Little Ying, on the other hand, ate like a ball. It seemed that there was too much Spirit Qi, so it gave some of it to Ye Youying. Ye Youying didn't even realize what was happening, but her cultivation level suddenly increased by a lot.
The little wild flood dragon was also very diligent. It curled up on a large, damp spirit stone and opened its mouth to swallow the Spirit Qi.
Although it hadn't transformed into a dragon, the little wild flood dragon's cultivation level had already reached about nine hundred years. Previously, Zhu Minglang had fed it a lot of Spirit Beads that he had obtained from the academy.
With the help of the spirit stone cave, the little wild flood dragon gradually shed its wild spirit aura and gradually transformed into a spiritual flood dragon. Its cultivation level had also finally broken through the one thousand year barrier!
Although it hadn't been born for long, it was now equivalent to a thousand years of cultivation for demons and spirits!
This growth speed was considered very fast.
"You two little guys, in terms of cultivation level, you have already surpassed some dragon children. Why don't you show any signs of transforming into a dragon?" Zhu Minglang opened his eyes and looked at Little Ying and the little flood dragon spirit.
"Du du du ~ ~ ~ ~" Little Ying used her long, sharp ears to rub against the back of Zhu Minglang's hand. She looked like she was still young and didn't want to grow up.
The little flood dragon spirit was also very confused.
Weren't flood dragons and dragons close relatives? Logically speaking, flood dragon spirits were the easiest to transform into a dragon.
Their cultivation level had already broken through to a thousand years. The scales on their bodies seemed to emit Spirit Qi, but they didn't have any dragon characteristics. There were no horns, no claws, and no dragon's breath.
"Sigh, I don't blame you. It's probably because my cultivation method is wrong. Take it slow. I'll find suitable spiritual items for you to transform into a dragon."
"Oh!!"
Big Black-tooth immediately imparted his experience of transforming into a dragon to the two spirit babies in the spirit realm!
Eat more meat!!
If you want to transform into a dragon, you have to eat more meat. Eat more meat and become stronger. Eat more meat and you'll be able to transform into a dragon very soon. You have to believe in yourself. That's how you've been through it!
The little flood dragon spirit nodded as if it understood.
Little Ying shook her head crazily, indicating that she didn't like to eat meat.
Perhaps because the little flood dragon spirit was still very young, its cultivation rose very quickly, but its body grew relatively slowly. Usually, if he wanted to go out, he would wrap the little flood dragon spirit around his neck. It was no different from wearing a scarf.
"It seems to be full." Zhu Minglang slowly stood up.
The stacking of his cultivation speed had already slowed down, and it was no longer as obvious as when he first entered.
Zhu Minglang's cultivation would indeed improve if he stayed here for a few months. However, he wasn't a dragon herder who lacked spiritual energy and talents. His dragons lacked experience more than anything else.
"Since you're a swordsman, why are you raising these young spirits?" Ye Youying was puzzled.
She had noticed Zhu Minglang when she met him for the first time. She thought that Zhu Minglang was a lone dragon master.
"There's no harm in having more skills. Being a swordsman is just my side job. They aren't ordinary young spirits. When they turn into dragons in the future, they'll be even more powerful than immortal ghosts," Zhu Minglang said with a smile.
Ye Youying was amused by Zhu Minglang's words, especially when she saw the fluffy Little Ying, and the little flood dragon spirit, which didn't have any dragon characteristics at all …
Immortal ghosts were scarier than dragons.
Otherwise, why didn't the people of the Demon Summoning Sect become dragon masters instead of becoming slaves of immortal ghosts and turning themselves into something that was neither human nor ghost?
The people of the Demon Summoning Sect weren't stupid. If they hadn't witnessed the power of immortal ghosts with their own eyes, they wouldn't have been so crazy!
"Anyway, thank you for this special Little Ying. It helped me break through to the next level," Ye Youying said.
"It likes to help others." Zhu Minglang didn't mind.
