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

It was not easy to clean up Ning Xiu's sea of ​​consciousness. By the time he threw out all the useless things, it was already night.

Ning Xiu's little spiritual consciousness floated in the air and let out a decent sigh of relief. He stretched out his hand to pat his stomach, and lay down on Ning Buwei's shoulder.

The little guy's spiritual consciousness was also warm, like a hot cotton ball, rubbing against Ning Buwei's neck.

Ning Buwei poked his little face with his hand, "In the future, I dare to mess things up and solve it myself."

"Ah~" Ning Xiu grinned, turned over on his shoulder, floated into the air, and pressed his soft face against Ning Buwei's, "Ah~"

Daddy is not angry~

The contact with the spiritual sense is more vain than the real body, but it is more intimate. The little guy even has a milky taste in the spiritual sense. His watery eyes are staring at his father, probably because he has been with the little yellow dog for a long time. He touched the tip of Xingning Buwei's nose with the tip of his nose, and his eyes widened in surprise.

It seems incredible.

Ning Buwei laughed lazily, and stretched out his finger to poke his son's little spiritual consciousness.

Ning Xiu smiled and rolled around twice, then swam over with his arms and legs together, touched Ning Buwei's nose with his forehead, and was poked far away by his father, the whole cotton ball stuck to Chu Jun's back.

Chu Jun just reinforced the circle around his son's Sea of ​​Consciousness and marked it with a seal, so that no one could come in for a stroll, when a piece of milk balls was stuck on his back, and he stretched out his hand to hug his son.

Ning Xiu bent his eyes and smiled obediently at Baibai Niang, "Oh~"

Mother, does it hurt?

Chu Jun looked at Ning Buwei.

Ning Buwei stretched out his hand to touch his nose. Before that, he suddenly grabbed someone's wrist and asked about the wound. Seeing that Chu Jun avoided answering, he stabbed him a few words, somewhat abruptly.

But he just didn't like the wound for some reason.

"Come here." Chu Jun's expression was difficult to distinguish.

Ning Buwei thought to himself, could he be punished for playing with his son?He sneered in his heart and strode over, "Why?"

Just a joke, he killed thousands of people without blinking an eye, if Chu Jun dares to scold him now, he will not be polite——

"Leave a mark." A small magic circle appeared in Chu Jun's palm, "Ning Xiu's sea of ​​consciousness defense is too weak, I set a seal, and no one else can get in except you and me."

"...Okay." Ning Buwei left a mark of spiritual consciousness on the small magic circle, and stared at the magic circle a few more times, "Shall I add two strokes?"

Chu Jun nodded.

Seeing that Ning Buwei added a talisman to the small magic circle, the magic circle and the logo disappeared without a trace in an instant, and even Chu Jun couldn't find it anywhere.

Chu Jun's eyebrows moved slightly, "Is this the kind of mark you left in my sea of ​​consciousness?"

No wonder he searched the entire sea of ​​consciousness but couldn't find it.

Ning Buwei stiffened his hand just after adding the talisman, and said with a dry smile, "It was a misunderstanding."

Although he really wanted to kill that "old thing" before, and planned to get his spiritual power first and then swallow the soul, but later realized that he couldn't beat him, so he immediately changed his name and called the senior, which was also very smooth. He seemed to give it back to the other party. A blood talisman was tapped on his shoulder... Hiss.

Ning Buwei couldn't laugh anymore.

"Ah~" Ning Xiu tugged on Chu Jun's front, touched his flat stomach, and signaled to him that he was hungry.

Mother, goofy~

"Go out and talk."

The spiritual consciousness returned to its place, and it was already dark outside.

Ning Xiu opened his eyes to really feel the hunger, his little face wrinkled into a ball of buns, "Woo!"

Gooey!

Ning Buwei looked through the ring, "Where's the rice paste?"

"The third floor of the last grid." Chu Jun stretched out his hand and hugged Ning Xiu from his arms.

"I can go in and erase that sign." Ning Buwei took out the rice paste and said after a pause, "If you mind, you can also go outside...but it will be more troublesome."

"No, keep it." Chu Jun reached out and handed him the bowl.

Ning Buwei took the bowl and glanced at him, "Aren't you afraid that I will do something wrong?"

"What black hand?" Chu Jun asked.

Ning Buwei stared at him for a long while, then jokingly smiled: "What do you think?"

"Force me to make a stove?" Chu Jun said calmly.

