Chapter 185: How to Remove the Inner Demon and Deal with the Person Who Created the Inner Demon

In order to prevent the Fengling Palace Master from really breaking through the cultivation level and coming out of retreat, Master He specially arranged two innate cultivation insiders, letting them hide among the elite disciples in case of emergency.

The reason why so many insiders were able to be won over was not only because these Fengling Palace disciples were dissatisfied with the rule of the Fengling Palace Master, but also because Master He invested a lot of resources and promised that after breaking through the Fengling Palace, they would be the masters and become the cooperative sects of Lanshan Sword Sect.

Now, this prepared plan was used.

"Master, be careful."

Seeing someone sneak attack, Mo Lingwei hurried forward to stop it.

Unfortunately, she was only the first level of the innate level, and she was in a hurry and could not catch up with the two people who were calculating.

"Stubborn."

Feng Lianyue, who was concentrating on dealing with Master He, felt the sneak attack from behind, sneered, and directly activated the magic sword in her hand.

A magnificent sword energy suddenly burst out, easily defeating the two sneak attacking innate low-level disciples behind, and Feng Lianyue struck at Master He in the air in front of her.

"Puff."

Master He, who broke through the battle, was in the air and caught the sword energy.

As a result, the sword energy was much stronger than he expected. It directly shattered the magic sword he got from the secret realm, and penetrated into his body, shattering his meridians and bones.

When it fell to the ground, Master He, who was ambitious to annex Fengling Palace a quarter of an hour ago, fell on the spot with unwillingness and relief in his eyes.

"Please forgive me, Palace Master."

Seeing that Master He, who led the way, died in one move, the Fengling Palace disciples who betrayed and some blue-clothed disciples knelt on the ground, and some Lanshan Sword School disciples and Fengling Palace disciples with blood on their hands fled down the mountain.

"Zheng."

With a sword sound, the magic sword with the ink-colored phoenix pattern fell a hundred meters ahead. Those who fled were injured by the sword energy, their meridians were broken, and they lay on the ground.

"Wei'er, I will grant you the title of Saint today. You will take care of the aftermath here. I will be in seclusion for three days."

Feng Lianyue's eyes flickered constantly. After leaving a sentence, she quickly flew towards the secret realm behind the main hall.

And the divine sword weighing more than 6,000 kilograms was still inserted more than 100 meters in front of the hall, shocking everyone present.

"Yes."

Mo Lingwei, who was crowned as the Saint, bowed and responded.

When the figure of the Palace Master Feng Ling disappeared, many white-clothed disciples present bowed and shouted: "Greetings to the Saint."

"All fellow disciples, please stand up."

With a resolute look on her face, Mo Lingwei began to instruct the disciples to take care of the aftermath.

Compared to the fierce methods of her master, Mo Lingwei's personality was much gentler, which was also the reason why she could make many disciples in the palace obey her.

"Hehehe, you woke up, it's all because of Wang Lang's sword, the sword energy is so magnificent and righteous after using it."

At this time, Feng Lianyue, who was sitting cross-legged in the secret realm, had a sullen face, and a voice sounded in her mind.

Just now, Feng Lianyue injected her true energy into the magic sword, which emitted a magnificent sword energy, indirectly suppressing the inner demon in her body and regaining her consciousness.

"Shut up, he is not Wang Lang."

Thinking of the scene where she took the initiative to flatter the "Wang Lang" before, Feng Lianyue was ashamed and angry, and she wanted to kill herself.

"Hehe, he is Wang Lang. Without him, how could my injuries be restored to their original state, and how could my cultivation be further improved. The Wang Lang in your heart will only steal the treasures of Fengling Palace and trap your cultivation in the sixth level of innateness, and you will not be able to make any progress in this life. Which one is the Wang Lang who cherishes you? Do you need to compare?"

The charming voice sounded again, with its own logic and strong confidence in her words.

"Shut up."

