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

"This is my master's tomb." Ning Buwei looked at the gate of the Yan Mansion in the distance, and said mockingly: "She likes the house of the Yan family, so I moved this house here for her to look at."

Chu Jun froze for a moment. This was the first time that Ning Buwei mentioned the past to him, but he couldn't help but wonder, "You put your master's tomb...in the floating realm?"

Usually monks are buried in a quiet and remote place, so that the dead will not be disturbed by strangers. Although the floating realm is large, it is still a floating secret realm. Even if it is opened once every ten years, the monks who come in are like crucian carp crossing the river. , without interruption.

"I'll just do her last wish." Ning Buwei couldn't figure out why his master couldn't let go of his mind. He still had to choose such a crappy place after everyone was dead.

"Besides, her body is inside. I can't just watch that bald donkey go in and disturb her cleanliness."

Chu Jun said: "Bald donkey? Has he gone in now?"

"Ming Sang." Ning Buwei said: "I have set up many magic circles in this tomb, even if he is in the fusion stage, he will not be able to enter the main tomb for a while."

Chu Jun thought about it carefully, and said, "Aren't they friends with your brother?"

Ning Buwei looked at him in surprise, "You know?"

"I met them when I was traveling in the mortal world." Chu Jun recalled: "At that time, your elder brother and the others were only fifteen or sixteen years old, but they already had some skills."

Ning Buwei raised his eyebrows and said, "They dare to travel to the mortal world at the age of fifteen or sixteen?"

When he was fifteen or sixteen years old, he was detained by Hao Zheng and Ning Xingyuan, and he was not allowed to go anywhere. He tried every means to sneak out to play for a while. The mortal world has a lot of karma, and he has never been there.

Chu Jun said: "At that time, the spiritual energy of the Seventeen States was still abundant, and the entrance to the mortal world had not been taken over by the Chongzheng League, so there would be a lot less restraint."

Ning Buwei snorted lightly, "Chongzheng League..."

He wanted to say something more, but Chu Jun suddenly said, "Someone is here."

In the distance, a group of monks came straight to the Yan Mansion with their swords. The leader was an acquaintance, Shen Xi, the eldest disciple of Wushi Sect Master Chu Linyuan.

Behind Shen Xi followed Chu Bai and several elders from other sects, followed by a group of Chongzheng League disciples.

"This is the location that Zen Master Ming Sang told you." Shen Xi raised his hand to signal everyone to stop, "Let's wait for news from Zen Master."

About a hundred or so people stopped outside the mansion in a mighty manner.

"Hey, isn't the Yan Mansion in Licheng, Zhenzhou? How could it appear in the floating realm?" Someone asked in confusion.

"Hey, the Yan family in Licheng is a small offshoot of the past. The real Yan family was wiped out hundreds of years ago." An elderly monk said: "This house looks like the original Yan family back then. The Yan Mansion of the Eight Classics."

"But what is the relationship between the Yan Mansion and Linglong Gu?"

"Since Zen Master Mingsang asked us to wait here, there must be a reason for him to wait patiently..."

Chu Jun set the barrier on the flying boat very concealed, and the monks of the Chongzheng League happened to stay under the flying boat, Ning Buwei and Chu Jun could hear their words clearly.

This group of people from the Chongzheng League gathered in front of his master's tomb, still staring at his son, Ning Buwei's complexion was dark, and black air was lingering between his fingers.

However, in the next moment, the hand was firmly held by someone, and the black air was swept into the sleeve.

Ning Buwei was stunned, and turned to look at Chu Jun.

"Ning Fan is also in the Floating Realm." Chu Jun said with a serious expression, "Since the tomb is your old friend, Ning Fan and the people behind him must have been prepared. It also involves Linglong Gu—”

"Why don't they just let their dogs bite dogs?" Ning Buwei miraculously understood the twists and turns in his heart.

Chu Jun said solemnly: "You should have retreated for a few years to rest and rebuild your foundation. If you overdraw your spiritual power again and again, you don't feel anything now, and you will inevitably suffer future troubles when you overcome the catastrophe in the future."

Even if they practice steadily, there are countless monks who fell because of their weak foundation before crossing the catastrophe, let alone Ning Buwei now looks like a broken jar that has just been repaired.

Such worrying words sounded like meddling at first glance, but the meaning of concern was clearly placed in front of Ning Buwei.

Just to see if he takes it or not.

Ning Buwei was the most disobedient for being rebellious, and even hated being restrained by others. Chu Jun didn't have much hope that he would listen, but he heard a snort:

"so troublesome--"

"But it makes sense."

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"Is there any news about Chu Xin?" Chu Bai walked up to Shen Xi and asked.

Shen Xi looked at him with indifferent eyes, "Chu Xin was originally under strict supervision and was about to be escorted back to Wushizong for conviction, but I don't know why you ran away as soon as you took over, Junior Brother?"

Chu Bai twitched the corner of his mouth, and said, "Senior Sister has something in her words, do you think I let him go? My little apprentice was almost killed by him. If you hadn't stopped me, I would have killed him with a sword. Senior Sister doubted it." A little too deliberate."

Shen Xi looked away from the gate of the Yan Mansion, "If you want others to know you have to do nothing, I advise Junior Brother to do it yourself."

Chu Bai sneered and said, "I will definitely keep my senior sister's entrustment in mind."

