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

Faceless husks are housed in corners.

Feng Zizhang's face turned pale, and Jiang Yizheng silently took two steps back, swallowing his saliva.

"Senior, who is this?" Jiang Yizheng didn't dare to look, and only pointed with his finger.

"An unimportant person." Ning Bu didn't want to say more, looking at the huge yellow dog, "Where did this dog come from?"

Jiang Yizheng raised the porcelain spoon in his hand, "Senior, don't you think this dog looks familiar?"

The big yellow dog with a round head and a round brain gave a loud "bark" and lay obediently on the ground, narrowing its eyes and sticking out its tongue, smiling at Ning Buwei.

Ning Xiu let out a "boo" and spit bubbles at his father.

Ning Buwei: "...a spoon?"

Jiang Yizheng and Feng Zizhang nodded again and again, Feng Zizhang whispered: "This dog has become a spirit! He can understand us."

"Wow!" The big yellow dog barked twice to express his agreement.

Ning Buwei frowned.

This spoon was originally bought by the waiter of the carrier building in Linjiang City. He used it to feed Ning Xiu rice porridge at the beginning. Although Ning Buwei disliked the little fluffy yellow dog drawn on it, Ning Xiu liked it later. I didn't change it again...

It would be fine if it was really a dog spirit, but to tell the truth, this dog was also drawn, and fundamentally speaking, it was a dead thing.

Dead things become living things, there must be something strange in it.

"What did you do?" Ning Buwei looked at Ning Xiu who was nestling in his arms and nibbling his hand.

"Ah~" Ning Xiu grinned at him, waved his small arms, and wiped all the drool on his father's front. "Ah~"

daddy~mother~

Ning Xiu had noticed Chu Jun's unique aura early in the morning, but he was small and weak, so he could only be hugged by his father honestly, but it didn't prevent him from being happy on his own.

Ning Buwei couldn't communicate with his son, so he looked at the big yellow dog unkindly.

"Woo~woof~" The dog probably sensed that he was in a bad mood, so he yelled weakly, and then wagged his tail in favor of him.

"Senior, Rhubarb is really smart." Seeing this, Feng Zizhang spoke nicely for it, "It doesn't shed its hair yet."

Jiang Yizheng nodded vigorously, "Father - no, senior, let's keep him, shall we?"

Both of them looked at him expectantly.

Ning Buwei said coldly: "If you don't know what kind of monster it is, just stay there, and if you think it's too long, go out and find a rope."

Feng Zizhang stared at him blankly, "Why are you looking for a rope?"

Jiang Yizheng lowered his head and whispered, "Hang yourself."

Feng Zizhang: "..."

This girl is always smart when she shouldn't be.

Ning Buwei's face was full of stinking, the two of them dared not touch his bad luck, and silently stood against the base of the wall.

The big yellow dog also tucked its tail, whimpered, ran to the wall and squatted down next to the two of them, but forgot its too large body, and knocked aside the faceless body beside it.

Feng Zizhang subconsciously stretched out his hand to help him. Although he knew that the other party had no face, his heart stopped for a moment when he met him again. Enduring the goosebumps all over his body, he put the body against the wall and whispered: "Rhubarb didn't do it on purpose. Your lord has a lot. Don't blame, don't blame."

Ning Buwei walked up to the big yellow dog and made a single-handed tactic, only to find that the dog had flesh and blood, and its soul was intact. Except for its size, it was no different from ordinary dogs.

"Ah~" Ning Xiu was hugged by Ning Buwei, very close to the rhubarb, grabbed the long hair of the rhubarb, and tugged hard, and the big dog followed his strength and took a small step forward, "Ah~ "

Huang Huang~ Me~

A golden contract imprint instantly appeared between the big yellow dog's brows.

"It's the seal of a spiritual pet contract! I've seen it in an ancient book!" Feng Zizhang, who was standing aside, said in surprise, "But it's recorded in the book that only monks at the Golden Core stage and above can contract spirit beasts—"

He builds the foundation, Jiang Yi is refining Qi, rather than being the same as ordinary people, where did the Golden Core cultivator come from?

Ning Buwei looked at Ning Xiu, "Your?"

"Ah!" Ning Xiu raised his chin proudly, and the seal of the master's contract flashed across his forehead.

Me!

Ning Buwei has cultivated to Huashen Dzogchen for 500 years but failed to find a suitable contracted spirit beast. As a result, his son contracted one just three months after he was born——

Although it looks like an ordinary big dog, at least they have it.

As an old man, Big Devil Ning patted his son's little butt proudly, "I can barely see it."

"Since the spirits and monsters almost became extinct 3 years ago, most of the spiritual pets raised in the Seventeen States have no way to contract, even if there is no chance in the Golden Core Stage." Feng Zizhang enviously said: "This is the first time I have seen a contracted beast. "

"Our younger brother is really powerful." Jiang Yizheng reached out and stroked Rhubarb's hair, "It's just that he is too big."

"Woof~" Rhubarb shook his tail vigorously, a golden light flashed, and the giant disappeared, replaced by a slap-sized little milk dog on the ground, chubby and fluffy, with a milky voice and a milky voice raised his head and rushed to Ningbuwei Call out: "Aww~ow~"

Jiang Yizheng's heart melted instantly when he saw it, and he stretched out his hand to hold it in front of Ning Xiu, "Xiaoshan, look quickly, this is rhubarb."

Ning Bu skipped a bit because of the blue veins on his forehead.

What a bad name this is.

"Ah~" Ning Xiu naturally recognized his puppy, and stretched out two white and tender arms to hug him.

The little milk dog was light and weightless, so Jiang Yizheng put it in Ning Xiu's arms.

