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

"... 3 years ago, the world of comprehension had not yet been divided into seventeen states, and races such as demons, demons, ghosts, monsters, spirits, and Rakshasas had not yet disappeared, and they coexisted with the human race. There are countless unopened treasure mirrors, golden elixirs are everywhere for monks, nascent infants are flocking, and it is only barely achieved until they are transformed into gods and fit together. It is not uncommon for Hinayana to cross the catastrophe and even Mahayana. "

The face of the elder who was giving a lecture sank, and he looked sternly at the sleeping disciples in the last row.

Someone next to him hit him hard.

Chu Xin suddenly stood up and saluted, and opened his eyes when he raised his head. He was so angry that the teacher in the class threw the scroll in his hand, "You continue to talk!"

There was still a red mark on half of Chu Xin's face, and a younger brother next to him reminded him in a low voice, "Kai-shan-zu-shi-"

Chu Xin cleared his throat and said: "Wu Shi Zong established the Zong in 960 years in [-]. It was established by the patriarch Chu Ye, together with the elders Qiao Gong and Yun Chengzhi. The elder Cui Sheng entered the sect, uh...the sect was very prosperous for a time, and the monks flocked to it, um, and then, the two clans of the demon and the Rakshasa jointly strangled the clan, the cultivation world was in chaos, and the spiritual power was exhausted. Sang Panfeng and Cui Sheng joined forces Use the ground as the formation to set up a big gossip formation—"

"Since then, the cultivation world has been divided into eight prefectures, each prefecture has two prefectures, and the center of the eight trigrams array has a central prefecture to divide yin and yang. From then on, the source of spiritual power is endless, and the seventeen prefectures are formed from this."

Chu Xin stumbled and recited a rough idea, raised his eyes to look at the elder whose face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, almost met his eyes, and immediately lowered his head in fright.

"How is cultivation divided now?" the elder asked again.

"Refining Qi, Building Foundation, Golden Elixir, Nascent Soul, Transforming God—" Chu Xin stuttered, glanced at the book that his junior brother pushed to the table, glanced at it, and continued: "Fitness, Hinayana, Transcending Tribulation , Mahayana."

The elder caught a glimpse of their small movements, and snorted coldly: "If you dare to sleep again in my class next time, you can roll to the spirit beast garden to feed the cranes!"

Chu Xin lowered his head as if he knew his mistake and corrected it.

"Since you have entered the inner sect, you should cherish this hard-won opportunity. You don't know how many people outside just want to enter the Wushi sect, but they can't ask for it!" The elder taught the others along the way, "Today is Wushizong. The first day of Zong’s [-]-year general election, after class, you go down the mountain to take a look! Many people’s aptitude and understanding may not be worse than yours, don’t know the blessings in the blessings..."

The elder chattered on and on for a long time, and finally the bell for the end of get out of class rang outside, and the old man left angrily.

Chu Xin, who had been standing all the time, breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the scroll on the table and walked out, and his junior brother Chu Zhi hurriedly followed with the book in his arms, and the two talked while walking.

"... That's why I hate going to the history of cultivation." Chu Xin complained: "I just talk about these things over and over again. I have listened to my uncles and others since I was a child. Is it worth telling them again? Why don't you make a pill in the medicine class? can eat."

"It's okay, anyway, it's only once in a ten-day period." Chu Zhi comforted him, "Brother, there is no class in the afternoon, shall we go down the mountain to have a look?"

"Why go down the mountain?" Chu Xin was puzzled.

"You didn't hear what the elder said just now. Today is the first day of the general election, and the mountain must be very lively." Chu Zhi said: "And the master sent us to go shopping, have you forgotten?"

"Oh yes." Only then did Chu Xin remember, "Next month, the Fifteen Scenery and Taizun's exit ceremony will be used."

Chu Zhi asked: "Are Jing and Taizun an old man? I heard that he has been in retreat for 500 years."

"Of course over 1000 years old——" Chu Xin was almost entangled by his younger brother, and raised his hand and gave him a shudder, "Aren't you impatient to live! When our master saw Jing and Taizu, he had to kowtow and shout "Master!" Uncle, if you dare to call him an old man, maybe Tai Zun will hear you."

When Chu Zhi heard this, he hurriedly cupped his hands in the direction of the main peak to make amends, "Don't blame your lord, don't blame your lord, this disciple has no intention of offending."

The two put away their books, went to the good deeds place to register, and then took the list and flew with the sword all the way to Huiyuan City at the foot of the mountain.

"Huh, so many people?" Chu Zhi was taken aback by the crowd.

Both of them were only fourteen or five years old, and they only followed their master to see the small election of their own peak. It was the first time to see the general election once in a century. They bought half of it according to the instructions on the list, and their attention was attracted by the lively crowd. past.

"Brother, ahead is the registration site for the general election within the sect. Shall we go over and have a look?" Chu Zhi pointed to the crowded square in front of him.

Chu Xin was a little moved, and looked at half of the purchase orders left in his hand, "Go, I won't be able to buy all these things in a while."

on the square.

Feng Zizhang held the map and fanned the wind pantingly, and looked at Ning Buwei who was not moving, "Senior, I still haven't found a place to sign up for Yijianfeng. I asked a few disciples of Wushizong, and they didn't know There is this peak."

Ning Buwei narrowed his eyes and looked at the bustling crowd.