Ning Buwei: "..."

He knew that even after 500 years, this person surnamed Chu would still be a black man!

After a stick of incense, Ning Xiu finally ate the glutinous rice, burped, looked at his father and then at Baibai Niangqin, struggled for a while, and decided to sleep in Baibai Niangqin's arms.

The mother's arms are warm and comfortable, and the mother is also very gentle and quiet, unlike Dad, every time he is about to fall asleep, he either pulls his hair or pokes his belly, and sometimes pinches his crotch while he is asleep. Face, let him drool a lot.

Ning Buwei was very dissatisfied when he saw that his son had a mother and forgot his father, so he poked his face, "Little heartless."

"Ah~" Ning Xiu blinked in sleepiness, and buried his small face in Chu Jun's sleeve, leaving a butt for his father.

-

Timeless Sovereign Peak.

"Is this serious?" Chu Linyuan looked at his big apprentice Shen Xi.

"That's what Chu Xin said to his disciples." Shen Xi cupped his hands and said, "It's just that Junior Brother Chu Xin was too young to be overly frightened, and my disciples couldn't judge whether what he said was true or not, but Ruo Ning didn't believe it was true in Wushizong , we’d better get ready early.”

"The real murderer of the original Ye Feng incident has not yet been found out, but the disciples of the inner sect were slaughtered by the same sect, and Elder Chu Wu was killed in public. Rumors have already spread in the sect, people are panicked, and even the sect's general election has been affected. " Chu Bai stood up and said: "Master, this matter should be resolved as soon as possible."

Chu Linyuan paced slowly and said: "Ning Buwei was only at the peak of the transformation of the gods before, and he won't get any benefits from fighting against Venerable Nanshu and others at Xingluoya. If you can escape, I am afraid that your cultivation base has reached the Hinayana stage, so it should not be because you would rather not do it..."

"Master is right. When Elder Chu Wu was killed, including his disciples, there were three elders at the stage of transformation, and one elder at the early stage of fusion, but they didn't have time to react, and they didn't even notice a trace of evil. , if Ning didn't have such a high level of cultivation, it is absolutely impossible to just kill Chu Wu." Shen Xi speculated.

"If this blue light is not Ning Wu, why did he do it?" Chu Bai puzzled: "Manipulating Chu Xin to kill his fellow disciples, and then killing Chu Wu in full view, could it be that he has the same relationship with Ye Feng? hatred?"

Chu Linyuan shook his head, "I'm afraid I got involved."

"Complicated?" Chu Bai frowned.

"Ning Buwei mistakenly killed a brother of the Ning family because he practiced sorcery and became obsessed." Shen Xi said in a deep voice, "Ning Buwei would never expose his scars because of his unruly temperament, but it seems that someone knows him. In Wushizong, Chu Xin deliberately repeated what happened back then...to provoke him."

"That's right." Chu Linyuan looked serious, "Did that little disciple ever say where Ning Buwei is hiding?"

Shen Xi hesitated a bit, "He said that Ning Buwei is now at Yijian Peak, and Jing and Taizun's new recruits have recognized Ning Buwei as his father."

Chu Bai suddenly understood why Shen Xi said that Chu Xin might be talking nonsense when he said that Chu Xin was too frightened at the beginning, how could Jing and Taizun allow a devil to hide under his nose... Moreover, Ning Bu is notorious for being famous He is cold-blooded and cruel, and he recognizes two handymen as his sons, maybe his brain was smashed by the Demon Suppressing Tower.

Chu Linyuan obviously also felt that the news was not very reliable, but he thought more about it than Chu Bai. If it was true that the young disciple said it, and Ning Buwei was under the hands of Jing and Taizun, they would have nothing to worry about.

"Shen Xi, I will leave the matter of Ye Feng to you, you must find out the origin of that blue light as soon as possible." Chu Linyuan said.

"Yes, Master." Shen Xi took the order.

"Wanxuanyuan is here to select disciples, and Chu Bai is going to cooperate with the peaks, valleys, and heavens. If there is not enough manpower, I will ask Li Shangge Chu Lingyun to help you." Chu Linyuan looked at Chu Bai, "The general election of the Zongmen has just started. For the sake of fairness, this year None of the new disciples will be admitted to Wanxuan Yuan."

Both Chu Bai and Shen Xi were stunned for a moment, Chu Bai cupped his hands and said, "Yes, Master."

"Okay, let's all go down." Chu Linyuan waved his hand.

