient."

Ling You had almost immediately seen Ling Xi's problem.

And the truth was exactly as he had said.

After taking the Ninth-grade Mysterious Pill, the Mysterious Origin Saint Sculpting Pill, Ling Xi was still a One-star Dou Practitioner.

However, the purity and abundance of Dou Qi within his body were far beyond what they had been before he took the pill.

This had caused Ling Xi's control over his own Dou Qi to fall into a state of imbalance.

"Teacher, at least tell me how this Dou Technique is supposed to be trained."

"This is my first time training a Dou Technique, and it's even a Mysterious Tier Mid-grade Dou Technique. I don't have any experience!"

Ling Xi wore a miserable expression. During his first attempt at training a Dou Technique, he discovered that its difficulty far exceeded his imagination.

Moreover, among all Dou Techniques, movement-type techniques were inherently the most difficult.

"Pathetic!"

Ling You rolled his eyes.

"This Dou Technique was created by a senior who observed the paths of volcanic eruptions, flowing lava, and scattering sparks."

"So when it is used, the Dou Qi beneath your feet turns into a stream of flowing fire that skims the ground."

"When training it, remember these eight words: move like flowing fire, remain still like a dying candle."

Ling Xi nodded as though he understood, a thoughtful look appearing on his face.

"I understand!"

A moment later, Ling Xi rose to his feet and slapped his palm sharply.

Under Ling You's somewhat surprised gaze, he once again used the Flowing Fire Afterimage Steps.

Boom!

Bang!

As expected, two more dull thuds rang out.

The first was the sound of fire-attribute Dou Qi exploding beneath Ling Xi's feet, while the second was the sound of Ling Xi crashing into the Cultivation Room wall again.

The facts proved that Ling Xi still did not understand, and that training a Movement Dou Technique truly was not easy.

This time, however, Ling You said nothing. He merely watched coldly as Ling Xi repeatedly practiced the Flowing Fire Afterimage Steps, only to repeatedly slam into the wall.

Time passed quickly amid this training.

Ling Xi had no idea how many times he had crashed into the wall. At that moment, every part of his body was wracked with pain.

But he was not an ordinary child barely over ten years old. As a transmigrator, he naturally possessed a ruthless streak, and he gritted his teeth and endured it.

"That's enough. Training ends here for today."

Ling You's voice came from the side, finally making the bruised and swollen Ling Xi stop.

Seeing Ling Xi in this state, Ling You nodded inwardly.

On the path of cultivation, the importance of talent went without saying.

But this sort of tenacious temperament was often even more important.

Talent determined one's upper limit, while personal effort could determine one's lower limit.

Ling You was becoming increasingly satisfied with this disciple of his.

"Teacher."

Ling Xi covered his face, his voice still somewhat muffled.

"A great deal of congealed blood has already accumulated in your body from these injuries. If it isn't cleared away quickly, it will cause some damage to your body."

Ling You lightly patted Ling Xi's shoulder, then took him back to his room.

"Alchemy, alchemy—an Alchemist can not only refine pills, but also prepare all kinds of medicinal liquids that aid cultivation."

Back in his room, Ling You turned his hand over, and an earthy yellow flame immediately appeared in his palm.

"Teacher, your flame... it looks much stronger than my Crimson Sun Fire."

Although Ling Xi was seriously injured, he still forced himself to stay alert and asked.

"Your flame comes from the beast fire of the Seventh-tier Magical Beast, the Crimson Sun Luan Bird. My flame naturally comes from the beast fire of the magical beast that accompanied the Heavenly Flames at their birth."

"Though both are Seventh-tier Beast Fires, they cannot be mentioned in the same breath."

Ling You looked at the flame in his palm with a complicated expression, but still patiently explained it to Ling Xi.

"Heavenly Flames?"

Ling Xi's heart jolted, but a puzzled expression appeared on his face.

"So-called Heavenly Flames are flames born of heaven and earth, hailed as the sovereigns of all flames."

"The power of a Heavenly Flame far surpasses that of ordinary Dou Qi flames and Beast Flames. They are also exceedingly rare in this world, making them priceless treasures that fire-element Dou Zhes and Alchemists can scarcely hope to find."

At this point, Ling You let out a faint sigh.

"Back then, I was fortunate enough to discover traces of a Heavenly Flame... but unfortunately..."

Ling You shook his head, clearly unwilling to say more about the matter.

Ling Xi glanced at Ling You in some surprise.

As a transmigrator, he naturally knew how precious Heavenly Flames were, but he had not expected that his teacher had once come into contact with one as well.

After all, most of the twenty-two Heavenly Flames on the Heavenly Flame Ranking already had owners!

"Heavenly Flames are still far too distant for you. Next, watch carefully how I control flames."

With a wave of Ling You's hand, dozens of medicinal ingredients of varying shapes immediately floated out from his Nakai Ring.

Along with the medicinal ingredients floated out a metal barrel large enough to hold a person. It was currently filled to the brim with water.

"Watch closely!"

Ling You shouted softly at Ling Xi. Then, under his control, the flame in his palm suddenly split into dozens of separate flames.

The dozens of flames immediately enveloped all the medicinal ingredients floating in the air.

This ability to refine medicinal ingredients without relying on a cauldron was truly the first time Ling Xi had ever seen such a thing.

Ling Xi stared wide-eyed.

Under the refinement of the flames, the dozens of medicinal ingredients either melted into medicinal liquid or turned into powder.

Under the control of Ling You's Soul Power, the medicinal liquids and powders were thoroughly mixed together, eventually forming a pool of dark green, viscous fluid.

"First, use your Beast Flame to bring this barrel of water to a boil."

With a beckoning gesture from Ling You, all of the medicinal liquid fell into a jade bottle in his hand.

The bearing of a master Alchemist was fully displayed.

"Yes, Teacher."

Imitating Ling You, Ling Xi raised his hand and summoned his Crimson Sun Fire.

"Your flame is a seventh-rank Beast Flame, after all. If you fully unleashed it, this barrel would turn into molten iron in an instant."

Ling You spoke up to remind him.

"Use your Soul Power to control the temperature of your flame as much as possible, and make it boil this barrel of water."

Ling Xi pursed his lips. Soul Power flowed from between his brows, gradually lowering the temperature of the Crimson Sun Fire in his hand.

"Hm?"

Although Ling Xi's method of controlling Soul Power was somewhat immature and cautious, he had indeed managed to regulate the flame's temperature to an appropriate level.

For a beginner, controlling the temperature of a flame was by no means easy.

Even for Alchemists, the most difficult part of refining medicine was controlling the temperature during the process.

Yet the talent for flame control Ling Xi displayed at this moment far exceeded Ling You's expectations.

Ling Xi also sensed that the flame's temperature was about right. He then cautiously brought the flame in his hand close to the metal barrel.

Under Ling Xi's expectant gaze, the water inside the metal barrel began to boil after only a moment.