Chapter 1533 Breaking Through the Nascent Soul Middle Stage
Mei'er couldn't stand it anymore. She waved her sleeves and pulled Xiaorou over. She gritted her teeth and said, "You girl, why are you so humble to a human monk? My sister can't afford to be embarrassed like this."
Xiaorou's mood collapsed and she kept crying. While crying, she sobbed: "Master, please don't let me go..."
Shen Lang felt heartbroken, but he didn't know how to comfort Xiaorou. He had to be cruel.
"Okay girl, stop crying!"
Mei'er was angry and distressed at the same time. She turned to glance at Shen Lang and said coldly with her pretty face: "Smelly man, I have a suggestion. Xiaorou's current cultivation level is not at the eighth level. It's really hard to protect yourself by following you. Demon
What I want to say is that after Xiaorou transforms into the eighth level, I will make a blood contract with you. What do you think?"
"this……"
Shen Lang's eyes lit up, but he felt a little embarrassed.
The eighth-level transformed six-tailed celestial fox is far more powerful than an ordinary eighth-level demon cultivator, and can easily defeat the mid-level Nascent Soul cultivators.
Moreover, once the six-tailed celestial fox takes form, the supernatural power of the blood-charming divine light will become so sharp that any human monks in the late Nascent Soul stage will die if they are accidentally tricked by her.
If Xiaorou could break through the eighth level, she would definitely be able to protect herself, but Shen Lang still didn't want to take advantage of this girl.
Listening to Mei'er's words, Xiaorou's crying gradually became quieter, and she also felt that her own strength was seriously holding Shen Lang back.
Xiaorou hurriedly wiped away her tears and said in a hoarse voice: "Master, Sister Mei'er's proposal is good. Xiaorou will soon be able to break through to the eighth level, and she will definitely not be a burden to the Master by then."
Shen Lang shook his head and sighed: "Xiaorou, it's not for this reason that I don't want you to be my spiritual beast. If I agree, wouldn't it be equivalent to using you?"
"Sir, what are you talking about? Xiaorou only regards you as a very important person and wants to go out and live and die with you. Do you think of me as a spiritual beast that can be discarded at will?" Xiaorou swallowed even more.
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"I……"
Shen Lang was speechless.
In his mind, Xiaorou is definitely not as simple as his spirit beast. He can be said to be his best friend, and even has a relationship that goes beyond friends.
Shen Lang always felt that there was something wrong with this. The relationship between the two could only be that of friends who would live and die together, and could not transcend levels.
After all, in Shen Lang's heart, only Su Ruoxue is irreplaceable.
Seeing that Shen Lang was still hesitant, Xiaorou finally used his trump card and said through gritted teeth: "Sir, I heard from your mother that you have obtained the jade slip of the Resurrection Technique. To arrange the Resurrection Technique requires a lot of precious stones.
Xiaorou knows these materials better than you, I can definitely help you."
Of course Xiaorou knew that to Shen Lang, Su Ruoxue was everything. As long as she could give Shen Lang hope of saving Su Ruoxue, Shen Lang would not be able to resist this temptation.
Sure enough, Shen Lang's face changed several times, and finally he gritted his teeth and agreed, saying: "Okay! But Xiaorou, I won't accommodate you. You must break through the eighth level, otherwise I will not accept you as a spiritual beast."
Mei'er's pretty face turned cold, and she immediately kicked Shen Lang, and shouted: "Smelly man, you really dislike Xiaorou's lack of strength. Do you think you are the elder, a humble human monk, and you are raising money for Xiaorou?"
The shoes are not even qualified.”
Shen Lang was almost kicked to the ground by Mei'er, his face was as black as the bottom of a pot, thinking that you, a stinky bitch, don't know a thing.
He was only thinking about Xiaorou's safety. If Xiaorou was not strong enough, he would sometimes have trouble protecting her. Meier obviously misunderstood Shen Lang's meaning.
Shen Lang didn't bother to explain, Xiaorou should be able to understand what he was thinking.
Xiaorou stopped sobbing, and with a hint of determination in her beautiful eyes, she said: "Xiaorou knows. Young Master, I will definitely break through the eighth level as soon as possible!"
Shen Lang nodded and said: "Xiaorou, I will not leave the Gale Continent until my cultivation reaches the middle stage of Nascent Soul."
Xiaorou's beautiful eyes lit up, and she said happily: "That's just right, let's leave together, Master."
Xiaorou's current cultivation level is at the peak of the seventh level. According to her estimation, if she works hard, she will only need more than forty years to break through the eighth level.
Considering that the lifespan of the spiritual beasts of heaven and earth can easily be tens of thousands of years, forty years is already a very short time.
Shen Lang sighed and said: "You little girl, you should practice hard. When you reach the eighth level, I will come to pick you up."
"Okay." Xiaorou puffed out her mouth and lowered her head in response.
Meier glanced at Shen Lang and said coldly: "Smelly man, do you really plan to cultivate here to the middle stage of Nascent Soul?"
"Yes! Aren't you welcome?" Shen Lang scratched his head and asked.
"Of course you're not welcome, but there's no need to kick you out." Meier crossed her arms on her chest and said in a haughty tone.
Shen Lang was a little speechless. Knowing that Meier was choking him, he said lazily: "Well, I hope Queen Meier won't come to trouble me often."
"Stop being so sentimental, I'm too lazy to deal with a stinky man like you. Xiaorou, let's go!"
After saying that, Meier grabbed Xiaorou's slender hand and jumped into the air. She really didn't want to look at this man again.
Xiaorou wanted to talk to Shen Lang more, but Meier was anxious to leave, so she reluctantly waved to Shen Lang and shouted sweetly: "Goodbye, Master!"
Shen Lang also waved his hand and sighed lightly. He didn't know whether his choice was right or wrong.
In short, he wanted to improve his cultivation level quickly.
In order to prevent outsiders from disturbing him, Shen Lang placed a ban outside the courtyard.
Returning to the courtyard, Shen Lang entered into a state of meditation and practice again.
Since the last trip to St. Mark Canyon, Shen Lang has been in a state of fighting or running for his life, and has no time to practice properly.
Every time a monk in the Nascent Soul stage breaks through a small realm, it takes a lot of time. Now that his cultivation level has stabilized at the peak of the early Nascent Soul stage, it is time to consider breaking through.
Shen Lang also had a Tianluo fruit that he could take. He had already taken one before, and the effect was astonishing. It greatly improved his cultivation and saved at least twenty years of meditation time.
Tianluo Fruit can only be taken twice. The first time it has the greatest effect, the second time it has only half the original effect. However, the second time's potency is enough for Shen Lang to hit the bottleneck.
Half a month later, Shen Lang adjusted his condition to the optimal level, took out the golden Tianluo fruit from the storage ring, and swallowed it directly.
"boom!"
The violent medicinal power immediately spread in Shen Lang's belly, and the pores all over his body shrank sharply, leaking out every trace of spiritual power.
Shen Lang immediately restrained the power of the medicine and began to slowly inhale and absorb it.
day to day.
A month has passed and the courtyard door is closed.
One year has passed, and the door is still closed. Shen Lang has digested all the medicinal power of Tianluo Fruit and is approaching the middle stage of Nascent Soul!
The Demon Queen also gave an order long ago, not allowing any demon clan to approach the mountain range where Shen Lang lives.
Until one day two years later.
With a loud "boom", the door of the training room was kicked open by a young man with messy hair.
"Haha, I have broken through the middle stage of Nascent Soul!"
The young man ran out of the courtyard like a mad dog, yelling.