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

"...The reason why the Tongtian Blood Formation completely dissipated was because the original restriction dissipated, but it stands to reason that Di Huai was required to take the initiative. During this period of time, the people who went to investigate at Wanxuan Yuan found a strange remnant soul. It completely dissipated..." Hao Zheng looked at the prototype of the small Tongtian Blood Formation in the room and the process of replacing the old and new prohibitions, and the Eight Diagrams Formation in the phantom was also slowly being repaired.

"Although Ning Xingyuan's method is dangerous, it cannot be broken or established. It is indeed a strange move."

"But looking at it this way, I actually feel that Ning Xingyuan's thoughtfulness is a bit scary." Shang Nuanwei said quietly.

Hao Zhengrao had an interesting taste: "Oh?"

"Hey, it's just a feeling." Shang Nuanwei stared at the blood formation and said, "Ning Xingyuan, Pei Heguang, and Chu Jun always give me a strange sense of similarity in some aspects... But I can't say Come."

"Probably they all like to plot people's hearts." Hao Zheng said leisurely: "Those who seem to be sentient are actually the most ruthless, those who seem to be ruthless are actually trapped by love, and those who look at the wandering outside and have nothing to do with the world are actually—"

"Dean, Jing and Taizun are here." Someone outside communicated.

"Please hurry up." Hao Zheng smiled, waved his sleeves and put away the blood array model, and said in a leisurely way: "In fact, I will go deep into the game and fight for my life with the sky."

Chu Jun came in and glanced at him lightly.

Hao Zheng stroked his beard that hadn't grown yet, and looked at him with a smile.

"Hey, if you don't go to deal with your big business in Chencheng, why do you have time to hang out in Wanxuan Yuan?"

Chu Jun said: "Wanxuanyuan is on vacation, come and pick up the child."

Hao Zheng suddenly had an ominous premonition.

Sure enough, Chu Jun said immediately afterwards, "I heard that Yuan Bai accidentally hit a young disciple of the Hanyan Sect?"

"...Beating might not be suitable." Hao Zheng said quietly, "He almost cut off his legs."

Chu Jun said: "So that's it, is there someone from the Hanyan Sect?"

Hao Zheng nodded, "Han Wujiu, the chief disciple of the Hanyan Sect, is waiting in the front hall. He said he wanted to discuss with you how to solve this matter."

Chu Jun said with a good temper: "Sure, I'll go see him."

After Chu Jun left, Shang Nuanwei patted her heart with lingering fear, "Is Chu Jun really angry?"

Hao Zheng put down the teacup, "Whoever let Hanyanmen die, deserve it."

On the other side, Ning Buwei stood in front of the disciple's house and waited for others.

At that time, the disciples of Wanxuanyuan came home from vacation, and the disciples’ dormitory was noisy and noisy. The female disciples had a lot of things, and some rings and bags were not enough to hold them, so they had to put them on burdens or sabers, laughing and playing. Naively, female disciples in twos and threes passed by the door arm in arm, some of them had passed by several times, their eyes flicked back and forth on Ning Buwei, and they left with a voice and laughter.

It wasn't that Ning Buwei wanted to find out, but that the sound transmission barriers of these little dolls were just like decorations to him, and their whispers fell into his ears verbatim.

"...You handsome disciple, who are you waiting for?"

"I've never heard of any female cultivator with such a handsome Taoist partner."

"You look so young, is that the seventh son of the Ge family?"

"It doesn't look like it. I've seen Ge Qi before, but he's not as good-looking as him."

"Mother, this waist, this leg, this face! You can't do this even after eating eight furnaces of beauty pills!"

"Hands look so good! Ahhh, he's looking at me! Go, go!"

"I'll take another look, the reflection stone is not finished yet, let's watch it together when we get back to the house!"

"Wuwuniang, I want to go to the Hehuan Sect, I want to find ten furnace cauldrons that are exactly like him to sleep in a row!"

"I hate it to death, what nonsense are you talking about... Our Hehuan Sect is the most dedicated!"

"Ah, this nose, this eye, this mouth, I want to kiss!"

"Pay attention, be careful not to be overheard by him!"

"What are you afraid of if there is an enchantment, hey, I want to sleep with him."

Ning Buwei coughed lightly, and stood a little further away from the gate with his hands behind his back, with a stiff face and no words.

These young disciples are really... out of order.

