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

Kun Mansion is located in the southwest of the Seventeen States, the climate is warm and humid, and there are many plains and rivers, so the land is fertile. In addition, the entrance to the mortal world is also in Zhenzhou, so mortals gather and have a large population. It is the most prosperous and lively part of the Seventeen States. state.

And the best place in Zhenzhou is Licheng.

There are many gates in the city, wide avenues, vertical and horizontal, and slanting, shops and restaurants are crowded with people, high pavilions, silver terraces, wind curtains and thin curtains embrace red and emerald greens, cars and horses come and go on the streets, and there are countless pear blossoms in full bloom. float.

As soon as you enter Licheng, the world of mortals rushing towards your face will clean up the uncontaminated coldness of the monks. It is lively and cheerful, bustling, as if you are really in the mortal world, and you will be covered with fireworks unconsciously.

I haven't set foot here for nearly 500 years, and I revisit the old place, but my mood is very peaceful.

Both he and Chu Jun have suppressed their cultivation to the foundation-building stage, and their body shape and appearance have completely changed. Chu Jun's transformation technique is so perfect that even high-ranking monks can't see through it. What kind of magic is used in it.

On the street, there are quite a few disciples wearing swords and wearing the uniform uniforms of various sects, Qingdan Sect, Hehuan Sect, Hanyan Sect...Xie Jiawei's family, Ge family...most of them are members of the Chongzheng League.

Although Licheng is still as lively as ever, it always gives people a kind of tranquility before the storm.

"The newly released pear flower brew - strong spiritual power, mellow taste -" the waiter in the wine house shouted at the top of his voice.

Pear trees are planted all over the city of Licheng, and pear blossom brewing is famous far and wide, and the whole street is filled with fragrance.

Chu Jun said: "The entrance to the Floating Sky Realm is a hundred miles outside of Licheng, and it will open at midnight every night. Hua Ran has already entered in advance. Tonight we can go with the monks of the Chongzheng League."

Ning Buwei didn't know what he was thinking, so he walked straight forward without answering his words.

"Chengfeng?" Chu Jun called him.

Ning Buwei took a few steps forward, and turned to look at him when he heard the sound, his eyes were a bit dazed, "What?"

"Go to the Floating Realm tonight."

"Okay." Ning Buwei nodded.

Chu Jun said: "Go to the inn to rest first."

Ning Buwei nodded and walked forward, almost being hit by someone, Chu Jun dragged him to his side, and he followed obediently.

When he arrived at the inn, Chu Jun closed the door and set up a barrier, then turned around and asked him, "Are you distracted and not used to manipulating the body?"

Ning Buwei frowned, "Yes."

Only monks at the Hinayana stage and above can distract and control the body. It is better not to think that there is only Jindan stage now. Even with Chu Jun leading it, it still feels a bit overwhelming to divide the primordial spirit into two.

Moreover, half of his soul and Chu Jun's soul were squeezed into the same body, as if he was next to Chu Jun all the time, which felt... very strange.

"Just focus on one place." Chu Jun walked up to him and drew the Dao'an talisman for him with his own hands.

Ning Buwei coughed lightly, "I'm not Ning Xiu."

Chu Jun said: "The soul is suddenly separated, it is inevitable that you will be uneasy, just get used to it."

"Your shapeshifting technique," Ning Buwei couldn't hold back his curiosity after all, and couldn't help asking, "How did you do it?"

He looked over and over at the An An talisman that Chu Jun had just drawn. The strokes were perfect as if they had been rubbed out of a book, and they were neat and unremarkable.

Chu Jun heard the words and said, "This transfiguration technique was just mentioned by you back then—"

When he said this, he paused suddenly.

Ning Buwei carefully recalled all the things he got along with Chu Jun, but he had no memory at all. He narrowed his eyes, "Did I mention it casually back then?"

Chu Jun didn't change his face and said: "Maybe I remembered wrongly."

Ning Buwei immediately felt even more strange, but before he had time to ask in detail, he heard a noise coming from outside.

"Come... help me..."

"...The Immortal Medicine Valley will never give up if you don't take revenge!"

Ning Buwei opened the window, and a strong bloody smell wafted in along the wind. He heard the reputation and looked around, only to see several monks whose clothes were completely stained with blood, and one of them had a broken arm and was desperately swallowing pills.

Ordinary people didn't know why, and watched and whispered from a distance, but a few monks from the Chongzheng League stepped forward, and one of them asked, "Are you a fellow Taoist from the Valley of Immortal Medicine?"

"Exactly." The man with the broken arm had a pale face, and said in a sad voice: "The Valley of Immortal Medicine...was suddenly attacked by gangsters, and all the elders in the valley fell... I am lucky enough to save my life, that person It is said that within a hundred days, all the sects of Xinzhou will be slaughtered!"

When this statement came out, everyone was lost.

Some of the monks of the Chongzheng League asked, "Do you know who this person is?"

"Ning, Ning Fan! He said his name is Ning Fan!"

"But that Ning Fan who caused chaos at the Dao Discussion Conference three months ago?"

"It's this man!"

"It's Ning again..."

"I heard that Ning Fan was ordered by Ning Buwei..."

"Eh? Didn't you say that Ning Buwei rescued people in Lun Dao Mountain?"

"Oh, it must be a rumor... It's just a bird of a feather."