When Shen Xi and Chu Bai went down, a phantom appeared in front of him.

The phantom was dressed in a monk's robe, and there was a sense of compassion between his brows.

"You went to the Floating Realm?" Chu Linyuan pinched his fingers and frowned.

"My disciple Baiyu died strangely." Zen Master Mingsang closed his eyes slightly.

"Did you find anything?" Chu Linyuan asked.

Ming Sang shook his head, "Why are you looking for the poor monk?"

"There is no news about the theft of the Linglong bone so far, and some people in the Chongzheng League can't sit still." Chu Linyuan said: "The rejuvenation formation reappeared in Linjiang City, and Ning Buwei showed his traces in Linjiang City and Wushizong again." , I am afraid that the second round of strangling will begin soon."

"Linglonggu is in Ning Buwei's hands without a doubt." Chu Linyuan said: "He just showed up in Wushizong, he was followed by people, and he came out to kill chickens and monkeys. Not only that, that person also ran from Jing and Taizun's hands gone."

"Nowadays, the power of Hinayana is no more than five fingers. There is no Shi Zongjing and Taizun, Dean Hao Zheng of Wanxuan Yuan, Wang Bin, the patriarch of the Wang family, Sang Xuanqing of Canghailou, and one who has never appeared in 500 years." Chu Linyuan said. : "Eighteen Supreme Elders have worked together to deduce who this person is, so it is possible that it is—"

"500 years ago, he was already Hinayana when he was less than 500 years old." Ming Sang raised his head and gave him a sad and unhappy look, "If he is still alive, [-] years is enough for him to ascend two rounds."

Chu Linyuan was choked by his friend suddenly, and frowned: "What if he suppressed his cultivation on purpose?"

Ming Sang also fell silent, before saying after a while: "Then he is really a jerk."

Outside the main peak hall.

"I heard that Junior Brother Shen Ze died tragically at the place of good deeds, and I would like to ask Senior Sister to express my condolences." Chu Bai cupped his hands at Shen Xi and smiled slightly.

Shen Xi gave him a cold look, "Don't bother Junior Brother."

Chu Bai smiled and said: "Now that the original Ye Feng's talents are withered, it will save senior sister, an elder from the main peak, to work hard for them in the future."

Shen Xi snorted coldly: "I heard that your close friend Wen Heshen from Yunzhongmen made a big mistake and was expelled from the list and abolished alchemy, but there is no need for you to be unclear about Tiantian and Yunzhongmen. "

Chu Bai's eyes darkened, and he said with a smile: "Thank you so much for your concern, senior sister. I only hope that senior sister can find the murderer who killed Elder Chu Wu earlier, so that I can make another contribution in front of the master. Maybe the head of the sect will belong to senior sister in the future." gone."

"Junior brother, don't worry, even if it's not me, it won't fall on your head." Shen Xi sneered and walked away.

The smile on Chu Bai's face narrowed, and when Shen Xi's figure disappeared, Yu Jian flew to Ruogu Peak.

There are already people waiting at Ruogufeng Waterfall.

"It's a stick of incense late." The man turned around slowly and said with a slight smile.

"The head of the sect has some temporary orders." Chu Bai apologized, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for your forgiveness, fellow daoist."

Xie Jiu put his sleeves on his sleeves and praised: "This is like a valley, peaks, waterfalls and flowers. The scenery is very good. It doesn't hurt to wait a little longer."

Chu Bai smiled mischievously.

"The murder of Chen Xi's younger brother was done by Ning Buwei. You can disclose the news to her and lead her to investigate." Xie Jiu said without any haste.

"Okay." Chu Bai responded, and tentatively said: "I don't know if that Qing Guang respects his old man?"

Xie Jiu glanced at him lightly.

Chu Bai said: "It's not that I talk too much, but the head of the sect sent Shen Xi to investigate the identity of Qing Guang. Do I want to cover one or two?"

"No need." Xie Jiu glanced at him lightly, "You just need to do what you have to do, and soon the head of the Timeless Sect will be yours, understand?"

Chu Bai smiled and said, "That's natural."

"Wen Heshen's accomplishments are insufficient and his failures are more than failures, so don't follow in his footsteps." Xie Jiu warned: "No matter what method you think of, hold Chu Jun back, and don't let him leave Wushizong for half a step."

