Why do you always want to be my Taoist partner?

"Quote." Jiang Li looked at Ling Wei in front of him with a smile, "Sometimes I imagine love to be extremely noble, and sometimes I feel that love is extremely cheap. I laugh at those who believe in true love, and I laugh at myself who despises true love. I go back and forth, entangled and fickle, so I have done a lot of wrong things. I thought that if I lived casually and selfishly, I could get the happiness I wanted, so I was full of lies and was only good at deceiving. I thought I had long stopped believing that there was real love for me in this world, but I seemed to have overlooked that you have always been by my side."

"In the past, I never said the word 'love' to anyone, but now I want to tell you that I love you. I hope that we can be together in the future, and do anything, even if it's just sitting in a room all day without talking. As long as I'm with you, I won't feel scared or lonely anymore. I don't expect you to love me, and it doesn't matter if you reject me, but I will keep trying until the day you say you love me."

Ling Wei didn't speak for a long time. Jiang Li looked at her face. Her eyes gradually turned red, like a little rabbit opening its eyes. Jiang Li saw her tears dripping from the corners of her eyes. At this time, he began to panic. He came to Ling Wei's side, and Ling Wei raised her little fist and hit his chest.

"Hey, why are you crying all of a sudden..."

"Why are you suddenly so...serious..." Ling Wei's voice was tearful and intermittent.

"In fact, I secretly rehearsed it many times in my mind."

"Don't you just open your mouth to everyone?"

"But I only get nervous when it comes to you."

"you are nasty."

"I'll pay attention next time."

Jiang Li looked into her hazy eyes, gently hugged her shoulders, looked at her dewy eyelashes, lowered his head, and asked softly, "Can I kiss you?"

Ling Wei's cheeks turned red again and she closed her eyes gently, so Jiang Li lowered his head and kissed her lips.

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"Have you ever cheated on other women like this before?"

"No, I usually never ask if I can kiss you. I usually just kiss you if I feel it's right."

"What if the other person doesn't let you kiss him?"

"So it's about feeling right. Once you find the feeling, she won't refuse."

"Then why are you asking me?"

"Because you are special."

"Do you say that to other girls?"

"No, I swear."

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Jiang Li never felt that time would pass so quickly.

Today is six months after he and Ling Wei confirmed their relationship. After finishing today's live broadcast, he turned on his computer, looked at the manuscript in front of him, and suddenly he was in a daze for a long time.

Ling Wei's footsteps were heard. She had just finished taking a shower and came over to lie on Jiang Li's shoulder. Her charming fragrance approached Jiang Li's nose.

Ling Wei had stopped taking the medicine three months ago. During this period, Jiang Li had been actively accompanying her in treatment. Her illness had completely healed. Ling Wei looked at the manuscript on the table with a hint of curiosity in her eyes. "Eh? It seems like you have stopped taking the medicine for several days."

“Yes, because the story is finished.”

"No?"

"Because that story was a dream."

"So if you don't act like a scumbag in real life, Jiang Li in the story will become a scumbag?"

"In fact, the story is more than just a story. This story may be true." Jiang Li turned his head and looked into her eyes.

"it is true?"

"Yes, Jiang Li really had a past life. He really died, and then traveled through time. He then encountered his inner demon tribulation, and saw you again in the inner demon tribulation."

Ling Wei looked at him in confusion, then reached out and gently touched his forehead, "You don't have a fever either."

"I'm not kidding." Jiang Li smiled helplessly.

"You mean... I'm fake?"

"Ah."

"Is this world also fake?"

"Ah."

"So... everything in your story is true?"

"Ah."

"How strange." Ling Wei reached out and pinched his face, then pinched her own face. Everything seemed so real. She hesitated for a long time, "How about I accompany you to see a psychologist tomorrow?"

"Okay, but before that, can you please just pretend it's real and chat with me for a while?"

"Okay." Ling Wei nodded gently and sat beside his bed, while Jiang Li also sat beside her. He was silent for a while and whispered, "From the beginning I knew that all this was fake. I don't know who you are, whether you are a memory fabricated by my imagination, or a disguised shadow of the person who constructed the inner demon tribulation. But these things are not important, because I really hope that you are Ling Wei, and I can talk to the you of the past again and make up for the mistakes I made in the past."