Shen Xi didn't want to talk too much with him, but Chu Bai talked a lot today, "But as far as I know, Ning Buwei has also come to the floating realm, if the senior sister meets him at that time, don't be killed brother The enmity blinded the eyes and ruined the important matter of taking Linglong bone."

"I don't need to bother you." Shen Xi's face sank, and he clenched the sword in his hand.

On the other side, among the gathered disciples, several disciples of the Qingdan Sect felt that they were at the very edge.

"Brother, this place is so evil." Bu Qing frowned, "Are we really going to go in later?"

Jimo Hongcai said: "If everyone goes in, it will be unavoidable. The magic tools and talismans for self-defense are ready."

Buqing's disciples nodded slightly.

"Fellow Daoist Pei, you—fellow Daoist Pei?" Jimo Hongcai patted Pei Heguang on the shoulder.

Pei Heguang seemed to come back to his senses suddenly, and said with a smile, "What's wrong?"

Jimo Hongcai handed him a bottle of life-saving elixir, "If you encounter poisonous miasma inside later, you can take it to regulate breath."

"Thank you." Pei Heguang took the bottle of medicine with gratitude on his face.

"Why are you absent-minded?" Bu Qing got to know him very well, and asked him with a smile, "Could it be that you have a crush on a girl from some sect?"

Pei Heguang blushed, and said blushingly: "No, no, Miss Bu, don't make fun of me."

When Jimo Hongcai saw the jokes between the two of them, it was obvious that Luohua intended to be ruthless, and his junior sister was afraid that she would have a love affair.

However, without waiting for Jimo Hongcai to mediate, the crowd suddenly broke into commotion.

"I would rather not do it! I would rather not do it! He entered the Yan Mansion with a child in his arms!"

"Ning Fan followed closely!" Someone exclaimed.

Jimo Hongcai's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly protected his juniors and juniors behind him, while Pei Heguang stood beside them, but frowned.

Shen Xi, who was at the front, even saw Ning Buwei enter the Yan Mansion with the child in his arms, recalling what Chu Linyuan told him before, and then glanced at Chu Bai next to him, and said decisively: "It's too late to wait for news from Zen Master, Linglong Gu It's in Ning Buwei's hands, everyone follow me in!"

Nearly a hundred monks moved upon hearing the sound, and rushed into the magnificent mansion as if they were facing an enemy, but no one noticed that there were two more ordinary monks at the end of the team.

Turning into Ning Buwei's body, Ning Fan was introduced into the separation formation, followed by members of the Chongzheng League led by Shen Xi and Chu Bai, and Ning Buwei and Chu Jun used the transformation technique to hide Among the crowd, Distraction manipulated the body together.

Since Ning Buwei's current cultivation is far from being able to deify the body, and Chu Jun has already fallen in the Dao Discussion Conference, Ning Fan took this body as Ning Buwei for granted, and spoke nonsense about it.

"I'd rather not, when you buried you Yan Jinzhou here, you never thought you'd come back one day, right?" Ning Fan stepped on the iron chain, with a stinky river of blood under his feet, his eyes fell on the face of the husk, with a gloomy look on his face. Compassionately said with a smile: "Still, you dare not come back?"

Ning Buwei half of the primordial spirit was in the body, and said with a sneer, "Why don't I dare to come back, but you, why have you been following me?"

Ning Fan's eyes fell on the "child" held by the body, and he said with a smile: "Back then, Yan Jinzhou liked others to throw their bones into ashes, but now it's her turn. How can you, a disciple, do it if you don't see it with your own eyes?"

In order to suppress the anger that was surging in his heart, Ning Bu sneered and said, "So what if people die and their bones are destroyed."

"Well, that's not what you said when you saw your parents die with your own eyes." Ning Fan had a cold iron hook in his hand, "It's time for you to think back!"

Ning Buwei was about to control the body to fight against the enemy, but at the moment when he was about to do it, he was pushed into a corner by the other half of the body that did not belong to him, and seized control of the body.

Among the crowd at the edge of the separation and reunion formation, Ning Buwei suddenly came back to his senses, and looked at Chu Jun sullenly.

Chu Jun looked calmly, "Now is not the time to fight."

Ning Buwei clicked his tongue, but did not continue, allowing Chu Jun to manipulate the body into the depths of the formation.

At the same time, Shen Xi's voice came from the front: "Everyone, this should be a large tomb, everyone spread out and look for the entrance."

"Where is the entrance?" Chu Jun asked.

Ning Buwei raised his eyebrows and said, "You really don't want my master to live in peace?"

"Ming Sang has already gone in, and according to Ning Fan, they have already gone in." Chu Jun guessed: "If there is no accident, there should be a fragment of the Suzaku knife waiting for you inside."

"Well, the Suzaku Broken Knife probably has to be on my master, and her body will be smashed into ashes if she gets the broken knife?" Ning Buwei's tone became more serious as he spoke, and finally his voice had a faint murderous intent.

"It shouldn't be that simple." Chu Jun said: "Chongzhengmeng came to Linglonggu, but found your master's tomb. It may not be that there is no handwriting of the person behind Ning Fan. He hasn't shown up yet—"

"We must lure him out this time."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ning Buwei happened to step into the eye of the separation formation, and the Suzaku Broken Knife that had been quietly on his body vibrated eagerly,

Ning Buwei wiped the positioned blood talisman on the broken knife, and the broken knife pointed straight in one direction——

The entrance to Yan Jinzhou's tomb.