At around 7 o'clock in the morning, Chen Yanren tiptoed open the door. The room was quiet. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He carefully closed the door without making any sound.

But when he slowly slipped into the living room, he froze. Chen's father and mother sat on the sofa with their hands in their arms. With the glimmer of summer morning, like two black silhouettes, Chen Yanren seemed to feel the tranquility before the storm came.

"Where have you been? In the morning, your mother got up and saw your room empty." Chen's father lowered his voice and asked.

"Didn't you promise us to repeat the exam? Did you sneak out to play last night?" Chen's mother was a little sad.

"I'll tell you not to believe him. I've only been a few days ago and I can't help it anymore. I hope he can learn well? Humph!" Chen's father snorted coldly.

"But..." Chen Yanren raised several breakfast bags from behind with a sad look, containing fried dough sticks, tofu buns and other items.

"I just can't sleep. I'll go running in the morning and buy you breakfast..."

Looking at his parents' unbelievable expression, Chen Yanren breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he didn't find it when he went to the bathroom in the middle of the night and could come back smoothly, so he became more and more sad.

"You have never believed me, and in your eyes I will always be a bad boy." He put the breakfast on the table and went back to his room without saying a word and locked the door.

Looking at the steaming breakfast, Chen's mother couldn't help but elbowed Chen's father again.

Chen Yanren, who escaped the disaster, finally had the time to take out the longer and straight Saratas from his trousers and study it carefully.

Theoretically, this magic sword has been bound to his soul during the process of traveling through time. With the method of this world, it can be included in his own world of mind. However, Chen Yanren has not yet improved the sound world of mind. Even if Saratas wants to get into his mind, he can only poke him to death.

Before he initially formed his mind, he could only try his best to hide it by his side. It was not a big problem to let Saratas suck behind him during the night walk, but it was very troublesome when he went home, so he had to take out the big sword from his crotch every day.

Soundproof note was laid, and the vitrified Saratas walked out of the sword. At this time, she was no longer the original image of the elf covered with black veil, but like a colorful diamond man, unable to see his face clearly, nor his iconic long ears, but the texture was not that hard, but more like a soft line and moving stream.

"Compared to peeling off the shadow just last night, you seem to have gained more from the demon?" Chen Yanren asked.

Saratas nodded and sat on the edge of the bed: "Under your guidance, I reshaped myself with the prototype of his transformation into a free demon, but in fact I had to have only the form, and in essence it was an ancient god from another world."

"But the sword that pierced the sachet made me touch the real demon, and with your true fire, I ate the demon a big mouthful." Saratas smiled proudly.

"The demon was also careless, thinking that he was invisible and would not be hurt by the entity. How could he know that our ancient gods are also great experts in playing with the soul. In just a moment, he was taken away by me by about one-fifth of his essence. Now, I can also say that I am a real demon."

Chen Yanren frowned: "Are you sure you took it from me? Didn't he give it to you on purpose? I don't want one day, you pushed one-sided glasses and introduced yourself to your name Bo Xun."

Saratas rolled his eyes and said, "No matter how I say it is a divine entity created according to the appearance of the external god. If I am eroded without knowing it, it will not be my face, but the faces of the old people."

Chen Yanren was still a little worried: "I always feel that it was a coincidence. I suddenly thought that you could reshape the body of the demon, and it happened to catch up with the incident of Yang Guifei. The conspiracy here was so strong that it was almost overflowing."

"What are you afraid of? The messenger is planning your drama. If you can't resist, then enjoy it." Saratas was already not afraid of boiling water, and said enthusiastically: "I not only snatched the essence of the demon, but also left a hole in the sachet. In this month, I have to absorb as much essence from him as possible, strive to replace him and become a new God of Unilectual Freedom!"

"You really... don't treat yourself as an outsider... The demon that others fear like a snake or a scorpion has become a buffet for you." Chen Yanren sighed and could only let him go like this, regardless of whether it was a chaotic move or not, the ending was already like this.

At this time, Saratas suddenly hesitated, and she hesitated and said to Chen Yanren: "You said, can the life of mind build its own world of mind?"

"Host doll?" Chen Yanren suddenly felt a little headache. Heart-like life is a manifestation of the transformation of heaven and humans after a monk entered the Nascent Soul stage. It is both a false spiritual creature and an entity that can interfere with the present world. If a heart-like creature is far away from the master and looks no different from the present world, then it is generally difficult for other monks to recognize his identity, just because this is a Nascent Soul monk's destiny to the heavens. Except for the mind-light and heart that can be inherited from the master, there is no difference between the present world.

Therefore, theoretically, life in the mind also has its own mind world, but because they are born into the mind of their own, their mind is often directly in line with the master's mind.

The Nascent Soul monk creates the life of the mind, and the life of the mind is also practicing, expanding the world of the master. In this cycle, the world of the mind becomes bigger and bigger and more perfect until he becomes a great crowd and leaves the present world.

"But if a life of mind has been living in the present world since its birth, and the three views inherited from the original owner are constantly distorted and rewritten, will it be a world of mind that belongs to oneself be produced? If it returns to the world of mind of the owner? What will happen to the two? The collision of the three views?" Saratas kept asking questions.

Chen Yanren's heart was thrilled: "Can the demon actually be the heart creature of Sakyamuni! It's just that it's free to stock outside for many years and leads to its rebellion!"

He looked at Saratas: "If you ask this, can you build your own mind?"

The latter nodded hesitantly: "When the moxibustion method was taught by you, I tried it secretly, but I don't know if it was because of the ancient god, not a human or a living creature in the mind. I could not build the world of mind at that time."

She paused and said, "But since I swallowed the essence of the Heavenly Demon last night, I suddenly felt a strange feeling, as if there was a dark and indescribable place in the body of this magic sword. I could easily open it and create and construct everything at will. I don't know if this is what you are talking about in the world of mind."

Chen Yanren spread his hands: "You ask me, I don't know. I haven't even left the novice village yet, but you didn't try it on my back? This is not like your style."

Saratas smiled cunningly: "Do you think I don't want to try it? If I can really build my own world of mind, maybe one day I can also ascend to you."

As she said that, her tone turned low again: "It's a pity that this magic sword is now more closely connected with you. If I want to open the unknown, I have to go through your consent, and I don't know who is its real master."
Chapter completed!