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

Ning Buwei opened his eyes and met two big faces.

Feng Zizhang and Jiang Yizheng, like the two meerkats, stretched their necks and stared at him condescendingly.

Ning Buwei: "..."

It's true.

"Senior, are you awake?" Feng Zizhang stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes, "Can you see it?"

"Blind." Ning Buwei said expressionlessly.

"Ah?" Feng Zizhang's waving hand froze.

"Woo." Jiang Yizheng let out a sob.

Ning Buwei sat up from the bed, looked around the surrounding environment, "Where is this?"

I always feel that this conversation is somewhat familiar.

"The third house from the left in Mingbin Lane, Wenxin Street, Songcheng, Zhangzhou, Gen Mansion, [-] low-grade spirit stones are rented for a month and will expire in two days." Feng Zizhang immediately began to report the place name.

"And we only have 18 yuan of mid-grade spirit stones and 200 yuan of low-grade spirit stones left in our family—" Jiang Yizheng said bluntly, "It's going to be over soon."

"But senior, don't worry, Yizheng and I will go out to accept missions and earn spirit stones." Feng Zizhang promised.

"Yes, it's fine if you wake up." Jiang Yizheng echoed, "It doesn't matter if you're blind, we'll earn enough spirit stones to exchange for the right eyeballs."

Ning Buwei twitched the corner of his eyes, and looked at the two tails, "...not blind."

Both of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Ning Buwei paused for a moment, and noticed the huge projection in the room, "Just now you were talking about seeing the peak?"

"Ah, yes." Jiang Yizheng opened the words Yijianfeng to him, "Without Shizong's once-in-a-century general election, this peak only recruits two handymen, and only one hundred spirit stones a month."

"Zhongpin?" Ning Buwei asked.

"Inferior grade." Feng Zizhang said quietly.

Ning Buwei: "..."

He silently added "poor" to the child's mother.

Seeing that Ning Buwei was staring at the projection in a daze, Feng Zizhang hurriedly explained: "This is Wushizong's recruitment list, and it's... very pretty."

It's the kind of beauty that can only be seen.

"It's gaudy." Ning Buwei disliked anything about Wushizong, but his eyes fell on the three words Yijianfeng, and he paused for a moment.

No child can write well.

"Senior, where are we going next?" Jiang Yizheng asked tentatively: "This... If we rent the yard for another month, we don't have enough spirit stones..."

"Go to Wushizong."

-

Zhenfu.

No Shizong.

Ruoxufeng Li Shangge.

"What's going on with Yijianfeng?" Pavilion master Chu Lingyun frowned and looked at the outrageously crude recruitment requirements on the recruitment form, and asked his subordinates: "All the elders from the Shangong Department have come to me, who is here?" Who is in charge of this peak? Who is their peak master? It’s okay to only recruit two handymen, and one hundred low-grade spirit stones to send beggars! Also, I didn’t even record the talisman, how many times have I told you to check it carefully? Are you all ignoring it?"

The big disciples and the steward below all looked at each other, the steward flipped through the records quickly, and said in a low voice: "Pavilion master, I saw that the peak is a very remote one, and it is not listed in the 72nd peak. The spiritual power of this peak is thin, and it has been abandoned for a long time Well, there's no one there at all."

"Wouldn't it be possible for someone to have a ghost?" Li Shange and Shangong Department had always been hostile, but this time they caught him, and they gave him a hard time, making Chu Lingyun very angry.

The big disciple couldn't tell because of his suffering, "Master, before the recruitment form was distributed to each state, the disciple led people to proofread it carefully, and I didn't see the page of the peak... I really don't know."

Chu Lingyun looked at the weird silver characters inlaid with gold on the recruitment form, and was also very puzzled, even the regulations were different...

All the people in the pavilion were devastated by the sudden page of the list, when they heard a clear and distant cry from outside.

"It sounds like a flock of cranes coming from the main peak." A disciple said.

Chu Lingyun had no choice but to put aside the matter in hand for the time being, and hurried out with a group of disciples to meet him.

Several cranes came with the clouds and the wind, followed by several monks with swords, white clothes and jade crowns, covered with ink gauze, Shi Shiran landed at the gate of the main hall of Lishang Pavilion.

"Elder Ruoxu," Chu Lingyun saluted the leader respectfully, and smiled kindly, "But the head has something to say?"

