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

"The big devil really isn't dead?" Feng Zizhang continued, "Have you searched under the Dark Realm?"

"I've searched, but I didn't find any trace of him at all." Chu Xin shook his head and said, "On the contrary, when the vine demon made trouble before, he discovered the soul-devouring array created by the big demon Ning."

Jiang Yizheng was recalling his escape from death in the illusion array in Linjiang City before, he took a breath, and said in fear: "I heard that those who enter the soul-eating array will lose their souls, and they will never be reborn forever. escape from under the roof."

The big devil himself stared at them expressionlessly: "..."

"Not only that, it is said that there is also his Hundred Bones and Thousand Ghosts Formation, where the Suzaku knife appears fierce ghosts, and countless skeletons crawl out from the ground. Wherever they go, there is no life, and no grass grows!" Chu Xin often went to the hall to help serve tea and water. Master and the others are studying Ning Buwei's skills and weaknesses, and they know a lot more than Feng Zizhang and Jiang Yizheng.

"Wow, it's scary." Jiang Yizheng held his sword tightly, "I hope I will never meet the big devil in my life."

Jiang Yizheng suddenly felt a chill on his back, and he thought that he quietly moved to Ning Buwei's side without any trace.

Feng Zizhang didn't know what he thought of, and his face became a little ugly, but Chu Xin and Jiang Yi were busy talking and didn't notice it. He carefully raised his head and looked at Ning Buwei, just in time to meet his half-smiling eyes.

Ning Buwei hooked the corners of his mouth meaningfully.

Feng Zizhang: "!!!"

"From tomorrow, the general election of the Zongmen will be suspended for three days, and a grand exit ceremony will be held for Jing and Taizun at the main peak." Chu Xin said enthusiastically: "At that time, except for the disciples of Wushizong, the remaining seven major sects and ten major sects All the families will come to watch the ceremony, but it is very lively, do you want to watch it together?"

"Can we go?" Although Jiang Yizheng didn't know who Jing and Taizun he was talking about, it sounded very powerful.

"Of course!" Chu Xin warmly invited them, "Senior, you and Zizhang also come together, I will give you a good seat."

Unexpectedly, both of them have disheveled faces.

Feng Zizhang was frightened by Ning Buwei just now, and Ning Buwei was... choked by the name of Jinghe Taizun.

"My master has called me." Chu Xin took a look at the jade badge on his waist, and found that it was a sign of an urgent summons. He hurriedly got up, and said to Ning Buwei and others: "I'll go back first! I'll pick it up tomorrow morning." You go to watch the ceremony!"

After finishing speaking, Ning Buwei refused, and hurriedly jumped on the flying sword and jumped into the sky.

Jiang Yizheng still wanted to see what the grand ceremony of the ancestor of the first sect was like, so he turned around and asked Ning Buwei, "Senior, shall we go?"

"No." Ning Buwei ruthlessly rejected her, "Go by yourself."

Jiang Yizheng lowered his head, "Then I won't go either."

Because of his guess just now, Feng Zizhang instinctively trembled a little in his calves, and when he suddenly heard someone calling his name, he was startled, "Ah!?"

Seeing his blank expression, Jiang Yizheng repeated, "Senior has gone in, do you still want to bask in the sun here?"

Feng Zizhang didn't dare to go in even if he was beaten to death, so he murmured: "Yes, yes, I'm here to bask in the sun."

"Feng Zizhang, come in." Ning Buwei's voice came from the cave.

Feng Zizhang grabbed Jiang Yizheng's arm.

"What's wrong with you?" Jiang Yizheng asked.

"Legs are a bit weak." Feng Zizhang wanted to cry but said without tears: "Xiao Jiang, I am very glad to meet you."

Jiang Yizheng wondered, "Me too...Nice to meet you?"

Feng Zizhang took a deep breath, "Help me in."

The tone sounded like he was going to die, Jiang Yizheng didn't know why, but he dragged the man in with his helper and mop.