Chu Bai smiled wryly and said: "Tai Zun, he has a high level of cultivation. If he wants to leave, even the head of the sect can't. I'm just an elder—"

"Advanced cultivation?" Xie Jiu laughed, "It's just a person with mediocre qualifications."

Chu Bai was startled.

"Ning Buwei will leave the child to him, and it is estimated that the two handymen will stay with him. If he can't get close to Chu Jun, can't he get close to the handyman and the child?" Another slap, the two battles in the void are about to draw out his inner demons, and his cultivation will also be imprisoned... The conditions are so sufficient, if you still can't hold him back, it doesn't matter if the head of the sect doesn't do it in the future."

Chu Bai pondered for a moment, "My lord... do you want to lure Chu Jun into a demon?"

"This is not something you have to worry about." Xie Jiu said in a deep voice, "You just need to remember that neither Chu Jun nor that child can stay."

Chu Bai nodded, "Yes."

-

Ning Bu completed the breath adjustment, and felt that the spiritual power in his body was more abundant, so he squeezed a string of small balls with spiritual power, and led them to find his son.

Ning Xiu and Chu Jun lived in the room next to him, and when he entered, he saw Ning Xiu stomping on Chu Jun's hand angrily, "Ah!"

No!

Ever since this kid met Chu Jun, his "mother" didn't recognize his father. He felt that his "mother" was so good, and he wished he could stick to Chu Jun. Rather than being sour for a long time, it was the first time he saw him lose his temper at Chu Jun. He raised his eyebrows and said, "What's the matter?"

Chu Jun looked at the half-sprinkled medicine, and gave him a faint look, "I refuse to drink the medicine."

Ning Buwei's eyes paused on his face for a moment, and then he looked at his ignorant son, and walked over to take the bowl in Chu Jun's hand, "Just pour it in."

Chu Jun disagreed: "It's too bitter to pour it in, and it's easy to choke."

Ning Buwei raised his eyebrows and said: "A man, what are you afraid of?"

"He's still a child." Chu Jun forbade him to mess around.

"Squeamish." Ning Buwei looked down at his son, and said with a serious face, "If you don't drink it, your soul will fly away."

"Uh~" Ning Xiu pursed his lips, wanting to hug Chu Jun pitifully.

"Don't scare him." Chu Jun reached out and picked up his son, stroking his little head.

Ning Buwei only felt that his son deserved a beating, and said to Chu Jun, "Don't spoil him with everything."

A smile flashed in Chu Jun's eyes, but it was fleeting. When Ning Buwei looked at him, his expression was still calm, "Okay."

Ning Buwei held the bowl of medicine in thought for a moment, snapped his fingers, and the black bowl of medicine immediately turned into sweet rice paste. He slapped Ning Xiu's nose, squinted his eyes and coaxed: " Smell it, it's rice flour."

Chu Jun: "..."

No matter how you look at this coaxing expression, he doesn't look like a good person, as if he wants to poison his son.

Ning Xiu sniffed the scent, shrugged his little nose, and stretched his neck to look at the bowl.

Ning Buwei fed him a spoonful, and said firmly, "Isn't it delicious?"

Ning Xiu nestled in his white mother's arms, tasted the mush that didn't taste right, a daze flashed across his little face, but was finally confused by his father's expression, "Ah~"

Fragrant~

However, there is an indescribable smell...

Ning Buwei coaxed and tricked him into feeding him a few spoonfuls, but Ning Xiu refused to eat any more, staring at Ning Buwei accusingly, "Ah!"

Bitter!

Ning Buwei said solemnly: "It's not bitter, I'll show you how to drink it."

After speaking, he really took a spoonful and drank it, almost vomited out of the bitterness, but he still said expressionlessly: "It's so sweet."

Ning Xiu looked at him suspiciously.

"If you don't believe me, let your mother have a sip too." Ning Buwei coaxed the child painstakingly, took a spoonful and handed it to Chu Jun's mouth, Ning Xiu also turned his head.

Chu Jun looked at Ning Buwei with a difficult expression, "Mother?"

"Ah~" Ning Xiu obediently followed suit.

mother~

Ning Bu felt guilty, and directly stuffed the spoon into Chu Jun's mouth.

The bitter taste of the medicine instantly spread in his mouth, Chu Jun stared at Ning Buwei without changing his face, his Adam's apple moved slightly, and he swallowed the medicine slowly.

Ning Buwei squinted his eyes, and forced his eyes to fall on his son, "Look, you—the other dad also drank it, sweet."

Ning Xiu looked up at Chu Jun.

