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

The originally heavy and dilapidated body began to become lighter, the repaired meridians were doubled compared to the original ones, and the spiritual power flowed through it became smoother, and the golden core that had been beaten more than before was continuously absorbing the spiritual energy. Power, and spread to the surrounding sea of ​​consciousness.

When he crossed the catastrophe, he lowered his cultivation base in the void by a large realm, and now his cultivation base is just at the early stage of Jindan——Although he was forced to start training from the beginning, not everyone can have this opportunity restart.

After all, the stronger the foundation in the front, the smoother the promotion will be in the future. Even with the guidance of a teacher, everyone's situation is not exactly the same. Most of them are groping for Qi refining to build a foundation and form a golden pill, so it is inevitable to pay a lot. Chazi stepped on many pitfalls, and some mistakes are irreparable. I don’t know how many great talents fell short when they were promoted because of the small flaws left by the foundation and alchemy in the past, and they spent countless time and money to make up for it.

Now that he is doing it all over again, he naturally wants to lay the foundation as firmly as possible and avoid those mistakes, not to mention that he went into the void to pick up such a big leak, whether it is the pure spiritual power of the void or the enlightenment. The two Hinayanas can fight with each other, both of which are hard to come by.

As the saying goes, blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, and there is a balance between gains and losses. It is not all a bad thing for him to cut off his meridians and lose his cultivation base.It is also the early stage of Golden Core, the current early stage of Golden Core and the early stage of Golden Core when he was 16 years old are completely at two levels.

Ning Buwei opened his eyes refreshed, and saw that ubiquitous man in the Demon Realm walking in front of him holding his son.

Ning Buwei's face was expressionless.

"Can you still stand up?" Chu Jun looked down at him.

Ning Buwei: "..."

After being struck by 48 thunderbolts continuously for several hours, you will be a ghost if you can stand up.

Chu Jun stretched out a hand to him.

Probably he had just come out of the Demon Realm, Ning Buwei still clearly remembered how this man frenziedly forced him to copy books and practice swordsmanship, and how he cared for him in the swamp and wasteland in a considerate and tender way, and now seeing how proficient he is in his movements Hugging Ning Xiu so "kindly", I always feel that the other party has bad intentions.

Especially when he had cut the heart demon just now, the presence of this hand was extremely strong.

Ning Buwei raised his eyelids and glanced at him, then took that slender white hand.

Heh, it's just a mere heart demon, if this is taboo, then that is also taboo, what kind of ruthless way does he still practice.

With a little effort, Chu Jun pulled him up from the ground.

The moment he got up, Ning Buwei suddenly felt that something was wrong, and sure enough, the clothes that had been scorched by lightning began to fall off his body in the next moment. Fortunately, he reacted quickly, and quickly changed into a set of clothes from the ring. A cleansing technique was used meticulously.

"Thank you." He nodded to Chu Jun politely and distantly, and let go of his hand.

Chu Jun glanced at his new clothes, and found that they were the ones he often wore, but he didn't make a sound.

They are about the same size now, so they fit well in clothes.

Ning Buwei looked down at Ning Xiu in his arms.

"Before I was frightened and had a fever, I just fell asleep." Chu Jun said.

The little guy was still frowning when he fell asleep, like a wronged little chubby bun, his little hands were tightly clutching Chu Jun's sleeves.

"Tai Zun!" Feng Zizhang's voice came from afar, "We've packed it up!"

Ning Buwei followed the prestige, only to notice that the surrounding area is no longer the flat ground suppressed by the Taiji Seal, but above the Lingmai there are steep mountains, dense forests, clear springs, and a courtyard that appears out of thin air , surrounded by mountains and springs, so quiet.

"Living in the cave is too shady and cool, and it's not good for the child's health." Seeing him looking at the courtyard, Chu Jun explained.

Ning Buwei was noncommittal. After all, the other party was a Hinayana monk. Since he could flatten the mountain with his bare hands, it was normal to rebuild it. As for the courtyard, no one has a few palaces and caves in his hands these days.

He slowed down for a while, and his spiritual power traveled along the meridians for a few laps, and finally got used to it, and came to the courtyard with Chu Jun.

The courtyard looked like it was randomly surrounded by fences, but in fact it firmly occupied the strongest spiritual vein in the ground, which was very particular.

Seeing Ning Buwei, Feng Zizhang and Jiang Yizheng breathed a sigh of relief as if they had found a backer, but they were still worried, for fear that others would not see their guilty conscience.

