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As the voice rang out, the old man's expression changed greatly. He was just about to form another seal and strike at her when Murong Leng casually took out a thin blade. His hand trembled as he stabbed at the painting.

"Stop! Female Child, quickly stop!

Mu Rong Leng raised his eyebrows and said calmly, "If you ask me to stop, then stop. It's too embarrassing."

"What a shameless Girl, do you know if you have any respect for your elders or for your children!" The old man scolded angrily, but the other party was indifferent. He knew in his heart that Girl was a ruthless person, his thoughts were meticulous, his intelligence was extraordinary, and under his pressure, he could turn defeat into victory, he was not afraid of being reprimanded verbally.

"Forget it, forget it. This Sovereign won't lower himself to your level." Don't you like those books? You can take them as you like. "

It seemed like he had noticed every movement she made ever since she entered this room.

Murong Ling acted good after getting the cut, and continued to draw on the knife, "There are so many books, I can't take them away, why not read them here?"

The old man was so angry that his beard stood up straight, and threw her a ring, "This is a Spatial Ring, you can store it, and after recognizing it as your master, you can put the book into the Spatial Ring and take it away."

The Spatial Ring's outer appearance was ordinary, with an oval shaped jadeite embedded on the steel ring, exactly like a normal piece of jewelry. No one would associate it with a mystical storage ability.

Murong Yi curiously fiddled with it, and finally put it on his hand. He discovered that the steel ring was a bit large, but with a flash of white light, the ring automatically shrank to fit her finger.

"How should I recognize him as my master?"

"What?" You don't even know how to recognize your master? " The old man was shocked. No wonder why she was so curious about those useless books on the bookshelf. It turned out that she didn't know anything about common sense. When he thought of himself falling into the hands of a noob, he got even angrier. If this was spread out, where would he put his face?

"Drop blood, and then the Spiritual Sense will refine it!" He added another sentence angrily, "How did Murong Ningyuan teach you!"

This was already the second time he mentioned this name. Murong Ling was inwardly surprised, but she did not ask him about it, following what the old man said, she dripped a drop of blood on the jade and instantly merged with it.

As for refining the Spiritual Sense … She probed into the ring with her spirit power and felt the strong connection between her and the ring. So it turned out that spirit power was called the Spiritual Sense in the mouth of cultivators.

After about fifteen minutes, Murong Ling felt that the ring had already merged with her, and like an arm being ordered. She knew that it had been successfully refined, and after probing inside the Spiritual Sense, he indeed saw an empty space, and it was more than enough to fit her into the villa from his previous life.

She quickly placed the book on the shelf inside. As for the painting, in order to prevent the old man from snatching it back, he also stuffed it in.

The old man was angry, but he could not tolerate her. Before he had fallen, he could have forcefully erased the Spiritual Sense from his storage ring, but now, he could not even kill a little girl, let alone snatch away the things.

He could only confer in a good-natured tone, "How do you want to return the painting to This Sovereign?"

"If you find my companion, I will naturally return the painting to you."

"Are you talking about him?"

The old man waved her hand and a mirror appeared out of nowhere. Li Cangmin's figure appeared in the mirror and he was currently sitting inside a block of profound ice. Suddenly, his lips moved, as though she was saying something, Murong Ling looked and was stunned, because he was shouting her nickname.

Ling'er.

"This kid has eaten this sovereign's cold ice marrow and is currently breaking through his Element Building Stage." The old man glanced at Murong Ling, "At this time, he is undergoing the heart demon tribulation. Moreover, the inner demon is you. "

The so-called inner demons referred to the flaws in a person's heart. Everyone's inner demons would be different, be it a person or a thing, or a hatred or obsession. There were countless inner demons. Some people had demons in their hearts because they had killed too many, and some people had demons in their hearts because they could not break their emotions. There were all sorts of demons in their hearts because they had killed too many, and some people had demons in their hearts because they could not break their emotions.

The old man already knew about Murong Ling's background, so he kindly explained some common sense to her before adding, "For all cultivators, they have to break their love and not be affected by the seven emotions and six desires in order to be able to cultivate the path of longevity."

Murong Ling felt that his words and actions were contradictory, and asked instead, "Then why did you say that I was ungrateful just now, and even wanted to kill me?"

The old man stared blankly for a moment. His expression became obscure and he did not answer her question. Instead, he asked, "Do you want to see his inner demon?"

Before she could say anything, the old man had already waved his hand, and the scene in the mirror flashed, and the secret room turned into a carriage. In the darkness, a man and a woman's clothes were half faded, intertwining with each other.

"Don't look!"

Murong Ling was embarrassed and embarrassed, she immediately blocked in front of the mirror, the old man completely ignored him and laughed sinisterly, "It's just a child playing around, this king has seen too many things, what's there to be surprised about?"

The white light on his fingertips flashed, the mirror raised, Murong Ling could no longer hide it anymore, and angrily took out the portrait in the storage ring to threaten him, "If you dare look anymore, I will destroy this painting."

No wonder this old man kept hitting her. He must have spied on Li Cangmin's inner demons to fight for him.

"Forget it, you are too stingy as a Girl. This Sovereign won't look. "

With a wave of his hand, the image disappeared. With the last glance, Murong Ling saw that Li Cangmin's hand had already reached into her chest, but she did not know if she should heave a sigh of relief or feel depressed. She looked at the old man angrily, "What's going on?

"This kid cultivates a cultivation method of my own, and then he entered my place. I want to see if his heart is as devilish as his palm or his palm." As he spoke, he glared at Murong Ling again, his heart filled with grief and sorrow. "This kid is a heaven warping genius, and is a good seedling who cultivates the《 Supreme Forgotten Heart Art》. None of the women in your Mu Rong Family have any good things that would harm this sovereign's disciple or disciple. "

Murong Ling was confused, "Didn't you say that every cultivator has their own inner demons? I am just a inner demon."

"How could those inferior cultivation methods be compared with my own cultivation methods?" The old man said arrogantly, "As the name implies, the Art of Forgetfulness is to cut off emotions and desires, to not stain emotions and emotions, to not touch happiness or anger or sorrow, to have a deeper cultivation base, to not be affected by emotions and emotions, to not be affected by the demons in one's heart, to have a cultivation base skyrocketing higher than others of the same generation, and to not be able to touch the dust between them."

Seeing Murong Ling's change in expression, the old man felt relieved and continued, "Anyway, you don't like this brat. When he breaks off her relationship, you won't feel sad and everyone will be happy."

"This is impossible!"

Murong Ling was dazed and confused for a moment. She refused to think about what it was, and coldly looked at the old man who was rejoicing in his misfortune. If it's like you said, the person who cultivates the《 Great Awakening Art》 will become a block of ice without any emotions, then where did your anger, joy, and anger come from?! "