Shi Qing's practice went crazy, and she was about to die. She swung her sword and slashed, and the inner demon swept away half of her soul.
She breathed a sigh of relief: The soul is like a leek, it will grow back if you practice it a lot.
Five hundred years later, the doctor who treated her told her with regret: "With the three incomplete souls, I cannot ascend."
After searching the human world, Shi Qing stared at the face that was fifty-six times similar to her own, gritting her teeth.
Unexpectedly, Bai Yueguang, the common boss of the Immortal Sect, turned out to be the incarnation of his own inner demon.
Good news: After some planning, it was the 500th anniversary of the incident. Shi Qing successfully killed her inner demon and regained her soul.
Bad news: I didn't expect that today is the birthday of my inner demon!
So, under the collective watch of the immortal sect bosses, their Bai Yueguang was beaten to pieces by a strange female cultivator and turned into ashes.
Shi Qing asked a question online: I am in a desperate situation. All the monks in the human world are chasing me. What should I do?
Demon cultivators: The boss is awesome! Kneel down, kneel down! You are our king!
Just when Shi Qing was chased to the end of the mountain and had no way out.
A flashy guy jumped out and swept away many big guys with a sword.
Shi Qing: Stunned! Isn't this the little doctor who helped her treat her illness?
Little medical practitioner: Practicing medicine is dangerous, but practicing swordsmanship for self-defense is not too much!
Shi Qing: Damn swordsman! You really dare to do anything for money!
Intention: I have no control over my destiny