Just when he would rather not leave than stand nor lament the decline of the world, Jiang Yizheng and Yang Lingzhu finally came out of the disciples' dormitory with large and small bags.

Jiang Yizheng had sharp eyes and a loud voice. When he saw him, he waved to him from a distance and said excitedly, "Father! We are here!"

In an instant, the noisy and laughing voices around stopped abruptly, and Jiang Yizheng seemed to hear many heartbreaking voices.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"I don't accept it! How can it be like this! Wuwuwu was seduced by some female fairy and even wanted a child!"

"The child is about the same age as us, must be hundreds of years old, no, it's too old, I don't love it anymore."

"No, no, no, I won't accept someone ten years older than me! No matter how good-looking she is!"

"I want him to be my father."

"I think you want your father to break your leg..."

The feelings of this group of lively young disciples came and went quickly, and the chattering was completely childish play, and Ning Buwei was relieved when he realized it.

When they reached the door of the disciple's house, he reached out and took the bundles carried by Jiang Yizheng and Yang Lingzhu and put them into his receiving ring.

"Why are there so many things?" He stuffed one ring, but it wasn't enough, so he vacated another one.

Jiang Yizheng said: "There are a lot of things distributed in the courtyard. There are more than 20 sets of courtyard uniforms made this year alone, and they all have to be placed flat. Jewelry and magical instruments have to be placed separately, which takes up a lot of space."

"Daddy, did you bring the hairpin?" Yang Lingzhu asked, tugging at his sleeve.

"I brought it." Ning Buwei took out a small plum blossom wooden hairpin from his sleeve and handed it to her.

Yang Lingzhu took the hairpin and put it on, raised his head and asked Ning Buwei, "Daddy, is it pretty?"

"It looks good." Ning Buwei pulled the tassels on the earrings for her, and handed her the belt that Jiang Yi was about to wear, and said helplessly: "I will go to Licheng to live for ten days, and I will go to the city some other day. I'm back in Chencheng, I really can't wait for a moment."

Just to find the hairpin, he and Chu Jun searched through the land of Ningfu in Chencheng, but as expected, they were dragged into the soil by Dabao and buried.

"It's different." Yang Lingzhu touched the hairpin, smiled and rolled his eyes.

Jiang Yizheng teased, "That's right, this was given by Ge Qi."

It was the second time that the big devil who was carrying two burdens on his back had heard the name Ge Qi for the second time, and his whole body immediately became vigilant, "Who is Ge Qi?"

Yang Lingzhu said happily: "Ge Xuanyu, the seventh son of the Ge family."

"Wanxuanyuan takes the first place in the exams every year, and it's still a celestial spirit. It's amazing to be in the top 17 of the Tianji list at the age of [-]!" Jiang Yizheng agreed, "It's very, very good-looking, but I think it's too heavy. The third son is even more beautiful than him, but his cultivation level is worse."

"San Shen is the one my sister rescued last time?" Yang Lingzhu asked.

"Well, I'm less courageous than me. When I saw the python, I hugged me and didn't let go." Jiang Yizheng sneered ruthlessly, "Haha, what a coward."

Ning Buwei heard Qinglan Feng's tendons throbbing from the side, what's the matter with Shen Sangeqi, it's nothing more than giving hairpins, and he has to be rescued by his daughter... How decent!

The big devil suddenly felt that the hairpin was an eyesore.

"You still have to study and practice hard in Wanxuanyuan." Ning Buwei said earnestly: "Don't think about messy things before you have established your mind."

"Father, have I gained weight? Why is the belt so tight?" Jiang Yi was holding the belt and gesticulating on his waist, a little worried, "Everyone has a small waist, why is my waist so thick?"

Ning Buwei gritted his teeth and said, "It's only good looking if you're fat. What's the point of having such a thin waist? It'll break if you pinch it. You don't even know how you'll die in a fight."

Jiang Yizheng was used to being heartless, and when he heard Ning Buwei say that, he immediately felt relieved, "Father is right, the roast duck in Licheng Chengyunlou is really delicious, when we get here, let's hire a cook to cook it at home. You can also roast two sweet potatoes by the way."

"Furong Cake is delicious too." Yang Lingzhu nodded in agreement.

Ning Buwei, who worked so hard to carry her daughter's burden: "..."

No one heard the warning in his words at all!