The milky baby was hugging the milky puppy, and the two pairs of wet eyes looked at Ning Buwei, clear and harmless, exactly the same.

The big devil who thought he was ruthless looked away expressionlessly.

... kind of cute.

"Since it's your contract beast, then stay and take care of it yourself." As a strict father, Ning Buwei explained to Ning Xiu in a serious manner.

Ning Xiu, who didn't understand at all, blinked and hugged the fluffy puppy Shale.

Ning Buwei picked up the little puppy by the back of the neck, brought him up to his eyes, and asked, "Can you speak human language?"

"Aww~" The little milk dog tilted its head, and its four little paws flapped back and forth in the air.

Ning Buwei: "..."

It seems that even the brain has become smaller.

After solving the dog problem, Ning Buwei is ready to solve this faceless body.

Ning Xiu had a dog that had shrunk, and was lying on the bed having fun with the puppy, completely forgetting about his mother-in-law.

Jiang Yi was sitting by the bed, teasing the little doll for a while, and the little milk dog for a while, having more fun than Ning Xiu.

Suzaku Broken Knife kept shaking, Ning Buwei was standing in front of the faceless body, thinking about where to start.

Although Feng Zizhang was afraid, he still boldly approached, "Senior, why does this fellow Taoist have no face?"

"It's just a clone." Ning Buwei is easy to talk to when he is in a good mood, "If you investigate, you will find that there is no spirit inside."

Feng Zizhang asked: "Can I try?"

"Whatever you want." Ning Buwei was very generous.

So Feng Zizhang used his spiritual power to investigate, and found that it was as Ning Buwei said, "But why is he still breathing, and his flesh and blood are no different from real people?"

When he was in Yunzhongmen, he spent most of his time at Thirteen Peaks, and he only read the records about the cloned body in the book, but it didn't say that it was the same as the real person, and it was far less shocking than what he saw with his own eyes.

"It means that his real body is strong." Ning Buwei was also seeing such a realistic body for the first time. He pinched the chin of the body and turned it back and forth. His fingertips felt warm to the touch, and suddenly felt a little awkward, so he let go of his hand. .

"The stage of transforming gods?" Feng Zizhang guessed.

"Better fit." Ning Buwei frowned, rubbing his fingertips unconsciously.

Feng Zizhang nervously said: "Then you, you just carried back the shell of others like this?"

The implication is that you dare to provoke such a formidable power?

"With a slap of the amulet, he can't find it even in the Mahayana period within twelve hours." Ning Buwei is very confident in his talisman skills, "My things are in this body."

Feng Zizhang suddenly realized: "Could it be the broken blade you have been looking for?"

Ning Buwei nodded.

The last time I saw with my own eyes the tragic loss of vitality after taking out the broken knife in the wild, Feng Zizhang was terrified, "What should I do?"

"It's just a shell, just cut it open." Ning Buwei turned the broken knife in his hand, and said coldly, "Don't look at it if you're afraid of blood."

Feng Zizhang: "!!!"

-

At first sight.

The crane led several spiritual boats to ride the wind and ride the moon, and countless white-clothed monks came down with their swords. The aura drawn by the tail of the sword fell like a meteor in the night.

There is also the sound of chimes and zithers, the fairy music is ethereal, and the momentum is huge.

Numerous night pearls driven by spirit stones are scattered everywhere, illuminating the small mountain peaks as bright as day.

"Greetings to Elder Lingxu."

"Greetings, Supreme Elder."

"Courtesy Pavilion Master."

"Elder Danyang."

"Cave Master Yingtian..."

"..."

For a while, all the elders and peak masters greeted each other.

"The master arrives—" a disciple sang loudly.

I saw dozens of disciples of the main peak coming down with their swords, respectfully separated from the two sides, and a white-clothed monk came out from behind Liuguang. prestige.

"Meet the head!" Everyone saluted one after another.

Chu Linyuan waved his hand to signal that there is no need to be polite, and looked at the stone forest.

A Supreme Elder said: "Sect Leader, Jing and Taizun are here to leave the customs?"

Chu Linyuan nodded solemnly.

He and this great-uncle grandpa met only once, and knew very little about him. In the middle of the night, the grand venerable suddenly became angry and released his coercion. Even he couldn't help but feel uneasy. This means that Jing and Taizun have left the customs, and he should bring people to greet him no matter what.

"It can be seen that there is not much spiritual power here..." The elders of the blessed place talked in a low voice: "Why did your lord retreat here?"

"It must have been a blindfold..."

Ignoring everyone's whispers and guesses, Chu Linyuan walked to the edge of the stone forest, and solemnly performed a disciple's gift.

The head of the sect saluted, and all the elders behind him, the elders and the chief disciples of the inner sect naturally followed, bowing to each other solemnly.

"From time to time 3 tenth generation disciple Chu Linyuan and all the disciples respectfully welcome Jing and Taizun to leave the customs." Chu Linyuan was respectful and rigorous, with a moderate voice with appropriate spiritual power, just enough to penetrate the illusion, but not too offensive .

"Disciple respectfully welcomes Jing and Taizun to leave the customs—" everyone behind Chu Linyuan said in unison.

The voices of the crowd passed through the illusion, and in the void, the blue light was completely dispersed by Chu Jun, and the spirits dissipated into endless illusions.

Chu Jun, who was sitting cross-legged by the lake, slowly opened his eyes, and the loud phrase "disciple respectfully welcomes Jing and Taizun to leave the customs" happened to fall into his ears.

Chu Jun: "..."

Then Master Uncle paused.

The body he squeezed was still left in the stone forest——Thinking of this, he quietly let out a touch of consciousness and realized the illusion, his eyes skipped the group of over-enthusiastic young disciples, but he still couldn't find his own body .

What about his shell?