Male supporting role is not a stepping stone

Tian Fang's situation is similar to Li Qinghan's. After ten years of being harvested, her Nascent Soul completely disappeared, her meridians were exhausted to the point that there was no value in saving them, and even her spiritual roots were completely destroyed.

After her memory returned, Yang Yan didn't have too much knowledge of cultivation in his mind, and directly tailored a set of cultivation techniques according to her situation. Her comprehension was stronger than that of the senior sister, and after years of tempering her state of mind, her cultivation speed was advancing by leaps and bounds, and she soon surpassed her in building the foundation first.

While Li Qinghan was urging to compete with the third junior sister in cultivation speed, Yang Yan was trying to reshape Bai Feng's demon pill. It's not that she couldn't cultivate with her physical body.

The body of a demon is really different from that of a human. If the same method was used, I'm afraid that the other two would have reached the Nascent Soul stage, but she wouldn't be able to cultivate a second tail. The progress was too slow.

Once again, I praise the original owner for his hard work in training everywhere and collecting a lot of good things, while he himself lived a hard life relying on external objects and saved materials that ordinary cultivators could not imagine.

Yang Yan picked and chose the available materials, and in just one month, he made a flawless white demon pill for the little fox.

After putting it into her body, it was even better than the original one. The surrounding spiritual energy flowed into it like water, and in the blink of an eye, the cute little animal turned into a white beauty that was almost glowing.

"Disciple kowtows to Master." Bai Feng bowed immediately without waiting to check her own situation, her eyes full of admiration and gratitude. Master was her father in rebirth.

"Practice well, don't let hatred mess up your mind." Yang Yan accepted it calmly and said a little.

"Yes, disciple understands." Bai Feng lowered his eyes and responded. Foxes are animals that hold grudges. They were almost killed by the person who should have been the closest to them. How could she not hate?

For three years, she dragged her weak body and wandered alone in the mountains and wilderness, survived under the fangs of fierce animals, and competed for food with unintelligent beasts. She was supported by hatred.

Unfortunately, she was still too weak. If she hadn't met her master, she would have been buried in the beast's belly. Such a life-and-death hatred would certainly not be forgotten.

But as her master had reminded her, she would not let hatred corrode her Dao heart. She would personally avenge this hatred and continue her previous dream. One day, she would cultivate nine tails and lead the fox tribe to reproduce the past glory.

After regaining the demon pill, Bai Feng also got a technique suitable for her practice. After that, she devoted herself to practice, and soon half a year passed.

When she cultivated the fourth tail, Li Qinghan had already reached the level of foundation building, and Tianfang was even more exaggerated. She had reached the level of Jindan. I'm afraid she would have the strength to fight against Yuanying cultivators.

Of course, this was because Yang Yan gave her a technique that was against the sky and often gave her guidance. It was also because they were big players practicing small ones, so the speed was naturally very fast, but more of it was a hatred that pushed them not to stop.

Seeing that the three disciples had barely managed to protect themselves, Yang Yan took them on the road to find other persecuted female supporting roles.

From the initial Li Qinghan, he had already noticed that the heroine Lou Yuzhen had an inexplicable attraction to men, but not to women.

The two disciples who followed also offered their memories one after another, and he confirmed his guess. At the same time, he also found that the heroine seemed to be deliberately targeting outstanding female cultivators.

The outstanding male cultivators were controlled by her, and the female cultivators with good qualifications were destroyed by her conspiracy. The origin of this heroine was not simple, and her purpose was also a mystery. Yang Yan was rarely interested.

Since it was still unclear what Lou Yuzhen wanted to do, he started from the existing findings. He wanted to save the person she wanted to destroy, and he wanted to pull down the person she wanted to win over and cut off her hands and feet so that she had no one to use.

If the heroine really had other purposes, I believe that such an operation would force her to reveal her feet one day.

The three disciples didn't know that their master was playing a big game, but out of sympathy, after knowing the goal of their trip, they all agreed with both hands and feet, and the slight sense of loss because of the interruption of their practice disappeared.

The four masters and disciples went forward and soon gained: one of them was the former Taoist companion Huachu Zhenzun, who had lost all his cultivation and appearance due to "accidental intake" of elixirs;

one was the former most loyal subordinate of Demon Lord Zeyu, but because he neglected Lou Yuzhen, he dug out the magic pill and cut off the magic bone by him, and became the lowest demon clan, and was bullied all day long;

one was the former Linghan City Lord who admired Hongmiao Zhenzun and found that he was special to Lou Yuzhen. He provoked and humiliated her many times. Later, he followed her in a secret realm and tried to sneak attack her, but was discovered by Hongmiao Zhenzun who followed her worriedly, and knocked her down to Bingpo Hanguang Spring, turning her into an ice sculpture and trapped in it for a hundred years, feeling sober and clear-minded. One is Yingchu Zhenjun, the daughter of the head of Yuntong Sect, who is suffering from the slow ebb of her life;

Yingchu Zhenjun, who loves Ziyu Zhenjun, treats the heroine who always clings to the eldest brother in a weak and timid manner, and even bullies her. She is so vicious that she almost whips her to destroy her face. In the end, she is tricked by Ziyu Zhenjun into the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts and sprinkles medicine powder to attract a tide of beasts. Although she escapes by chance, her body is damaged and her cultivation is lost. She cannot get out of the deep valley and can only hide and survive;

There is also Yunting Zhenjun, the daughter of the elder who was thrown into the Devil Cliff by the young master of Shuiyang Palace. This one is more miserable. Her soul and body are corroded by the filthy air. In despair, she embarks on the path of demon cultivation.

