After the defeat of the devil, there is an extra child

"I'm just, Di, Huai... a leftover Nian, Di, Huai... died a long time ago." The little puppet was probably not used to being able to speak by himself, and he stumbled.

Jiang Yizheng asked Feng Zizhang in a low voice, "What is 'Nian'?"

Feng Zizhang also shook his head in doubt.

As we all know, when many powerful monks die, they sometimes leave a touch of spiritual consciousness or a wisp of spiritual soul nearby. The remaining spiritual consciousness can only convey information, similar to a suicide note that can speak, while the spiritual soul can simply communicate with living people , Spiritual consciousness can be preserved for hundreds of years, while divine soul usually can't last long, but no matter which one it is, it has no independent consciousness, and without exception, it will eventually dissipate.

But judging by the performance of this little puppet, it doesn't look like a spiritual consciousness, nor a soul, and even has its own consciousness.

Lian Ning frowned, "What the hell?"

"'Nian' is something created by the ancient powerful monks that is independent of their own consciousness. They cannot share consciousness and memory with their masters, but what they see, think and get will be controlled by the master." Chu Jun explained to him : "It can be understood as a puppet that has self-consciousness but is at the mercy of its master... As early as 3 years ago, this kind of magic has been lost."

The little puppet nodded and looked at Ning Xiu, "I... want to help... Di Huai, repay, repay his kindness, and fulfill his unfulfilled wish."

Chu Jun glanced at him indifferently, "What does Di Huai want to do?"

"Di Huai, think," the little puppet said slowly, "Give back half of Di Bai's exquisite bones to him."

Ning Buwei let out a sigh: "Di Bai's soul has long been refined into a sacrificial formation by him, who will he give it back to?"

The little puppet clasped his hands together, and said in embarrassment: "When he died... he thought Di Bai had been replaced by him, but Di Bai had already disappeared in the blood formation, and—"

He glanced at Ning Xiu, "The half of Di Huai's exquisite bones have long been exhausted because of his blood refining formation... I have been looking for it for 3 years, and the entire cultivation world is only left in those years, protected by banyan trees. It came down, a small piece of exquisite bone."

Although the puppet did not speak very clearly, Ning Buwei managed to cobble together a result. Back then, Di Huai took advantage of Di Bai and the banyan tree to retreat, and even though he took away only half of the Linglong bone and Di Bai's soul, But the banyan tree desperately protected a small piece and hid it in the heart of the dead tree, until it was discovered by Ning Xingyuan and Chu Jun 3 years later...

And Di Huai probably sacrificed the Linglong bone and Di Bai's soul to the blood formation, only to find that he also had half of the Linglong bone in his body, and wanted to exchange Di Bai back with himself, but the Linglong bone in his body was exhausted. Di Bai's soul had dissipated long ago, but he thought he had succeeded, so he kept this "thought" to compensate Di Bai who he "thought" had been exchanged.

Ning Buwei stared at the little puppet with a half-smile, and said mockingly, "What a big face."

"Since you know that Di Bai is dead long ago, why do you still follow Ning Xiu?" Chu Jun asked.

The little puppet said anxiously: "I, I didn't intend to hurt him! This child, yes, is the closest person I can find to Di Bai. He regards Linglong as the ossified person—"

"His closest person is his father." Ning Buwei interrupted him sullenly, and pushed back Ning Xiu's little head, which was trying to turn around, "Go to the underground to resolve the grievances between you, don't involve me son."

Ning Xiu hugged his neck and rubbed it, making his neck drool, "Ah~da~"

Daddy~ I want to see the puppet talk~

The little puppet floated in mid-air at a loss, and the Tai Chi seal above his head followed him like a shadow, silently exuding threats.

Chu Jun looked calm, "Do you know the reason why Ning Xiu's soul is unstable?"

The little puppet nodded vigorously, fearing that the Tai Chi seal on the top of its head would fall off, "The small piece of exquisite bone he used to make the bone, Di Rong smashed it and hid it in the heart of the tree in order not to be discovered by Di Huai... Although it condensed into a small piece later, there are actually many cracks.

In addition, the soul, flesh and blood used by Ning Xiu to grow the soul is not an ordinary fusion of yin and yang, which is equivalent to three souls and seven souls being born together, and finally falling into this small section of bone full of cracks... the soul Instability is inevitable. "

"If the small piece of exquisite bone hadn't been broken by Di Rong and then reassembled to leave countless cracks, the endless vitality stored inside would not have been continuously dissipated for 3 years. When Ning Xiu was born, the vitality inside just dissipated It is enough for a human being to bear, and because there are two people whose souls and flesh are enough to unite their souls and souls to make them adults..."

