The whole sect is full of cunning people, only I am really stupid

"Ancient killing array?"

Wuyou was stunned.

He looked at the remaining formation on the paper again and again.

There is no way you can tell that this formation is a killing formation.

Who is so vicious as to use an ancient killing array to kill a baby in its cradle?

Wu Xun nodded, "I've only seen it once, so I might be remembering it wrong."

Wu Xun also found it a bit ridiculous.

Maybe it was because it had been too long and he remembered it wrongly.

"If that's the case, is she in trouble?"

Wuyou asked.

Wu Xun told him not to worry, "She was able to grow up safely, which proves that the people who wanted to harm her let down their guard. Or maybe they thought Shen Ya was dead."

Wu Xun was more curious than this.

Why didn't those people kill Shen Ya directly?

"Didn't you bring back a peach tree? Let me see it."

Wu Xun thought of Wu You saying that he had brought back a peach tree.

The little guy kept looking for Shen Ya.

"At this."

Wuyou placed the small peach tree in Wuxun's palm.

The little peach tree sways its peach blossoms for an endless time.

It has lived in that small village since it was born, and the people it has seen are limited to those in the village.

I was full of curiosity about the two strangers in front of me.

Wuxun's spiritual power swept across the peach tree and he opened his eyes in surprise.

"Master, what's wrong?"

“…This peach tree is only fifty years old.”

Wu Xun had never seen such a small spiritual plant.

Unless they are the offspring of spiritual seeds, it is extremely difficult for ordinary plants to break away from their mortal bodies and become spiritual.

Even if one is lucky and grows in a place with strong spiritual energy, it will still take several hundred years.

The small peach tree in front of me is only fifty years old, but it has actually been reborn.

Could this be the direct descendant of those old guys in the demon world, who accidentally drifted to the mortal world?

Shouldn't.

If they were really the descendants of those old guys, those old monsters would have caused chaos long ago.

"Is it so young?"

Wuyou was also severely surprised.

He also knew how difficult it was for plants to become spirits.

I thought this little peach tree was very old, but I didn’t expect it to be so small.

"Bud, I want bud."

The little peach tree didn't care what the two said, it just wanted its buds.

"She's sleeping in there. If you make any louder noises, she'll wake up."

Wu Xun glanced at it.

I just feel that it is just like the little guy lying in the room, both of them are little troublemakers.

Shen Ya woke up.

Then Wuyou suddenly appeared, holding a miniature peach tree in his hand.

"Good morning, Brother Wuxun. Good morning, Brother Wuyou."

Shen Ya looked at the small peach tree in Wuyou's hand curiously.

Why does the little peach tree look familiar?

Wuyou waved at her, "Come here."

Shen Ya walked over and looked at him with her big eyes blinking.

"This is the little peach tree in front of your house. I went to your hometown before. The little peach tree said it wanted to go with you, so I brought it here."

Wuyou placed the small peach tree in Shen Ya's palm.

“Is this the peach tree in front of my house?”

Shen Ya remembered the peach tree in front of her house that suddenly blossomed overnight.

Her grandmother buried a jar of red wine for her under a peach tree, saying that she would dig it out as a dowry when she got married.

She didn't dare go home, nor did she dare think about the peach tree.

Unexpectedly, Wuyou actually brought the peach tree back to her.

"Thank you, Brother Wuyou."

The little girl's eyes were red.

Wuyou turned his head and said, "It's just a piece of cake."

"Yaya, be good and don't cry. I've also brought you a jar of wine."

The small peach tree stretched out its small roots, and several of the roots were entangled with a small wine jar. The wine jar was so small that Wuyou thought it was just mud entangled with the roots.

The daughter's red wine that she and her grandmother buried with their own hands.

Shen Ya hugged the little peach tree and couldn't help but thank it repeatedly, her eyes getting redder, "Thank you, little peach tree, thank you."

She thought she didn't have any of her grandmother's belongings, but fortunately, she still had one.

"Okay, little one, stop crying. Your face is all red from crying."

Wu Xun lifted the person into his arms and wiped her tears with some disgust.

"From now on, your future will be bright, and there won't be so much darkness."

Wu Xun turned around and asked Wu You, "When does the Ascension Conference begin?"

"About a month later."

"Let's change the route. Let's send the little guy to the Ascension Conference first."

Wu Xun loves the feeling of having a baby in his arms.

It was soft and warm, with a light scent of milk, and just hugging it made him feel much better.

"Can I follow Brother Wuxun and Brother Wuyou? Can Brother Wuxun be my master? I will be very good. I can cook, fetch water, and massage backs and shoulders. I am very capable."

Shen Ya grabbed Wu Xun's collar and hurriedly showed off her strengths, intending to make Wu Xun stay with her.

"Don't be afraid, everyone at the Ascension Conference will treat you very well."

Wu Xun lowered his head, his long hair falling down, and a faint smile appeared on his delicate face.

Even if it's just because of Shen Ya's talent, they will treat Shen Ya as a treasure.

What's more, Shen Ya's personality is not unpleasant.

"My Xiaoyao Sect only has a small hill, and we can't afford to support other people."

"I can grow my own vegetables. I'm very good at it." Shen Ya said hurriedly.

Wu Xun: "We are very weak and are just pawns in the world of immortal cultivation. We can't teach you much."

Shen Ya: "Brother Wuxun already knows a lot, I just need to be as good as him."

The girl was not young, but she was quite eloquent, so Wu Xun couldn't find an excuse not to accept her.

Wu Xun could only evade and say, "If you still think so after the Ascension Conference, I will consider taking you as my disciple."

Once the little girl realizes how popular her talent is, she might give up this idea.