He brought Jiang Yizheng and Yang Lingzhu out here, and Chu Jun brought Feng Zizhang, Cui Yuanbai and Ning Xiu to the flying boat, but Feng Zizhang fell behind and was talking to some disciples who were about his age.

Seeing him coming, Feng Zizhang waved to them, and ran towards Feizhou with his sword in hand.

"Father!" He didn't even leave the ladder, he jumped up neatly while holding the railing with one hand, and rolled over, his scarlet disciple robe drew a beautiful arc in the air.

Feng Zizhang turned around and waved to those disciples.

Not far away, the female disciple standing in the middle lowered her head shyly, and the disciples laughed jokingly.

Ning Buwei grabbed his neck and dragged him over, teasingly asked: "Whose girl?"

Feng Zizhang's handsome face flushed instantly, "Dad, what are you talking about, Daddy!"

"Tsk, people who are old or young don't call your daddy like your younger brother and sister." Ning Buwei said with a half-smile, "I look at her waist card, it looks like a talisman from Xuantianmen?"

Feng Zizhang blushed and nodded, and asked him in a low voice: "Father, can I bring her to Chencheng for a few days during the annual vacation?"

"Of course." Ning Buwei said: "As long as people don't dislike Chencheng's desertedness."

"I don't dislike it, I don't dislike it." Feng Zizhang was instantly elated.

"Look at your progress."

-

Ningbuwei's intention to go to Licheng this time was to worship Yan Jinzhou, but it just happened to coincide with the temporary holiday of Wanxuan Yuan, so he took the kids to Licheng for a few days.

Many people have lived in Chencheng this year, most of them are members of Ning Jiafeng's clan, and there are also many monks who come here admiringly and mortals who have nowhere to go. I handed everything over to Ning Jiafeng, and I and Chu Jun were also very happy.

Ning Xiuxiu, who was about to be three years old, was getting lively and active. He ran around in the hall of the flying boat with his bare feet. This Jindan cultivator seemed to have endless energy, and even the tireless Cui Yuanbai was walked to the ground. He refused to move.

Ning Xiu climbed onto Chu Jun's lap, looked at his father who was talking to his elder brother, and whispered in his ear, "Mother, can you give me a piece of candy?"

Chu Jun wiped his hands for him, and said calmly, "Ask your father."

Ning Xiu hung his little head bitterly, holding Chu Jun's hand and refused to let go, and said softly, "Mother~ you are the best~"

Chu Jun pinched his chubby face, and said slowly: "Then sleep by yourself tonight, and don't pester your father."

Ning Xiu, who hadn't seen Daddy sleeping with Daddy for a long time, lowered his head and thought about it seriously, then Nuo Nuo said: "Then can I sleep with Mother?"

"No." Chu Jun ruthlessly rejected him, and said kindly: "But I can give you three pieces of candy."

Ning Xiu seemed to smell the scent of Tangtang, and sat on Chu Jun's lap for a while, struggling, "I want ~six pieces of Tangtang~"

"Two yuan." Chu Jun didn't give in at all, and even ruthlessly lost one piece.

"Then I don't want Tangtang~ I'll sleep with my parents~" Ning Xiu resolutely gave up.

"It's late." Chu Jun touched his little head gently, "A piece of candy, sleep by yourself."

Ning Xiu: "!!!"

Cui Yuanbai and Xiao Hei were chasing Dabao enthusiastically, one was hanging upside down on the beam of the house, and the other had climbed out of the flying boat, and was dragged in by Chu Jun with spiritual power without looking back.

"Father! I sleep with my younger brother!" Cui Yuanbai ran over, sweating profusely from playing.

Chu Jun wiped his sweat with a handkerchief, and said with a smile, "No, you have to go to the Zifu to think about it."

Cui Yuanbai's cheerful smile froze on his face.

"Or wait until I tell your father how you broke the leg of that little disciple from the Hanyan Sect." Chu Jun said slowly, "Let him punish you."

Cui Yuanbai shook his head obediently, "Father, I face the wall."

Chu Jun patted his little head, "Don't fight bravely in the future, think about how you should fight this fight."

Cui Yuanbai looked at him half understanding and nodded.

Hey, didn't he not let him fight?

Yang Lingzhu and Jiang Yi were making decorations on the magic weapon, when suddenly Xiao Hei fell from the beam, smashed a long strand on the table, and started crying.