Ling Wei wanted to say something, but thinking of Jiang Li's plea just now, she had no choice but to continue fooling around with him, "So... why are you suddenly telling me this?"

"Because I thought I would tell you sooner or later."

"So, if you had to choose between me and the girls in your story, who would you choose?"

"This is not a multiple-choice question, Ling Wei." Jiang Li reached out and gently stroked her cheek. "You are not the real Ling Wei, but they are real. I can never pay back the mistakes I made in my lifetime, and I can't rely on deceiving myself to make myself feel at ease, but I still have to move forward. I have already let down one girl, and I can't let down other girls again."

"But to me, I am real and they are fake." Ling Wei bit her lips gently, her voice unconsciously becoming aggrieved. Her eyes were tearful and full of worry for Jiang Li.

"So I said, this is not a multiple-choice question." Jiang Li reached out and rubbed her cheek. After several seconds, he suddenly laughed, as if he had succeeded in a prank. "Haha, did I trick you?"

Ling Wei in front of him stared at her blankly. Jiang Li reached out his hand and rubbed her little face. "How can it be so bizarre? Please, please, I just want to have fun and make you happy. Don't worry, I'm not sick in the head. I will always be with you until the day my hair turns white."

Ling Wei in front of her was still staring at her eyes. After several seconds, she reached out her hand and gently wiped away the tears from her cheeks.

"Then, after I die, you should go back to be with your close female friends, right?" Ling Wei asked this question out of the blue.

The smile on Jiang Li's face suddenly stopped, and he lowered his eyelashes slightly, "You are indeed not Ling Wei."

But Ling Wei in front of him laughed, "Don't I look like it?"

"Very similar." Jiang Li was silent for a while, "So similar that I never had the slightest doubt until you asked that question just now."

"It seems that my acting skills are not bad." Ling Wei smiled softly.

"Who are you? Are you my inner demon? An illusion? Or the one who created this inner demon calamity?" Jiang Li looked at her cheek, but the girl in front of him blinked and said, "I am Ling Wei, bastard Jiang Li."

Jiang Li looked into her eyes coldly, "Now that you've taken off the mask, it's better not to use her name anymore."

"But I really am Ling Wei, a big, stupid idiot."

The girl in front of him laughed, and her expression became complicated. She stretched out her hand and gently hugged Jiang Li into her arms. She leaned close to his ear and whispered, "So you chose them in the end."

"You are fake, not real."

"If I'm sincere, will you be willing to choose me? If you give up on them because of choosing me, then you are not yourself, Jiang Li."

Ling Wei gently bit his ear and said, "Congratulations, Jiang Li, you have broken through your inner demon tribulation."

Everything in front of the two began to collapse, darkness fell, and only each other was left in their sight, but they still maintained the hugging posture, Ling Wei hugged him very tightly, Jiang Li seemed to still be able to smell her fragrance, so pleasant.

"Aren't you going to hug me?"

"Does it make sense?"

"People always need to embrace something to know that they still exist. So what if it's an illusion?"

Jiang Li hesitated for a moment, but still hugged her gently. The real touch seemed to fill the void in his heart, but the girl in his arms gradually disappeared from his arms. The phantom finally raised her head and kissed him lightly on the lips.

Jiang Li opened his eyes and saw heavy rain pouring down in front of him.

His inner demon tribulation has ended, and his cultivation has officially entered the first level of the Spirit Transformation Realm.

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In a dark space.

The girl with porcelain-white skin looked at the darkness in front of her. She gently raised her hand, as if she wanted to hug something again. She gently closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes.

"See you next time... I'll have to wait a long, long time, Jiang Li."

The girl whispered softly into the darkness.

(End of Volume 2)

Chapter 204: Chapter Come Back Tomorrow

Gradually the rain stopped and the wind died down.

Jiang Li's eyes gradually regained clarity.