"Father, the peak master is Jinghe Taizun of Wushizong." While Chu Jun was carrying Ning Xiu into the house, Feng Zizhang whispered the news, "The great power of the Hinayana stage... can't beat it."

"Father, how do we run?" Jiang Yi was holding his broad sword with a nervous expression.

Ning Buwei was silent for a moment, "I can't run away, just wait to die."

"Father, Taizun is Xiaoshan's mother—the other father." Although Feng Zizhang couldn't figure out how the two male cultivators gave birth to a child, it didn't hinder his tenacious will to survive. "We are a family, and everything is easy to discuss .”

Jiang Yizheng nodded repeatedly, "Zizhang is right."

Ning Buwei snorted coldly.

He walked into the inner room, just as Chu Jun pulled the sleeve out of Ning Xiu's hand, and covered him with a thicker quilt.

Ning Buwei went to the bedside and checked his son's small wrist, and found that Ning Xiu's three souls and seven souls were more unstable than before. If it wasn't for the little leaf Yan Lanpei gave and Chu Jun's spirit If you protect it with all your strength, I'm afraid you will lose your wits if you don't last for a few hours.

Ning Buwei frowned, and raised his hand to draw a talisman, but was stopped by someone.

"His spirit is fundamentally unstable, and no amount of requiem talismans will only treat the symptoms but not the root cause." Chu Jun looked at him.

Ning Buwei fell silent, squeezed Ning Xiu's little hand, and said in a deep voice, "Then what should we do?"

"How did this kid get here?" Chu Jun asked without answering.

Ning Buwei was wary of looking at him.

It is true that he had a short period of intersection with Chu Jun when he was young, but after 500 years, he is not sure whether the other party is trustworthy.

In Ning Buwei's view, Chu Jun is far more dangerous than an ordinary Golden Core cultivator who has been in seclusion all year round - if an ordinary Golden Core cultivator dared to touch his son, he could easily crush him to death, but if it was Chu Jun, he not sure.

"I have already told you." Ning Buwei stuffed Ning Xiu's little hand into the quilt.

"Tell the truth." Chu Jun frowned.

Ning Buwei looked at him with a half-smile, and jokingly said, "An ordinary Golden Core cultivator, Chu Shan?"

Chu Jun stared at him, with a slightly slow tone: "Ning Chengfeng."

Ning Buwei's back stiffened, his eyes fell on the quilt of his son Xiao Huangya, his expression was tense, but he didn't respond.

What is the relationship between Ning Chengfeng and him Ning Buwei?

"No matter how Ning Xiu got here, the blood of you and me is flowing on him, he is our close relative," Chu Jun said calmly, "I am also his father just like you."

Ning Buwei was silent for a long time before he opened his mouth and said, "Have you ever heard of Linglong Bone?"

"Linglong bone?" Chu Jun felt that the name sounded familiar, and searched for fragments from his memory many years ago, "The bone that Ning Xingyuan brought out from the floating realm?"

Ning Buwei was stunned, "You know?"

Most people in the world think that the Linglong bone is the treasure of the Chongzheng League, but no one knows the specific origin of the Linglong bone. Even Ning Buwei always thought that the broken bone belonged to the Chongzheng League. He didn't know about Linglong bone and Ning Xing until he searched for Dulu's soul. far related.

"Yeah." Chu Jun looked down at the longevity lock on his son's wrist.

When he was passing by the Floating Realm back then, he took a fancy to a piece of silver inlaid on the gate, and tried hard to get that piece of silver, but tried a lot of tricks but failed. It happened that Ning Xingyuan passed by and took the initiative to offer his hand. Help him withhold that piece of silver.

He hadn't planned to enter the Floating Realm, but in order to thank Ning Xingyuan for his help, he entered the Floating Realm together with him.

It took a lot of effort for two monks who were close to the Hinayana stage to buckle the money on the gaudy gate of the Floating Realm, and it was somewhat embarrassing to say it, especially for Ning Buwei.

So Chu Jun coughed lightly, and said seriously: "I met by chance, so we went in together."

Ning Buwei didn't hear the guilt in his voice at all, and frowned tightly, "Then do you know the origin of Linglong Bones?"

"I don't know." Seeing his serious expression, Chu Jun guessed, "Could it be that the child has something to do with Linglong Gu?"