Yang Lingzhu and Jiang Yizheng didn't care about the magic weapon anymore, they hurriedly picked it up, but the scales on Xiao Hei's body fell off as soon as they got their hands on it.

"Ahhhhhhh what's going on!" Jiang Yizheng yelled in horror, his hand holding the dragon's head trembling and froze in mid-air.

When the others heard the sound, they saw a flash of light, and the crying little black dragon turned into a six or seven-year-old child, crying with tears, "Wow, it hurts——— "

Everyone froze in place.

"Where is the tail? Where is my tail? Where are my claws? Where are my whiskers?" Xiao Hei looked at his fat white legs and arms in horror, crying more and more sadly, and finally saw Ning Buwei wailed: "Daddy! My tail is gone!"

Xiao Hei usually pesters everyone, but Ning Buwei and Chu Jun are not children, so they don't pay much attention to him. Most of the time, he is wrapped around his wrist or wrapped around his shoulders and legs to sleep, and when he wakes up After that, he would jump around and find others to play with. Apart from getting into trouble occasionally, it was quite worry-free.

Ning Buwei looked at the little chubby guy in front of him, it was really hard to connect with the thin and long little milk dragon, the yelling of daddy made his head a little big.

He cried so sadly that he probably thought he was slim and wanted to slip into Ning Buwei's sleeve, but Ning Buwei picked him up and put on his clothes.

He was really a bit fat, Cui Yuanbai was taller than him but the clothes didn't fit him well, so he had no choice but to temporarily change Feng Zizhang's clothes for him to wear.

Xiao Hei lay in Ning Buwei's arms and cried heartbroken, "The tail is gone, the claws are gone, the beautiful scales are gone, I'm going to die!"

Chu Jun checked his pulse and checked it again, but found nothing unusual, but Xiao Hei hugged his hand, crying out of breath, "Mother, I'm going to die—"

"...I won't die." Chu Jun squeezed his chubby hand, the dimples on it were all round, and the whole dragon looked like a dragon meatball after it transformed into a human.

Xiao Hei hugged Ning Xiu, "Brother, I'm going to die—"

Ning Xiu stood on tiptoe and wanted to touch his head, but the other party was too big, so he had to give up, "No way~ I will protect you~"

"Woooooo master brother, you are so kind!" Xiao Hei was probably still a little confused in self-awareness, and hugged everyone present one by one and howled.

Cui Yuanbai was so strangled that he couldn't breathe, squeezed his arm, and sighed: "Xiao Hei, you are so fat, you must be delicious when roasted."

Xiao Hei shuddered all over, crying and hid behind Ning Buwei.

Half an hour later, Chu Jun and Ning Buwei fell silent as they watched Xiao Hei who was trying to huddle themselves together and asked Ning Xiu and Cui Yuanbai to help find his tail.

"How did you suddenly become a human?" Ning Buwei was puzzled.

"Seventeen states have never seen other dragons. When you arrive in Licheng, ask Rhubarb." Chu Jun said: "Becoming a person is not necessarily a bad thing. Xiao Hei has shown himself in front of people. It is inevitable that some people will have a wrong mind and change their minds." People are safer."

Ning Buwei nodded, and his sleeve was gently tugged.

He lowered his head, and saw Ning Xiu looking at himself with doubts, "Daddy~ what will I become?"

Ning Bu was puzzled: "Turn into what? Do you want to learn the art of transformation?"

Ning Xiu shook his head, "Xiao Hei can become a dragon with a tail, brother Huanhuan can become a knife and breathe fire, what can I become?"

"...You can't change anything." Ning Buwei told the truth cruelly.

Then Ning Xiu sadly ran to Xiao Hei and dropped the golden peas with him.

Seeing that he was so sad, Xiao Hei stopped crying, hugged Ning Xiu and said, "It's okay, I'll touch my tail when I turn back into a dragon."

So Ning Xiu became happier again, and it didn't take long for the little guys to forget their sad things and play together into a mess.

Ning Buwei felt that his ears were going to explode, so he covered himself with a soundproof barrier and hid on the deck.

It didn't take long for Chu Jun to come out to breathe, "Wanxuanyuan only has a ten-day holiday this time."

Ning Buwei felt as if he had been pardoned immediately, and the two of them leaned on each other's shoulders. He rubbed his fingers and put his arms around Chu Jun's waist.