The heavy rain in Hanyuan Mountain has stopped. He gently shook off the water droplets on his clothes and began to look inward at the changes in his body. In the past, he had used experience scrolls to briefly enter the Spirit Transformation Stage, but most of the time he had no time to experience it before he had to give up his cultivation.

At this moment, he looked inward at his Nascent Soul. The Nascent Soul was already transforming into the Primordial Spirit. The biggest change this brought was the increase in the power of his soul. All the damage to his soul that he had suffered before had been completely repaired at this moment, and his original soul power had increased by nearly one-fold.

The stronger his spiritual power was, the easier it would be to suppress the Dark Moon Immortal who was always eyeing him covetously in his head. He still had quite a lot of experience scrolls left, and his current spiritual power should be enough for him to break through to the tenth level of the Spirit Transformation in one go without having to worry about the backlash from the Dark Moon Immortal. If it were more, it would have to be quick, as the backlash from the Dark Moon Immortal took time. If he broke through to the Fusion level, it would probably only last for an incense stick of time, and if he reached the Mahayana stage, it should only last two or three seconds.

The road of cultivation is long. After the Spirit Transformation Stage, it is the Void Refining Stage, where the original spirit can be transformed into an external body. After that, it is the Fusion Stage. During the Fusion Stage, one can initially master the world's magical powers. When the cultivation reaches the Mahayana stage, one can gradually perfect the magical powers mastered.

As for the ultimate realm of spiritual practice, the Most Holy Saint, when one reaches the Most Holy Saint realm, one becomes a part of the heaven and earth, and spiritual energy is almost inexhaustible.

He did not suffer any physical pain from the nine-nine thunder tribulation, but he definitely received all the benefits of the body tempering from the thunder tribulation. His body had undergone a nearly earth-shaking change. Jiang Li tried to lightly scratch his wrist with the Xuehua Sword, but it only left a faint white mark.

The Xuehua Sword is a genuine heavenly grade spiritual sword.

Jiang Li walked towards Mu Xuezhi's courtyard again, but for some reason, the hug when they parted suddenly popped into his mind. He still didn't understand who Ling Wei was in the illusion, but he remembered that the touch of that hug was extremely real.

He had always been afraid of his inner demons and afraid to face his past, but when he finally regained consciousness and went back to the past, and saw the girl's smiling face, he suddenly felt relieved.

There are some mistakes that he will never be able to pay for in his lifetime, and it is meaningless to think too much about things that cannot be undone. But he should move forward, because there is always someone waiting for him, and he cannot be trapped in the inner demons forever.

Stepping into Mu Xuezhi's courtyard, Mu Xuezhi was sitting at the tea table with two sets of tea bowls in front of her. Jiang Li came and sat opposite her. There was black tea brewing in the teapot.

"How long did it take me?" Jiang Li asked softly to Mu Xuezhi who was sitting opposite him.

"One stick of incense's time." Mu Xuezhi replied calmly.

Jiang Li picked up the tea bowl on the table, but was stunned for a long time. Everything he experienced in the inner demon calamity was so real. He remembered the scenes of that half year very clearly, but it turned out to be only the time of an incense stick.

The mellow aroma of the black tea that goes down your throat is slightly sweet, dispelling some of the chill brought by the rainy day.

"We can practice swords today." Jiang Li took another sip of tea, "The Sect Master only needs to learn my modified Mind-Severing Sword Technique."

"I created my own sword technique, but now I have to learn it from you?"

"For sword skills, you should learn whatever is best for you. Why do you have to be so arrogant? Don't worry, the changes won't be big. You can lower your cultivation to the same level as mine, and we can discuss swordsmanship for an hour every day."

“Just after my cultivation level was broken, you’re thinking of taking advantage of me?” Mu Xuezhi narrowed her eyes slightly.

"No way. I have only two words to say to the Sect Master: respect." Jiang Li drank the tea in the cup and then came to the center of the courtyard and took out the Xuehua sword. The moment he held the sword, the aura around him began to change.

Some time ago, he had roughly thought about how to improve Mu Xuezhi's swordsmanship. Now he could discuss swordsmanship with Mu Xuezhi while looking for direction. There was a hint of arrogance in Mu Xuezhi's eyes. She had indeed suppressed her cultivation to the first level of Spirit Transformation. They both stood in the center of the courtyard. The moment the first leaf left the branch, Jiang Li drew his sword.