Yang Yan spent a lot of effort to regain her mind. With her cooperation, he got rid of the demonic energy in her body and repaired her spiritual roots, Dantian and meridians. However, after this incident, she could no longer repair it. Really, it was changed to cultivating demons.

Demons and cultivators both cultivate spiritual energy, but the techniques are different. Moreover, there is Ling Han, who is a demon himself, as his sister. No one among the female partners cares.

Yang Yan didn't care anymore, so she had another demon cultivating disciple who could even give her and Ling Han some advice on their cultivation. After all, he had dealt with a lot of demons before, and he had no idea about their cultivation. Understand, in this world he considers himself second, and no one dares to consider himself first.

Although there were twists and turns along the way, it was still smooth. However, when he arrived at the Ten Thousand Ghosts Cave, he could not find the man who had an old relationship with Zhenzhen Yiming, but only released his coercion because he was offended when he first met Zhenzhen Yiming. After giving her a small lesson, Zhenzun Yiming took revenge on her and attacked her secretly, beating her until she was seriously injured and pushing her down.

The consciousness swept through the bottom of the cave over and over again, causing all the ghosts inside to cry and howl. There were countless dead bones underneath, but the soul of Zhenzhen Xuanhe was never found. In the end, Yang Yan had no choice but to give up. Maybe she had been devoured. Became one of these ten thousand ghosts.

A group of female disciples felt the same way. Even the coldest Ling Han could not help but have tears in his eyes. If they were not lucky enough to meet their master, or if they had not persisted for a short while, the current Xuanhe Zhenzhen would have been their fate.

Seeing that everyone was in a low mood, Yang Yan spoke calmly and persuaded: "Zhenzun Xuanhe is dead, but her enemy is still there. You should practice hard and help her avenge her when the time comes. That will be the end of the world." friendship.”

"Disciple, please obey Master's order." The girls responded in unison, their faces becoming much more determined. Li Qinghan asked on behalf of everyone, "Master, what should we do next?"

"Find a hilltop to stay first." Yang Yan made a decision with a wave of his hand. Although everyone wanted to take revenge as soon as possible, they also knew that going forward in their current state was tantamount to hitting a rock with an egg, and they had no objection to this.

Most of the group were cultivators, and most of their enemies were now in the world of cultivation. After deliberation, they decided to stay within the realm of cultivation.

The hills with abundant spiritual energy have basically been occupied by the major sects. The remaining unowned land is full of crooked melons and cracked dates, and the spiritual energy is not as good as the better inns in Xiuxian City.

Yang Yan naturally didn't like these places, so he could only continue to search through the memory of the original owner, and finally found a suitable place for him.

There is a Jueling Cliff in the center of the world of cultivation, surrounded by deep valleys. In the middle is a high mountain that rises straight into the clouds. It is shrouded in smoke all year round, making it difficult to see its true appearance.

Because not only is the spiritual energy cut off at Jueling Cliff, but also flying swords, flying beasts, and even large airships will fall in the sky here.

And once it fell, no one, whether it was a cultivator or a demon cultivator, could climb up from below. Therefore, this mountain has existed for countless thousands of years, but no one has ever known what is on it.

The original owner was an exception. He once accidentally discovered a kind of spiritual plant whose leaves could float across the cliff. He spent a whole month collecting and weaving them, and finally he actually touched them.

There is no immortal paradise on that mountain as everyone speculated. It is just an ordinary mountain. What is unusual is that the spiritual energy on it is very abundant, which is no worse than that of Taishang Sect.

The original owner originally planned to inform the sect of this secret and let several peak masters discuss how to deal with it, but at that time, he happened to be attacked by the demon world. He was busy for a while and forgot about it. After that, he indulged in cultivation and never thought of it again.

The main reason is that he usually gets too many good things and doesn't pay much attention to a mountain peak that may contain spiritual veins. Every time Yang Yan looks at his memory, he feels that he looks like the legendary son of luck, but he just... It's dead and unpredictable.

When their master and apprentice agreed to move to Jueling Cliff, in a small mountain village about 500 miles away from Wangui Cave, a teenage boy saw an extremely good-looking tree in his courtyard. Hosta.

He leaned over to pick it up and was about to go out to find the lost owner when a voice suddenly appeared in his mind: "I think you have spiritual roots and a kind heart. Are you willing to follow me to cultivate immortality?"

The young boy looked around and saw no sign of the person who was speaking. He was feeling panicked and at a loss when a sudden warmth came from the hosta in his hand. When he looked down, he saw a light white light emitting from it.