"Ning Xiu turned his body into a bone, and he was born with your flesh and blood essence, forming three souls and seven souls." Ning Buwei said in a deep voice, "Although he was born with a golden core, he was born against the sky—"

"The soul is easy to disperse, but the fate is hard to overcome." Chu Jun looked down at the few stones scattered in front of the table, and followed Ning Buwei's words.

Looking at his fate alone, he was born against the sky, died young and easily died, and had a long life. He was an extremely difficult child to support.

Ning Buwei's heart sank slowly.

Yan Lanpei and Du Lu also said the same thing. He didn't believe it very much at first, but after Ning Xiu's frequent accidents, he had to believe it. He was anxious to find all the pieces of Suzaku to restore his cultivation, maybe he wanted to find a way to stabilize his son as soon as possible soul.

"Since you can live against the sky, there is a chance of survival." Chu Jun put the stones on the table into his sleeves, and said in a leisurely way: "The journey of cultivating immortals is against the sky. What everyone wants and fights for in the end It’s just a lifeline.”

Ning Buwei looked at him, as if feeling something.

"Ning Xiu is alive, but it's a little less than others." Chu Jun said softly, "Since that's the case, what if you and I, fathers, help him fight?"

Ning Buwei calmed down in an instant because of his irritated mood, and lost some inexplicable hostility towards Chu Jun, and asked, "How do you recognize me?"

"That body." Chu Jun replied truthfully: "I have always been in touch with him."

Only then did Ning Buwei realize that this person was not only Chu Jun, but also Wan Li, and those vigilance became uncomfortable again.He and Wanli... are really confused.

But looking at him like this, he should have retreated to recover his previous memories, and then forgot everything that happened in the swamp and wasteland.

Sure enough, Chu Jun asked in the next sentence: "Who is Wanli?"

Ning Buwei breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Although 500 years had passed, he couldn't bear the thought that the Wanli whom he hugged his waist and touched his hands to take advantage of was Wanxuanyuan, who made him hate him so much. Live scalp numbness.

The painful experience of being taught by Chu Jun every day and carried to the Self-examination Pavilion to copy the sword manual is an indelible shadow in his heart.

"Irrelevant people." Ning Buwei changed the subject with a serious face, "Is your exit ceremony about to start?"

-

"Senior Sister Shen." Chu Xin sat in the spirit-binding formation, his white disciple clothes were stained with blood, he looked up at the woman standing outside, his eyes were bloodshot, his expression was exhausted, his voice was hoarse, as if he had lost everything overnight vitality. "My master, he—"

"Elder Chu Wu's soul lamp has been extinguished." Shen Xi looked at him with a trace of unbearable eyes, "Junior Brother Chu Xin, my condolences."

Chu Xin looked at her dejectedly, with a cry in his voice, "Senior Sister, am I dreaming?"

Why did his master, brother, and brother all die tragically overnight, but he was the only one left alive?

Shen Xi's eyes were slightly red, "Your father, Chu Sun and I will find a way to rescue you. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that you are being controlled."

It’s just so what if you can see that he killed his senior brother with his own hands, and there will be countless rumors and rumors in the future. ...is completely ruined.

Obviously the future is boundless, live wantonly.

Shen Xi couldn't bear to think about it anymore, suppressed his excess emotions, and asked: "Junior brother, you said before that you would rather not be in Wushizong, but is it true?"

At that time, Ye Feng was in chaos because of Chu Wu's death, Chu Xin was agitated and delirious, and everyone was panicked because of the blue light, so she didn't ask immediately.

"I..." Chu Xin closed his eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "I met them with my uncle in Linjiang City..."

Recalling the time when he was kind enough to let them take refuge in the house, Chu Xin only felt regretful, "He saved the lives of my uncle and me. I am very grateful to them. I was very happy when I knew they came to Wu Shizong...but yesterday I I went to find them, but I heard that senior admit that he would rather not do it..."

He was extremely puzzled that Feng Zizhang and Jiang Yizheng recognized the thief as their father, and would rather not think that they were the big devils recognized by the seventeen states, and countless lives were lost under their hands. How could they violate morality and help the evildoers?

"Master tonight," Chu Xin choked up, "When Master fell down, I saw Ning Buwei, and he was hiding in the crowd... Sister, did he take revenge on me because he found out I eavesdropped?"

Chu Xin hugged his head in pain, and cried: "Then why didn't he just kill me? He just killed me alone to silence... Why did he kill Master and Junior Brother Chu Xin? They obviously didn't have anything. Do, why die?"

