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

Therefore, when Ning Buwei saw the small piece of mahogany in his hand, he was taken aback for a moment.

First of all, mahogany is not a common thing. On the contrary, it is extremely rare. Not everyone can take it out casually, let alone give it to others so generously.

Secondly, the action of the other party pushing him was too familiar, and he inevitably recalled that period of youthful and frivolous "love history".

Although it is a "love history", it is only a hazy ambiguity when he was young, and the ending is not very satisfactory. After that, he has been single-mindedly walking on the road of loneliness. Even if it is the only heartbeat, the past has long been dusted , I can't think of it at all.

Now that 500 years have passed, in retrospect, I can't make any waves in my heart.

After so many years, many details have long been forgotten. He raised his eyelids and looked at the body, and he couldn't compare his similarity with Wan Li.

It's just that there is such a trace of inexplicable awkwardness.

"Give it to me?" He looked at the mahogany in his hand, it wasn't too small.

The body hugged Ning Xiu contentedly, and nodded slightly upon hearing this.

Ning Buwei snorted lightly, stretched out his hand to bring back his son who was nestling in other people's arms, and threw the mahogany back, "No."

Although this mahogany is precious and rare, he doesn't need it at all, and it's a pity to eat it in his hand and throw it away, it's really tasteless.

The body was empty, and he tilted his head while pinching the piece of mahogany. Although he had no face, he expressed doubts.

Ning Buwei ignored him, feeling a little delicate.

He entered the sea of ​​consciousness of the old monster by accident, and stole his spiritual power again and again. Although he was caught every time, he managed to escape every time.

I also had a "spiritual friendship" with the other party once.

Then this body appeared at Yijianfeng. When it was controlled by the real body before, it had no killing intent on him, and even gave him a protective sword energy when fighting with others.

This body, which has only a touch of spirit and disconnected from the real body, instinctively has no killing intent, allowing him to press and beat him and keep coming up.

If the old monster he "borrowed" his spiritual power from was Wanli back then, and the other party recognized him, he let this body chase him all the way to Yijian Peak... would it make sense?

The most important point is that there is a fragment of Suzaku knife on this body.

First it was Yan Lanpei, then Wen Zaiye, and now it was Wanli's clone, the person behind this was quite powerful, and there were only a few old friends who had crossed paths with him, and they were able to find them one after another and send them to him one after another.

Then let these people die in front of him one by one.

Punish people first to punish the heart, the mind is not vicious.

Ning Buwei's eyes are heavy, he cultivates the ruthless way, if he says that there are too many fluctuations in his heart, it is really not enough, but if he says that there is no fluctuation at all, he is also deceiving himself and others.

The mastermind behind the scenes probably knew about it, so he continued to provoke him.

Ning Bu has too many enemies, and for a while, I really can't think of any enemy who hates him so much, and is so insidious enough to come up with such a method.

He is now almost certain that Suzaku Knife should have been taken away by this person after it was broken. If he wants to restore his cultivation level as soon as possible, he must find all of the Broken Knife.

Ning Buwei doesn't like being led by the nose, and he doesn't like these twists and turns. In his opinion, if he has an enmity with him, just fight directly. It's either you die or I die. It's a brain to do so many things ill.

"Senior, Yijianfeng is indeed recruiting two handymen. Do Xiao Jiang and I want to sign up?" Feng Zizhang came over and asked. Just now, he had discussed with Jiang Yizheng and Chu Xin for a while, but they didn't come to an agreement. Come three.

"It's up to you." Ning Buwei didn't interfere with their decision much.

"Then are you going to stay with Xiao Shan at Yijian Peak?" Jiang Yizheng looked at him eagerly, "Zizhang and I will follow you, if you stay, we will sign up."

Ning Buwei said: "Stay."

Even if he saw Ning Xiu's mother, he would not be able to hand over the child to her right away. He would have to observe for a while, and he needed a quiet place to recuperate. Seeing that the peak was very remote, it seemed inexplicably suitable .

The big devil didn't think about whether the other party was willing or not.

But even if he didn't want to, there was nothing he could do. He would give the other party a reason that he couldn't refuse.

Now that they have decided to sign up, sooner rather than later, the group prepares to go to Wushizong.

It's just that there are some differences in the handling of a certain body-mainly the difference between Ning Bu Wei and the body itself.

Ning Buwei felt that this was a shell suspected of thousands of miles. There was a wiping of spiritual consciousness in the shell, and it was difficult to start for the time being, so he was going to stuff it into the ring for someone to carry, but the faceless body was unwilling to live or die, and even had a face of resentment Staring at Ning Buwei.

I don't know how his face didn't show so many emotions.

"Senior, you have no face, going out will cause panic." Feng Zizhang tried to reason with him patiently.

The body ignored it, and only "looked" intently rather than doing it.

