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

"Zizhang, what's the matter with you? You look worried." Jiang Yizheng dragged his feet and finished copying a page of thoughts, biting his brush and asking the person sitting across from him.

"Brother received a letter last night, and he didn't sleep all night, and Dabao also made a fuss." Cui Yuanbai yawned, "I fell asleep when I turned back into a knife."

Yang Lingzhu also put down the brush, and Ning Xiu, who was scribbling on the paper next to him, tilted his head with his nose full of ink, looked at Feng Zizhang, "Big Brother~"

Feng Zizhang sighed, took out the letter from his sleeve and spread it out, "It's a letter from Yunzhongmen. They want to invite me back to Thirteen Peaks."

"But at the beginning, they erased your name from Yunzhongmen's Zongmen records without your consent." Jiang Yizheng said angrily, "Why do they have the nerve to come to you!"

"Elder Brother's cultivation has improved rapidly since he established the Dao, and now he is at the level of Yuanying Dzogchen. For Yunzhongmen, he can already be an elder at Lishanmen." Yang Lingzhu said.

After all, Yunzhongmen has not even entered the 120 sects of the Chongzheng League in the past few hundred years. Except for Wen Zaye who entered Wanxuanyuan but died early, the disciples with good qualifications were Feng Zizhang's master Wen Heshen. Wen Heshen controlled Yunzhongmen before, but later he made a mistake and was expelled to the mortal world. All the inner disciples of the Thirteen Peaks fell, which can be said to be a serious injury to Yunzhongmen.

At that time, Feng Zizhang was removed because he wanted to get close to the devil and wanted to get rid of his relationship. After the battle of Shen Yueshan, the forces in the entire Seventeen States were now reshuffled.

Ning Buwei and Chu Jun are now famous, and they are backed by three Mahayana monks, not to mention that Wu Shizong and Wanxuan Yuan have close contacts with them...

Yun Zhongmen naturally thought about it.

If it weren't for Feng Zizhang, they wouldn't dare to have a relationship with Ning Buwei and Chu Jun, but now Feng Zizhang is not only a Yuanying Dzogchen monk, but also got Hao Zheng's favor in Wanxuan Yuan, and Ning Buwei's own son, don't hurry now When will we wait more?

"...It's true that no one asks you if you are poor in the downtown area, but you have distant relatives in the mountains when you are rich." Cui Yuanbai finished speaking decently, then looked at Fang Wanchen who had been silent beside him, "Mr. Fang, am I right?"

Fang Wanchen smiled and said, "You can remember this clearly."

He was sent here yesterday, and he was unavoidably apprehensive when he first arrived and saw that this was a deserted city, but after seeing the two old acquaintances, Ning Buwei and Chu Jun, and this group of lovely children, he felt relieved. When he had nothing to do, he came to teach Ning Xiu and Cui Yuanbai to read and write. By the way, he was entrusted by Ning Buwei to take care of Feng Zizhang and Jiang Yizheng, and let them finish the homework assigned by Wanxuan Academy.

As a result, not long after the beginning, such a thing happened.

Feng Zizhang was clearly undecided. He looked at Fang Wanchen and asked, "Mr. Fang, do you think I should reply?"

Fang Wanchen said: "In the final analysis, this matter is still aimed at brother Chengfeng, you might as well ask your father and their opinions."

Feng Zizhang suddenly realized, grabbed the letter and ran out.

"Okay, let's continue with homework." Fang Wanchen lit the incense again.

Ning Xiu grasped the brush and drew circles on the paper, and rubbed against Yang Lingzhu, imitating the way Jiang Yi was whispering before, and asked in a low voice: "Third sister~ I don't understand~"

Yang Lingzhu touched his little head, "It's okay, it's good if you don't understand."

"Why Sen?" Ning Xiu swallowed the candy his mother secretly gave him.

"Because if you understand, you will grow up." Yang Lingzhu smiled, "When you grow up, you will have a lot of troubles and be unhappy."

"What is trouble?" Ning Xiu asked again.

"Maybe it's because you don't have any sugar to eat in the future." Yang Lingzhu made an analogy.

Ning Xiu, who was stuffing sugar into his mouth quietly, trembled slightly, rubbing the ink on his hand.

It's not good at all to grow up and be troubled.

Can't eat sugar, it's scary to think about it.

"Ning Xiu, you can't gossip in class, and you can't secretly eat sweets." Fang Wanchen squatted in front of him and stretched out his hand.

Ning Xiu closed his small mouth tightly, with an innocent look on his face.

"Be obedient and spit it out." Fang Wanchen sighed, "This is the fifth piece of candy you ate today, I think I need to talk to your father."

Ning Xiu hiccupped, and obediently spit out the candy into Fang Wanchen's palm, and said in a milky voice, "Fangfang~ don't talk to daddy~ okay?"

Fang Wanchen wiped his hands with a handkerchief, "Eating too much sugar will damage your teeth."

Ning Xiu blinked his eyes, "Mother said, I'm like a golden core monk, I can't do it~"

Fang Wanchen: "..."

The hateful world of cultivating immortals.

"This is for you." Ning Xiu stuffed a new candy into Fang Wanchen's mouth, put his arms around his neck and kissed his face, and said obediently and seriously: "Fangfang~ I ate Tangtang ~I won’t talk to daddy~”

Fang Wanchen: "...Okay."