Chu Bai returned the gift, and then handed a bronzing envelope to Chu Lingyun, "Jing and Taizun will leave the customs on the [-]th of next month, and the grand ceremony of Taizun's exit will be organized by the main peak and Li Shangge together. This is the specific matter explained by the head .”

Chu Lingyun was startled, "But that grand uncle who has been in seclusion?"

"That's right." Chu Bai nodded, "Master Uncle doesn't like the excitement, but his exit is a big event after all. There are no major peaks and valleys and caves in the time sect, distinguished guests, and all the sects who have good friends in the same sect. I want to invite you to watch the ceremony... The sect master wants to make the ceremony extra grand, but it must be concise, so as not to disturb his old man's cleanliness."

Chu Lingyun: "..."

The headmaster's contradictory request is true and somewhat unreasonable.

But he dared not refute.

"It's already fourteen today, and there's still a month to go, isn't it too hasty?" Chu Lingyun asked.

"The master only received the news from Tai Zun today." Chu Bai said: "Tai Zun is an old man who studied under the humble venerable. He is the oldest ancestor in our Wushi sect, and the master was shocked. .”

Since the humble venerable ascended 700 years ago, there have been no ascensions in the seventeen states, except for a few demon cultivators who can live thousands of years, and the existing powerful venerables can live for thousands of years. In the past, most of them fell into the tribulation and fighting skills.

Even Chu Linyuan, head of Wushi Sect, is only over six hundred years old.

"Tai Zun cultivates the Tao of Purity." Chu Bai reminded him: "I heard from the master that the old man has been retreating at Yijian Peak, and the general election is just beginning these few days. Don't let anyone disturb Tai Zun's purity."

Chu Lingyun was taken aback, "Seeing the peak?"

"Yes, I didn't know there was such a peak in the sect before." Chu Bai said: "The head specifically explained that the grand ceremony cannot be held at Yijian Peak—"

Chu Lingyun hurriedly took out a stack of recruitment slips from his sleeve, and pointed to the unique page that belonged to Yi Jianfeng, "In your opinion, Master Uncle...does he want to recruit two handymen?"

Chu Bai: "??"

After a while, the two elders who were among the best in the sect looked at each other.

"Do you want to add some spirit stones to the old man? There must be no shortage of master uncles, maybe it's been too long since they came out..."

"I'm going to ask the master for instructions." Chu Bai took the recruitment sheet and hurriedly left Lishang Pavilion with the people.

Chu Lingyun breathed a sigh of relief.

Master Uncle, his old man is really... informal.

-

half a month later.

Zhenfu Yizhou Huiyuan City.

The largest teleportation array in the city was filled with people coming and going, and there was an endless stream of chariots, horses and spirit beasts. There were waiters from the inn waiting here to welcome customers, and there were even monks who were acting as guides shouting.

As soon as Ning Buwei stepped out of the teleportation formation with Ning Xiu in his arms, he was surrounded by a group of people.

"A detailed explanation of the recruitment form of Wushizong! It is specially for you to choose which elder to worship under! Only ten spirit stones!"

"Exclusive news! Likes and dislikes of the 72 peak elders of Wushizong—"

"Wu Shizong's general election precautions! Accompany you all the way!"

"Help book Sangyun Inn! Three low-grade spirit stones for running errands!"

"Leasing of spirit beasts—"

"........."

Probably seeing him dressed in expensive clothes and holding a child, looking like a fat sheep, a group of people strongly recommended him, Ning Xiu had never seen so many over-enthusiastic people, nestled in his arms and stared curiously He closed his eyes, grabbed a small piece of his father's skirt and tugged, and shouted at those people in a childish voice: "Ah~ah~"

Come on, daddy~ Let's fight~

Ning Buwei made Zhang Jun's face cold, and held Ning Xiu with one hand, being blocked and unable to move an inch.

If he was alone, with a cold face as if others owed him 800 million spirit stones, these people would definitely not be so enthusiastic, but he still held a white and tender baby in his arms, so the threat was greatly reduced. If you don't look carefully, it can even give people a mild illusion.

Of course this is an illusion.

Ning Buwei had bruised veins on his forehead, his whole body was full of murderous aura, and the hands in his sleeves were ready to move.

During this period of traveling together, Jiang Yizheng and Feng Zizhang, who knew his temper well, were afraid that this ancestor would fight with others again. Jiang Yizheng rushed through the crowd with great strength and grabbed his sleeve, loudly saying: "Father! You Aren't you going to buy medicine for your mother? Let's go!"

