Quick Wear: Inferiority is the best dowry for men

Ji Ling then noticed the appearance of the sword. He reached out and gently picked up the scabbard. "Is this the sword Lin Fengnian gave you?"

"Yes, it was given to me by my senior brother."

Ji Ling put down the scabbard and said, "Very good, the sword is good."

Male and female swords...

But he couldn't help but ask, "Did you choose it yourself? Or did he give it to you?"

"To be more precise, it was Huangming who chose me. It took the initiative to run into my hands."

Ji Ling chuckled softly. The result was better than he expected.

The topic was digressed by him, so He Sheng immediately picked up the original topic again, "Do you know... there is another Jiwu in your body?"

"Have you seen him?" Ji Ling was surprised that He Sheng also knew of his existence.

He Sheng didn't say anything, Ji Ling continued, "Yeah, how can you ask if you haven't seen him before. Did he tell you his name on his own initiative?"

"Well... he told me that he is not you... is he your inner demon?"

"Ah, forget it. In the end, only one of us can survive. Do you like him?"

He Sheng didn't know how to answer, "Uh, generally?"

Ji Ling stopped talking, and the air fell silent, but he did not move. After a long while, He Sheng asked, "Can you still go back with your cultivation?"

"It's no use going back." Ji Ling raised his hand and touched He Sheng's head. "Being possessed is irreversible. You don't need to worry about me at such a young age. I can still live for another hundred years." After saying that, he turned around and walked back.

He Sheng stared at his back. A hundred years? I don't believe it.

"stop!"

Ji Ling was frightened and stopped.

"Is the decline in your cultivation still related to Soul Chasing? You obviously can't use it."

"No, don't think about it." He denied it.

He Sheng squeezed his wrist and asked him to open his palm. "The wound from the last bloodletting hasn't healed yet. If you say it has nothing to do with this, can I believe you?"

Ji Ling pulled his hand back, avoiding his gaze.

He Sheng took out some medicine and applied it to his wound. The cut was not big and should have healed on the same day. She gritted her teeth and rubbed his wound vigorously while applying the medicine.

Ji Ling gasped softly, "Hiss."

"You deserve it. You're so arrogant. Why don't you just say you can't use it? I can always find another way."

Ji Ling pursed his lips, "I don't want to disappoint you, and it's only a matter of time." His fingers gently tickled He Sheng's palm, "It has nothing to do with you, why are you angry?"

He Sheng rubbed his wound harder, "I'll make you die of pain."

Ji Ling was in so much pain that tears came out, but he didn't pull his hand out from under her hand, "Let's change the subject."

He Sheng rubbed the wound until the ointment took effect. The wound healed and only a shallow white mark remained. She put away the ointment and strode forward. When she was about to go in, she was unwilling to give up. She stood at the door and asked him, "Is it really irreversible? Even if you try to kill Ji Wu, it won't work?"

"If he could be killed, I wouldn't have ended up like this. Okay, this is not what you should think about."

He Sheng walked forward. She didn't believe it. There must be a way, such as repairing Daoxin or separating Ji Wu from his body.

Sitting back at the banquet table, He Sheng was in a bad mood. Seeing Ji Ling sitting opposite her with a normal expression, she became even more angry.

"Fighting again?" Su Yanran said in a tone of watching the fun, "What are you fighting about? Tell me what it is about and I'll have some fun."

He Sheng pushed away his face that was approaching him, "Get out of the way."

"Just tell me about it. I'm knowledgeable and I might be able to help you."

He Sheng put down his chopsticks, looked him in the eyes and asked seriously, "How do you stop someone from going astray?"

Thinking about the story she had just told her, if there was anything he didn't understand, he went straight to the person responsible for the confirmation.

Hey, Su Yanran was not exaggerating when he said he was knowledgeable. In his early years, he ran everywhere to avoid his family's pressure to get married, and he ran as far as he could. Naturally, he had heard some strange stories.

"I actually know a way." Su Yanran successfully attracted He Sheng's attention. "Have you heard of Dao Heart Reshaping? Obsession is irreversible, but as long as you break your previous Dao Heart and start practicing again, you will have hope of getting rid of your previous inner demons."

He glanced at Ji Ling, "Ji Ling's inner demon is his sword... and the guilt that so many people died in the war because of his absence."

"Is there any hope?"

"There's no hope. Just wait to die." Su Yanran said with a grin.

He Sheng reached out and pinched him, "Be serious."

"Okay, okay, if it's Ji Ling, you can try that method. I remember that he practices the ruthless way, but he feels guilty because of the death of humans. This can also be considered love."

"How to do it?"

Su Yanran raised the corner of her mouth, "You can first intensify the conflict, such as love, family affection, and make him emotional, until the foundation of his cultivation is shaken, and one day his cultivation will be completely destroyed. Just find a way to preserve his spiritual roots and meridians."

He Sheng seemed to be thinking about it, and it sounded somewhat reliable.

"What about the inner demon? Will it disappear because of the loss of cultivation?"

"Well, I don't know about that. After all, there are no successful examples around me." Su Yanran smiled, "But you can always try. The worst case scenario is becoming a mortal, but at least you can avoid death."

Just based on humans' deep hatred for demonic cultivators, once Ji Ling is completely possessed by the devil, no matter what kind of person he was in the past, he will be wiped out.

"Then what is needed to preserve the spiritual roots and meridians?"

Su Yanran lowered his head in thought, and He Sheng waited for his answer with great anticipation.

His lips suddenly moved slightly.

He Sheng leaned forward to listen, "What?"

"I don't know." Su Yanran blew into He Sheng's ear.

He Sheng couldn't stand it anymore and twisted his ear directly, "Su Yanran, if you play tricks on me again, I will strangle you to death."

"Oh, wrong, wrong, there won't be a next time."

The noise was quite loud, and even the demon king came over to see them flirting. He sighed, "Young people have such a good relationship, and playing around is so energetic. Back then, his mother and I were like that too..."

Well, he found the opportunity to insert himself into his love story.

Other guests seemed unusually calm and put on earplugs one after another.

He Sheng let go of her hand and almost forgot that her identity in the eyes of the Demon King was: Su Yanran’s girlfriend.

Su Yanran was not serious. As soon as the pain subsided, she came closer again, "My father praised our relationship. My wife-to-be?"

"I never said I wanted to marry you." He Sheng curled his lips, "I lied to your father, why did you take it seriously?"

Su Yanran blinked innocently, "Keep your voice down, what if my dad hears it? You should put on a good show." He lowered his voice again, "I'll give you Buddha's blood."

OK... OK...

Although she didn't know what that thing could be used for, since Lingyang liked it so much, it must be a good thing.

He Sheng calmed down, put on a sincere smile, picked up the serving chopsticks and put food into his bowl, "Su Lang, try this."

Su Yanran was dazzled by her smile. Why didn't she notice before that this girl had bright eyes and white teeth when she smiled, which made people unable to take their eyes away.