Ning Buwei was sitting on a chair playing with a knife, while the faceless body was sitting next to him patiently making tea, and even thoughtfully brought the teacup to his hand to signal him to drink.

It took less than a stick of incense to come in, Ning Buwei had already been filled with tea, pretended not to see it, and silently moved his hands away from the cup of tea.

Faceless body: "..."

Feng Zizhang felt that he should at least make a statement in terms of momentum, so he let go of Jiang Yizheng's arm, and was thinking about straightening his back, but his legs softened, and he knelt down on the ground, his knees hitting the ground with a crisp "boom" , startled Jiang Yizheng.

The faceless body tilted its head in doubt.

"It's still early before the New Year's Eve, so there's no need to perform such a big gift." Ning Buwei looked at him with interest.

Feng Zizhang's cultivation base is now close to the Great Consummation of Foundation Establishment, and he is much higher than Jiang Yizheng. He stays with Ning Buwei every day, and naturally feels the looming evil in him. The evil spirit became more and more obvious.

And just now Chu Xin mentioned the Soul Devouring Formation and Hundred Bones Thousand Ghost Formation - he had seen Ning Buwei use the Suzaku Broken Knife to release the black mist in the alleys of Linjiang City before, and he had seen countless bone ghosts in Yunzhongmen , and was even intimately contacted by a giant skeleton... Before that, he was only vaguely aware that the Taoism practiced by his seniors might not be so "decent", but he absolutely did not combine "Li Chengfeng" and "Ning Bu Wei" into two things. associated with a name.

The big devil, Ning Buwei, is ruthless, ruthless, ruthless, ruthless and treacherous. Everywhere he goes, corpses are strewn all over the field and blood flows. He is exactly like Li Chengfeng, who struggles to change his son's diaper every day. It's two people.

Feng Zizhang's face turned pale, "Senior, senior, I—"

Ning Buwei took a sip from the teacup, and said calmly: "Since you have guessed it, you can stay as you like."

Jiang Yizheng, who was listening next to him, was full of question marks, "What? Guess what? What's left for you?"

Ning Buwei: "..."

Feng Zizhang wanted to cry but said without tears: "Senior, you see Xiao Jiang doesn't know anything, why don't you let her go."

Jiang Yizheng felt that there was something wrong with what he said, so he asked suspiciously: "Know what?"

"I'd rather not do it." The person sitting on the chair drinking tea said slowly.

"I know, why not, that big devil—" Jiang Yizheng reacted in the middle of speaking, his knees softened, and he knelt down on the ground with a plop, trembling next to Feng Zizhang, with a terrified expression.

Ning Buwei subconsciously squeezed the teacup in his hand, raised his eyelids and looked at Feng Zizhang, and smiled slightly, "Now she knows too."

Feng Zizhang's face turned pale.

The faceless body that was pouring tea paused for a moment, and then acted as a background board as if nothing had happened.

In the cave, there was only the sound of tea being poured.

Ning Buwei's expression could not be seen clearly in the dense heat, Feng Zizhang and Jiang Yi were kneeling on the ground and shivering.

This annoying silence lasted for about a stick of incense, and the big devil snorted lightly: "Why don't you run?"

Feng Zizhang swallowed hard, "No, I dare not."

"Hey," Jiang Yizheng's voice turned into tears, "Senior, I still want to have a good pregnancy in my next life. Can we see that we got to know each other once, and don't let me lose my mind?"

Feng Zizhang looked up at him cautiously, "Senior, please, let us die a little bit more happily, okay?"

Ning Buwei was the first time he heard someone beg for mercy and he still had to bargain. He got up, walked to the two of them and squatted down, and said with a playful smile, "Then what if I say no?"

Feng Zizhang's expression was tense, but his eyes were also red, "Woo."

Jiang Yizheng burst into tears, sobbing, "Senior Father, hurry up, I'm afraid of pain."

Ning Buwei said quietly: "When did I say I was going to kill you?"

Jiang Yizheng and Feng Zizhang looked at him dully.