Since Ning Buwei found out that the other party might be Wan Li's avatar, his tolerance for him increased a bit, and upon seeing this, he said, "Put on a veiled hat."

Jiang Yizheng took out a veiled cap from the ring she had everything in, and handed it to the body, "Put this on, senior."

The body took it over, and for some reason "looked" for a long while, then put on the veiled hat, went to Ning Buwei's side and tugged at his sleeve.

Ning Buwei looked at him with a paralyzed face, "Why?"

The other party stuffed a small porcelain bottle into his hand.

Ning Buwei opened a bottle full of Jade Spirit Pills, and the rich spiritual energy came out...it is very suitable for healing.

Although Ning Buwei used to be "rich", but now he is so cash-strapped that he can't afford even a Yangyuan pill, let alone a Jade Spirit Pill, so this bottle of elixir is really very tempting.

So gift-giving is also a very particular knowledge.

Instead of trading him for his son, the big devil took this bottle of Jade Spirit Pill as a thank you gift for his compassion, and accepted it without any rejection.

The body emptied its hands, paused, and followed immediately.

Ning Buwei said impatiently, "Don't get so close to me."

The body was moved a little further in a very cooperative way, really only "a little".

Ning was not upset, but after all he took the Jade Spirit Pill, he didn't speak again.

Feng Zizhang Jiangyi was walking behind, looking amazed.

"Xiao Jiang, do you feel that senior's temper has changed?" Feng Zizhang whispered.

"Well, I thought senior would knock people unconscious in the Senna ring." Jiang Yizheng looked up and glanced forward, seeing that the body was close to the senior but was not pushed away, he was shocked: "I don't understand. "

"Me too—" Feng Zizhang was puzzled, "Senior obviously beat him up last night."

Chu Xin deliberately walked a few steps slowly to join them, and said, "If you want to come up, you will also send a piece of mahogany, and the seniors will not dislike you if you take care of them."

Feng Zizhang looked up at the sky, "I can't afford to buy Yunzhongmen even if I sell it, so you should dislike me."

Chu Xin yawned big.

"Didn't you sleep well?" Feng Zizhang asked with concern: "Our affairs have made you worry."

"No, this little thing is nothing." Chu Xin rubbed his eyes, but said in a slightly excited tone: "You don't know, our master and uncle seemed to be out of customs last night. It was a big battle. According to my master, The coercion was so powerful that it made people breathless. Unfortunately, I was asleep at the time, so I couldn't experience the coercion of the master and uncle... Later, I was called up by my seniors and listened to the fairy tales in the middle of the night. happy."

"Wow, your master uncle sounds so powerful." Jiang Yizheng said enviously.

"Absolutely amazing. The Seventeen States are expected to be promoted to No. 1." Chu Xin said proudly: "And he is indifferent to fame and wealth, doesn't care about the world, and cultivates the pure way. Now he has reached the Hinayana stage."

"Hinayana!" Feng Zizhang said in shock: "It's the first time I've heard the power of Hinayana alive."

Chu Xin became even more proud, "My master's master's master, and my master's uncle are brothers."

Although they didn't understand the relationship between them, it didn't prevent Feng Zizhang from thinking that he was powerful.

The three younger ones spoke from behind, and Ning Buwei also listened to it from the front.

In these years, there are still people practicing the Pure Way?

A group of people walked and chatted, and soon arrived in front of the mountain gate of Wushizong.

Wushizong straddles the two prefectures A and B, occupying more than half of the Zhenfu. If it is put in the mortal world, it is almost equivalent to the size of a country. There are more than 100 mountain gates alone. When they came from Huiyuan City, they picked the nearest one. Enter through the mountain gate.

Registration and selection started yesterday. At the moment, the mountain gate is crowded with people, and many outer disciples are maintaining order. When some disciples saw Chu Xin, they came forward to salute, "Senior Brother Chu Xin is back."

Chu Xin returned the gift, turned around and explained to Ning Buwei and the others: "Accordingly, Fenggu and Dongtianfudi, who recruited people, should be responsible for the first round of selection, but when no one came forward to see Fenggu, according to the regulations, Li Shangge was in charge. , I inquired about it, and this peak only recruits two handymen, there is no requirement, and the spirit stones given are very few, basically no one is willing to go there, so it should not be a big problem."

As an inner disciple, Chu Xin was more or less useful. Feng Zizhang and Jiang Yizheng walked through the back door openly, and he took them directly to Lishang Pavilion.

"Senior, are you together?" Jiang Yizheng turned his head and asked.

Ning Buwei waved his hands, "Go on your own, I'll take a stroll."

The two young ones went to sign up, and rather than wandering around "casually", they took that body to Yijian Peak.

Seeing that the peak was extraordinarily quiet, still deserted and full of strange rocks, Ning Buwei took out the unit's directional talisman. Like last time, the opponent was only a few tens of feet away from him.

