I will eventually become a god

"Senior Sister Zhu, we heard what the master said before."

Xue Jing tried her best to keep her face calm and spoke.

"Consciousness is independent of the human body. Our consciousness itself and the physical body should be treated separately."

"——So, this is not my original intention, but the body's own reaction."

Zhu Shanying's face was rosy, with disbelief written all over his face.

She said amusedly: "You continue to quibble, Senior Sister Meng and I are listening."

Xue Jing: "..."

He sighed: "You also know that I am in adolescence. The most difficult stage in my life to control myself is that I am still seventeen years old and halfway to the stage of Dzogchen in adolescence..."

"At this age, when one is at risk of becoming possessed at any time, if one encounters a demonic saint or a righteous witch, he can't help but want to slay demons and restore the righteous path, causing the holy sword to unsheath itself. This is also very reasonable. Pretty logical thing, right?”

"It can be said that this is not my problem at all, but the body's problem, or even your problem."

Zhu Shanying was stunned by Xue Jing's sophistry.

She looked like she was getting to know you again, and curled her lips and said, "Junior brother, you shouldn't practice martial arts. You should become a lawyer, a litigator in ancient times. This mouth can confuse right and wrong, and play tricks on the world."

Meng Qingjiao next to him crossed his chest with his hands, slightly covering his greatness, with a blush on his cold cheeks that would not go away, and nodded in agreement.

Xue Jing scraped her cheek with her fingers and said awkwardly: "I just want to lighten the atmosphere..."

He breathed a sigh of relief.

After some arrogant speeches, the awkward atmosphere caused by the unsheathing of the holy sword was finally changed a little, and it was no longer so awkward.

At this time, Zhu Shanying suddenly pressed his bare hands on Xue Jing's thigh, raised his eyebrows and threatened: "Then I have to ask you, in your eyes, between me and Senior Sister Meng, which one is the devil saint and which one is the righteous witch? , can you make it clear?"

"Hiss—" Xue Jing inhaled in pain and quickly waved her hands: "It doesn't matter, it's just a metaphor spoken casually..."

"No, we must distinguish clearly!" Zhu Shanying gradually exerted force on his palms.

Xue Jing could only say: "You, you are a saint."

"Huh?" Hide Takeyama had a smile in his eyes, but he said in disbelief: "Do you think I am a demon?"

Xue Jing's mouth twitched.

I thought to myself, compared with Senior Sister Meng, you are 100% demonic.

"..." At this time, Meng Qingjiao stretched out his hands, held his head, and looked at him.

There was an inexplicable seriousness on her cold and pretty face, as if she was asking: Me, the witch?

Xue Jing looked at the shadows covering the sky in front of her and thought to herself, you are 100% a witch.

He said sincerely: "I'm sorry, I was just talking nonsense."

"It's all my own fault from beginning to end, please spare me."

Seeing that he had given in, Zhushan Ying snorted and said with a smile, "Junior brother is so indecisive. You have to be careful of honey traps in the future."

Xue Jing didn't reply.

Is this a matter of concentration?

He inadvertently glanced at Meng Qingjiao's trembling World Cup.

Who is not confused about this?

Which cadre can withstand such a test?

If you have it, you can also get it out of the sheath.

Everyone is equal before the World Cup.

"...So, little junior brother."

Zhu Shanying glanced down again inadvertently, looking away like an electric shock, looking at Xia Fei's cheeks on his palm-sized face.

"...When will it be sheathed?"

"This way... we can't continue to take medicine."

Zhu Shanying whispered softly.

Xue Jing: "..."

I don't know if it was his illusion, but I always felt that Takeyama Ying was hinting at something.

Of course, this is 100% an illusion.

He possesses [Visualization] and has strong thought control. Even now, he still maintains clarity of consciousness.

At this time, if you really say something strange, it will really be irreversible.

"...I'll leave the rest to myself. It's all easy to apply."

Xue Jing spoke softly.

"Then... just do it by yourself, Senior Sister Meng and I will leave first."

Zhu Shanying breathed a sigh of relief, but there seemed to be some vague disappointment in his eyebrows.

"..." Meng Qingjiao nodded. There was no emotion on his calm and cold pretty face, but the blush that still hadn't dissipated revealed the fact that there was still no peace in his heart.

After they left, Xue Jing moved the corners of her mouth and looked at the sacred sword that was still sharp, feeling a little troubled.

Isn’t this thing really ‘unsheathed until it bleeds’…

…

After finally using the breathing method of blood training in Shaking Armor Kung Fu, Xue Jing controlled the strength to disperse the gathered blood. After applying the medicine to herself, Xue Jing lay down in the heart-nourishing room and fell asleep directly.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already several hours later.

He felt the recovery of his injury and found that the skin all over his body was still itchy and painful.

"It seems that the injury was quite serious this time..."

Xue Jing thought to himself.

The previous time, he was cut by the cockroach monster in Ruizhu Hotel with many wounds that were deep enough to see the bones. He was almost healed the next day, and almost healed in about three or four days.

At this time, his fitness and health skills have improved compared to then, and his five major exercises have also improved. Logically speaking, his recovery power should be more exaggerated.

But now it feels like the recovery from the injury is slow.

Xue Jing touched her arm.

Then he used the Golden Scale Transformation, and dragon scale marks began to appear on his skin, which were densely packed, as if a layer of scales had really grown.

He pinched his skin with two fingers and immediately felt a strong toughness. When he pulled it, it felt like the skin all over his body was being pulled by this small piece of skin.

