Reborn as a girl, I will live forever in the world of immortality

When this thought came to his mind, He Ling subconsciously wanted to refute it.

Then He Ling realized something. She put down the storage bag, sat cross-legged, and circulated the spiritual power in her body for a cycle before opening her eyes.

Yes, people have gender, but things are objective facts. They will not change because of people's likes and dislikes, and they have no gender distinction. Who stipulates that all women must like bright red and pink things, and who stipulates that men cannot like these colorful flowers? After all, it is just a worldly prejudice.

She is a cultivator and is supposed to transcend the mundane world. It would be a bit obsessive for her to worry about these things.

After exhaling a breath of foul air, He Ling felt his heart become empty and clear.

She understood that she had just entered into a special state of enlightenment. Although this state of enlightenment could not enable her to break through the realm, it could strengthen her determination to cultivate, making her future path of cultivation smoother.

He Ling calmed down and savored the various feelings he had just experienced. Then he picked up the colorful storage bag in his hand again.

But to be fair, this colorful storage bag is much more pleasing to the eye than his plain white storage bag.

He closed his eyes and a divine consciousness penetrated into the storage bag. Although the residual divine consciousness in the storage bag was strong, it was ultimately like water without a source. He Ling flushed it four or five times and it was completely flushed out.

When his spiritual sense probed into the storage bag, he first saw several black dresses and robes, red hairpins, veils, and embroidered shoes. He Ling sighed in his heart, it was worthy of the Tiankui Sect where most of the members were women, and the spare clothes were quite complete.

After that, there were two flying swords, some medicinal pills, and some spirit stones, about 30,000 to 40,000 yuan.

However, these were not what He Ling wanted to see. As his spiritual thoughts went deep into the storage bag, a smile finally appeared on He Ling's face.

The jade-like palm was spread out, and in the blink of an eye, a piece of coral-like jade flake that looked like it was made of white jade appeared out of thin air.

This is the goal of He Ling's trip, the white jade moss. Moreover, there is not only this kind of spiritual medicine in Senior Sister Ling's storage bag. There are also three other spiritual medicines necessary for refining the Foundation Establishment Pill, plus a dozen or so spiritual medicines that are not rare.

I have to say that Senior Sister Ling is worthy of being a descendant of a great sect. She is much faster than He Ling in collecting spiritual medicines. She has only collected one or two essential spiritual medicines so far, while Senior Sister Ling has collected more than one-third in the same amount of time.

He Ling transferred all the things in the embroidered storage bag to her own storage bag. She took a look at the colorful storage bag and couldn't bear to destroy it after all.

Putting the storage bag aside, He Ling's mind moved, and a ribbon and a green bracelet appeared in his hand.

I picked up the bracelet and took a look at it. It was emerald green all over, and a green light flashed from time to time. I turned it over and looked inside, and then I saw three small words.

-Ling Caidie.

He Ling's heart skipped a beat. Could this be Senior Sister Ling's identity token? She recalled the scene of her and her junior sister fighting against each other, and also saw that her junior sister was wearing a green bracelet on her wrist.

It's obvious at first glance that Senior Sister Ling and her Junior Sister have a "sisterly love" relationship. The jade bracelet can't be a token of their sisterhood, nor can it be a family token. They don't have the same surname, so it can't be a token of love. After all, if that were the case, He Ling could only say that your circle is really messed up.

Then the only possibility left is the sect's token.

Thinking of this, He Ling frowned and raised her hand to destroy the object. After all, her fellow disciples might have a way to sense the token with each other. If other disciples of Tiankui Sect found out that she had the token in her hands, it would be bad if they thought she had killed Senior Sister Ling.

However, as he raised his hand, He Ling felt something strange in his heart. It seemed that all of Senior Sister Ling's things were here with him, including her spiritual weapon ribbon, her identity bracelet, her storage bag, and even the same clothes, jewelry, and even the same embroidered shoes in the storage bag.

Moreover, recalling the appearance of Senior Sister Ling, her figure was quite similar to He Ling's. The women of the Tiankui Sect usually wore a veil that covered half of their faces. If they were not very familiar with her and her figure was similar, they would probably not be recognized even if they got closer.

"Hiss", it seemed as if he was disguising himself. As long as he didn't meet someone acquaintance of Senior Sister Ling, no one from their sect would be able to discover him.

He Ling's mind instantly became active. She really needed a convenient identity now. After all, she was a casual cultivator without any sect or school, and it was difficult to explain why she had used so many methods at once. There were also disciples of Xuanyuan Sect here, and her methods were much stronger than most of the disciples of Xuanyuan Sect.

This was fine in the early stages, but later on, it was impossible for her not to use her own methods, and it was impossible for her to kill everyone present.

I believe that when she uses her tricks, more than one person will be interested in where she got these tricks from.

At this time, the identity of a Tiankui Sect can save you a lot of trouble.

When the time comes, you can track down Ling Caidie, a disciple of Tiankui Sect, and what does it have to do with me, a casual cultivator, He Ling.

The more He Ling thought about it, the more feasible it seemed to her. Besides, she wouldn't have to hide her methods like she did now, fearing that they would attract the covetousness of other cultivators.

Just do it when you want to do it. According to the appearance of Senior Sister Ling in her memory, He Ling first tied up her hair. To be honest, she should thank Qing'er. It was Qing'er who had been dissuading He Ling from cutting her waist-length hair.

Then she waved her hand and two red hairpins appeared. She inserted them into her hair and fixed them according to Senior Sister Ling's method. She changed into a black dress, took off her original shoes and socks, revealing a pair of small green lotus feet, and put on Senior Sister Ling's embroidered shoes.

After some dressing up, a "Senior Sister He" appeared.

After tucking the hair behind her ears, she looked at Qing'er.

Qing'er had been released by her before to be alert to the surrounding situation, so her body had become a little bigger. She leaned back and looked around vigilantly.

"Qing'er, how do you like my outfit?"

Qing'er turned around and glanced at He Ling, "Hiss."

“No difference? …Okay.”

He Ling was not discouraged. Qing'er was a spirit beast after all. She could judge people not by what she saw, so it was normal that she could not see the changes.

When they came to the edge of a pond, He Ling's face was reflected on the water.

She tied her hair into a bun, and the hair that was originally scattered on her forehead was combed to both sides, revealing her forehead as smooth as jade. Below were her eyebrows, her small and delicate nose, and her lips as red as if they were painted with rouge.

Further down, there are clothes.

She was wearing a black dress. The black gauze dress was divided into two layers. The inner layer was a normal light yellow plain robe, but the outer layer was much more fancy. It was a black gauze. The gauze was one size larger than the inner plain robe. There was a flower pattern every few meters on it, and the flowers were different. At the sleeves, the black gauze became wider. When you raised your hand, you could see that most of the black gauze was hanging under your arm, which made people want to see what was inside her sleeves.

But when it came to the sleeves, it was quite conservative, with a light yellow robe underneath, which almost completely blocked the scenery. But from time to time, one could still vaguely see a surprising hint of white from the cuffs.