"Tsk, didn't I just say, you can stay as you please." Ning Buwei frowned impatiently.

"But what if we go out and tell others that you would rather not do it?" Feng Zizhang sniffed.

Jiang Yizheng said with tears in his eyes: "The master uncle of their Wushizong is a great power in the Hinayana period, very powerful, you have to take care of your wounds, don't fight with others anymore, if you get seriously injured and fall on the side of the road... Woohoo, what if no one picks you up?"

"Be sure to put away the evil energy in your body—" Feng Zizhang said worriedly: "I can find it out, and others must be able to find out easily too. Just now Chu Xin said that the Chongzheng League is still looking for you..."

Ning Buwei looked at them inexplicably, "Who are you all with?"

Jiang Yizheng wiped his face with his hand, gritted his teeth and said, "If you hadn't saved me in Linjiang City, I would have died a long time ago, so I will repay the grace of saving my life."

Feng Zizhang nodded, closed his eyes and said, "Let's do it!"

Ning Buwei: "... Hurry up and get out."

As a result, the two little fools who were rushing to die were still kneeling on the ground and motionless.

Jiang Yi was about to cry but said without tears: "My legs are weak and I can't get up."

Feng Zizhang quietly opened his eyes, his mind was turning a little faster than Jiang Yizheng, and he asked in a low voice: "Senior, you just said that you can stay as you please...Then can we stay?"

Ning Buwei looked at him in surprise, "You still dare to stay?"

I'm afraid I was scared stupid.

"I, I have nowhere to go." Feng Zizhang lowered his head and said slowly: "They all say that you are bloodthirsty and moody, and that your subordinates never leave alive... But whether you are in Linjiang City or Yunzhongmen It was you who saved us several times. If it wasn’t for you at the place of good deeds, Xiao Jiang and I would have died long ago. You also helped me repair the glass ball that my master gave me... If you really wanted to kill us, you would have done it long ago. .”

"Zizhang is right." Jiang Yizheng said with tears in his eyes: "Mother told me that a son does not dislike a mother's ugliness, a dog does not dislike a poor family, and a man must know how to repay you... I am so useless and you do not dislike me." Don't let me, I, I can't despise you."

"I kowtowed to you and served you tea, but you didn't refute, then you are my father, and if you are a big devil, I am a little devil." She said firmly, "If you don't kill me, I will follow you. "

Ning Buwei frowned, "Aren't you afraid of me?"

"...Scared," Feng Zizhang secretly raised his head and glanced at him, "but I'm not that scared."

Just now, when he first heard that he was Ning Buwei, he was naturally terrified. "Ning Buwei" and "The Great Devil" were as far away as people from another world. They would instinctively be afraid of the name "Ning Buwei", but Seeing a real person squatting in front of them to chase people away, they would still subconsciously regard him as Li Chengfeng.

They have experienced so much together along the way, and they have long relied on and trusted him instinctively, and even dared to bargain with the big devil himself, because they subconsciously felt that the other party would not really make them lose their souls.

I can't tell the specific reason, but I feel it instinctively.

Will be irritable but pinch their noses to take care of a baby who doesn't understand anything, will tacitly allow them to follow them who have nowhere to go, will quietly stuff jade elixir into their vows, will quietly indulge them to cause trouble, will When saving people, he was so careful that he picked up the broken glass and repaired it... such a person.

Just now, he even deliberately tried to scare them away.

Feng Zizhang knows that he is not smart, but he also has his own judgment.

"Mother told me that what you see with your own eyes is more important than hearsay." Jiang Yizheng looked at Ning Buwei, "Whether you are Li Chengfeng or Ning Buwei, you are my father."

Feng Zizhang didn't dare to call Jiang Yizheng so recklessly, but he nodded in agreement.

Ning Buwei: "... Whatever you want."

Today's children are incomprehensible and unpredictable.

Then he tugged on his two sleeves with a dull face, "Let go."

Only then did Jiang Yizheng and Feng Zizhang let go of the sleeves they were holding.

