Male supporting role is not a stepping stone

"What medicine did Master use on Qinzi just now?" Li Qinghan tried to divert his embarrassment by asking questions, "I have never heard of any beauty pill that can have such miraculous effects."

"It's not a beauty pill," Yang Yan shook his head slightly, and said, "It's a Shengsheng Zaizao Pill."

"What?" Li Qinghan jumped up in shock, "Legend has it that even if a cultivator dies, as long as it has not exceeded twelve hours, the Shengsheng Zaizao Pill can revive the cultivator, and the physique can be instantly restored to its peak period?"

No wonder not only her appearance was restored, but also the chronic illness in her body was completely gone. The toxins that tortured her to death before disappeared completely, and her body was better than before when she had cultivation.

"Obviously the rumor is wrong," Yang Yan said with some disappointment, "your meridians and Dantian have not recovered, it seems that we have to find another way."

Li Qinghan: "..."

In fact, it's not that the legend is wrong. The original effect of Shengsheng Zaizao Pill is to repair the damage to the body. If it can even repair the damaged Dantian and meridians, it would be too amazing.

Seeing the newly-minted master's expression of "this medicine is too useless", she was too embarrassed to say that it was a waste to use such a precious medicine on herself, and she always felt that he was a bit of a traitor.

Yang Yan ignored her thoughts. Seeing that her body had recovered and could withstand flying, he raised his hand and rolled up a stream of true energy, and summoned the flying sword to take her to high altitude.

The wasteland of thousands of miles is nothing to a cultivator in the God Transformation Stage. Li Qinghan spent half a year trying not to escape from the place. Now that he was led by the master, it only took a cup of tea to be left far behind.

Yang Yan did not stop, and took his apprentice all the way to a more prosperous cultivation city, and then he held her collar and descended from the cloud.

"Master, can you change your posture next time and not hold my collar?" Li Qinghan followed him and said shyly after settling down in the largest inn in the city.

She knew she shouldn't be ungrateful. It was her great fortune that the master was willing to accept a useless person like her. No matter how he treated her, she should bear it.

But being mentioned like this was not good-looking, and it was indeed uncomfortable. After hesitating for a long time, she still dared to mention it.

"There will be no next time," Yang Yan glanced at her and said, "You still want me to help you with something like jumping off a flying sword. What's the point of your cultivation?"

Li Qinghan was stunned for a moment before reacting. She was surprised but unbelievable: "Master has a way to repair my disciple's dantian and meridians?"

Yang Yan had already checked her injuries on the way and had a rough idea in his mind, so he nodded slightly in her expectant eyes, and then he didn't keep her in suspense and directly told her his way.

Meridians and dantian are extremely important for cultivators. The former is used to absorb the spiritual energy between heaven and earth. The wider it is, the faster it absorbs. The quality of the cultivation world is determined by this.

The latter is used to store the spiritual energy taken into the body. The stronger the cultivation, the higher the level. When the accumulation reaches a certain level, the quantitative change will lead to qualitative change. After practicing Qi to the peak and breaking through the realm, the foundation is built. The Dantian is a hundred times wider, and the spiritual energy that can be accommodated is of course a hundred times more. Therefore, under normal circumstances, the cultivators in the Qi training period are absolutely not able to beat the foundation building period.

When the foundation is built to the peak and the golden elixir is formed, not only the spiritual energy contained is a hundred times more, but also more pure. When it is tempered to the extreme and the Nascent Soul is formed, the cultivator is equivalent to having an extra life.

As long as the Nascent Soul is not destroyed and the consciousness is not destroyed, the physical body can be abandoned to practice with the Nascent Soul. However, without the filtration of the meridians, it is easy to cause confusion to absorb the spiritual energy directly. Therefore, few people who practice this way can go long-term.

In summary, the meridians and Dantian are extremely important for cultivators. Both are indispensable, but Li Qinghan has neither intact.

The meridians shrank and became as thin as hair, and the dantian was broken by external forces. Now it is like a bottomless bucket. No matter how much goes in, it comes out. It can't even hold a drop of water.

However, Yang Yan has his own way. Even in a world without spiritual energy, he can help the old emperor break through the boundary of the world with the power of merit. Now this small world has good spiritual energy and can completely practice and ascend by itself.

If the meridians are not good, then use the flesh and blood to absorb spiritual energy. If the dantian is not good, then don't use the dantian. Yang Yan taught the eldest disciple the method of cultivation and directly practiced his whole body as a primordial infant.

As an important female supporting role, Li Qinghan's comprehension is not low. After listening to the master's explanation several times, she understood it. Her eyes lit up immediately and she couldn't wait to try it.

At this time, the benefits of having the master's guidance were reflected. Yang Yan watched her and answered her questions at any time. It took less than a day to help her find a new way.