Ning Buwei narrowed his eyes and looked at this strange stone forest.

In the phantom of the stone forest, Chu Jun was looking at the wound on his shoulder.

Last night, he was fighting with that blue light in the void, and he was accidentally patted on the shoulder by the opponent with one move. Even though he dodged at that time, he was already injured because of the two senses of god and spirit, and he was affected to some extent.

The person after Qingguang didn't show up from the beginning to the end. He clearly crushed the soul of the other party, but for some reason, he always felt a little uneasy.

As a result, the wound has continued to expand since last night, and the thick black evil spirit is attached to the flesh and bones, refusing to dissipate. No matter what methods he uses, he can't get rid of it, and instead makes the wound worse.

Yesterday he deduced the hexagram "The Man of Destiny", and he faintly sensed that something was wrong.

Sure enough, when he woke up from sedation today, he found that his cultivation was appearing and disappearing, which should be caused by this wound.

Chu Jun felt relieved for a moment - after all, compared with the destruction of Dao Xin and madness, the loss of cultivation base is nothing.

However, before he breathed a sigh of relief, there was movement from the phantom outside.

Someone came in.

In order to break through the phantom of the stone forest, Ning Bu stepped into a completely different "Yijian Peak".

In the distance, there are towering green hills and lingering islands. Looking closer, there are green bamboo forests, and there is an extremely vast lake.

There is a cave in front of the lake, and the spirit vines at the entrance of the cave are fluttering and swaying with the wind. Although Ning Buwei doesn't study Fengshui very much, he can see that this cave is built next to mountains and rivers, and the situation is extremely particular, and since he came in, Then he felt countless surges of spiritual power coming in, and there should be one or even several spiritual veins with strong spiritual energy under the peak.

The shabby stone forest outside is indeed a deception. Judging from this posture alone, this fairy should be a very particular monk, able to suppress such a strong spiritual vein, no matter whether it is cultivation base or financial resources, it is not far behind.

The big devil's heart reluctantly let go a little.

"Yeah~" Ning Xiu was hugged by his father, looking at the beautiful scenery around him curiously, twisting and stretching his neck to see, Ning Buwei just hugged him a little higher, and warned him in a low voice:

"When I see your mother behave better later, it's best to let her fall in love with you."

The kind who refuses to let go while hugging her, and will take the initiative to change her son's diaper.

His son was just born with Luo Tian's spiritual body, he had cultivated at the golden core stage, and he contracted his own spirit beast in less than three months. What's the disadvantage, it's probably that he wets the bed every day and is a little gluttonous.

No one can refuse such a cute boy, especially the kind-hearted, gentle and virtuous nun.Ning Buwei thought very confidently.

He stretched out his hand to pinch Ning Xiu's chubby face, and said seriously: "Be confident, you are a monk at the Golden Core stage."

With a little more effort, he will be a young genius who can enter the top [-] of the Tianji Ranking before the age of ten.

"Ah~" Ning Xiu narrowed his eyes and spat at his father.

Ning Buwei wiped the drool all over his face with a handkerchief, and snorted his little head again, feeling that the days of changing diapers every day had finally come to an end, and there was a glimmer of hope in life.

As soon as he looked up, he saw a person walking out of the cave.

The visitor was dressed in white, with black hair half up, tall and tall, with excellent bones, like a fairy walking out of an ink painting, with a cool demeanor in every gesture.

It's as if a fairy has fallen into the world.

Ning Buwei's breathing was slightly stagnant, and his first reaction was that the child's mother is actually the Nine Heavens Fairy.

Although Chu Jun has seen Ning Buwei's spiritual consciousness in the sea of ​​consciousness, it is not as real as what he saw with his own eyes. It is probably that the other party is holding the child, and the arrogance and cruelty are well concealed. Just looking at it this way, it is also an appearance A tall and straight young monk with a cold and handsome figure.

It's just that the other party's cultivation base is low, and thinking of the bruises all over his body in the sea of ​​consciousness before, Chu Jun had the illusion that the other party was alone and helpless. He was about to speak when the person in front of him suddenly took a step forward.

Probably because he was too shocked by the other party's beauty, Ning Bu subconsciously stuffed his son into Chu Jun's arms.

Holding a little spiritual consciousness in the sea of ​​consciousness and really holding a child felt very different. Chu Jun froze, his expression was slightly stunned, and he spoke for the first time in 500 years: "Your son——"

"No, it's your son." Ning Buwei answered firmly.

Then the deliberately gentle expression on his face cracked, and he looked at the other party in astonishment.

He didn't look carefully before, after all, it wasn't appropriate to stare directly at the famous "female cultivator", but now he looked carefully, although the other person's appearance was exquisite, but the obvious Adam's apple and flat chest were so conspicuous, it was just his size. They are all slightly taller than him.