Chu Jun lowered his eyes and said, "Well, sweet."

The two fathers co-operated to lie to their son with peace of mind, and somehow made Ning Xiu drink less than half a bowl of medicine.

Ning Buwei had never been so tired from fighting, so he put the medicine bowl on the table and slumped on the chair without moving.

Chu Jun made a trick to wash the drugged sleeves, and fed a small spoonful of fruit pulp to his tearful son. Ning Xiu's eyes lit up immediately.

Ning Buwei slumped on the chair, closed his eyes and raised his head to rest, and still teased him, "Cooperate with me and give me medicine and you give me sugar, and you do all the good things—hmm."

Before he finished speaking, a warm sweetness came from his lips, and Ning Buwei suddenly opened his eyes.

Seeing Chu Jun standing beside him, holding his son in one hand and taking the spoon away from his mouth in the other, he lowered his eyes and asked, "Is it sweet?"

Ning Xiu stared at Ning Buwei with innocent eyes, imitating his mother and asking, "Huh?"

Is it sweet?

Ning Buwei pursed his lips subconsciously, the sweetness of fruit pulp spread along the tip of his tongue, making him a little confused, and after a while, he said slowly: "Sweet."

Chu Jun was noncommittal, and fed Ning Xiu another half spoon, and carried him to the window to watch the scenery outside.

Ning Buwei stared at Chu Jun's back suspiciously.

Did he remember?

He then dismissed the idea.

Whether Chu Jun remembered it or not, it was impossible between them, he would never fall twice on one person, let alone Chu Jun.

"I'll go back first." Ning Buwei felt that the sweetness of the fruit pulp was really overbearing, it stuck tightly to his lips and teeth and refused to dissipate, which was very annoying.

Chu Jun hugged Ning Xiu and sent him to the door.

Ning Buwei suddenly turned around and asked, "Have you ever seen that blue light?"

"Never." Seeing his frown, Chu Jun said again: "I have discussed with Ning Xingyuan, and that person is not following the Ning family's path."

Ning Buwei was taken aback, "Isn't it the way of the Ning family?"

"Well, although the four-element Liuhe formation on the original Yefeng resembles Ning Xingyuan's handwriting, there are still subtle differences." Chu Jun said: "It's more like just wanting to lure you over."

When going to the original Yefeng, Ning Buwei lost all his cultivation, he could only deduce it through the way of formation, but it is difficult to distinguish those extremely subtle differences.

"In your opinion—" Ning Buwei paused after speaking, "Forget it, don't get involved in these things."

As long as Chu Jun is around, it will not be a problem to protect the entire Wushizong. It is a thousand times better for Ning Xiu to stay with Chu Jun than to follow him.

Chu Jun seemed to have seen through his thoughts at a glance, "You have just recovered from a serious injury, so it is not appropriate to use your spiritual power in a big way. The other party is not kind. You should stay and recuperate well before making plans."

Ning Buwei folded his arms and leaned against the door frame, and smiled maliciously: "Jinghe Taizun, since you have gone to the ceremony of leaving the customs, you should know who I am now, and now you want to keep me here." Timeless sect?"

Chu Jun frowned slightly, remembering the heinous people who were mentioned in the ceremony, then looked at Ning Buwei, and said in a flat tone, "Do you know who you are?"

Ning Buwei stretched out a hand, and a cloud of black mist overflowing with evil spirits emerged from the palm of his hand. He moved towards his eyes and said, "Did you see it? It was made by those people who have lost their souls. Even if you don't mention this, when I cross the tribulation You have also seen the tribulation thunder."

No orthodox monk's tribulation thunder would be so sinister.

Chu Jun stared at him without changing his expression, "There are three thousand roads, each with its own way."

Ning Buwei said: "Aren't you afraid that I will stir up a bloody storm in your Timeless Sect?"

"Wu Shizong is not mine." Chu Jun's tone was indifferent, "The jungle of the cultivation world preys on the strong, but each depends on his own ability."

Ning Buwei was stunned, then smiled and said: "If the people of Wushizong heard their Taizun say this, I'm afraid they would be heartbroken."

"Ning Chengfeng." Chu Jun frowned slightly, "Don't laugh if you don't want to."

Ning Buwei froze for a moment with a smile on his face, and his words were thorny, "Jing and Taizun are a bit lenient."

"Yeah?" Ning Xiu recovered from his doze, and noticed that the atmosphere between his father and mother was a bit weird, he looked at this and then that suspiciously.

what's wrong?

