What is a demon planting? A monk has reached a certain level of cultivation or cultivated his inner demons due to his own experience. This inner demon is not restricted by the laws of heaven and earth. His strength is extremely strong, which will increase the state of the monks faster. Those with extremely heavy inner demons can even ascend in one step. Acquisition of high levels is also accompanied by high risks. Assessment can be ascended in one step, but only this step is short of being able to become a demon.

The soul of the demon-evolving person is eroded and cannot distinguish the world. He has a terrifying cultivation body, and is just a mad shell. Most demons who are smitten will not be able to control themselves and become demons. There have been no successful examples, so the inner demon is extremely dangerous. However, there are always those who take the wrong path and become immortals without fear of death. This is how Song Ziran is like this.

It is really crazy to consciously cultivate the free and easy way to become an immortal, so it is really crazy to plant the inner demons for yourself, but this is really a good way.

At least in the inheritance and memory of the witch clan, it is successful with great perseverance, but this shortcut is not easy to take.

System: [...Host, do you think Song Ziran is reborn now. Can you accept such an explanation?]

Ji Wan: "..."

If possible, I really want to change the system... [Remember what you sent me to this world for? I also let me take a safe vacation and relax. Does my face hurt now?]

What can the system say? He knew that with Ji Wan's keenness, he had not found any problem with Song Ziran for so long. One of the reasons was that he swears to summarize the world at the beginning - it is mainly about ease, and the host can let himself go.

Ji Wan sent Yongxin away and sighed secretly. She had a secret idea of ​​Song Ziran's inner demon, but she was not sure yet. At this time, the two of them had been together for about fifty years, and it was the life of a mortal couple.

***

Song Ziran left for only one day, and his heart felt as if he was scratching his cat. He was also surprised. After leaving that person, he seemed to be unable to use even the magic for a moment, and he felt boring whenever he did it.

Song Ziran, a veteran in love, didn't think that he was just out of his mind this time. He solved this matter in just one month. The female cultivator who had been in contact with him was resentful and wanted to cause trouble for him. He has been following him far away for many years, and he has a little trick. This woman's identity is a bit special, and she is the ancestor who is just like the ancestor of Nihua.

Song Ziran never attacked a woman. When he grabbed this old lover, he could even say hello to a gentleman. The verbal care was no different from the past.

The resentment in the woman's eyes seemed to be overflowing, and she cursed him angrily: "Song Ziran, you have no heart. I hope that one day you will love but not be able to suffer the pain I have suffered."

Since I have no heart, why can't I love you?!

Song Ziran was funny when he heard this. Unexpectedly, the woman was so angry that she died after she finished speaking. It was obvious that she had taken the wrong path in her cultivation and could no longer turn around.

Song Ziran seemed to feel something, and somehow a sense of uneasiness filled the cultivator's premonition was never without it. He attached great importance to the uneasiness that came out of the way, but gave up because he could not find the reason.

Song Ziran held her body and Su Ji, who had been with her for a long time, now revealed the whole story: "This girl was unwilling to let go after she was separated from you. She was practicing the authentic skills of the Immortal Sect, but I don't know why she had signs of being possessed by the demon. She was also a very high-level genius at a young age, otherwise she could not transfer Su Ji quietly.

But what else can you do if you become a demon?"

Of course, only by being abandoned, the inner demon cannot be eliminated by external forces. It is still kind and righteous that the immortal mountain has not eliminated demons and defended the way. It is probably because of the reason why the power behind his daughter is not simple.

Unexpectedly, after she left the Immortal Sect, she did not return to the family, but instead designed and framed her hard, trying to make Song Zi regret it. It was just because the deeper the love and the deeper the hatred, so she couldn't extricate herself.

Fairy Su Ji: "Do you like her?"

Song Ziran: "She is a very cute woman. I used to like her very much. When I was with her, I must make her happy every day, and I have never deceived her. Even when my feelings are indifferent, I have left enough face for her and not made her unhappy."

Song Ziran didn't understand why she was like this, just as when he didn't understand why Meng Zhao wanted to kill him when the relationship was so strong.

Su Ji lowered her head: "You claim to be picking tens of millions of flowers, but you don't really understand the woman. Fortunately, Su Ji didn't fall in love with you."

Song Ziran didn't say anything more, and worked with Fairy Su Ji to return to the first floor as quickly as possible. Instead, he went to visit the ancestor of Nihua, but broke into the 23rd floor with Su Ji's strange eyes, picked up the woman who was still in ignorance in the bed, buried her face on the other person's neck and acted like a giant baby.

The contrast between the front and back is enough to surprise Su Ji - it is often the ones who are obsessed with the authorities. She has seen too many men and understands that the word "Love Day" has always been undetermined by people's wishes, but it is ridiculous but there are always people who don't understand it.

After solving this, Song Ziran even stuck to Ji Wan. Seeing the cute Song Sansui too much, Ji Wan even thought she was a little cute.

The days were still colorful until the 99th year when Ji Wan and Song Ziran made an appointment. In this year, Song Ziran's realm had been consolidated in the Mahayana period, and he was the one who could dominate the country in this small world.

