To conquer the inner demons, a lot of preparations are required.

Zhao Hao went to a neutral place and sold half of the flame crystal on his body in exchange for some essential items.

After chatting with Lao Miao for a long time, Zhao Hao went to find Xue Lian and said straight to the point: "Aunt, I have a cultivation problem and want to ask you."

"You are much better than me now, do you still need to ask for advice?" Xue Lian was still as enthusiastic as a salesperson, but her eyes were a little sigh. The sunny and energetic young man in her memory has now become a thin, lonely and decadent young man.

"I don't know a lot of things," Zhao Hao regarded Weiwei's elder as his elders, and his attitude was very humble, and said, "I heard Weiwei say before that martial arts are divided into four realms: entry-level, small success, big success, and perfection. I didn't study it deeply at that time. Today I would like to ask you what the so-called perfection refers to?"

"This is very simple to put it bluntly." Xue Lian smiled and said, "Let me give you the most familiar example. The school exam has a full score of 100 points. If you get 60 points, you will be considered an entry-level. If you get 75 points, you will be a small success. 90 points are excellent and you can be considered a great success... As for perfection, it is 100 points!"

"Your metaphor is really easy to understand, I understood it as soon as I heard it." Zhao Hao suddenly realized it and then said, "It must be 100 points to be considered complete, and no mistake can be tolerated, right?"

"Yes, even if you get 99 points or 99.5 points, it means you still have flaws and you will still make small mistakes." Xue Lian explained seriously: "99.5 points, which doesn't seem to be much different from 100 points, but the small gap of 0:50 is a natural barrier from the perspective of our warriors. Success means zero mistakes and no flaws. Can you understand this?"

"I understand, thank you."

Zhao Hao suddenly realized that his first five levels of the Nine Heavens had already been perfect, and there were still minor flaws during the operation, causing some trouble. Xue Lian's words made him suddenly realize that at this stage, he was probably the top student who could score 99 points. He looked very awesome, but in fact he was only one step away and never was able to achieve success.

The perfection of the Ninth Heaven is much more difficult than taking the exam.

Either kill the inner demon or subdue the inner demon.

Zhao Hao has no third path to choose, which is the price he must bear if he practices the Ninth Heaven.

He has regarded the Nine Heavens as part of his life, and it is impossible for him to modify other evolutionary techniques.

Although Zhao Hao didn't remember how many secrets he saw in the Nine-level Heavenly Realm, he still remembered that he transformed into a seed, slowly took root and sprouted, and grew into a towering tree after countless disasters. The tree continued to grow, breaking through the sky, and pierced the barriers in the sky layer by layer.

Whenever Zhao Hao recalls the Ninth Heaven of that seed, he feels shocked.

Even a seed is like this, let alone a human being known as the spirit of all things?

Zhao Hao had no choice, and the evolutionary path he wanted to take was long ago destined.

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"Are these things the little vault of the inner demon?"

Saying goodbye to Xuelian, Zhao Hao wandered around the village, checking out several battle suits in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Those battle equipment have unknown attributes and are sealed in the corner of the sea of ​​consciousness, and cannot bind souls.

Zhao Hao is very sure that this is not his own thing, and it is probably obtained after possession of the inner demon.

"Senior sister said that the inner demon is my second soul. In this way, he can't use my original things except Brother Jian and this little treasury? Hahaha, this setting is very fair. I will definitely not use my own treasury!"

Zhao Hao's heart suddenly became balanced. He was almost certain that the lion's heart suit, the immortal battle boots, the Dark Night Walker, and the ancient pet Abao, which he had long been bound to, were another one that he could not use.

He summarized a rule: the things bound by the first soul cannot be used by the second soul. On the other hand, the things bound by the second soul cannot be used by the first soul. And Zhao Hao himself is the first soul.

This is like playing an online game. Under the same account, multiple game characters can be created. Some players like to experience different pleasures and have established small entries such as knights, mages, warlocks, and archers. Zhao Hao's body is that account, and he can log in to different characters. The weapons and equipment owned by the small entries are independent.

"You have a small account, but you dare to bully a large account? There is no one at all!"

Zhao Hao summarized his experience and became awesome all of a sudden. This guy kept doing it and bound the useless primitive battle equipment in the sea of ​​consciousness to the soul, and would never leave it to the inner demon.

"Brother is simply a genius. I have made up for such a complex setting. I finally understood the principle of the Taoist demon that Sister Lu mentioned. In fact, the principle is very simple. For example, I practiced at level 100 for the large number and at level 100 for the small number. If I subdue the inner demon, it is equivalent to giving all the experience value of the small number to the large number, so I will be level 200 at once... No wonder the Silk Emperor is so awesome, he is simply cheating!"

Thinking about his thoughts along the way, the haze between Zhao Hao's eyebrows gradually dissipated.

He is such a person. As long as he finds the goal of struggle, he can quickly start a positive and optimistic model.

Zhao Hao deliberately wandered around the village, which was quite refreshing.

Since ancient times, new people have changed old people. After half a year, the villagers have changed batch after batch. Only a few people still remember Zhao Ritian, remember that he was the designated successor before the cows and pigeons ascended. Most people have never seen him and directly ignored Zhao Hao.

This is what Zhao Hao wants. He only looks for new faces and uses himself to do an experiment.

God pays off on his will. When he walked across a street, several evolutionists reacted exaggeratedly.

Those people saw Zhao Hao as if they had seen a ghost.

One of them rubbed his eyes and suspected that he was dazzled.

The other man shivered, as if he had seen a devil.

There was also someone who was very brave wearing black-framed glasses and suddenly shouted: "It's him, he is the ice demon Ren Wuji!"

A stone stirred up a thousand layers of waves, and countless eyes were cast on the street, and the brave ones came over to watch the fun.

Good luck!

Zhao Hao was happy. He was not sure whether the inner demon brought disaster to his friends, so he simply tried it on the street. If the passerby on the street could recognize his other identity, it would save a lot of trouble.

He strode over and looked straight at Brother Glasses: "Who do you think I am?"

"Don't come over! Stop, this is a neutral place. Do you dare to do it?" Brother Glasses looked fierce and took a step back unconsciously, summoning the power of the masses: "Listen to me, he is Ren Wuji. A month ago, I saw him destroying the Green Snake Gang, and all the seventy-four people died, turning into ashes. I also know him!"
Chapter completed!