If he could use his spiritual power, he wouldn't have to make things so troublesome at all, he would just fly to Yijianfeng to find someone, but the other party "instructed" him not to use his spiritual power for half a year in the letter, and he could detect it himself As far as the changes in the dantian and meridians, it is luck that the broken one can be repaired once or twice. If it continues to be so unscrupulous, it may not be so fatal next time.

Therefore, since he woke up, he has not used his spiritual power again, and has to return to the days of washing his son's diapers by hand.

And because his son ate too much rice cereal, the matter has developed beyond just changing diapers. Every time the big devil is on the verge of rage, he bears the burden of humiliation and changes diapers for his son who cannot take care of himself.

He just wanted to give his son to the female cultivator quickly, and then go happily alone, without having to remember to lean back after fainting.

Seeing the peak was close in front of him, but he was stuck on the way into the mountain gate.

Ning Xiu was sleeping soundly in his arms, completely unaware that his devoid of conscience was going to give him to his mother.

"No one in the sect knows?" Ning Buwei frowned.

"Ouch!" A youthful voice sounded, "How do you walk?"

"I'm sorry——" Jiang Yi was walking in a hurry, accidentally bumped into someone, and hurriedly apologized, but when he looked up, he was facing a familiar face, "Chu Xin!?"

"Jiang Yizheng!" Chu Xin was also surprised, and then was pleasantly surprised, "Didn't you and senior go to Yunzhongmen with Feng Zizhang? Why did you come to Huiyuan City? Did senior and Feng Zizhang also come?"

"We came here together." Jiang Yizheng said happily: "Great, I really didn't expect to meet you here. Senior and Feng Zizhang are over there."

She dragged Chu Xin and pushed people away for a few steps, and came to a porch, and shouted at Ning Buwei: "Senior! Look who I ran into!"

It is always a joy to reunite with friends, let alone his own savior. When Chu Xin saw that he would rather not do it, he saluted him as a junior, raised his head and said excitedly: "Senior! You have come to Wushizong!"

Ning Buwei nodded slightly at him in return.

Chu Xin then greeted Feng Zizhang again. Seeing him as if he had seen a savior, Feng Zizhang hurriedly asked, "Chu Xin, do you know where the Yijian Peak in your sect is?"

Chu Xin was surprised and said: "Yijianfeng? I don't seem to have heard of it... Could it be that it is in Jiazhou?"

At this time, Chu Zhi, who was catching up, just listened to it, and joined in the fun and said, "Hey, I know this peak!"

As soon as he finished speaking, four pairs of eyes fixed on him.

Especially those narrow and cold eyes are particularly oppressive.

"I went there last time when I was helping the senior brother of Lishang Pavilion to draw a map. This peak is small and slanted, with thin spiritual power on it, and not a few grasses growing on it. It's full of jagged rocks." Chu Zhi scratched Scratching his head, he said, "No one lives there at all."

Ning Buwei frowned slightly upon hearing this.

unoccupied?

Feng Zizhang asked puzzledly: "No one lives there? Then why do you want to recruit handymen?"

"What?"

Feng Zizhang showed them the recruitment form of Wu Shizong, pointed to the two lines on that page, "Here, look, two handymen are recruited."

"Could it be that the people from Lishang Pavilion made a mistake?" Chu Xin took the recruitment slip and read it over and over again, "This is wrong, no one is recruiting some handyman."

"Maybe it's specially recruiting people to clean up the stones." Chu Zhi was familiar with the people in Lishang Pavilion, guessing: "Sometimes some deserted summits are going to be cleaned up for the elders to put some things, and there are some poorer disciples. I will specially pick peaks with thin spiritual power to cultivate, and there is no way if there are not enough spiritual stones."

After what he said, everyone immediately felt reasonable.

Lian Ning Buwei nodded silently, the girl was really struggling, and she couldn't even pick up the peak with spiritual power.

"You want to go to Yijianfeng?" Chu Xin thought for a while and said, "Since there is no recruitment point for Yijianfeng here, why don't I go to Lishang Pavilion to ask for you."

Feng Zizhang was overjoyed, "Then there will be work."

The three younger ones were reminiscing about the old days, but Ning Buwei set his sights on Chu Zhi, "Can you tell me the exact location of Yijianfeng?"

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into the night.

Sangyun Hotel room.

Feng Zizhang poured all his spiritual power into Suzaku Broken Knife, but after much deliberation, he was still a little worried, "Senior, are you really going to do this?"

Jiang Yizheng rolled his spiritual power into a ball and stuffed it into the Suzaku Broken Knife in his hand, "Senior, what if people from Wushizong find out?"

This question has been repeated more than a dozen times.

Ning Buwei pinched the pitifully borrowed spiritual power to lock the position. He couldn't use the spiritual power, so he could only guide the two of them to draw the formation with the Suzaku Broken Knife. After the two of them finished the last stroke, Then he said, "I'll go and have a look first."

Although the other party has always been very kind and friendly, and even healed his injuries twice, Ning Buwei was still a little worried when he thought of handing Ning Xiu into the hands of a complete stranger, so he decided to go in private first. Explore each other's bottom.

Although he dislikes his son in every possible way on weekdays, it is related to Ning Xiu's future safety, it is better to be cautious than to make a decision.

He put another talisman on the sleeping Ning Xiu, and said to Feng Zizhang and Jiang Yizheng: "Stay well, I will go back when I go."

"Senior, be careful!"

"If something is wrong, run away!"

Before the two could speak, Ning Buwei slapped the ground with one hand, and disappeared in the middle of the teleportation array in an instant.