Jun Mei'er saw that the Yuan Infant in her hand was shriveled up little by little, and finally dissipated, her brows furrowed slightly, the more her cultivation improved, the slower her cultivation speed, of course she knew that this was a normal thing.
She didn't want to reach the cultivation stage as soon as possible and then soar to the previous one, but she was also tired of such a sneaky lifestyle.
For more than thirty years, since she got this bit of immortal power, she has never returned to her family, and she has hidden in the Xuanhuang Continent, and now, she is tired of it, tired of living in such a bright and honest life.
She has been to every place in the Xuanhuang Continent, the Demon Beast Forest, the Xiannong Cave Mansion, the Boundless Sea, and the Barren Land, she has also tried to meditate and cultivate like a normal monk in the Xiannong Cave Mansion, but she is used to obtaining spiritual power from the monk's body and food with aura, so it is unbearable to meditate and cultivate so slowly.
It's been more than thirty years, she is cautious, but there are still rumors, and when it comes to her current cultivation, the monks and demon beasts of the Xuanhuang Continent can no longer satisfy her.
Do you want to go on a killing spree, she popped out a fire bomb, burned the corpse in front of her, and shook her head, she couldn't kill all the high-level monks of the Xuanhuang Continent.
Now that she has entered the stage of transforming into a god, she is the early stage of cultivating immortal power, and her strength is more than one level higher than that of this class of cultivators.
It's time, it's time to enter the Lingwu Continent.
That familiar face came to mind again, and Madame Jun gritted her teeth, she would see her again.
The first batch of monks left, not only from the Wuji Sect, but also from all the sects in the Lingwu Continent, and Mu Hibiscus slowly got up from his chair and left the cave.
No one knew that there was still spiritual power stirring in his body, and no one knew that these spiritual powers were circulating and growing wildly at a speed that others could not detect, and no one knew that he could completely control these spiritual powers.
No, there is still one person who knows, and it is because of her that he was able to get rid of the identity of the furnace and become a real monk.
She was the only one who knew about his plans, though he hadn't told her completely.
What a clever and peculiar female cultivator, he used to just think she was kind, but now it seems that the word kindness is relative, and any purely kind monk will not approve of his approach, she obviously guessed it, but she did not object, and even had a little cooperation.
That's because she and he have both experienced betrayal, experienced loneliness, and are unwilling to be used, in a sense, he is the same kind of person as her.
But it's still different, in the face of Zhang Xiaohan, he always has a trace of unrealness, as if she doesn't exist, she is just a passerby in his life, and he doesn't know when she will disappear.
He couldn't help but shake his head, feeling ridiculous at his feelings, how could she not exist He urged the treasure ship under his feet, the entire Wuji Sect, he was the only one who could take the treasure ship in the Wuji Sect, who made him a person who couldn't use spiritual power He had a lazy smile on his face, and soon, I believe that soon, he would be able to show his strength openly.
He landed outside the cave mansion of Mu Qing, and his expression became a little gloomy, he didn't want to see his father.
For thirty years, every time he thought of his father, his heart hurt, he thought that with the passage of time, this pain would be forgotten, but no, not only did not forget it, but it was still gnawing at his heart from time to time.
That was his father, the father he believed in the most and relied on the most, when he was humiliated by all the people in this world, he believed that he would save him one day, but it was not him who saved him in the end, and the truth was always the most terrible.
But he still has to face him after all, and the debt he owes should be repaid.
In a quiet room in Wu Xingyun's cave mansion, Yun Feng sat peacefully and cultivated, thirty years of cultivation and a large number of elixirs made her cultivation finally rise to the Yuan Infant Stage.
The cultivation of the Yuan Infant Stage used to make her so envious and expectant, but now she only felt that it was very mocking, compared to Zhang Xiaohan, her cultivation speed was simply not worth mentioning.
She clearly knew that her cultivation speed was already very fast, she advanced to Yuanying before she was fifty years old, and reached the peak of the early Yuanying stage before she was sixty years old, such a speed was a genius's speed in both the Xuanhuang Continent and the Lingwu Continent, but she was not satisfied.
She should be the best among the monks, she should have a place among the monks in the Lingwu Continent, she should be able to hold her head high and be praised and favored by other monks, instead of shrinking in Wu Xingyun's cave mansion and bowing down as his concubine.
Concubine, every time she thinks that this word will accompany her for the rest of her life, her heart is indescribably sad, she hates the person who forced her to become a concubine, and she hates the person who will not save her when she sees death.
That person is obviously the physique of the furnace ding, and he is obviously the best furnace ding that is more suitable than her, how can those high-level monks in the Lingwu Continent still tolerate her safely, she can't wait for that person to become someone else's furnace ding, and she can't wait to see her down-and-out appearance with her own eyes, desperate eyes.
She knew that it was impossible, Wu Xingyun mentioned that person in front of her more than once, that person was proposed by several sects, either the son of the sect master, or the future sect master, and even a great monk like Xi Mujiao was willing to become a double cultivation partner with her.
But she was still unwilling, and she was shirking, they were all the same people, why was the gap in status so big The only thing that comforted her heart was that after thirty years of retreat, that person's cultivation had not improved at all, perhaps, this was the retribution that God had given her, she had received too much before, and she would not always have smooth sailing.
I hope that her cultivation will stop from now on, then those sect masters, the sons of the sect masters, and the great monk Xi Mujiao will still treat her like this, maybe one day, she will also become the concubine of one of them, or even Lu Ding.
Yun Feng took a deep breath and retracted her resentment against that person, but her brows furrowed again, when she advanced to the middle stage of Yuan Ying, it would also be the moment when she lost Yuan Yin.
It was not easy for her to get Wu Xingyun to agree to her, promising not to let her cultivation fall back into the Yudan stage, but Wu Xingyun also said that if she couldn't advance to the middle stage of the Yuan Infant within twenty years, he wouldn't wait.
Her expression darkened, why should she be Wu Xingyun's concubine, if it was his, he should leave Wuji Sect now.
By mistake, at that time, if it was him who saw her for the first time, now, she would not sit here in such trepidation, she should be by his side, looking up at him, and standing at the same height as him.
A gentle smile slowly appeared on the corner of her mouth, imagining the sweet cssrendbtngt recommendation ticket and monthly pass that had never appeared, and your support was my biggest motivation.
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