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

Cui Yuanbai cried for a long time before he stopped sobbing.

He still had the thin and thin appearance when he became Dao Ling, his whole little soul was clean, he stood up from the real fire, and saluted Ning Buwei and Chu Jun in a respectful manner, his voice was immature, but he tried his best to let him He seemed calm, "Thank you, thank you..."

He looked up at Ning Buwei and Chu Jun in a daze, not knowing what to call them, they were floating in the real fire blankly, and after a while he asked in distress: "Two fathers?"

He was too young when he was refined into a sword spirit, so he couldn't tell the difference between his master and his father. When he became a sword spirit, the master was his father, and he always thought that the master was his father. The instinct of the sword spirit is to recognize the master. These two people have fulfilled his wish together, and they are both qualified to use the Ziyan knife.

But there is only one knife, how to divide it?

Fortunately, the two people on the opposite side did not trouble him for too long, Ning Buwei said: "You don't have to recognize the master, you have been trapped in the knife for thousands of years, are you willing to recover your freedom?"

Cui Yuanbai was taken aback when he heard that, he floated to the edge of the fire pit and asked, "How many years is ten thousand years?"

Ning Buwei: "... 1 years."

"How many years is 1 years?" Xiao Dao Ling didn't learn so much before he died. Even if he later became Dao Ling and lived in the fire, he was in pain every day, and his father didn't allow him to come out. know.

Ning Buwei looked down at him with clean eyes, and was rarely impatient, "For many years, countless Shangyuan Festivals can be celebrated."

"That's it." Cui Yuanbai lowered his head sadly, and whispered: "Then Huanhuan... didn't pass many Shangyuan Festivals."

Ning Buwei said very coldly: "If you want to recognize the Lord, you will not be able to pass all the Shangyuan Festival in the future. If other children eat candied haws outside, you can only stay in the fire pit and be burned."

Cui Yuanbai raised his head anxiously, wanted to say something but didn't know how to say it, looked like he was going to cry or not, it was very pitiful.

Fortunately, Ning Buwei is an asshole, and there is another reliable person. Chu Jun went to the fire pit and squatted down to Cui Yuanbai, "Do you want to get out of the knife?"

Cui Yuanbai stared at him blankly.

"You can eat candied haws, snacks, and other delicious food." Chu Jun explained.

"Really, really?" Cui Yuanbai's eyes burst into light, but it didn't take long for it to dim, "But my father said that I, I can only stay here forever, and I will die if I go out."

He didn't know he was dead yet.

"I won't die." Chu Jun said warmly.

After all, he was only a five-year-old child, and Ning Buwei and Chu Jun helped him realize his "wish" again, and now he is two good people in his heart, he leaned on the edge of the fire pit and whispered: "That's great... …this fire hurts me so much.”

"It will hurt even more after a while." Ning Buwei poked his face with his hand, but his fingers passed through his face, and he was also burned by the real fire.

"Huanhuan is not afraid." Cui Yuanbai showed him a cute smile.

"It won't hurt for too long." Chu Jun told him.

Ning Buwei frowned staring at the fire.

When the two were about to go out, Cui Yuanbai said anxiously: "You...will you come back?"

Chu Jun nodded, and Cui Yuanbai looked at Ning Buwei expectantly again.

Ning Buwei said: "Stay well and don't move."

Cui Yuanbai immediately sat down obediently.

After a while, the two broke through the water and returned to the waterfall. The Ziyan Knife, which was tens of meters high, had shrunk to the size of a normal knife, and Ning Buwei held it in his hand.

Chu Jun said: "Have you thought about it?"

Ning Buwei took a look at the Ziyan knife, and said with disgust: "This knife really gets uglier the more you look at it, at least Suzaku can see it."

Suzaku Narrow Knife: ...

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Chu Jun, "Are you really sure?"

Chu Jun nodded, and explained to him: "When this child's soul turned into a sword spirit, his soul was complete, and his flesh and blood were refined into this Ziyan knife. , It is completely possible to let him re-transform, as long as the cultivation method is appropriate, he can grow up like an ordinary child, and he will not die or die, and will last forever in the world."

Ning Buwei smiled and said, "You really did research."

