The reborn beauty is pregnant again and again

"Later, a wounded Bifang bird came here, and I simply ate her." Nian Zhongjun closed his eyes, feeling contented. "Si Miao's dantian, Bifang's demon pill, and the abyss's demonic energy have all given me a perfect body. Now I only need one thing to get back to the top."

Nian Qingxi looked at such a strange father, feeling a little uneasy, "What else is missing?"

Nian Zhongjun opened his eyes, his burning gaze locked onto Nian Qingxi, "Your cultivation."

Nian Qingxi was horrified and wanted to escape, but was wrapped up by Nian Zhongjun's huge wings. All his cultivation was sucked away, and he was finally reduced to wrinkled skin and dry bones.

Nian Zhongjun's face changed back and forth, and finally settled into his appearance when he was young.

He has black hair and a handsome face, but his slightly red eyes are full of weirdness.

.............

Jiang Nanqiu propped up his head with one hand and stared at Nian Zhongjun who had just eaten his son in the mirror of heaven and earth. "He's possessed by a demon."

The God's face was calm, "This is the fate of the human world." He believed that Xuan Ri and Xuan Yue could handle it well.

Jiang Nanqiu hugged his neck and kissed his thin lips gently, "Then we can't interfere at all?"

The God's eyes darkened when he was attracted by her kiss, "No."

Jiang Nanqiu kissed him twice more, "How about this?"

God, "............"

After being teased for a long time, the God finally reached out and held the head of this naughty little believer, and invaded her sweet paradise without any explanation. Jiang Nanqiu was kissed so hard that she couldn't breathe, and her face was as red as a ripe peach.

If you are really worried about Xuan Yue and Xuan Jing, we can come down to earth to accompany them," said the God, "but if it is not necessary, we'd better not interfere with their training."

Jiang Nanqiu lay on his chest, still breathing softly, "I know, when are we going?"

".......after."

Jiang Nanqiu didn't hear clearly, "After what?"

The God kissed her again, and his actions showed what was going on.

Jiang Nanqiu and the God came down to earth again. More than ten years had passed. The two came to a remote town at the foot of Weiyin Sect Mountain and transformed into a couple. In the small market in the town, several disciples of Weiyin Sect came and posted recruitment notices.

There was an eight-year-old boy wearing straw sandals and patched clothes who wanted to go over to take a look, but was stopped by Madam Shenbai.

The little boy looked at his mother eagerly, "Mom, I want to cultivate immortality too."

Madam sighed and said, "You are just a third-level spiritual root, and you are not a royal descendant. People will not accept you."

After hearing this, the disciple of Weiyin Sect came over and said, "Auntie, you don't know this. Our sect is now recruiting disciples. We don't look at spiritual roots or talents. As long as they have good character and are diligent and hardworking, we will accept them."

The child's eyes sparkled, "Really? Then can you see if I can do it?"

The disciples of Weiyin Sect laughed, "We can't tell. Every disciple who wants to join the sect must be personally identified by the Son of God before he can be accepted or not."

Jiang Nanqiu joined in the fun and asked, "Can you improve the strength of your sect by accepting disciples with poor qualifications?"

The disciple of Weiyin Sect said, "Lord Son of God taught us that cultivating immortals is not for the sake of competing for power, nor for fame, wealth and honor, but for the sake of having a righteous heart and understanding the truth. Therefore, all those who are predestined with the Tao should be given equal opportunities to learn."

The God smiled slightly.

These words were taught to him personally by Xuan Ri when he was still in the Nine Heavens Temple.

He studies very well.

"Auntie, don't worry. We will escort your child to the Weiyin Sect for testing, and you don't need to pay any fees..." The disciples of the Weiyin Sect were still conscientiously persuading the woman.

The God took Jiang Nanqiu by the hand and continued to walk towards the center of the market.

Jiang Nanqiu sighed, "Xuan Ri and Xuan Yue are really amazing. In the past, the Weiyin Sect was full of chaos and no one would do anything without profit. Now, these children are very polite and have a strong heart for Taoism."

The God nodded, "Yes, this is the meaning of the birth of the Son of God, to purify the filth of the world with a pure heart."

There were people performing fire-breathing in the middle of the market, and many parents held their children on their shoulders to watch the fun.

Jiang Nanqiu stared at the children in a trance.

The god thought she was looking at the sugar figures and candied haws in the child's hand, so he quietly gave a gold ingot to a passing vendor and bought two stacks.

"Give."

Jiang Nanqiu turned around and was stunned by the two haystacks filled with candied haws and candy figures. "What are you doing..."

The God pointed at the thing in the child's hand that she had been staring at for a while, "Don't you want to eat this?"

Jiang Nanqiu couldn't help but smile, "No, I was just looking at the child."

"Look after the child?" The God was stunned.

"Well, I suddenly miss little Huang Chen." Jiang Nanqiu sighed softly. She suddenly turned her head to look at him, her eyes brightening. "How about we have another child who is similar to Huang Chen?"

The God was silent.

Jiang Nanqiu tilted his head and asked in confusion, "Don't you like it?"

"No," the God pursed his lips, "He is a bit noisy."

I don't really like those noisy kids who hurt people's feelings with every word they say.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!" The sound of galloping horses suddenly came from the market.

Many passers-by and ordinary people avoided it.

The God held Jiang Nanqiu in his arms to prevent her from being hit by the horse. But the man on the horse stopped in front of Jiang Nanqiu.

He is a nobleman with a romantic appearance.

He was riding on his horse, looking at Jiang Nanqiu with great interest, and was fascinated by her appearance. Even when he saw Jiang Nanqiu wearing woman's makeup, he did not shy away from it.

"Young lady, you are a real character! I am the son of the head of the Wanjian Sect, Xiao Jian. May I ask your name?"

Jiang Nanqiu and the God Lord looked at each other and told him to stay calm.

"I'm already married to someone else, so it's not appropriate for me to tell you my name." Jiang Nanqiu responded calmly to this kind of approach.

Xiao Jian looked the God up and down with disdain, "A gentleman will never take off his jade without a reason. Your husband doesn't even have a jade pendant on his body. He is very poor. How can he bring you happiness?"

He grinned and said, "Why don't you marry me and become my 30th concubine? I will ensure that you will enjoy a life of wealth and glory."

"Ten Thousand Swords Sect." The God slowly rubbed these three words between his lips.

Xiao Jian raised his head proudly, "Yes, the Wanjian Sect is second to all the sects, second only to the Weiyin Sect."

Over the past decade, the Weiyin Sect has regained its position as the leading sect.

Jiang Nanqiu refused, "I'm sorry, my husband and I love each other very much, and I have no intention of becoming his concubine. Since you are from the Wanjian Sect, then may I ask where the sect competition will be held this year?"

Xiao Jian was delighted. "You want to watch the sect competition? I can take you there and get you a good viewing spot. Do you want to go with me?"

With more opportunities to spend time together, the beautiful young lady will see how strong he is and realize how worthy of her this husband who only has a handsome face is.

The abacus is clacking loudly.

Jiang Nanqiu turned her head and glanced at her husband who "was only handsome in face".

The God was not angry. In his eyes, mortals were just mortals. What was wrong with having someone lead the way?

"Then let's go together." The God's expression was indifferent.

Xiao Jian looked down on him even more, calling him a loser.