"Woo~" Seeing that they ignored him, Ning Xiu sobbed tearfully.

You understand me~

Ning Buwei was silent for a moment, then suddenly hooked the corners of his lips, "Also, my name is Ning Buwei."

After speaking, he left without looking back.

Chu Jun watched him enter the next room, looked down at his son who was about to cry, and wiped his saliva.

"Huh?" Ning Xiu looked at him puzzled.

"It's okay, he's just a little unhappy." Chu Jun whispered.

"Ah~" Ning Xiu spat a bubble of saliva at him.

Chu Jun smiled, and then looked at the tightly closed door next door.

"I always like to lose my temper."

"Ah?" Ning Xiu stuck out his tongue at his mother.

Chu Jun answered him seriously: "It's the same as you don't like to drink medicine."

When Ning Xiu heard the "medicine", his small face immediately wrinkled into a steamed bun.

-

Chu Xin was still a little dazed when he was brought out of the spirit-binding formation, and he stretched out his hand to block the glare of the sun, "Senior Sister Shen, did the master really agree to let me go?"

Shen Xi nodded, "This matter has been investigated very clearly, so naturally I won't lock you up."

Chu Xin had mixed feelings, "Thank you, Senior Sister and Senior Uncle, for running for me."

"This is what it should be." Shen Xi handed him his saber, "It's just that you are the only one left in the original Yefeng inner sect now, and now you can't support the responsibility of a peak. If you want to switch to other peaks, I will It can also be used as a referral."

Chu Xin looked at the sword in a daze, and the scene of him losing his sanity and slashing at his senior brother in the backtracking state flashed in front of his eyes. He paused when he reached out to catch the sword, then clenched his fist and said, "Senior sister, I still ... choose another sword."

A faint trace of disappointment and regret flashed in Shen Xi's eyes, "It's okay, I'll take you to Zangjian Peak another day."

"Thank you, Senior Sister." Chu Xin withdrew his hand and asked again, "Would you rather catch it?"

Shen Xi remembered Chu Linyuan's instructions, and said to him: "This matter is of great importance, and the elders in the sect make their own decisions. You can go to class with peace of mind. As for the murderer who killed your master and brothers, he will definitely be brought to justice."

This means not letting him get involved in this matter.

Chu Xin could only nod his head.

Shen Xi sent him to a new residence, and before leaving, he warned: "If you hear some gossip, don't take it to heart, just remember that you have a clear conscience."

Chu Xin nodded, watching Shenxi leave.

He returned to the new disciple's dormitory with a weary complexion, but saw that his things had been thrown on the ground, his eyes paused, and he frowned and said, "Who did it?"

The other disciples in the room were all silent, concentrating on their own business.

Chu Xin gritted his teeth and picked up the quilt.

"Where are you going to sleep tonight?" A disciple asked the person next to him in a low voice.

"I agreed with Junior Brother Li to squeeze with him." The disciple said, "I don't want to be chopped into pieces in the middle of the night."

"Hiss... no, I'll go and talk to my brother, I don't want to sleep here either."

"Elder, really, it's not good to let him go somewhere, but he arranged for us to stay..."

"Is it too long to live with him? My brothers and sisters can do it."

Chu Xin turned his back to them, made the bed silently, turned and walked out.

"It can be counted as gone, what a bad luck."

Chu Xin walked forward with his head down, listening to the whispers of passers-by.

"Is it him?"

"Who?"

"The original Yefeng... killed his own senior brother, and I heard that he also killed his master."

"What!? Why is this kind of person released?"

"He has a backer, his father is the head's disciple, who dares to touch him..."

"Oh, this kind of ungrateful and wolf-hearted person has the face to live in this world. If I were him, I would have killed myself and apologized!"

"Hey, keep your voice down, be careful not to be cut into a paste by him holding a sword in the middle of the night..."

"Is this evil cultivation?"

"Why didn't anyone come to save this scourge, and let it out to harm people..."

Chu Xin walked faster and faster, but he didn't have a sword with him and couldn't control it, so he finally started to run in big strides.

When the voices of the people faded away, he no longer knew where he had come. He saw a cliff in front of him, and he was sitting on the edge of the cliff with a gloomy expression, his sleeves shaking by the wind.

There was a sudden sound of footsteps behind him.

Chu Xin thought, it would be fine if this person pushed him down directly.

