"But I..."

My wife Shanyi covered her slightly swollen face, murmured with grievance and wanted to say something.

"But what?! You guy has to figure it out. The so-called dual personality is just you! What you have to do now is not to deny yourself, but to think about how to accept yourself and how to integrate your two personalities."

Wei Yun sighed and interrupted this little guy strongly. For such a weak, timid and cowardly person, he must set a goal for him in the strongest way. If someone guides him, he will find his own direction.

It’s not that Sangmao Ciwuro didn’t understand, but he didn’t find the right direction at all. Sangmao Ciwuro didn’t know about the dual personality, so although he worked very hard to help my wife, Simono, he didn’t have the ability at all.

"Accept myself? Fuse two personalities?"

My wife, Shanyi, covered her face, which had begun to become red and swollen, and looked at Weiyun who was high above with tears in her eyes.

This is a high-ranking person in all aspects, not only his strength, status and age, but also his height. My wife, Simon Yi, who is only fourteen years old, is only about 1.6 meters tall, while Wei Yun, who is twenty years old this year, is already 1.85 meters tall.

So Weiyun used his tall figure to cover all the sunshine of my wife, Simon Yam, who was falling on the ground, and let him be completely shrouded in his own shadow.

Faced with the atmosphere that Weiyun deliberately created, my wife Shanyi was indeed shocked. He kept Weiyun's words firmly in his heart and did not dare to forget them at all.

"Did you remember?"

Wei Yun continued to press down on his body, staring at the weak boy, with a very terrifying expression on his face.

"Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah!"

My wife, Shan Yi, nodded like pounding garlic, and tears burst out from her eyes.

"Okay, then that's it. You have to work hard. I don't quite understand how to integrate your personality. It's mostly up to you to change it yourself, but as long as you remember what I said today, persevere in doing it, accepting and trying, you will succeed one day."

Wei Yun clapped his hands and stood up straight and stopped harming the boy. He had basically confirmed that this cowardly boy would probably be hard to forget what he said today. As long as he had the idea of ​​denying his existence again, he would definitely think of today's scene and then scare himself to wake up.

"I will work hard and stimulate my good side! Become a person who can help others and become the pride of my grandfather!"

My wife, Shanyi, wiped the tears that burst out from her eyes, stood up and said loudly.

Sangdao Ciwuro looked at the boy in front of him with relief. The problem that had bothered him for so long was solved by Weiyun, which really helped him a lot.

"Okay, since the problem has been solved, I won't leave more, Mr. Sangdao, I'm leaving."

Weiyun was quite satisfied with this result. Although he did not fully help the boy solve his problems, at least he helped him find the direction and let him understand his state. This should be of great help to the child know himself and integrate the two personalities. Otherwise, with his original state, it would be very difficult to integrate naturally. He must rely on some particularly powerful stimulation to merge.

"Are you leaving now?"

Sangdao Ciwuro looked at Wei Yun with a puzzled look on his face and asked.

"There is still no guidance from Yu Yue, are you going to leave in a hurry? Is there anything urgent?"

Wei Yun waved his hand and said:

"There is no urgent matter. It's just that I have helped you solve such a big problem. Don't make things difficult for me anymore. I don't like that child. If you ask me to guide him, it's just a tough situation."

Wei Yun really has no good feelings for the child named Zhu Yue. The child's personality is too gloomy and not the type he likes. He always has a premonition that the child will do something bad, because through the child's words, Wei Yun speculates that he is the kind of person who uses any means to do things. To put it bluntly, he is a ungrateful wolf.

"Oh~"

Sangdao Ciwuro sighed, and my wife Simoni was silent.

"Then let it be. Since you don't want to, I won't make things difficult for you."

However, Ciwuro Sangjima also almost understood Wei Yun's personality. He is the kind of person who does things very well based on his personal preferences. It is very difficult to let him do such unwilling things.

"Hahaha, then I won't bother you guys anymore. Don't send me away, I'll leave myself."

Wei Yun laughed a few times, stopped the two of them from seeing each other off, and turned around and left casually.

Sangdao Ciwuro and my wife Simoni were sent to the door. Seeing Wei Yun’s tall and thin figure gradually disappear, they also turned back to the house. What happened this day had a great impact on them and caused a lot of changes, from all aspects.

After leaving Taoshan, Weiyun placed his next target on the beggar Ximing, because he only had the last breath of rock that had not yet merged. The breath of rock that symbolizes soil would add the last link to his breathing method.

After the last link was filled, the power he discovered through the vibration should also become complete. He felt that he had found a real way to use the breathing method, a way to greatly improve the efficiency of killing ghosts.

That is a by-product of his vibrational power, the vibration ripples of his breathing.

The vibration ripples of breathing are transmitted through the blood and the vibration of blood through the oxygen. In fact, it is to use breathing to drive blood vibration, thereby generating a rippling energy in the body. It is similar to throwing a stone into water and rippling will appear. Vibration of the blood will also produce a rippling, and the energy generated by this rippling is beyond the imagination of Wuyun.

After Wei Yun practiced this move, he instantly felt that he was wrong.

Is this the legendary ripples qigong?

When Wei Yun realized that he had unknowingly found out ripples of Qigong, he was shocked. What kind of world is this world?

Isn't it called "Demon Slayer: Blade"? Why is it JO-like!

Is there still a substitute messenger in this world?!

Weiyun felt that the three views that he had finally established seemed to collapse again.

However, considering what he has come into contact with so far and his understanding of the world, Weiyun can be sure that there should be no JOJO in this world, so Weiyun quickly calmed down and realized that he might have been a coincidence, or subconsciously tried this possibility.
Chapter completed!