Feng Zizhang imitated his example, grabbed his other arm, and said emotionally: "Yes, father, there is only enough money to buy a bag of rice cereal at home, mother is still waiting for you to go home!"

The two sang together and dragged Ning Buwei and Ning Xiu out of the terrifying encirclement.

Ning Buwei looked at the two of them with a fake smile, "Where did you two come from?"

Jiang Yizheng blinked, "Xiaoshan's mother?"

She hurriedly murmured a few more sins in her heart, the dead are the most important, temporary rescue, don't blame, don't blame.

"Ah~" Ning Xiu, who had been called Xiaoshan countless times by Feng Zizhang and Jiang Yizheng, responded very cooperatively.

I'm here~

Ning Buwei: "..."

Might as well call it a pee.

"Don't call him such a stupid name again." Ning Buwei warned.

"Good senior." Jiang Yizheng nodded in agreement, but turned to Ningxiu's smiling face, and couldn't help admiring: "Xiaoshan is so cute."

Feng Zizhang looked up at the blue sky, "Ah, the sky of Wu Shizong looks particularly blue."

Ning Xiu also looked at the sky: "Ah!"

Ning Buwei bowed his head to warn Ning Xiu, "Don't learn from him."

The group didn't go far, when a young man with dark skin and linen clothes came up and asked with a smile, "Who are you going to participate in the Wushizong election?"

"No—" Feng Zizhang was interrupted by the man just as he opened his mouth.

"I don't know how many aptitudes are cultivated? Do you have a favorite peak or valley or a blessed place? Do you want to enter the inner sect for further study or first train in the outer sect? Is there a specific direction you want to major in? Is there any elder you particularly admire? "

"Insufficient qualifications." Jiang Yi was staring at him firmly, which was bound to scare him away, "I can't get in!"

"As long as you want to enter, there is no such thing as whether you can enter or not! The important thing is to choose, fellow daoist!" Heipi brother chattered endlessly: "Even if you have low aptitude, as long as you are brave enough, you can enter the main peak! Li Shang Ge Shangong Department, Law Enforcement Hall, Mission Hall, Yushan Hall, Zhenbao Pavilion, Library Building, Spirit Beast Garden, the dining room is up to you to choose!"

Jiang Yizheng hesitated for a moment, "Really, really?"

"Of course—" Brother Heipi swore, but before he could finish speaking, the person in front of him was pulled aside by his collar.

Ning Buwei stared at him condescendingly.

The inexplicable sense of oppression made the little brother Heipi take a step back.

This doesn't look like a nice guy.

"Which direction is Yijian Peak?" Ning Buwei asked.

"Ah?" The little brother was stunned for a while, "There is such a peak in Wushizong?"

When he came back to his senses, those few people had been lost in the crowd.

"Senior, are we really going to see the peak?" Feng Zizhang was staggered by the people next to him, and he hurriedly followed, persuading him, "This peak only gives one hundred spirit stones a month, which is not enough to buy a bag of rice porridge for Xiaoshan." .”

Ning Buwei was extremely patient this time, and said: "The child's mother is at the first peak."

At worst, he left more spirit stones for the other party.

"Xiaoshan's mother!" Jiang Yizheng said in shock: "Senior, didn't you say that his mother died of dystocia!?"

Ning Buwei's expression froze, "I... remembered wrongly before."

Feng Zizhang and Jiang Yizheng were greatly shocked.

The mother of the child who died prematurely due to dystocia was looking at the letter in her hand.

The letter was sent by his brother's disciple and grandson.

The general meaning is that I heard that you, Jinghe Taizun, are going to leave the customs soon, and I am overjoyed as a grandson, so I decided to prepare a simple and quiet ceremony for you to leave the customs, so that the children in the sect can recognize their faces, so as not to I didn’t know you on the way and offended you old man, in order not to disturb your cleanliness, I deliberately chose to be on the main peak... Sincerely welcome your old man to drive.

And, I would like to take the liberty to mention that there are many top-quality spirit stones here. If you don't mind, master and uncle, can I send them to you?

The tone and wording were very respectful, and they even stamped the seal of the master, but—why did you send Lingshi?

This is a cave that he opened up casually back then. There are only stone beds and stone tables in it, which is very simple. Chu Jun put the letter on the stone table casually, and frowned slightly.

I don't want to go to the customs clearance ceremony.