"But, since you have used your efforts to break the problem of slow cultivation brought by the innate soul power, and have achieved considerable results, why do you want to jump into the lake?" Bibi Dong asked.
The flat-headed man looked vicissitudes of life, and he said painfully: "Although I have exchanged my 200 times of efforts for the current cultivation results, the ceiling of soul masters still exists. Three years ago, my cultivation reached level 29. Since then, no matter how hard I work, I can't break through this ceiling. Others in the sect believe that I am a waste who is destined to never break through level 30 in this life."
"I don't want to give up. I have tried countless methods to try to break through level 30, but none of them worked. The sect is getting more and more impatient with me. They think I am a disgrace to the sect, so they expelled me from the sect, making me homeless. On the way, I was calculated by the treacherous people for money. Finally, I drifted all the way and came to this coconut forest city." After saying that, the flat-headed man looked at the rippling coconut forest lake, and the meaning was very clear. After suffering pain and suffering, I decided to jump into the lake.
Bibi Dong listened to the rough experience of the little flat-headed man, and the softness in her heart was touched.
A soul master with an innate soul power of 0.5 level, but with his own efforts, he became a great soul master of level 29. What kind of sect is this? They regard him as a waste and ignore his efforts. They are really blind.
It is precisely because of such a tragic experience that this person who has never given up in the face of difficulties and setbacks finally has the idea of committing suicide.
Bibi Dong advised: "I don't think you should give up on yourself. If you die like this, then you will never get rid of the name of waste. Only by living, finding a way, and breaking through the bottleneck can you prove yourself to those who look down on you."
"But." The little flat-headed man was silent.
"I should be able to help you." Bibi Dong had a thought in her heart to help this stranger.
"Really?" The bald man trembled slightly, then shook his head and declined politely, saying, "Forget it, my problem is not a small problem, you may not be able to solve it, I'd better face it myself."
"I'm telling the truth, my name is Bibi Dong, I'm the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall, maybe the Spirit Hall can find a way to break through your bottleneck." Bibi Dong said.
When the bald man heard this, a gleam of brilliance flashed in his eyes.
"Okay, thank you." A touch of gratitude flashed across the gloomy and vicissitudes of life face of the bald man, and he said, "You are the first person in the world who treats me well."
Bibi Dong solved the other party's suicidal thoughts, and a sense of accomplishment rose in her heart. She smiled and said, "I have just introduced my own origins, so what about you, what's your name?"
The bald man said, "My name is Yu Xiaogang."
Hearing this name, Bibi Dong was stunned for a moment, and then she realized that the experience just told by the bald man overlapped with the origin of a person she heard.
Yu Xiaogang, this is a well-known figure in the core circle of the soul master world. As the son of Yu Yuanzhen, he should have inherited his father's top talent. However, when his martial soul awakened, he reversed and mutated into a pig. His soul skills were useless, which was a disgrace to the three major sects.
At that time, Bibi Dong laughed at Qianxunji's story of Yu Xiaogang's experience.
Thinking of this, Bibi Dong felt even more guilty.
Seeing Bibi Dong was stunned, Yu Xiaogang's eyes dimmed and he said, "Hey, I think you have heard of my name and know that I am a waste."
"No." Bibi Dong quickly retorted, "Yu Xiaogang, if you were a waste, you should have sunk long ago, but you proved yourself and you didn't give up. Just ask, which soul master with innate 0.5 level soul power can cultivate to level 29? I didn't know you in the past, so I laughed at you. It wasn't until I met you that I learned about your unknown side. I'm sorry, Yu Xiaogang, I apologize to you for my past behavior."
Hearing that Bibi Dong had laughed at him in the past, Yu Xiaogang's heart flashed with hatred, but his face showed a look of relief: "It doesn't matter, the world sees me this way, and you are also affected by the world's humble opinions."
At this moment, Yu Xiaogang seemed to be shrouded in a layer of wisdom, dazzling Bibi Dong a little unable to open her eyes.
"I heard that your martial soul is a separated martial soul, can I take a look?" Bibi Dong asked curiously.
"Luo Sanpao." Yu Xiaogang summoned his own martial soul, a purple, fat pig, which made a piggy sound.
Bibi Dong's eyes were immediately attracted by the ugly pig. Yu Xiaogang knew that Bibi Dong must be laughing at his martial soul in her heart. He put his hands behind his back and said, "This is my martial soul, Luo Sanpao. I know he is ugly and weak, but I have never given up on him, and I have never blamed him, because he is my martial soul and my fighting partner. From the moment I awakened him, I swore that one day, I would stand at the top of this world with Luo Sanpao."
Hearing that his master had never blamed him, Luo Sanpao showed a touch of human anger on his face, but because he was his master, his pig face could only turn aside and not look at his master.
What Yu Xiaogang didn't expect was that Bibi Dong actually hugged Luo Sanpao in her arms and rubbed him excitedly: "Wow, what a cute martial spirit."
Yu Xiaogang raised his eyebrows slightly, thinking to himself: Are you blind? How can this thing that doesn't look like a pig or a dog be called cute? However, seeing that Bibi Dong seemed to like his martial spirit very much, Yu Xiaogang began to calculate again. Perhaps he could use this to draw her closer and gain greater benefits for himself.
"By the way, I'm curious, what is your martial spirit?" Yu Xiaogang asked knowingly.
"Don't you know?" Hearing Yu Xiaogang's question, Bibi Dong said with resistance. She was unwilling to mention her martial spirit.
Xiaogang put his hands behind his back and said, "In the past few years, I wish I could spend all my time practicing. I don't know much about the outside world. This is the first time I heard that there is a saint girl in the Spirit Hall."
Hearing this, Bibi Dong looked at Luo Sanpao and thought about herself. Even he could calmly accept the fact that he had a spirit, but she was unwilling to face her own spirit. In Bibi Dong's heart, Yu Xiaogang's figure became taller.
"Death Spider Emperor, this is my spirit. It will be very ugly after possessing." Bibi Dong's eyes were a little evasive, and she said, "I don't really want to show it."
Yu Xiaogang sincerely praised and said, "No, I think a girl as beautiful as you will not be too ugly after being possessed by any spirit."
A blush flashed across Bibi Dong's face.
(End of this chapter)