Stay with me, I rely on the childbearing system to get pregnant and dote on me alone

Ning Changting looked down and saw that it was Chun Yuan's youngest daughter, Zi Xi.

"Grandpa, can I hide under your robe?" the quirky little girl asked, tilting her head, "I'm playing hide-and-seek with my grandma."

"Of course." Ning Changting lifted his robe and motioned for her to come in.

Zixi hid in and chatted with Ning Changting before Chajiu came.

"Grandpa, is my mother your favorite?" she asked.

Ning Changting thought for a while and said, "No."

Zixi was a little surprised: "That's Aunt Chunrui?"

"Not at all."

"First uncle? Second uncle? Little uncle?" she asked one by one.

"neither."

Cha Jiu has already arrived, looking a little angry: "Zixi? Song Zixi? Come out!"

This little girl actually dared to take apart the good-luck dumplings she had made all afternoon and find the copper coins hidden inside!

hateful!

"Then who do you like best?" Zi Xi was still wandering leisurely.

"I like your grandmother best."

Ning Changting smiled, then opened his robe, revealing the small flame hidden underneath, and said to Chajiu, "She is here."

Zi Xi: "..."

Chajiu gritted his teeth: "Song Zixi!"

The days passed in excitement.

Ning Changting served as prime minister throughout his life and made a lot of contributions to the country and the country. The former prince and current emperor couldn't help but praise him: "He deserves to enjoy the imperial temple."

He and Cha Jiu were in love for a long time and never had a single quarrel. They eventually passed away at the age of 95.

Cha Jiu followed him and left the small world.

"Ding - the Ancestral Temple is here again~" the system's long-lost voice sounded.

"Ning Changting's favorability reaches [-]%, your husband is worthy of the honor of the Ancestral Temple, and the task of continuous heirs is completed. The overall task score of the host is SSS level, and the points can be accumulated to the next world."

"Host, please be prepared and start the transmission to the next world immediately."

"Aren't there any days off?"

"I've been on leave recently."

The world in front of Cha Jiu was blurry again.

System: "In this world, your identity is a saint from the Lingxu Sect, named Jingli. 500 years ago, you used your demigod bones to seal the demonic dragon, and you fell into a deep sleep. 500 years later, the seal was loosened, and you When you return to Lingxu Sect again, your cultivation in the transformation stage has been exhausted, and your position in the sect has been replaced by a time-traveling woman."

Chajiu: "Is it another missionary?"

System: "That's right, but her system is to plunder luck. The worse you are, the better she is."

Chajiu: "How does her system compare with yours?"

The system pouted: "Don't compare that low-dimensional system with me. I never look at the day of the week when I eat KFC."

"Oh."

"The target this time is a god. He was born at the beginning of chaos, when all things were unknown. The world respected him as the God of God. He has no form or trace. When the God of God was born, the way of heaven began."

Cha Jiu: "God also wants to give birth to a son?"

System: "The Taoism is declining, and the Taoist hearts of various sects are unstable. The God wants to find a mother body that can withstand the Son of God, and give birth to a Son of God to preach to the world and stabilize the Taoist heart."

"Chacha, you have two tasks: to prevent the woman from crossing the Nuling River to plunder the luck of the small world, and to give birth to the son of God at the same time."

As soon as the system finished speaking, the transmission had ended.

Chajiu opened his eyes again and was already in the guest room of Lingxu Sect.

She stretched out her hand and pushed open the door in front of her. The fairy mountains were towering, the night mist was shrouded, and the stars in the sky seemed within reach.

Two female disciples stood in front of the door. When they saw Cha Jiu coming out, a strange light flashed in their eyes.

One of them saluted her and asked: "Holy girl, are you going somewhere?"

Although the female disciple called Cha Jiu a saint, there was no respect in her eyes.

Saint? It won’t be the case after today.

They were arranged to come here, nominally to serve Cha Jiu, but actually to monitor him.

Tomorrow is the good day for Senior Sister Lingxi to be conferred as the new saintess of the Lingxu Sect. The leader specifically ordered them to take good care of Chajiu and not let her cause trouble.

However, they didn't take it seriously. After all, Cha Jiu's cultivation level was already inferior to that of the lowest disciples of the Lingxu Sect. What kind of trouble could he cause?

"I'm walking around." Cha Jiu added, "I won't leave Jade Peak."

The place where she lives now is Biyu Peak, a place specially used by Lingxu Sect to entertain guests.

Cha Jiu sighed in his heart. In the past, Whale Separation spent his whole life practicing just for the common people and the great righteousness.

However, now that she has returned, the room that originally belonged to her has been occupied by Lingxi, and she can only be placed in the guest room like an outsider.

How ridiculous?

The female disciples didn't stop him anymore. According to Cha Jiu's current cultivation level, he couldn't even fly with a sword, let alone leave the Jade Peak.

So they let him go generously.

While leaving the surveillance range of the female disciple, Cha Jiu asked the system: "Is there any prop that can temporarily restore my cultivation and fly with a sword?"

System: "I'll just give you an aircraft. Where are you going?"