The little puppet murmured: "Sooner or later, it's impossible for this matter to happen at all. It happened against the sky. It's just that there will be a lot of trouble in the future, and my soul will fly away at any time."

Everyone looked serious after listening to it, but Ning Xiu was the only one who happily gnawed on Ning Buwei's hairband. After gnawing, he became interested in Ning Buwei's ears. He reached out to touch his ears, but couldn't find the right place. Rushing back and forth in Ning Buwei's arms depressedly.

Ning Buwei patted his little butt, Ning Xiu turned to look at him, "Da~"

What are you doing daddy~

After the little puppet talked so much, his tone finally became fluent, "Back then, Di Rong gave half of his banyan wood to Di Huai, and Di Huai gave me the wood that was still alive before he died, and I kept hiding it. In this piece of wood... was picked up by Shang Nuanwei by chance and carved into a puppet,

Linglong bone and this banyan tree have the same roots and grow together. This piece of banyan wood can fill the gaps in Linglong bone, so that Ning Xiu will no longer suffer from the instability of his soul. "

It turns out that the same origin in Chu Jun's hexagram refers to the piece of banyan wood that makes the puppet, which is indeed very close to the Linglong bone, and the balance between life and death probably corresponds to the "nian" left by Di Huai to repay his kindness. ".

It's just that no matter what, Di Bai is dead, no matter how much Di Huai repents, he will never be able to achieve the character in the hexagram.

It would be bad luck to die together.

-

Ning Xiu's soul was unstable before, first he had the jade leaves given by Yan Lanpei, then he took the soul-suppressing Liuyun from Canghailou, and later he used the soul-fixing pill and the sedative sachet, not to mention the daily Ning Buwei and Chu Feng. Jun had to take turns reciting the Anshen Mantra and spiritual care for him, for fear that the little thing would be lost if he was not careful, and there would be no place to find him.

Now that the banyan tree has been merged into the sea of ​​consciousness, the knife hanging over Ning Xiu's head finally disappeared. Although the kid was cheerful and didn't know what happened from the beginning to the end, the two fathers all relaxed at the same time. tone.

Ning Xiu was full of energy, turned his head to find the puppet, and wanted to pick out his own little bell, but halfway through he was attracted by the little blue bird that Chu Jun gave him.

The little blue bird is well-behaved and cute. It is beautiful and can sing. It is fluffy in Ning Xiu's palm, "Chirp~"

"Ah~" Ning Xiu stretched out his hand to gently touch its feathers.

so soft~

Ning Xiu and the little blue bird had a great time playing here, while Chu Jun and Ning Buwei watched the "nian" left by Di Huai completely disappear in the Taiji seal, but they didn't feel relaxed.

"Di Huai's blood sacrifice array back then was not successful because of his temporary repentance, but it never completely disappeared. The exquisite bone is the key to the success of the blood array. Now in the comprehension world, there is only this small section of Ning Xiu's exquisite bone left... You guys add more careful. '

Before the "thought" dissipated, he specially reminded them.

A vicious and despicable villain, but in the end he left behind such a "nian" and went around the world looking for a person who had disappeared long ago for more than [-] years.

If I knew this earlier, why bother.

-

Because the flying boat was carved out by Chu Jun in a hurry, there were still many places that needed to be repaired, so Ning Buwei and Chu Jun decided to stay in the Floating Realm for a few more days, and let the cubs who had been running around and had no time to practice practice for a while.

Feng Zizhang had just formed alchemy and successfully entered the ranks of Golden Core monks, but he always felt that his ability to form alchemy was purely lucky.

"Tai Zun gave me a few pointers, and father stuffed me with a few Jade Spirit Pills, and I formed the pills." Feng Zizhang looked confused, "I didn't realize anything."

Jiang Yizheng is still in the early stage of foundation establishment and has not progressed, but he is not in a hurry. Instead, he comforts Feng Zizhang, "It's okay, you realize it slowly, maybe you will have it after you give birth."

"That makes sense." Feng Zizhang nodded.

Although Yang Lingzhu is only ten years old, he has already built his foundation, but because he is practicing medicine, he doesn't like to touch swords very much, and he doesn't learn spells other than saving people. Most of the time he likes to stay quietly in the corner and study herbs. Seeing that Feng Zizhang and Jiang Yi were discussing the matter of enlightenment, they didn't interrupt, but just listened quietly.

Cui Yuanbai's body is the Ziyan Sword, so he didn't need to worry about his cultivation from the beginning, and the cultivation level of human cultivation is not suitable for him. Now the only task is to refine the Zifu in the knife for his own use.