"I heard from the master that when Ning Buwei was possessed by the devil, he killed a few of his fellow Ning family's children like this." Shen Xi looked at Chu Dao: "Whether it was Ning Buwei who did it or not is still unknown." It’s impossible to say for sure, but no matter what, Junior Brother, you’re just being controlled, and it’s not your fault, understand?”

Chu Xin looked at her sadly.

"You have to cheer up, find the murderer as soon as possible, and avenge your master and brothers." After all, Shen Xi couldn't bear it. "If you fail, you will only make your relatives hurt your enemies, understand?"

Chu Xin stared blankly for a long time with red eyes, and then nodded vigorously.

-

"Didn't Chu Xin say that he came to watch the ceremony with us this morning?" Jiang Yizheng was squatting on the steps in front of the door, "It's been less than half an hour since the Grand Master left, why hasn't he come?"

"Maybe I was busy and forgot." Feng Zizhang looked at the drastically changed landscape around him, "Well, maybe I got lost."

"Oh." Jiang Yizheng sighed.

"Why didn't you go with Taizun just now?" Feng Zizhang grabbed a weed under his feet.

"I dare not." Jiang Yizheng covered his face with his hands, and said in grief and indignation: "I let Jing and Taizun eat roasted sweet potatoes, I am guilty."

"It's okay, relax." Feng Zizhang whispered: "Just now I saw Taizun and our father changing Xiaoshan's diaper together."

Jiang Yizheng resisted: "No, I can't imagine it."

"Imagine what?" Ning Buwei's voice sounded above their heads.

"Diapers——" Jiang Yizheng raised his head, and saw her father holding two washed diapers in his hands, and his eyes swept around the yard, as if he was looking for a place to dry them.

"The sun is good between those two trees." Jiang Yizheng pointed to Ning Buwei, and found a rope from his Naring, "Zizhang and I tied a rope."

Feng Zizhang asked while tying the rope: "Xiao Jiang, why do you have everything in your ring?"

"Forced by life." Jiang Yizheng stood on tiptoe and tied it higher, "Wherever you go, wherever you live, you have to take everything with you."

Ning Buwei tossed the cloth and put it on the rope. The early winter sun is not bad, and can bask in the sun for an hour or two.

"Father, why didn't you go with Taizun?" Feng Zizhang asked Ning Buwei curiously.

Ning Bu was puzzled: "Why should I go with him?"

"The head of the sect said to welcome Tai Zun and his wife and son together..." Jiang Yizheng's voice became smaller and smaller under Ning Buwei's increasingly dangerous eyes, "The head of the sect said, not me."

"Yes, Jing and Taizun nodded." Feng Zizhang helped to prove.

Ning Buwei looked puzzled, "He still nodded?"

"Hmm! I really nodded!" Jiang Yizheng recalled carefully: "I seem to have smiled a bit."

Feng Zizhang asked doubtfully, "Are you laughing?"

"Laughing, the corner of the mouth is bent, like this." Jiang Yizheng nodded firmly, and then slowly pulled the corner of his mouth expressionlessly.

"Hiss... is this called laughter?" Feng Zizhang's eyes hurt from seeing it.

Ning Buwei's face is a bit smelly, ma'am?Chu Linyuan's mouth probably wanted to be sewn shut.

To be honest, it was their Jinghe Taizun who made him his wife, but looking at that face, it was easy to be robbed and used as a stove.

Thinking of this, the big devil suddenly became even more upset.

"Father, are we really not going to run away?" Jiang Yizheng still remembers that her father is a big devil, and he has a very sense of crisis, "What if the Taizun knows your identity?"

Feng Zizhang also looked worried, "But if we all leave, what will happen to Xiao Shan?"

Ning Buwei didn't care and said: "If you know it, you will know it."

He guessed that Chu Jun should know his current identity, but he didn't know why he didn't tell him.

"Father, can you beat Taizun?" Feng Zizhang asked in a daze.

"Naturally." Ning Buwei fooled the child with brazen words, and said with an evil smile: "If he doesn't work together with us, I will take him away from Wushizong and make him a furnace."

Jiang Yizheng covered his mouth in horror.

Feng Zizhang widened his eyes in shock.

Ning Buwei sneered, and just about to dislike their timidity, he suddenly sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere, and turned his head stiffly following their gaze——

Then he met Jing and Taizun who were standing in front of the courtyard with cold expressions.