With each gift, the Little Ying's fluff could store a little more Spirit Qi. Zhu Minglang's dragons, including the little flood dragon spirit, were all saturated with Spirit Qi at this stage. It didn't matter if he gave it to Ye Youying.
"In the past, immortal ghosts were also …" Ye Youying said, but she was a little hesitant when she said it.
"Don't force yourself if you don't want to say it. Anyway, I'm going to hurry. There shouldn't be any immortal ghosts where I'm going," Zhu Minglang said indifferently.
"People who get lost in the forest have blue birds to guide them. When there's a flood, schools of fish will jump out of the water to inform the boatmen. When mountain-pickers are poisoned, they can often find antidote herbs nearby … Forests, rivers, and mountains have their own spirits. They also protect people in their own ways. Immortal ghosts aren't as scary as people think. I was once saved by an immortal ghost, "Ye Youying suddenly said to Zhu Minglang.
Her tone didn't sound like she was arguing. It sounded more like she was mumbling to herself.
After a long time, Ye Youying continued, "Only immortal ghosts can defeat immortal ghosts. The only thing that can purify them is themselves. "
"It looks like you have a long way to go. After all, making people face their fears is the same as standing on the opposite side of them," Zhu Minglang said.
"But it's still better than living an ignoble life. That's not a peaceful life. We, the Devil Summoners, can't be the scurrying rats of this world forever! "Ye Youying's gaze became more resolute.
"Yes, yes. Do your best. Although you can't even convince me, I believe that you'll eventually bring some hope to the Devil Summoners." Zhu Minglang stood at the side, looking as if this matter was too complicated and he was keeping a respectful distance from her.
Ye Youying looked at Zhu Minglang and felt that Zhu Minglang was exuding the aura of a salted fish with no ambition.
This fellow's warm-heartedness seemed to be limited to not causing trouble.
Swordmaster of the Distant Mountain Sword Sect? Hmph, it's just an undeserved reputation!
"I'm not lying to you. That moon robe was left behind by my mother. She was stabbed to death by the sect master of the White Robe Sword Sect. The immortal ghost she was protecting was a forest immortal ghost. It was a forest immortal spirit that didn't kill the innocent and even protected a few clansmen." After Ye Youying calmed herself down and cultivated, she seemed to have understood something.
There were good and evil immortal ghosts. People only saw evil immortal ghosts, but they didn't know good immortal spirits. Her mother had died protecting a good immortal spirit that was harmed.
"No wonder you had a solemn and holy aura when you wore that moon robe. It's probably because there's a soul in the robe that dares to confront authority. This also made me instinctively feel that you're not a murderous demoness," Zhu Minglang said.
"Give it back to me!"
"Oh, oh, oh. I thought it was some kind of magic treasure."
…
…
After walking out of the spiritual stone cave, she didn't know how long she had been inside.
The sky outside was overcast. Looking from afar, the mountains and lakes of the Long Valley were covered in a layer of haze. It wasn't as bright and clear as before.
"The smell of blood is coming from the mountain gate," Zhu Minglang said to Ye Youying with a frown.
"There's an immortal ghost!" Ye Youying's face turned pale. She looked in the direction of the mountain gate in fear.
"Why are there so few people?" Zhu Minglang walked all the way to the sword manor, but he didn't see many disciples of the White Robe Sword Sect.
When he reached the plateau, Zhu Minglang finally saw a familiar figure. It was Mingxiu.
Mingxiu was injured. Her lips were pale. A female disciple beside her was bandaging her wounds. She was seriously injured, but she endured it. She looked like she was going to go down to the mountain gate and continue fighting after stopping the bleeding.
"Mingxiu, what's going on?" Zhu Minglang asked anxiously.
"It's the Demon Summoning Sect. They're attacking the mountain!" Mingxiu said.
"Where are the others?" Zhu Minglang looked around in confusion. There were far fewer people in the White Robe Sword Sect than usual.
"The Sect Master, Master, Master, Hall Leader, and most of the disciples have gone to attack the Demon Summoning Sect's base. They won't be back for a while. There are only a hundred people left in the entire sect …" Mingxiu said in a trembling voice.
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