The kid's mother is a man.

And with this cold and untouched appearance, it seems that she doesn't know how to change diapers at all!

The big devil feels that his world view has been challenged like never before.

Why the hell is the child a boy! ?

How did two men give birth to a child! ? ?

How could he be more beautiful than a woman?

Ning Buwei didn't hide the astonishment on his face, Chu Jun glanced at him lightly, and caught a glimpse of the faceless body behind him from the corner of his eye, and finally knew who took his shell away.

He was silent for a moment, hugged Ning Xiu and turned his body slightly, "Please."

The cave looks magnificent from the outside, but the inside is extremely simple, the bed and the table are still cut out of stones randomly, so simple and deserted.

"Yeah~" Ning Xiu was hugged in vain, so happy that he grabbed Chu Jun's sleeve and stuffed it into his mouth.

Chu Jun lowered his head and gently pulled out the sleeve, and wiped the drool on his chin for him.

Ning Buwei glanced around in a trance, but didn't find a second figure in the cave, so he turned his eyes to Chu Jun again.

"Before... Thank you for helping me heal my wounds." Ning Buwei was very restrained when he wanted to be a human being, politely nodding at the other party to express his gratitude.

"You don't need to say thanks." Chu Jun hugged Ning Xiu, his tone was cold, but he stretched out his hand to pinch Ning Xiu's chubby face.

"Ah~ah~" Ning Xiu smiled at him and said that his teeth were missing.

mother~ mother~

Seeing his son smiling so cheerfully at his other "father", Ning Buwei felt inexplicably awkward, resisting the urge to bring his son back, and sat down at the stone table.

The body followed Ning Buwei closely, sat next to him, and even helped Ning Buwei straighten his sleeves.

Chu Jun's eyelids twitched.

A trace of his soul was still sealed in this body, but something was put into this body, and he couldn't get that soul back for a while.

Chu Jun wanted to know why this person took away his clone.Now that his cultivation is unstable, he should not act rashly, so he suppressed the strangeness and sat opposite a person and a body.

Ning Buwei did not connect Wan Li's body with the person in front of him at all.Firstly, he had preconceived ideas. Although he had never seen Wanli's true face, he subconsciously felt that Wanli would not grow up to be as beautiful as the opposite person; secondly, the owner of the body had a high level of cultivation. Just now when he quietly checked, the person opposite him was of average cultivation level. Ding Po Tian is only at the golden core stage, so there is no such thing as a clone.

If the only similarity between this body and the person opposite is that they are all wearing white clothes, but if you look closely, you will find that the clothes on the person opposite are more delicate, with a kind of low-key gorgeousness, while the body is wearing white clothes. The clothes look old, the sleeves are pilled, and it's not a style at all.

The fragrance of tea wafted in, and the people on both sides of the stone table had different thoughts, but they didn't show it on their faces, and even tacitly showed a gesture of ease.

"This kid—"

"This kid—"

The two spoke in unison, and stopped their voices together.

After all, two big men sitting together and discussing things like their common child in a serious manner sounds somewhat unbelievable.

"I'm Li Chengfeng, casual cultivator." Ning Buwei cleared his throat, and instead reported his family name - although it was made up.

"In Chushan Mountain, Wushizong Yifeng disciples." Chu Jun said without changing his expression.

"Is this the cave of Fellow Daoist Chu?" Ning Buwei asked tentatively.

The spirit veins under the cave and the phantoms outside are not something a Golden Core cultivator can suppress.

"My teacher is only one disciple, and he fell into my hands after he died." Chu Jun said without leaking anything.

"I see." Ning Buwei smiled kindly, "I don't know if you know the origin of this child?"

Chu Jun shook his head, "Three months ago, the child's spiritual consciousness suddenly appeared in my sea of ​​consciousness."

Ning Buwei squinted his eyes and looked at the boy in the other's arms who was reluctant to leave. He didn't expect his son to get in touch with this "father" right after he was born.

The big devil suddenly became even more upset.

"I had some accidents a few days ago, and when I woke up, I found this child suddenly appeared by my side." Ning Buwei half-truthed, "Someone told me that he should be formed through the flesh and blood of you and me, Then three souls and seven souls were born, unlike other people who were born from the mother's pregnancy for ten months, and it is precisely because of this that the mind and soul have been unstable."

Chu Jun looked at Ning Buwei when he heard the words, "I haven't been out of the sect for many years, and my flesh and blood are not lost."

"I don't know why, after all, that person just mentioned it casually." Ning Buwei said calmly.

At this time, the body reached out to test the temperature of the teacup, and felt that the temperature was just right, so it picked up the teacup and stuffed it into Ning Buwei's hand.

Ning Buwei was slightly taken aback, but picked up the teacup and took a sip.

Chu Jun, who could see clearly from the opposite side: "..."

There is something wrong with his shell.