Chu Jun turned to look at him, "Huh?"

Ning Buwei said: "Is your pure Dao heart okay?"

Chu Jun said seriously: "After going through the test, it is stronger."

I don't know which joke this sentence hit Ning Buwei, he laughed on Chu Jun's shoulder and trembled all over.

In the end, even Chu Jun himself couldn't help laughing.

Although it was a joke, Jing and Taizun were very sure of one thing.

He has lived for more than 1000 years, and he has never had such a peaceful mind as he does now.

A clean one, never afraid of bustling noise.

"Pear City is ahead."

"Do you want to drink fairy drunk?"

"...It's okay to drink lightly."

"it is good."

-

Southwest Kun Mansion, Licheng.

"No big problem, Xun Mansion's spiritual power is too strong, and his dragon core grows too fast, so he turned into a human in advance." Da Huang picked up the little fat pier on the ground, and was suddenly crushed, "Oh, why is this child so fat? ah."

"Huanghuang, I'm not fat." Xiao Hei said aggrievedly, "I will become very handsome in the future, many little female dragons like it."

"Baby, you are the only one left in the sky and the earth now, and there is no little female dragon." Da Huang sympathetically touched the round little dragon horn on his forehead that came out of excessive sadness, "3 The dragon race became extinct ten thousand years ago."

Xiao Hei's eyes widened in surprise, and he looked at Ning Buwei, "Isn't Dad a big black dragon? Isn't mother a big white dragon?"

Ning Buwei and Chu Jun: "..."

"No, they are human beings." Rhubarb couldn't hold him a little, so he put him on the ground.

Unable to accept the reality, the little black dragon burst into tears immediately, hugging Ning Buwei's calf, "Daddy is a big black dragon, mother is a big white dragon, little black is a little black dragon, younger brother is a little white dragon, elder brother and sister are raccoons. Hualong, rhubarb is a big golden dragon, so I am not the only dragon!"

Crying heartbroken and tears streaming down my face.

Cui Yuanbai tilted his head, "Xiao Hei, it's okay, I'm the only knife in our family, and I didn't cry."

Ning Xiu frowned and thought for a while, then said in a milky voice, "Xiao Hei~ I can be a little white dragon for a day~ but I have to be Ning Xiu tomorrow~"

"Wuuuuuuu Xiaoshan!" Xiao Hei cried out of breath, and the dragon scales on his forehead came out.

Ning Bu was afraid that he would be too sad, picked him up from the ground, and said helplessly: "Well, we are all dragons, I am a big black dragon, Chu Jun is a big white dragon, they are all raccoon dragons— —”

Ning Buwei paused, and almost got himself involved, "Why can the white dragon and the black dragon give birth to raccoon dragons?"

Chu Jun posted the Zhang An talisman on the crying Xiao Hei, "I don't know, maybe it's mixed color."

Rhubarb sighed, "This kid opened his mind immediately after turning into a human being. Although he broke his shell for three years, he was actually a chaotic one. He probably didn't receive all the inheritance. His cognition is wrong. According to the tradition of the Dragon Clan, it takes two hundred years to become an adult. , he is only three years old, and he has not been weaned logically, and in a few years the inheritance will be complete, and he will know it himself."

There was no other way, the whole family could only coax him patiently, and even Rhubarb was forced to change from a suan into a golden dragon.

Fortunately, the little black dragon was coaxed, and after a day of trouble, he became much better, and just kept running to Ning Buwei and Chu Jun to confirm.

"Daddy, you are a big black dragon."

Ning Buwei nodded, "Yes, I am the big black dragon."

"Mother, you are a beautiful big white dragon."

Chu Jun was silent for a moment, "...um."

Ning Bu was puzzled, "Why is there a decorative word in front of you, then I must be a handsome big black dragon no matter what."

Chu Jun smiled and said, "Yes, you are a handsome black dragon."

"Tsk, I'm not a dragon." Just as Ning Buwei finished speaking, he saw Xiao Hei running over again, and said helplessly, "Okay, I'm the big black dragon."

Only then did Xiao Hei leave contentedly to find Ning Xiu and Cui Yuanbai to play.

At night, Ning Buwei went to help Ning Xiu cover the quilt, but found that there was no one on the bed, and found him and Xiao Hei sleeping soundly on the beam of the room.

"Wake up, what are you two doing sleeping here?" Ning Buwei poked Ning Xiu.