"Anyone with the surname Ning will have no good, tsk."

Ning Buwei leaned against the window with her arms folded, listening to these people's words, seeing the expressions of disgust and fear on their faces, and laughed out loud.

The window was closed suddenly, blocking all the sounds from the outside.

Ning Buwei looked at Chu Jun, and said casually: "They are right, it is really not good to be associated with someone surnamed Ning."

Now that Chu Jun got involved in his affairs, he not only suspended his death, but also ran around with him, and it was difficult to purify properly.

"Don't take the gossip of insignificant people to heart." Chu Jun sat at the table making tea.

Ning Buwei curled his lips, walked over and sat opposite him, and took the tea he had brewed rudely, "Didn't Tai Zun hear that people's mouths melt gold and accumulate gold and destroy bones?"

"They can't beat you, they're talking nonsense." Chu Jun poured himself another cup of tea.

Ning Buwei stared at him for a while while holding the tea in his hand, then laughed out loud, the tea in the cup swayed and spilled a lot, but he didn't care, put his arms on the table, the teacup in his hand was the same as Chu Jun touched it lightly and drank it down.

"Tai Zun, you are really likable."

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into the night.

There are many wineries and wine cellars in the outskirts of Licheng. The smell of wine is all over the road, and the spiritual power is strong. If the cultivation level is lower, I am afraid that I will be completely drunk just by the smell of wine.

The entrance to the Floating Realm happens to be near Shijifang, the largest wine shop in the suburbs. Although the owner of Shijifang is an ordinary person, he is very good at doing things. He has built a lot of luxurious sheds around for The monks who waited for the secret realm to open rested, and even provided spiritual food and pear blossom brewing for free.

Although monks are used to waiting for the secret realm to open, if they can be more comfortable, no one will refuse.

Many monks felt sorry for them, and they left a few spirit stones, or gave a few spells they drew and small things that ordinary people could use.

Ning Buwei mixed with Chu Jun in the group of monks, didn't pay attention, and sat down in a shed at random, and someone brought snacks and pear blossom wine, "Immortal elders take it slow."

Chu Jun put a Ganoderma lucidum on his tray, and the boy was overjoyed, "Thank you, Immortal Elder."

After making many bows again and again, he happily left.

Ning Bu poured it for himself, and said with a smile: "This thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum is an extraordinary thing. The moment you shot it, the eyes of those monks were straightened. Believe it or not, the boss will come right away?"

It was only then that Chu Jun remembered that he had just retreated for 500 years, and the ordinary Ganoderma lucidum that he picked up at random back then... naturally also aged.

Sure enough, at that time, the owner of the trace shop brought people over with a smile on his face to thank him. He looked about 50 or [-] years old, with many wrinkles on his face, and he bowed his hands with a smile, "Oh, thank you, thank you! Give Ganoderma lucidum! Jiang Mai, the master of Xiashijifang, this is the immortal Zui of our Shijifang, let's talk about it and express our gratitude, and hope that the immortal will not be disgusted."

Ning Buwei looked up at him when he said his surname was Jiang, slightly dazed.

Chu Jun nodded when he heard the words, and Jiang Mai brought up a small palm-sized wine jar with both hands, said a few auspicious words to him, and asked his name.

"No school, no sect, scattered cultivators, thousands of miles away." Chu Jun said.

Jiang Mai complimented a few more words before leaving contentedly.

Seeing that Ning Buwei was staring at the small jar of wine in a daze, Chu Jun pushed him in front of him, "Do you like to drink?"

"Reluctantly." Ning Buwei took a look at the wine jar, first poured a glass for Chu Jun, then poured it for himself, took a sip, and said slowly: "Their wine has always had a bitter taste, and it is not well brewed. How about it."

"You know that Jiang Mai?" Chu Jun asked.

"I don't know." Ning Buwei took another sip, "Tsk, it's still bitter."

Chu Jun was trying to persuade him to drink less, when the spiritual power around him suddenly began to fluctuate, and many monks who were waiting got up and looked.

Under the bright moonlight, a majestic and bright white jade gate appeared in front of everyone in the midair. They said it was magnificent because it was huge. It is bright - because it is inlaid with countless gold and silver jewels, and under the moonlight, it looks like countless bright stars, which is extremely exaggerated.

When the time came, the sound of the watch sounded, and the three big characters "Floating Realm" shrouded in clouds and mist were revealed. Xianle was ringing around the ears, and the closed gate of the Floating Realm burst open, and rich and pure spiritual power rushed in. Come on, the coercion belonging to the ancient secret realm is sinking.

Countless monks sacrificed magical artifacts and turned them into streamers, and flew towards the gate of the Floating Realm. Some people entered easily, and some who were weak were blocked by the coercive spiritual force, spitting blood from the mouth.

Even if they enter together, everyone will end up in the same place, and there are many dangers inside. The safest way is to form a contract temporarily. Chu Jun is about to turn his head and explain to Ning Buwei, but Ning Buwei directly Yu Jian flew into the gate of the Floating Realm and disappeared.

Chu Jun's hand that was about to pull him froze in mid-air.

The small wine jar filled with immortal drunkenness on the table rolled around a few times and landed at Chu Jun's feet, making an empty bang, and there was not even a drop of wine left.

Jing He Taizun who hadn't even touched a drink: "..."

He should have been vigilant when he saw the words "immortal drunk".