Seeing Feng Zizhang asking himself, he said honestly: "Brother Zizhang, I can beat a hundred Golden Core cultivators like you."

Feng Zizhang: "..."

Yang Lingzhu asked him: "What about your father?"

Cui Yuanbai rubbed his nose, "Which father?"

Yang Lingzhu probably understands their complicated family structure these days, "You Ning father."

"Gold core monks like daddy—I can only fight half of them, and daddy's cultivation methods are different from ordinary monks. There are many strange formations and talismans. I will probably be sealed." Cui Yuanbai said.

"Then what about your father Chu?" Yang Lingzhu asked again.

"He will refine me into scrap iron." Cui Yuanbai said firmly.

other people:"…………"

On the other side, Chu Jun looked at the black mist that appeared and disappeared behind Ning Buwei, and put a small Tai Chi seal between his brows.

Ning Buwei felt hot between his brows, and said: "It doesn't matter, I should be preparing to conceive again."

"I've never seen you practice before." Chu Jun entered his sea of ​​knowledge and walked around familiarly, but was almost buried by the strong spiritual power inside.

Ning Buwei touched his nose in embarrassment, "Many of our evil cultivation methods like to take shortcuts, and you always overflow a lot of spiritual power...cough."

Chu Jun's great ability to cultivate to the Hinayana, even if he doesn't do anything and just stays where he is, he will be surrounded by spiritual power overflowing, which is equivalent to a walking spirit for Ning Buwei's evil cultivator who does not follow the proper path. Lida Tuanzi, he has been very restrained not to absorb too much, but after a few divine encounters, he can no longer restrain himself.

In various senses, Chu Jun is very appetizing in his eyes.

Chu Jun understood instantly, took Ning Buwei's hand that kept touching the center of his brows, and said seriously: "There is a faster way."

"Huh?" Ning Buwei was shaken by the sunlight coming in from the window, and narrowed his eyes.

In such things as spiritual communication, you will eat the marrow and taste at the beginning, the overwhelming joy and spiritual stimulation are indescribable, and the intimacy and entanglement between the soul and soul often have a trance illusion that the two are integrated into one.

Chu Jun's aura is everywhere, Ning Buwei accurately found his soul in the dense mist, viciously and eagerly as if trying to tear him apart, but this time Chu Jun didn't let him mess around, but took The mist and spiritual power that spread around him were all pulled over, and he whispered in his ear the practice of heart art.

Ning Buwei's originally enjoyable process suddenly became a little weird.

Almost uncontrollably, he recalled that when he was young, in the Introspection Pavilion of Wanxuan Yuan, in the late nights when candles were dancing, Chu Jun sat upright across from the table, his white clothes were spotless, and even his neckline had to be covered up. Behind the ugly mask, those incredibly beautiful eyes looked at him quietly, and would remind him in a low voice when he saw a mistake in writing.

His voice at that time should have been changed in some way, it didn't sound very pleasant, but Ning Buwei would always make a typo on purpose, and then he would hear him read it aloud without haste.

Then enjoy the whole night because of it.

Master Chu, who was meticulous and serious hundreds of years ago, is now close to his ear, whispering to him the determination of double cultivation in a hoarse voice, but he still pretends to be serious.

Those beautiful red phoenix eyes drooped slightly, Ning Buwei raised his hand to break through the flowing clouds, the surrounding spiritual energy rippled in circles, the warmth of the eyelids and the itching of the eyelashes came from the fingertips.

Ning Buwei's fingertips swept across the end of his eyes, across the bridge of his nose, and pressed between his lips, with deep eyes, "Teacher Chu, teach me next time."

Chu Jun's breathing became chaotic for a moment, he closed his eyes lightly, then reached out and pressed him into his arms, leading him into the thick mist and spiritual power.

Although Ning Buwei was very provocative and domineering at the beginning, after all, he was far behind Chu Jun by several realms, and he was a little bit overwhelmed later, but Chu Jun has been unhurried and at ease, without any signs of fatigue. He tried to use formations He ran back to his own sea of ​​consciousness, but was firmly imprisoned in place by Chu Jun's spirit.

"The surname is Chu!" Ning Buwei became angry from embarrassment, "Did you do it on purpose!?"

In the beginning, he was allowed to do whatever he wanted, but now he has no strength and can't even run.

Chu Jun laughed lightly.

The black soul was completely swallowed into the white mist. At first, he barely struggled to resist, and then he gave up on himself and drifted with the flow, letting the opponent do whatever he wanted.

In the end, in the irresistible joy, he listened painfully to Chu Jun explaining the whole set of double cultivation heart formulas in his ear.