"The golden scales... circle the skin with great force, forming golden scales that connect the skin of the whole body together. It can disperse the attack and resolve it, and the skin of the whole body can bear it together."

"The larger the force-bearing area, the smaller the pressure."

"This is the secret of the golden scale skin's unparalleled defense."

Xue Jing sighed.

No wonder Li Qi said that Golden Scale Skin can restrain the style of Jinfeng Baihongjian, which turns fists and feet into swords.

They rely on the blade-shaped force with extremely small force-bearing surface to output. When they encounter the golden scale skin that can disperse and withstand the pressure, they will naturally stop.

It is worthy of being one of the five killer moves of the Hidden Dragon style, and none of them is simple.

"The remaining things that I have not yet understood are the 'Shaking Star Fire' which is about blood training, and the 'Ekukan Liu' which is about muscle training..."

"There's no rush, let's heal our injuries first."

Xue Jing sat up, got out of bed, twisted her neck, and did some stretching exercises.

There is already a bright moon hanging high outside the window.

"Go home..." Xue Jing said to herself.

…

When I got home, it was already twelve o'clock in the morning.

As soon as he entered the door, Xue Jing was stunned.

He didn't see the cat squatting on the ground to greet him as usual.

Instead, there was a girl with long black hair sitting on the sofa.

She was wearing a loose white men's T-shirt, and her lower body revealed a pair of slender white legs. Because the dress was too big for her, and the lower edge was long enough to cover her thighs, she didn't know what she was wearing. Still... not wearing shorts.

The small and straight bridge of the nose, the unpainted red lips and the narrow eyebrows and phoenix eyes formed a flawless and pretty face.

That face is very beautiful and unique, with an aggressiveness that ordinary women don't have. It's like the concept of "beauty" has been embodied in a physical existence, grabbing you by the neck and telling you to like this face.

However, the most eye-catching thing is the fluffy black cat ears on the girl's head, and the cat tail that is swaying on the sofa with a tail ring.

"Teacher Wan, can you turn back into a human?"

Xue Jing said in a gentle tone.

Ning Fengwan sat on the sofa, curled up, holding her thighs with both hands, tilting her head and looking sideways at Xue Jing with her phoenix eyes.

The lower half of her face was buried under her knees, and her specific expression could not be seen, and she let out a dull 'hmm'.

A few strands of hair fell from her forehead, giving her a touch of soft femininity.

"...At noon, I suddenly found that I could change back on my own."

Ning Fengwan said, with a hint of disappointment in his tone.

Xue Jing walked to her and sat down. He wanted to pinch her cheek, just like when she was a cat, but after thinking about it, he didn't reach out and just smiled:

"Isn't this good? You don't seem happy?"

When Ning Fengwan heard this, a hint of dissatisfaction appeared on her pretty face and she said:

"If I can turn back into a human being, I'll leave. Do you think that's good?"

Xue Jing looked puzzled:

"Why did you leave when you turned back into a human?"

Ning Fengwan rolled her eyes: "Why don't you leave me to support me?"

Xue Jing nodded and said with a smile, "I'll support you."

What he said was very natural, just like gossip, blurted out casually without any pressure.

Ning Fengwan just thought that he didn't understand what she meant. She shook her head and said softly:

"not like this……"

She paused and said in despair:

"You don't understand that just by being around you, I will bring you danger..."

The existence of Kande Security Company is like a big mountain, weighing on the girl's heart.

She felt like she couldn't breathe when she thought that once she was exposed, Xue Jing would be implicated and crushed by that giant creature.

It's time to leave.

I've been quite happy staying with the boy for more than a month.

It was as if I had really become a cat, carefree, just eating, drinking, playing and sleeping, without having to think about other messy things.

Although some embarrassing things occasionally happened... But overall, she was satisfied with this short encounter.

That's it, you always have to wake up from your dreams.

I am the leader of the Dragon Cult, not a real cat.

Ning Fengwan's eyes were covered with a light mist, and his expression was gloomy.

Xue Jing sighed softly.

"Don't look like an abandoned kitten."

"I told you, I will support you."

He spoke softly.

Ning Fengwan was slightly startled and looked at him, seemingly unable to react.

"You wouldn't think that I'm the kind of junk pet owner who just abandons his pets halfway if they find it troublesome." Xue Jing said with a chuckle.

He reached out and gently brushed the corners of Ning Fengwan's eyes, which were stained with mist, and there were some tears on his fingers.

"Now that you have picked up the cat and decided to keep it, you have to follow through."

Xue Jing hugged her gently and said softly:

"From the moment I brought you home, you were part of my family."

"If I give up on you and stay away from you just because you bring danger...then I will definitely lose something that is invisible but intangible, but very important."

"Stay, no matter any danger, I will face it with you."

"This is what family is about."

Ning Fengwan leaned on his shoulder and remained silent for a long time.

She suddenly closed her eyes, stretched out her arms and hugged Xue Jing, very hard, as if she wanted to rub herself into his body.

There was a moist feeling on Xue Jing's shoulder, as if some warm liquid was dripping on it.

The fragrance of the girl with cat ears lingered on the tip of his nose, and her crying voice came to his ears.

"Can I... stay?"

Xue Jing smiled and hugged her tighter.

"Of course, as long as I'm here, this is your home."

His tone didn't sound firm, just normal, but it made the girl's heart tremble.

"You can live here as long as you want."

Xue Jing's eyes were deep and she spoke softly.

…

I suddenly heard that Akira Toriyama-sensei passed away, and I felt mixed emotions. The people who jointly wrote my youth have lost another one... Everyone should take good care of themselves and live healthily.