But he didn't want the man to sit down beside him.

Chu Xin turned his head in surprise, but found that this person looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him.

"Linggu Sect thanks for the wine, and works as a cook at Ruogu Peak." The man smiled at him with warm eyebrows, "I often come here to watch the sunset, and I just happened to meet fellow Taoist today."

Chu Xin was in a bad mood, but when someone introduced himself to him, he should say who he was according to the etiquette. He hesitated for a while and said, "I am Chu Xin."

Xie Jiu didn't seem to know him, and pointed to the cloud in the sky, "Did you see that cloud?"

Chu Xin looked in the direction he pointed, nodded, "I see."

"Will you still remember what it looks like tomorrow?" Xie Jiu asked.

Chu Xin nodded, "Naturally."

"What about in a month?" Xie Jiu asked again.

Chu Xin became a little uncertain, "Should?"

"What about after that year?" Xie Jiu asked.

Chu Xin shook his head.

"What about ten or a hundred years later?" Xie Jiu looked at him with a smile.

Chu Xin was a little dazed, but thoughtful.

"This cloud only exists for this moment." Xie Jiu smiled slightly, "But you can live for hundreds of thousands of years, and you don't even remember seeing this cloud."

Chu Xin twitched the corner of his mouth, "Do you know me?"

"You like to eat the roasted sparrows I made with your junior brother." Xie Jiu looked up at the cloud, "Every time I ask me to give you a big one."

Chu Xin thought of Chu Zhi, his eyes turned red, and he lowered his head.

Xie Jiu stretched out his hand and patted his head, "Since the head of the sect released you, you are innocent, so you don't have to make trouble with yourself."

Chu Xin had a sore nose and looked at his hands, "But I... killed them with my own hands."

"You're just being controlled by bad people." Xie Jiuwen said, "It's unwise to impose human mistakes on yourself."

Chu Xin lowered his head and did not speak, but heard a whirring sound from the side, followed by half of the roasted sparrows in his hand.

"Half for you." Xie Jiu smiled and said, "You're welcome."

Chu Xin sniffed, smelled the scent, picked it up and took a bite, said in a muffled voice, "Everyone thinks I'm unlucky, aren't you afraid?"

Xie Jiu looked up at the cloud, but reached out and handed him a handkerchief, "Every time you praise the food I make is delicious, I like to watch you eat."

Chu Xin took his handkerchief, "I'll wash it and return it to you."

Xie Jiu turned his head and smiled at him, "No, I'll see you off."

The two sat on the edge of the cliff and watched the sun sink slowly, leaving only the colorful clouds in the sky, and the mountain wind gradually picked up.

"I'm going back." Xie Jiu turned his head and asked him, "Will you come tomorrow?"

Chu Xin moved his lips, but didn't speak.

Xie Jiu said: "Tomorrow I will bring some nuts, do you want to drink peach blossom wine?"

Chu Xin nodded slowly.

Xie Jiu showed him a gentle smile.

-

a few days later.

At first sight.

Feng Zizhang sat cross-legged on the stone to draw his true energy, and said with a bitter face, "It still doesn't work."

Jiang Yi was chopping down with his sword horizontally, and there was a gust of wind, and he lowered his head in frustration, "I can't either."

"If you can't, find someone to teach you." A lazy voice came from the tree.

Feng Zizhang looked up, his eyes lit up, "Father?"

Jiang Yizheng walked under the tree a few steps, looked up at Ning Buwei, "Dad, why did you come here? Is Xiaoshan's soul stable?"

In the past few days, Ning Buwei and Chu Jun have been temporarily stabilizing Ning Xiu's spirit, tried many methods, but they never stepped out of the yard.

"It's almost there." Ning Buwei sat up from the tree branch, looked down at them both, "If you just think about it on your own, you won't be able to figure out anything in ten or eight years."

"Father, can you give us some guidance?" Feng Zizhang scratched his hair and said distressedly, "I always feel that I'm close to being able to form the alchemy, but it's just that close."

"I can't find the trick to use a sword." Jiang Yizheng was holding the sword and worrying, "But Dad, you use a sword."

"My cultivation method is different from yours, so there's no need to learn from me." Ning Buwei refused them politely, and asked him to be a guide of evil cultivators, probably because he felt that he was not fast enough to get mad.

He pointed to the small yard not far away, "Do you know who that is inside?"

"Xiaoshan's mother—the other father?" Jiang Yizheng spoke quickly.