You are cute and you are right.

-

Ning Buwei is trying to persuade Dahuang to go to Wanxuanyuan.

"That Wannian black iron is really beautiful." Ning Buwei squatted in front of the big yellow dog and pulled its big furry ears, "I have already lost Suzaku, don't you have the heart to see me miss it again?"

Rhubarb opened his bloody mouth and wanted to bite his hand, but Ning Buwei nimbly dodged it, and clicked, "I won't go! That woman Shang Nuanwei is too fierce! Last time I even put my grandfather on the tail. Your hair is bald! You are a ruthless bastard! You actually want to push me into the fire pit, even if you kill me!"

Ning Buwei continued to harass its big ears, "You are an ancient beast, she is a little Hinayana monk, and you are still afraid of her, you should embarrass your beasts."

"Tch, you still have the guts to call me Lord!" Rhubarb snorted, "Aren't you still afraid of Chu Jun, a Hinayana monk, if he tells you to go east, you dare not go west, if he tells you to beat a dog, you dare not chase chickens! "

"When did I hit you!" Ning Buwei said unconvinced: "Besides, when was I afraid of him! He was obviously afraid of me! I never listened to him!"

"Chengfeng, come here." Chu Jun's voice came from the room through the window.

"Hey, here we come!" Ning Buwei threw the dog ears in his hand, and disappeared in front of Da Huang in a blink of an eye.

Rhubarb who was slapped twice by his big ears: "..."

When Ning Buwei entered the room, he saw Feng Zizhang looking at him anxiously, holding a piece of paper in his hand.

Chu Jun was drinking tea slowly.

"Yo, Wanxuanyuan's year-end exam results came out? Didn't pass?" Ning Buwei grabbed the paper in his hand, gloated and said, "Your father and I were at the top of the list every year—huh?"

Ning Buwei looked at the contents of the paper with a few glances, and the smile on his face immediately subsided.

"What about the other page?" Ning Buwei asked.

"Ah?" Feng Zizhang was stunned for a moment, then stammered, "No, there isn't another one, just, just this page."

After Feng Zizhang finished speaking, he turned to Chu Jun for help.

Chu Jun shook his head, "Let your father see."

Feng Zizhang dejectedly handed the other page of letter paper hidden in the ring to Ning Buwei, and said not at ease: "Father, don't be angry or sad when you read it."

Ning Buwei unfolded another piece of letter paper and read it.

Sure enough, it was mentioned that Wen Zainye died to save him 500 years ago, and the entire Yunzhongmen has no successors since then. His younger brother Wen Heshen was exiled to the mortal world because of him, and his only hope was forcibly taken out of Yunzhong Door……

Of course, this was not written for Ning Buwei, and the wording was also euphemistic and beautified a lot, but the meaning was exactly what it meant, and it was clear that Feng Zizhang was soft-hearted, even if it was to prevent Ning Buwei from being discussed behind his back. Feng Zizhang also had to go back to Yunzhongmen.

But when they wrote this letter, they never expected that Feng Zizhang would be so sincere and handed the letter directly to Ning Buwei and Chu Jun.

Ning Buwei laughed directly at the brazenness in the letter.

Feng Zizhang said dully: "I, after I received the letter, I felt that I should go back for a while, lest they use this excuse to pinch my father, but, but..."

"But what?" Ning Buwei put the letter on the table, raised his eyelids and looked at him.

"But I feel very angry and uncomfortable." Feng Zizhang gritted his teeth and said, "Although I cultivate the path of perfection, it's not bad. They just think it's profitable to threaten me, but I can't think of any good way. Come."

After all, his father's reputation has finally improved, and the family has finally lived a stable life. He doesn't want the people of Yunzhongmen to make trouble by this. It will fall on Ning Buwei again.

Thinking about it makes me feel suffocated.

"Zizhang, I stopped the blood formation to save Ning Xiu." Ning Buwei twitched the corner of his mouth, "Back then Wen Zaiye only saved me because we were friends, understand?"

Feng Zizhang nodded with a half understanding.

"In the past, they could call me a devil and a scum, but now they can call me Daoyou Daojun because of a temporary advantage, and tomorrow they can also call me a devil because of their interests, and the devil is a devil..." Ning Buwei chuckled: " But even if they say something, those titles and reputations are nothing to me, and I will kill anyone who makes me unhappy."

Only then did Feng Zizhang suddenly realize, "Ah, Dad, I understand."

Chu Jun asked, "What do you understand?"

"I'm going to beat them up." Feng Zizhang lifted his sword, bowed to Ning Buwei and Chu Jun, and said in a firm tone: "Beat them until they dare not come to harass us again, and run away when they see them, Dad, Taizun, I'll go Already!"

After speaking, he couldn't wait to step on the sword and jumped out.

Ning Buwei froze in place, turned to look at Chu Jun, "Is that what I meant just now?"

Chu Jun laughed, "Zizhang is old, let him go."

Ning Buwei twitched his eyebrows slightly, and just about to speak, another letter suddenly appeared in front of him, and the burning ashes of the talisman paper fell into the teacup.

"...What day is it today? I need to read so many letters." Ning Buwei pinched the envelope with two fingers and opened it, his expression became a little complicated for a while.

"What's wrong?" Chu Jun saw that his expression was wrong.

"Xie Jiu is still alive."