Ning Xiu yawned sleepily, "I'm like a little white dragon~ I like to sleep on the pillars~"

Ning Buwei carried the two of them off the beam without knowing whether to laugh or cry.

Although he only got a piece of candy, he managed to sleep with his parents with Xiao Hei without Ning Xiu's knowledge.

As the night was getting dark, Ning Buwei leaned on his arm and let Ning Xiu's calf rest on his stomach, chatting with Chu Jun one after another.

"Did you see Zizhang on the flying boat today?" He asked Chu Jun.

"I see." Chu Jun said: "Those Talismans from Xuantianmen sent him all the way."

"I think that girl is quite gentle and steady." Ning Buwei smiled and said, "Zizhang said that he would take her back to Chencheng during the annual leave."

"Could it be too early?" Chu Jun tucked the quilt away for Xiao Hei and Ning Xiu, "Zizhang is only too old."

"Then I can't stop the girl from coming." Ning Buwei turned to look at him and said, "If Ning Xiu and the others grow up and bring the girl back, tsk."

Chu Jun glanced at Ning Xiu who was blushing while sleeping, "How old is Ning Xiu?"

"The young disciples in other aristocratic sects are settled at the earliest age of two or thirty, and at the latest they are delayed until two or three hundred years old." Ning Buwei teased: "You only find a Taoist partner when you are more than 30 years old. It's too early."

Chu Jun was silent for a moment and said, "You didn't drag it until you were over 500 years old."

"That's why I haven't met you." Ning Buwei yawned lazily, "If you haven't retreated for 500 years, I would have chased you at the age of 16."

Chu Jun's brows moved slightly, "I've already caught up with you."

Ning Buwei was a little sleepy, and raised his eyelids to look at him, "What did you say?"

"It's nothing." Chu Jun's gentle and steady voice came into his ears in the night, "Go to sleep."

Ning Buwei's eyelids became heavy, and he muttered, "When do you think Ning Xiu will grow up..."

Chu Jun looked at him and the sleeping child between the two of them gently with his arms resting on his pillow, and stretched out his hand to rub Ning Buwei's hair.

"quickly."

a few days later.

Floating Realm.

Although Yan Jinzhou's body dissipated, the entire tomb was still safe and sound. When Ning Buwei and Chu Jun arrived, they saw a string of Buddhist beads in front of the stele.

It has been more than a year since the battle of Shen Yueshan, and this string of prayer beads has also shed a lot of dust and was submerged in the weeds.

But if you look carefully, it doesn't look like Buddhist beads, but a string of beads made of some kind of wood. There is one in it that is particularly dark in color, like the deep color of sandalwood.

"It's a round bead that condenses memories." Chu Jun said, "It's very similar to the one your master left in the tomb before."

But obviously, the owner of this memory bead is someone else.

Ning Buwei didn't know much about what happened between Ming Sang and Yan Jinzhou, nor did he understand the meaning of the string of beads, but he couldn't bear it and buried the string of beads with memories in Yan Jinzhou's tomb middle.

You can't share the same quilt in life, but you can share the same acupuncture point in death, forget about Yan Jinzhou's obsession.

Coming out of the floating realm, Ning Buwei and Chu Jun returned to the flying boat waiting outside.

Today is the day for the children to return to Wanxuanyuan. Ning Buwei and Chu Jun plan to send them back to Wanxuanyuan first, and then go to Zhenfu Wushizong. I heard that Chu Yi and the others encountered some troubles there. , and finally return to Chencheng through Ningcheng, Xunfu.

But in Licheng a few days ago, the children were playing like crazy, and Ning Buwei and Chu Jun were happy and ignored it. The result was that the older ones were crazily making up for the homework that had fallen in the past few days.

Feng Zizhang and Jiang Yi painted formations and talisman papers with pale faces, Yang Lingzhu cast spells continuously on the medicine cauldron on the table in an attempt to speed up, Cui Yuanbai scratched his ears and cheeks and copied a thick stack of books, and only after a stick of incense passed through did he turn them over. one page.

Ning Xiu and Xiao Hei sat on the floor playing with rhubarb's flicking tails, but they didn't suffer from the pain of catching up with schoolwork, which made Feng Zizhang envious and jealous.

"Father—Tai Zun—let the flying boat go slower! Please!" Jiang Yizheng wailed while drawing rapidly.