While circulating the true energy in her body, Feng Lianyue found that she could not find the other "self" at all.

The inner demon is born from the heart, and her innate seventh level cultivation cannot control her heart.

"What's wrong? Do you also think that the current Wang Lang is worthy of my love?"

"Impossible, I have hated that Wang for fifteen years, how can there be love again."

Feng Lianyue flatly denied the inner demon's statement.

Fifteen years ago, her heart was already dead.

"But, I remember that when you were healing, you also had memories. At that time, why didn't you resist?"

"I, I just..."

Hearing the inner demon tell the secret in her heart, Feng Lianyue didn't know how to defend herself for a while.

Before healing, the inner demon did not completely occupy her body and mind, but looking at the familiar face in her memory, Feng Lianyue also let it go, which allowed the inner demon to completely control her actions.

"Don't deny it, I like the current Wang Lang, this is a fact that will not change."

Listening to the voice that was of the same origin as her own but with a different charm, Feng Lianyue, who had no excuse, ignored it and concentrated on running the Phoenix Heart Sutra in order to suppress the inner demon.

However, after entering into meditation, Feng Lianyue still couldn't help but think of the four days in China in her mind.

It was as if the previous fifteen years were not as happy as these four days, and even the laughter in these four days was more than in her previous decades of life.

After an unknown amount of time, Feng Lianyue thought she had temporarily suppressed her inner demon, but was broken by the other party's words.

"I made an agreement with Wang Lang that after passing on the position of Palace Master, I would go to Jiangnan Villa and stay with him day and night. Now, the Saint Woman has been selected, and I can pass on the position of Palace Master tomorrow and go back to reunite with Wang Lang earlier."

"Impossible, Feng Lianyue's heart died fifteen years ago, and I am going to take the life of that Wang now."

Unexpectedly, the inner demon was so difficult to deal with. Feng Lianyue's eyes flashed, she stood up quickly, left the secret realm and flew towards the entrance of the hall.

Since she can't get rid of her inner demons, she can erase the people who gave birth to her inner demons, so that she can have clear thoughts.

It was already late at night, and the bright red mark in front of the main hall of Fengling Palace had been cleared away. Four disciples in white were standing guard at the intersection, as if the incident during the day had never happened.

However, there is one difference, and that is the divine sword inserted 200 meters in front of the main hall. The disciples on duty couldn't help but look sideways at it.

"Ding."

The divine sword that fell on the ground rose into the sky, Feng Lianyue's figure flew down the mountain, and a voice echoed throughout Fengling Palace.

"I am out for training. If I don't come back in three months, Saint Mo Lingwei will take over as the palace master."

"yes."

When the dozens of disciples on duty heard this, they all stood on the spot and clasped their fists in agreement.

"It's finally moving."

Wang Ren, who was standing on the flying sword in the air, noticed the actions of the palace master in white and followed him immediately.

In just half a day, Wang Ren, whose spiritual consciousness could cover ten kilometers, had eaten some local delicacies in the town at the foot of the mountain.

Although it is not as rich in ingredients as those in China, the ingredients without air pollution and moisturized by vitality, plus a little salt, soy sauce, and chili, still bring a good taste bud experience.

It is impossible to say that after peace is established in a different world in the future, tourism will develop.

Some irrelevant thoughts flashed through his mind, and Wang Ren watched as the palace owner in white changed into a four-horse carriage and headed towards the capital of the Dayong Dynasty.

Seeing the clear purpose of the palace master in white, Wang Ren guessed that the other party might have always known the location of the 'heartless thief', but he never went to find him due to his pride.

"Four thousand miles away, the Yong Dynasty's territory is much larger than that of China."

The next evening, Wang Ren looked at the capital in the distance and sighed a little.

It's not that his speed is slow, but because the four carriages of the White Palace Master are so fast. The other party still keeps changing to new horses in the city on the way, and keeps driving 24 hours a day, so that he can reach the four thousand miles so quickly. outside the capital.