"Sacred forbidden area."

The god has no form or trace, but he is everywhere. He represents the highest will of heaven and hides all the oracles in the sect's sacred and forbidden areas.

Therefore, any large sect with some strength will choose to build a sanctuary in a place with the most spiritual energy, and select a saint to serve.

In the past, it was Jingli who served the Lingxu Sect’s holy domain.

Cha Jiu didn't know if he could enter the holy realm with his current body, which had little cultivation, but there was no harm in giving it a try.

After all, the God of God is inside, so it won’t be a bad idea to go there tonight to build a good impression.

Looking at the bamboo dragonfly aircraft that he exchanged for [-] points in his hand, Cha Jiu was a little speechless.

"Thank you, Doraemon."

She stuck the bamboo dragonfly on her head and flew towards the sanctuary.

On the way, Chajiu passed by Cangshui Peak, where he used to live, which is now the residence that crosses Nuling River.

In the peach blossom forest with bare branches, a man and a woman are talking to each other under the moon.

"Senior Brother Qingyao, what if I fail to pass the sainthood ceremony tomorrow?" Lingxi hugged tightly the man in Taoist robes who was as cold as the moon in front of her.

Heng Qingyao, the son of the head of the Lingxu Sect, and the eldest brother of the sect who made a marriage contract with Chajiu 500 years ago.

Heng Qingyao seemed not used to such passionate contact with women. Although he doted on this little junior sister, he still knew the difference between men and women.

So he pushed Lingxi away.

Lingxi's eyes dimmed.

"Little junior sister, you are also born with the bones of a demigod. You will have no difficulty in passing the sealing ceremony." Heng Qingyao comforted.

He still remembered that Jingli passed the conferment ceremony, but it took less than a cup of tea.

He is equally confident in Lingxi today.

When Lingxi heard "Bone of a Demigod", a strange light flashed in his eyes.

"But Senior Sister Jingli has returned from the Sealed Land. Will she stop me from becoming a saint?"

Lingxi's mission was to snatch everything from Jingli, including Heng Qingyao.

Lingxi has tried many times to sow discord.

Unexpectedly, Heng Qingyao was very confident: "Jingli is a sensible person. She has sealed the magic dragon for a hundred years and lost all her cultivation. Even the lotus seal of the saint on her forehead has disappeared. She will not stop a more suitable person from going there." Those who serve the Holy Land, don’t worry.”

Hearing this, Cha Jiu felt a little ironic.

This Heng Qingyao really knows how to be generous to others, and he is a perfect male saint.

Since no one wants her to show up tomorrow?

Then she had to show up.

"Who is there!"

Heng Qingyao sensed someone flying around Cangshui Peak and shouted sharply.

The other party seemed to be hiding his aura, and he couldn't sense the flyer's cultivation.

Chajiu's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately accelerated his flying speed, rushing towards the forbidden area of ​​the Holy Land that was covered by thick thunder clouds in the distance.

But it was too late, Heng Qingyao sacrificed his natal magic weapon, the Moon-Zhancing Wheel.

Ru Leng Yue's scimitar wrapped around thunder and lightning, and quickly caught up with the fleeing Cha Jiu.

With a heavy blow, Cha Jiu's back was torn open and his flesh and blood were blown black.

The aircraft was also shattered.

"Damn I'm burnt."

Cha Jiu, who had lost his cultivation, could not withstand this blow at all. His whole body soul seemed to be torn into tens of thousands of pieces, like a dying bird falling from the sky and falling into the thunderous clouds above the sanctuary.

Zangetsulun couldn't find its target and returned directly to its master.

At this time, the system began to light up a red alarm: "Warning, warning, the host's health value is lower than the warning value!"

Cha Jiu fell on the altar of the Holy Land, surrounded by the roar of purple lightning and dense clouds.

There is also a tall mirror door in front, which is majestic and solemn. It is the entrance to the sanctuary hall.

The remaining lightning from the Zangetsu Wheel was still drilling deep into her body, destroying every inch of her flesh and bones.

In less than half an hour, she could go directly to the west.

"Damn it..." Cha Jiu gritted his teeth, trying desperately to hold on to his shattered consciousness, and used all his strength to crawl toward the mirror door in front of him.

The system cried: "Sorry, I don't have the tools to bring the dead back to life to help you. How about going to the next world?"

"How could I..."

Chajiu's palms were dripping with blood from crawling, and his whole body was burned black by lightning, but he finally climbed to the mirror door.

The moment she reached out and touched the mirror door, she burst out with the second half of her heart-rending sentence: "...Give up on my year-end performance evaluation!"

The scene in front of him changed instantly.

The dark thunder disappeared, and a vast white mirror ice field came into view, boundless and quiet.

While Cha Jiu was stunned, a deep and deep voice with endless pressure came from the distant void.

"Who is trespassing on my sacred territory?"

Chajiu felt a sudden chill around him, and then the voice sounded in his ears:

"Oh, it turns out to be a demigod, or a demigod whose bones were dug out."

"Who took your sacred bones?"

His voice was sympathetic and mocking at the same time.