He used Mu Xuezhi's swordsmanship, but he was extremely proficient at it, even not a bit worse than Mu Xuezhi who had been using it for hundreds of years. The swords of the two collided again and again in the courtyard. Because they both had the cultivation base of the first level of Spirit Transformation, Jiang Li did not hold back at all. He hadn't used his sword so seriously in a long time, and it took him several moves to gradually get into the state. After fifteen moves, his sword easily cut through her spiritual shield and landed on Mu Xuezhi's neck.

Although Mu Xuezhi suppressed her cultivation, her physical strength was not something Jiang Li could shake. Even the sharp Xuehua sword only left a white mark on her neck. But Mu Xuezhi was not willing to show weakness. After a moment, she turned the sword and stabbed Jiang Li's shoulder.

Her sword was of top quality and it easily pierced through Jiang Li's spiritual energy shield and landed on Jiang Li's shoulder. Before he knew it, a blood flower appeared on Jiang Li's shoulder.

But Jiang Li didn't look dazed at all, and the next thing he did was to pierce Mu Xuezhi's eyes again.

It had been a long time since Mu Xuezhi had discussed swordplay with others like this.

A thousand years ago, she was also a talented female swordsman, otherwise how could she have cultivated to her current level? In the past, she had no rivals in swordsmanship at the same level, but now that she was at the same level, she found that she could hardly withstand Jiang Li's sword.

Jiang Li didn't say anything, his expression was very calm, but the edge of his sword was like a violent storm. She gradually became overwhelmed and her breathing became faster. Jiang Li's sword had already landed on her wrist and lower abdomen several times, and she had only touched Jiang Li's shoulder with the sword once.

She once again concentrated and calmed herself, and began to look for flaws in Jiang Li's swordsmanship, but Jiang Li's sword had inadvertently scratched her chest and pierced through his spiritual shield. Although it failed to hurt her body at all, it tore a big hole in her shirt, revealing her slender collarbone under the shirt.

She finally began to admit that Jiang Li was clearly using the same sword technique as her, but in many minor details, she was completely inferior to him. She began to try to sense the sword intent when Jiang Li drew his sword, and gradually became absorbed in it. Drawing the sword became her instinct, and in her eyes, even Jiang Li's figure seemed to have disappeared, leaving only the light and shadow of the sword in Jiang Li's hand.

As expected of the once famous swordsman Mu Xuezhi, she easily entered a state of sword enlightenment that ordinary people could not reach. Every time Jiang Li struck out with his sword, he was also thinking about how to strike out better. The moves he fed to Mu Xuezhi were quickly broken by Mu Xuezhi, but he soon learned new moves. The two of them fought for more than half an hour without a break, until Jiang Li took a step back and shouted, "No more fighting."

Mu Xuezhi's sword stopped there. She felt like she hadn't finished yet. When she came to her senses, Jiang Li in front of her looked very weak. "I've run out of spiritual energy."

Jiang Li has always been accustomed to fighting the enemy with one sword, and rarely uses the sword repeatedly and changes his moves. At this moment, the spiritual energy in the sea of ​​​​qi has been completely exhausted, and Mu Xuezhi had no choice but to put away the spiritual sword. But after a moment, she found that Jiang Li looked at her with a strange look.

Mu Xuezhi frowned slightly. She lowered her head and realized that her black dress had been torn a lot by Jiang Li. Most of the torn parts were on her chest and waist. The fabric in those places was missing, revealing most of her snow-white skin, especially her snow-white breasts, which seemed about to jump out without the restraint of the robe.

No wonder Jiang Li had a strange look in his eyes just now.

But there was no trace of blush on Mu Xuezhi's cheeks. She tilted her head slightly, and her pink lips moved slightly, "Did you do this on purpose?"

"Every strike of your sword is like taking my life. How can I care where the sword tip lands?" Jiang Li answered innocently and calmly. Mu Xuezhi responded calmly and just glanced at Jiang Li calmly, "Then why are you still looking?"