This year, Meng Zhao actually wanted to make a Taoist couple and invite everyone to watch the ceremony. Because there was some little cause and effect with the heroine Meng Zhao in the secret realm, Song Ziran and Ji Wan also went to watch the ceremony. Meng Zhao's Taoist couple was her senior brother. Although they had no contact with her in the ceremony, they could see their importance to each other in their words and deeds. A faint warmth lingered on the Taoist couple. The monk who was good at divination said that the two were a match made by heaven and would be able to support each other until they ascend to an immortal.

Perhaps due to this grand ceremony, Song Ziran had a sudden idea that he would ask Ji Wan to marry him, and he would handle it according to the witch clan's wedding method. It would take more than ten years to prepare according to Song Ziran's ability.

It was rare that Ji Wan opposed him without any rejection.

Ji Wan: "Be simpler! It's just a form. If you have to have a form of marriage, then follow the rules of the human race."

The marriage process of the witch clan really does not conform to Ji Wan's aesthetics. She just wraps her body with white cloth made of strange materials, leaving only eyes, mouth and nose, which makes her feel unbeautiful.

Ji Wan was scheduled to get married on the island of Mai's Island. She saw the five dogs who grew up here. He has become the guard of the island owner Mai, and often manages all things in the sea. He can be regarded as the most powerful figure in this sea area except Mai.

Only more than a hundred years have passed, and he is just an ordinary little demon. He has taken the right path in the path of cultivating immortals and has always been on the same day as the sky rises... It can be seen that mind and nature are actually more important than talent.

The newlyweds should not have met each other, but Song Ziran couldn't bear it at all. That night, the stars were particularly bright. The Great Medicine King Snake hugged his bride-to-be churning in the sea. The monkey was as anxious as a fool snake that had not passed away. Until his legs began to vaguely turn into a snake tail, he was slapped on his head by the bride-to-be with bright eyes as bright as stars.

Song Ziran definitely lived up to the words that he could make the woman happy. After calming down, he made the sea turbulent and rested in three days.

The demon clan did not have the saying that chastity, nor did it be possible before marriage. It was natural to go to this point. At this time, he felt that he was the happiest person in the world.

Until Ji Wan spoke.

The lazy woman after the clouds and rain seemed to be not sleeping with the one, but piaoke who had eaten and drunk enough, and smiled and said, "Song Ziran, after the last step, are you going to ascend?"

Song Ziran froze.

Ji Wan's white arms stretched out from the sea water and gently wrapped around the Snake King's neck, tightening it so that he could not turn around or turn his head.

Song Ziran's heart seemed to explode. He thought he was ready, and even if he was exposed one day, he would be fearlessly asked - but he obviously overestimated himself and was obviously not ready yet.

"I am the demon you planted in your heart."

Yes, this beautiful witch is the demon in his heart, the demon he planted himself that day. After getting the love of this witch, the demon's heart will rise and the Tao will become deep. Song Ziran spent a whole hundred years to exchange for a heart.

He succeeded, and then! The demonic heart has risen to the extreme. If it is not eradicated, what awaits him will become a demon.

The woman behind her spoke a little misty--"Then what? Song Ziran, what are you going to do with your inner demon?"

"Awan, I'll take you to ascend," Song Ziran stuck for a moment. He was all the people who took shortcuts to ascend, so he could still take his own inner demons to ascend. That was to let the two die together. He slowed down: "If it doesn't work, I'll wait for you to ascend."

He didn't say anything through his brain, Ji Wan sighed: "Song Ziran, I said that I won't cultivate immortality."

This time, Song Ziran finally realized that what she said countless times was true.

He hesitated.

He could not say that he had no sinister thoughts and never thought of achieving himself with a meager life.

It is also impossible to say that no matter what the future is, he will never let her go.

He can't say it because he can't.

Maybe there is no need to wait for one day in the future. If he can no longer suppress his inner demons in the next moment and faces the embarrassing situation of dying again, what will he do?

Will you kill her with your own hands?

"Awan..."

Song Ziran called out in a trembling voice. He didn't know if the woman behind him was crying. Just thinking about it made him feel distressed and unable to suppress himself.

He heard a gentle muffled groan, and then blood stained the sea water red, making him tremble. There was a familiar voice in his ears, faint, as if he had finally let go of something, so there was no strong emotion.

"Song Ziran, you have gone awry, I'll help you lay down a new one."

"I won't have such good luck in the future. This time, don't go wrong."

The tail sound faded under the sun rising on the third day, and a body of hard-wired magical powers reinforced the weak foundation of the king snake.

When the witch tribe died, it turned into spiritual energy and gave back to heaven and earth, and nothing could be left behind.

Afar, the man on the sea suddenly roared wildly, opened his hands to grab it, looking for something crazy.

But nothing is left.

***

"Work Log"--I never asked when he planted the inner demon, nor did I ask him whether he was sincere or not, nor did I ask him not to regret it after asking him. I used to be like an ordinary woman who was trapped in love, and wanted to let go of everything and stay... But in the end, these are meaningless, and I don't need to let him know.

At that moment, he hesitated, all the sincerity I had given was eliminated, and I let it go.

I am grateful for his gratitude, thanking me for giving me a hundred years of happy times. Whether true or false, I can chuckle out loud when I think about it.
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