Ning Buwei stood up, feeling a little numb in his legs, walked a few steps and sat back on the chair.

The body in white was about to hand over the teacup in its hand, but was cut off halfway.

Feng Zizhang brought tea to Ning Buwei.

Ning didn't drink too much tea just now, and now he was a little thirsty, so he took a sip. "Have you figured it out?"

Feng Zizhang nodded, "Think it over."

Then he kowtowed three times firmly to him, and said loudly, "Father!"

Ning Buwei spit out the tea in one gulp and stared at him, "What are you doing?"

"Acknowledge father." Feng Zizhang wiped the tea off his face with his hand. "Didn't you just ask me if I thought about it, and I said I thought about it."

Ning Buwei gritted his teeth and said, "I was asking if you're ready to stay."

Feng Zizhang was stunned for a moment, "Didn't you ask me if I decided to recognize my father?"

At this moment, Jiang Yizheng finally got up from the ground and sat on the chair. Hearing the words, he whispered, "Father, you swallowed the first sip of tea just now, and you took the second sip."

Ning Buwei: "..."

Well, she doesn't even say "senior" and "you" anymore.

The big devil who originally wanted to scare people away with his fierce reputation not only failed to achieve his goal, but was kicked in the face instead.

He got up numbly, and walked into his cave in silence.

Feng Zizhang stood up rubbing his knees with bared teeth, and was "glared" angrily by the white-clothed body, and then the body followed Ning Buwei into the cave.

Feng Zizhang asked in surprise, "Did he just stare at me?"

Jiang Yizheng drank a cup of tea thirstily, "He has no face or eyes, so could he still stare at you with his soul?"

"Too……"

"Why do you suddenly want to recognize your father?" Jiang Yizheng asked him in a low voice.

"...I have regarded him as a father for a long time, and I have always been embarrassed." Feng Zizhang scratched his head, "I don't know what to think, but I just want to recognize him."

"Are we counting a thief as our father?"

"Sister, this idiom is not used like this." Feng, who was filled with righteous indignation and scolded Ning Buwei a few months ago, said so.

Inside the cave, Feng Zizhang and Jiang Yi were talking to each other, while the people standing outside the cave were completely frozen in place.

Chu Xinfei was told in the middle that he didn’t have to go there, and then remembered that he hadn’t agreed with his seniors on the time to watch the ceremony tomorrow morning, so he turned back again. Who knew that when he got to the door, he heard Li Chengfeng admit that he would rather not do it, and was so scared that he was arrested. He slapped the anonymity talisman on himself.

Then I heard the whole process of how my two friends "recognized the thief as their father".

Chu Xin couldn't understand what Jiang Yizheng and Feng Zizhang did.

He was also saved by Ning Buwei before, but... that is the big devil who committed numerous crimes and stirred up a bloody storm in the Seventeen States——

If it wasn't for Ning Buwei, his senior brother Chu Li would not have died, his master Chu Wu wouldn't have lost his cultivation all night, and senior sister Shen Xi wouldn't have lost her lover and be depressed all day long.

However, in Linjiang City back then, Ning Buwei saved him and his uncle Chusun...

If talking about righteousness, Ning Buwei is the big devil, the enemy who killed his senior brother, he should immediately report to his master and the sect that Ning Buwei would hide in Wushizong; but if talking about morality, Ning Buwei is also him savior.

No one told him what to do, as if whatever he chose was wrong.

Chu Xin stood stiffly at the entrance of the cave for a long while, and then quietly left with the sword.

See the peak mountainside.

"So your surname is Ning." Chu Jun poked his son's face with his hand, "Ning Xiu?"

"Ah! Hey!" Ning Xiu heard Bai Bainiang calling his name, shaking his little arms excitedly, and the bell on the little longevity lock jingled.

Chu Jun laughed.

No wonder these days when he called his son Li Xiu, the little guy looked dazed and didn't respond. It turned out that he called his son by the wrong name.

He saw and heard the whole process through the white-clothed body, recalling the calm appearance of Ning Buwei when he called himself "Li Chengfeng", he smiled helplessly, "I can act."