The disciple entered into a state of concentration and began to absorb spiritual energy. Yang Yan set up several protective arrays for her and then left the house.

Now, only three months have passed since he faked his death and left. Many people are still talking about what happened in the Supreme Sect that day. He got the news he wanted without asking.

Hearing that even though he didn't go crazy and kill the disciples of the sect like the original owner, his good disciple still put the crime of cultivating the devil on his head, Yang Yan didn't get angry but laughed.

This matter was not beyond his expectations. Whether it was Master Yiming or Master Yuanqing, they were all crazy for that woman Lou Yuzhen.

One who lost his cold and arrogant character, protected her like the apple of his eye, even if he lowered his status to argue with the younger generation; one who was so jealous that he could cruelly frame the master who saved his life and gave him supreme honor.

It was not surprising that they did anything. As for the reputation and prestige of the sect, they were probably not even as good as Lou Yuzhen's fingernails.

Yang Yan thought that the book only talked about one woman and nine men living happily together, but did not mention what happened to the three realms later or whether they succeeded in ascending. He felt that the matter was not simple.

As long as someone was really manipulating it, sooner or later there would be a day when the fox's tail would be exposed. He was not in a hurry. He casually glanced at the few people who were insulting the former leader of the Supreme Sect, and got up and left the restaurant.

***

It was late at night, but Zuixianlou was still very lively.

Just hearing the name, you would think that this place sells wine, but any cultivator who has lived in Quanchun City for a period of time knows that it is not the wine that makes the immortals intoxicated here, but the beauties.

The beauties are not ordinary beauties. The women in Zuixianlou have cultivation, but they do not practice to ascend to immortality, but to practice the furnace and cauldron technique for the cultivators who come to enjoy themselves.

If you are lucky, you may meet a "good man" and be taken away from this cannibalistic place, but most of the women who are used as furnaces have only one fate in the end, that is, they are exhausted and die from the exhaustion of their spiritual roots.

By this time, the former beauties are all withered, dozens of years older than their actual age, and so thin that only a handful of dry bones remain, without a trace of beauty. Those monks who pursue them will fall in love with other beauties in the blink of an eye.

The name of the backyard Dengxian Tower contains the beautiful expectations of each monk for himself, but in fact it is specially used to place the bodies of these women who were harvested to death.

On this day, three women with gray hair and wrinkles on their faces were carried into the building. Two of them had completely died, and the other one could only see the slight rise and fall of her chest after a long time. It seems that she will not last long.

"It's a pity, Fang'er is so beautiful, I thought someone would be willing to redeem her, but she ended up like this." After carrying all three people to the wooden bed, one of the men sighed as he looked at the woman who was still trying to breathe.

"What's the use of being good-looking?" The other man sneered, "Her temper is as bad as a rock, which man can stand it?"

"I heard that she was sent here because of her temper. She has suffered once and still doesn't know how to repent. She deserves this result."

"If you feel sorry for her, why didn't you find a way to redeem her? Now that she is almost dead, you feel regretful. What's wrong? Do you regret it?"

"Don't talk nonsense here. If the host hears me, I still have a life?" The man who sighed at first said nervously, "I just said a few words for no reason. How can I feel sorry for her?"

"Everyone who can come in is a beauty. Do I have to feel sorry for everyone? Things are done. Let's go quickly. This place is gloomy."

The other man didn't say anything more. The two chatted about the trivial things around them, talked and laughed, closed the door and left. The three women who died tragically at a young age did not stir up a ripple in their hearts, because they were already used to it.

They thought that even if Fang'er was still breathing, she would have lost her mind, so they didn't avoid talking about it at all. However, they didn't know that after the two left, a tear slipped from the corner of the woman's eye, flowing along the wrinkled skin into the dry hair.

She knew that her strong personality was not popular, but if it wasn't so, how could she protect herself and her brother in that cannibalistic family and grow up together?

But she never expected that she had tried her best to protect him and find ways to help him eliminate his opponents, and supported him to sit firmly in the position of the young master of the building.

Just because she couldn't stand Lou Yuzhen talking about love with him while flirting with others, she impulsively slapped her, and he locked her fairy bone and sent her to this disgusting place to torture her to death.

She would rather treat her like this to the enemies in the family who hated her so much, even if it was her heartless biological father who did it, she would feel better and would not hate it as much as she does now.

The hatred in her heart became stronger and stronger, but her body became weaker and weaker.

Tianfang was unwilling to die in such a miserable way. She wanted to survive. Only by living could she have a chance to take revenge. She wanted Zhou Tianhua to regret treating her like this and wanted to seek justice for herself.

Unfortunately, no matter how strong the hatred was, it could not overcome the weakness of her body. Her eyes were wide open, and she was so angry that blood was almost dripping. Her breathing gradually became weaker.

"I hate it so much!"

These three words burst out from her teeth, and she finally died unwillingly.