Papers were flying around on Feng Zizhang's desk, "It's over, it's over! The headmaster will beat me to death!"

"Daddy, I don't want to copy anymore, can you copy for me?" Cui Yuanbai laughed bitterly.

Ning Buwei smiled and said: "What did you say when I urged you to do it yesterday? Don't worry, there is still time?"

Chu Jun said indifferently: "People have to bear the corresponding consequences for what they have done."

"Oh——" Rhubarb jumped up from the ground in a jerk, and turned into an uncle who sat on the ground and picked up a cub with one hand, "Which one of you bit the master's tail!?"

"Oh~" Ning Xiu tilted his head innocently.

"Oh!" Xiao Hei followed Ning Xiu's example and tilted his head.

Da Huang opened his bloody mouth wide open, and threatened: "If you dare to bite me again, I will throw you into the deep mountains and old forests!"

"clatter?"

There was a lot of noise and excitement in the cabin, and the small flying boat pierced through the layered clouds, passed by countless birds, and flew slowly towards the direction of Wanxuanyuan.

Under the sky, the mountains are endless, and the endless river is rolling eastward. On the land that has regained its vitality and tranquility, countless monks and mortals are busy, building a vast world of mortals.

In Wanxuan Yuan, countless young disciples walked into the island vigorously, the sound of reading aloud read indistinctly in the sound of the waves, and the monk Hao Zheng and Nuanwei were preparing for the new admission with the teachers, but received A letter has arrived.

Xie Chang'an and Xie Changming were escorted into the courtyard by their uncle and aunt. Xie Zhi stared at the two cubs while receiving the letter in a state of distress, and was stunned for a moment after seeing the lines on it clearly.

On the site of Lundao Mountain, after Yinan and Zhong'er paid homage to Master Sang Yun, they saw Sang Tian, ​​the owner of the Canghai Building standing in front of him, looking at the pattern of the Chongzheng League on the envelope, and reached out to take it.

Amidst the mist and mist, in the deep mountain temple, the voice of the Buddha was wafting. The young abbot led many disciples to welcome back Zen Master Mingsang's relic. As soon as he stood up, a letter fell on his palm.

The two brothers Wei Xuesong and Wei Qingquan stood in the pool of blood, looking at the countless lifeless corpses around them, and pinched a corner of the envelope with their blood-stained hands.

Among the fragrant and powdery flowers of Yingge Yanwu, Qing Mian leaned on several handsome male pets, and slowly opened the envelope.

Unfolding the letter paper, Jimo Hongcai glanced at it quickly, then handed it to Jimo Yuan who was seated...

Almost at the same time, the rulers of countless sects and aristocratic families in the seventeen states all received an envelope from the Chongzheng League. There was only a thin piece of paper in it. There were only a few words on the paper, but many people who read the letter His complexion changed drastically.

The flying boat stopped at the top of Shenyue Mountain.

Ning Buwei took the letter paper from Chu Jun, glanced at it twice, then crumbled the letter paper and threw it out.

Rhubarb squatted on the railing, looked at the luxuriant Shenyue Mountain and the Ning Mansion in the distance, which was being restored, and continued: "...Although it can distort time and space, even I don't know if this method will work, I was a little careless People will be folded inside and can't get out, and I will die if I take it with me, so I have never used it. At most, it will distort the space when I am in a hurry, but it will compress a day's journey into a stick of incense."

"I was so courageous once in my life. Under the persuasion of Sang Yun and Ning Xingyuan, I let Ning Xingyuan try it. I finally waited for Ning Xingyuan to come back with fear and fear. He didn't say it was unsuccessful, just There he smiled and said something."

"What did he say?" Ning Buwei asked.

"He only said two words." Rhubarb recalled.

At that time, Ning Xingyuan couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry. The gentle and jade-like young man stood there and sighed, "Fortunately."

It seemed sad, but also relieved.

A scene that Ning Buwei had forgotten in the depths of his memory finally slowly surfaced. He grasped this scene keenly, and then suddenly realized, laughed twice, and then sighed, "I see."

Chu Jun asked, "How?"

The flying boat lifted off slowly, and Ning Buwei looked at the Danhuai Courtyard in the distance, as if through the impassable time and space, he saw Ning Xingyuan who was cooking snow and tea inside.

"I remembered why I wanted to steal Linglong bones."

three years ago.