"Ah~" Ning Xiu kicked his legs holding back his strength, turned over on the bed, raised his head to look at Chu Jun, and begged for praise excitedly, "Ah!"

Mother~ I'm amazing!

Chu Jun reached out and touched his little head, "Very powerful."

Ning Xiu bent his eyes and smiled at him lying on the bed, "Huh?"

Where's daddy?

He wants his father to see how good he is!

There were only him and his son in the cave, and Chu Jun was only wearing thin obscene clothes, leaning lazily on the wall, propping his head on one hand and listening to his son, echoing while listening, "Well, that's right."

Although it's completely a chicken and a duck talk, it can also enjoy itself.

"I'd rather not be... Li Chengfeng..." Chu Jun let his son grab his finger and gnaw, "A member of the Ning family...Ning Chengfeng?"

"Ah~" Hearing his father's name, Ning Xiu tilted his head while holding his mother's fingers, and blinked.

It's Daddy~ Quickly ask Daddy to come and play with me~

Chu Jun was a little dazed.

More than 500 years ago, he had named a child from a branch of the Ning family.

Chu Jun doesn't like to remember things very much, but he can remember this matter clearly because of the divination he made on a whim.

At that time, he had just come out of the swamp wasteland between Qianfu and Zhongzhou, where monsters were haunted, and it was the place where the disciples of Qianfu Wanxuanyuan sent to Zhongzhou must pass through, so accidents often occurred, and his friend Hao Zheng asked him to help him. Do him a favor.

He carried his sword into the swamp and wasteland, and spent nearly a year slaughtering half of the wasteland. There was a strong smell of blood from the cracks in the bones. He should have retreated and made a breakthrough, but he always felt uneasy.

The "unreliable" in the mind of a cultivator often indicates that something will happen, so he randomly grabbed a few small stones from the ground and calculated a hexagram.

Good luck.

doomed man.

Chu Jun frowned.

He is a practitioner of the Dao of Slaughter, and he has to detour even when he sees a dog on the road, let alone a human.

It must have been deduced wrong.Chu Jun thought so, so he found a cave to retreat everywhere, and prepared to attack the tribulation from Hinayana and Dzogchen.

However, he never expected that Du Jie would attract the Nine Heavens Profound Thunder, and the Nine Nine 81 Profound Thunders struck down, not only turning him into a piece of carbon, but also shaking his Dao heart.

After the mighty lightning strike was over, his heart for killing was completely destroyed, and he was left with a sigh of relief.

He thought he couldn't survive, so he lay in the wilderness in a daze, and when he woke up, he saw a strange monk.

This monk was very handsome, and he was also humble and polite. He was overjoyed to see him wake up, "Fellow Daoist, you finally woke up."

Chu Jun was puzzled, he never liked to communicate with others, but looking at the current situation, it was obvious that the other party saved him, so he saluted the other party, "Thank you, fellow Taoist, for your help."

After finishing speaking, he stuffed all the good things he had saved for hundreds of years into the other party's hands, got up and wanted to leave, "Farewell."

"Hey, fellow daoist, wait a minute, fellow daoist." The monk stopped him holding a bunch of things dumbfoundingly, and returned the treasures intact, "In Ninggu, Chencheng, Shangzhou, Xiaxun Prefecture, some time ago Passing through the swamp and wasteland some days, seeing the fellow daoist unconscious but breathing, he boldly brought the fellow daoist back to Chen City of Xunfu, not out of greed for money."

Xun Mansion and Qian Mansion are right on the diagonal, and the distance is quite far. It must have taken a lot of effort for the other party to bring him a seriously injured person back. Chu Jun didn't want to get too much karma with him, so he gave things away, but he didn't accept them. He couldn't force it, so he turned around and saluted him, "I don't know how to repay you?"

Ning Gu smiled helplessly: "There is no need to repay, I was just praying for my son to accumulate virtue and do good deeds."

Chu Jun said, "Son?"

