Hearing the man's words, the anger in Fox Meir's heart seemed to have found a vent, and she smashed the spiritual energy hard at him like venting her anger.
"Why! Why do I have to bear all this!"
"After so many years, not only does it have to make any progress in cultivation, but also rely on continuous consciousness and spiritual consciousness to maintain the current state! Why is the way of heaven so unfair!"
...
The fox Mei'er screamed, sad and painful, like a crazy person.
The man let the aura hit him, and there was no intention of fighting back.
After more than ten minutes, Fox Meier was almost venting, and threw herself into the man's arms and cried bitterly: "Brother Yang, why, why do you want me to bear all this? When will such a day end?"
Yang Qingtian just hugged Fox Meier, his eyes full of pain, and he murmured: "It's all my fault, it would be great if I didn't tell you this technique."
"In this way we won't be separated, and you won't be in such pain."
Yang Qingtian's voice was full of self-blame. He gave this technique to her when he saw that Hu Mei'er's cultivation could not be improved.
But as Fox Meir continues to absorb spiritual energy, her cultivation is constantly improving.
But his cultivation speed could not meet the spiritual energy needed for Fox Meier to be promoted. This also led to Fox Meier's use of martial arts on him, not only would he absorb his spiritual energy, but his life.
Because of this technique, only by absorbing the spiritual energy of people of a similar level will not endanger life.
Once the two have a very different cultivation level, their lives will be sucked.
In order not to hurt him, Fox Meier began to linger among all kinds of men in order to improve her cultivation.
Later, after a long time of twists and turns, they joined the Xuandao Sect. In order for Fox Meier to improve their cultivation, the two of them remained in opposition all the time in front of others.
Forty or fifty years have passed, and whenever Yang Qingtian sees Fox Meier’s appearance, he will regret it.
"Mei'er, hold on for a while." Yang Qingtian stroked her smooth and jade-like face with distress: "As long as Master Xuan's plan is completed, he will help you break through the innate Great Perfection."
"As long as you break through your cultivation level and reach the innate perfect state, you no longer have to suck spiritual energy to practice, and you don't have to worry about the state falling."
"At that time, we will wander around the mysterious world and we will no longer have to be sad about such things."
Hearing him say this, Fox Meier raised her head and stared at him with tears in her eyes, with a light of hope flashing in her eyes: "Brother Yang, can Master Xuan really help me?"
"It must be possible." Yang Qingtian's voice was full of determination.
Chen Feng, who was hiding under Zhang Hai's corpse, was shocked to listen to their conversation.
Unexpectedly, Master Xuan’s methods were so powerful. The Xuanyi Sect had a spy he had, and the Xuandao Sect actually had one.
In order to unify the Xuan Realm, Xuan Lord really spent a lot of effort.
I think the Xuanyi Sect and Xuandao Sect were determined to start a war before, but they were inseparable from the people he arranged to fuel the fire.
The two hugged each other and said in a lingering manner, Chen Feng just listened.
After a long time, Hu Meier let go of Yang Qingtian: "Brother Yang, I'm really tired."
She looked out the window and looked at the girl of eighteen or nineteen years old, but she felt a sense of fatigue on her body, like an old man who was about to die: "If I don't succeed this time, I won't want to live anymore."
"No, Mei'er, don't worry." Yang Qingtian held him in his arms: "We will definitely succeed."