Ning Buwei managed to get rid of the three sisters of Hehuan Zong Muqi who were entangled with him, and was going to Dui Mansion to relax. On the way, he uncovered a foothold of the Chongzheng League in Jinzhou and killed two disciples of Huang Haizong who were following him .

Occasionally, the devil needs to rest, so he goes to a teahouse to drink tea and listen to stories.

There were people coming and going in the hall, and it was very noisy. The storyteller on the stage was telling the story of the collapse of the Xun Mansion and the Ning Family 500 years ago, probably because of a lot of artistic processing, and the story was full of ups and downs.

He removed the shapeshifting technique on a whim, relying on the fact that no one knew him, he leisurely drank tea and ate snacks, lazily leaning on the chair and listening to stories.

"Fellow Taoist, is it convenient for us to set up a table?" A hoarse and rough voice sounded from the side.

This man was smeared with a strong smell of blood, and his whole body was tightly wrapped in a gray robe, not even a hair was exposed, so he looked very suspicious.

Ning Buwei frowned, thinking that it was someone who was not good at looking for a beating, and before he refused harshly, the other party sat opposite him calmly.

He neither drank tea nor ate snacks, just patiently listened to the storyteller's story for a while, then asked Ning Buwei on the opposite side: "Is Ning Xingyuan dead?"

Ning Buwei sneered: "Nonsense, I've been dead for 500 years."

The person on the opposite side was silent for a moment, then asked again: "The people in the Xun Mansion are also dead?"

"Didn't you hear that the Xun Mansion's vitality is exhausted, and its spiritual veins are cut off." Ning Bu squinted his eyes in displeasure, thinking that the other party recognized him, and did not hide his evil spirit at all, and said with a grinning smile: "Boy, Are you here to seek death?"

The person opposite didn't seem to be afraid of him at all, and asked, "Where's your son?"

The big devil who has lived alone for 500 years is about to be laughed out of anger, "I don't even have a son from anywhere!"

"I ran into him on the way here, called Xiaoxiu—" The other party seemed to have realized something, and murmured, "Could it be something in the future?"

"I'm still a little bird!" Ning Buwei didn't hear the words he muttered behind him, impatiently kicked the table, and pressed the Suzaku knife in his hand to the opponent's throat, and said with a gloomy expression: " I'm not in the mood to kill people today, so get the hell out of here!"

But the man raised his hand in a very good-tempered manner, signaling him to be calm and calm, and said in a calm manner: "Speaking of the Ning clan, fellow Taoist, have you heard of the Linglong bone, the secret treasure of the Ning clan?"

Ning Buwei was stunned for a moment, and thought it sounded familiar, but couldn't remember it for a while, "What exquisite bones?"

"The exquisite bone is the ultimate treasure of cultivation. Ordinary people can use it to live and die, and the flesh and blood can live forever. Practitioners can use it to skyrocket and directly ascend." The other party said slowly: "But now it should be in the hands of the Chongzheng League."

Ning Buwei frowned suspiciously.

Why had he never heard of Linglong Gu before?How could such a treasure fall into the hands of the Chongzheng League?

"boom!"

The storyteller gave a slap on the gavel, and Ning Buwei suddenly came to his senses.

However, there was no one in front of him.

Later, the cautious big devil made many inquiries and finally confirmed that the Chongzheng League had hidden this treasure, so he began to think about taking it.

Later, on a cold and bleak autumn day, the big devil brought his exquisite bones all the way to Xingluoya led by Venerable Nanshu.

The turbulent endless river rolls westward, the muddy river water is bottomless, thunder roars under the dark sky, pale lightning tears the sky, and the flowers on the other side of the mountain are in full swing.

Ning Buwei stood on the cliff alone, watching the pursuer step into the soul devouring array that he had set up long ago.

The Chongzhengmeng monks in front of him were furious and made a speech, but they all stared at the box with a stone in his hand.

The real Linglong bone was tightly pressed against his chest, exuding a weird warmth and heartbeat.

He thought it was an illusion, so he casually threw the box in his hand, but everyone held their breath.

Ning Buwei was amused in his heart, flipped his wrist, and the wooden box fell into the dark area behind him.

In the midst of thunder and lightning, he opened his eyes in a daze, and the Suzaku Knife was broken into countless pieces slowly and quickly in front of his eyes.

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