"The dog was born with a weak body and has been ill for a long time. I went to the Qianfu this time to seek medicine from the Jiting Sect." Ning Gu talked about his son, but his face was sad, "It is not good to use it. "

"I wonder if I can see the young master?" Chu Jun asked.

"Of course." Ning Gu led him to the main room in the backyard.

In the room, a beautiful female editor was pacing with a baby in her arms, and she was slightly taken aback when she saw him.

"This is my wife, Li Xiaohan." Ning Gu introduced: "Xiaohan, this is the fellow Daoist Chu I brought back from the swamp and wasteland."

After the two met, Chu Jun looked at the child in her arms and asked, "Can I give you a hug, young master?"

Li Xiaohan subconsciously looked at Ning Gu, and seeing Ning Gu nodding, he handed the child in his arms to Chu Jun, but his expression was very nervous.

The child was only a tiny bit bigger, not as long as his arms, and nestled quietly in his arms, pale and breathing weakly, like a poor kitten.

"This child was born with a heavenly spirit body with excellent aptitude. He is absorbing spiritual energy every breath, but the sea of ​​consciousness is weak and cannot carry so much spiritual power, so he shows weakness." Chu Jun said.

"That's right, that's right." Ning Gu was overjoyed when he saw that he was right, "I don't know what you can do?"

He searched seventeen states, but he couldn't find a solution, but the child was too young. Someone deduced that the child died young, but he and Xiaohan were not reconciled to it. They sought medical treatment everywhere, but there was still nothing Nothing.

"If Fellow Daoist can trust me, I can mold the bones for the young master Tuo Hai." Chu Jun said.

Expanding the Sea and Plasticizing the Bone is to broaden the child's sea of ​​consciousness to a wide enough extent. When the child grows up and starts to practice, he will be able to expand it by himself. There is no need to worry about the weak sea of ​​consciousness. Bone shaping is to reshape the root bone... No matter what it is, it is an extremely painful process, even adults can't stand it, let alone a full-term child.

Chu Jun explained to them, and said, "I will take care of it for him, so that he won't feel pain."

Ning Gu said: "How can this be done?"

Not to mention that the requirements for the caster are extremely high, and a slight mistake in Takumi's bone plastic surgery would be fatal to a monk. Few people are willing to take such a big risk for others.

Ning Gu and Li Xiaohan wanted to bear the pain for their son, but they didn't know how to stretch the sea to shape the bone, so the pain could only be transferred to themselves by the practitioner... The two thought about it for a long time, and seeing their son was about to die, they could only Can take a chance.

Chu Jun took out a red rope and tied it between the child's fingers, and wrapped the other end around his own hand. While Takumi plasticizing the child's bones, he transferred all the pain to himself, but he didn't even move his eyebrows. .

The operation took a long time, and when it was almost completed, the child who had been sleeping all this time slowly opened his eyes and looked at him.

Chu Jun smiled at him.

The child gave him a lukewarm look and closed his eyes again.

Chu Jun had no choice but to kill people and dogs.

But in the next second, the child's hand tightly grasped his little finger. The child was weak and his little hand was cold.

Later, when the operation was successful, they all breathed a sigh of relief. Ning Gu and Li Xiaohan thanked him a thousand times, and Chu Jun consciously repaid Ning Gu's life-saving grace. He was ready to say goodbye and leave.

Unexpectedly, when they were parting, Ninggu and his wife suddenly asked him to name the child.

The child was just one month old, and the two of them were afraid that they would not be able to support them, so they never dared to name them. Now that the serious problem in their hearts has been solved, it is natural to ask their benefactor to name them.

Xun Mansion is in the late spring at the right time, the green shade is rising, the grass is growing and the warbler is flying, the green mountains in the distance are endless, the smoke is purple, and there is a long wind blowing, engulfing countless fallen flowers in front of the door and floating towards the sky.

"Take advantage of the [-]-mile long wind and soar up."

"Freedom, no attachments, no hindrances."

"Tell him to ride the wind.""

"Ning Chengfeng."