"Jinghe Taizun?" Feng Zizhang seemed to understand, not quite sure: "But Jinghe Taizun is a genius, we are mediocre, I'm afraid we won't be able to catch his eyes."

"Who told you that he is a genius?" Ning Buwei had a strange expression on his face.

"Ah? Isn't it?" Jiang Yizheng said blankly: "That is the Taizun of Wushizong, a thousand-year-old Hinayana power."

"He is in the third grade of aptitude, and he has never been on the list of secrets." Ning Buwei broke a branch and glanced at the gloomy sky, it looked like it was about to snow.

Jiang Yizheng said in surprise: "Jinghe Taizun's aptitude is only in the third grade!?"

Feng Zizhang also looked incredible.

"What's so shocking about this." Ning Buwei turned the branch in his hand, and knocked on the forehead one by one, "There are very few people with excellent aptitude in the cultivation world. Aptitude, luck, Dao heart... you can't lack any of them. But since they have spiritual roots, they can be called qualified, and those mortals without spiritual roots are called unqualified, and those who can ascend in the end are mostly monks with mediocre qualifications."

"Why?" Jiang Yizheng felt hot, but he still didn't understand.

"Geniuses with heavenly spirit bodies and first-class aptitudes are rare, and even fewer survive and successfully ascend." Ning Buwei threw the branch, "But geniuses always have more gimmicks...don't worry about it... For these things, as long as you remember to practice steadfastly, and you have a little mind, you will be able to survive in the seventeen states."

Feng Zizhang and Jiang Yizheng half-understood what they heard, as if they were aware of it.

Ning Buwei was afraid that these two little fools would not understand, so he deliberately said it bluntly, "Just like Jing and Taizun, he has cultivated steadily all the way to Hinayana, and has never accepted an apprentice."

"Father, what do you mean—" Jiang Yizheng opened his mouth in surprise.

Ning Buwei nodded, "If you call me Sheng Dad, then Ning Xiu is your younger brother, do you understand?"

"Understood!" Feng Zizhang nodded vigorously, picked up Jiang Yizheng and left, "Dad, don't worry!"

Ning Buwei raised his eyebrows, these two little idiots were finally smart for a while.

If you have an advantage, don’t take advantage of the bastards. You don’t know how to use the ready-made master in front of you. You are here to practice hard. At Chu Jun’s level, just give them a few words at will, which is better than their hard work for three to five years.

Ning Buwei felt that his cheap father really took great pains for his children.

Jiang Yi was following Feng Zizhang, wondering: "Zizhang, what do you understand?"

"Father just said that Xiao Shan is our younger brother, what does Xiao Shan call Tai Zun?" Feng Zizhang asked.

"Mother... or father?" Jiang Yi was thinking of the stunning appearance of the Taizun, and compared it with her father's evil and domineering face, it was definitely the one who was bullied, and murmured: "Let's call mother!" .”

"Didn't our father mean to let us meet our relatives?" Feng Zizhang said with confidence.

Jiang Yizheng always felt that something was wrong, "It's...is it?"

Feng Zizhang said with firm eyes: "Absolutely, and I see that our father seems to have that kind of meaning for Taizun."

Jiang Yizheng was at a loss, "Yes, yes?"

Ever since she knew that Ning Buwei was the big devil, she was worried every day that the Taizun would kill her father with a sword in order to do justice for the heavens.

"Sister." Feng Zizhang stopped and looked at her solemnly, "Don't you want to have a complete family?"

Jiang Yizheng's eyes suddenly became hot, and he said firmly, "Tai Zun will be my mother from now on."

If Tai Zun and her father became Taoist couples, he would definitely be reluctant to behead her father—although Ning Buwei had a bad temper, Jiang Yizheng still had confidence in her father's handsome face.

Feng Zizhang patted her on the head, "Although, it's safer to call Dad."

The two people over there were thinking about how to recognize another father, but they didn't know that the father here was about to leave.

Ning Buwei has recovered from his injury now, and his cultivation has reached the early stage of Jindan, it will be a matter of time before he becomes a baby and transforms into a god, and he can vaguely feel that his cultivation speed is much faster, which can be regarded as a blessing in disguise.

Now that Ning Xiu has Chu Jun to take care of him, Jiang Yizheng and Feng Zizhang have a better future if they are with Chu Jun even if they are just doing handymen.

Ning Buwei glanced at his ring, a Suzaku knife handle, five broken blades, and