"Yeah." Chu Jun's eyes swept over his fingertips that were burned by the real fire, and helped him cover a thin layer of spiritual power, and most of the piercing pain disappeared immediately.

Ning Buwei rubbed the wound, "How to deal with this real fire?"

"Refine and shape this Ziyan knife."

In the misty water mist, a wide knife with bone spurs all over the body hangs on the surface of the water, the trick falls, and the real fire born from the blade is slowly drawn out, and the Taiji seal hangs on the Ziyan knife, shrinking the inside into a circle. The small knife spirit of the regiment was firmly protected inside, completely isolating him from the real fire.

Ning Buwei manipulated the Suzaku Narrow Knife, forcibly tore off the part of the Ziyan Knife that did not belong to Cui Yuanbai's flesh and blood, and frowned as he watched the small piece of Knife writhing in pain.

In the scorching light of the knife, Chu Jun's eyes fell on Ning Buwei, and he remembered the question he asked himself many years ago.

-

It snowed heavily in Louzhou that day, Hao Zheng was afraid that the group of young masters in the courtyard would be frozen, so he asked him to change the fencing class into a lecture.

After he succinctly told this group of children about the ancestors who used knives and their famous knives, he glanced at the students below, and saw Ning Chengfeng sitting in the corner listening carefully and staring at him intently .

Chu Jun couldn't help but say a few more words.

Soon the long sound of the end of get out of class bell came, and he put away the bamboo rolls and got up to leave.

Then Ning Chengfeng who suddenly appeared blocked the way.

The young man was wearing the uniform red shirt of Wanxuan Yuan, with a high ponytail. The snow fell between his brows dyed with a smile, and he immediately became polarized, "Master Chu, please stay."

This kid looks clean and well-behaved, but in fact he is very skinny and courageous. He cultivates the Dao of Slaughter. Although his Dao heart has been destroyed, ordinary people don't like to approach him. Those children can jump faster than rabbits when they see him. Feng came up to provoke him every time.

"What's the matter?" He wore a mask on his face, and his voice became completely different after passing through the mask, sounding rough.

"The student wants to ask a question." Ning Chengfeng looked at him with a smile, like a little leopard showing off his might, circled around him, and pretended to reach out to help him pat the snow on his shoulder.

Chu Jun froze, and his tone became stiff, "Ask."

"Just now you said that Cui Chenghong practiced the sword spirit with his son's sacrificial knife. Is there a way to turn the sword spirit back into a human?" Ning Chengfeng folded his arms and tilted his head. Some dazzling.

No one had ever asked him such a question, and Chu Jun himself had never thought about it. He was silent for a moment, and said honestly, "I don't know."

The young man suddenly became proud, and said with a smile: "It turns out that Master Chu also has something he doesn't know."

Chu Jun was puzzled: "Why do you want to turn the sword spirit back into a human?"

Now that it has become a tool spirit, it is no longer a person, but a tool.

Ning Chengfeng said straightforwardly: "Acquired Dao Ling is also a human being, isn't it boring to stay in one place for thousands of years? Dao Ling is not born or destroyed, and has no entity. What if he wants to eat? What if he wants to get married and have children? What to do? What if he hates his master and wants to change?"

Chu Jun: "..."

These questions were really naive and unnecessary to answer, so he walked away.

Ning Chengfeng jumped back twice, stretched out his arms to stop him, and said with a smile: "Headmaster Chu is angry because he can't answer? Or is he angry?"

Chu Jun felt that he was very noisy, raised his hand and touched his eyebrows, and fixed him in place, "I will tell you when I know."

After speaking, he left without looking back.

"You undo this fixing spell for me first!" Ning Chengfeng shouted behind him: "Master Chu! Chu Jun! The surname Chu——"

That night, for the first time in history, he did not cultivate. He spent the whole night reading books in the library, but still to no avail.

-

The child's body slowly fell onto the stone.

Chu Jun and Ning Buwei walked over, and saw Cui Yuanbai slowly opened his eyes, stared blankly for a long time, pointed to the sky, "...cloud."

He has not seen a white cloud for a long time.

Ning Buwei was bending over to look at him, and when he saw him pointing at the cloud, he thought that cloud was something strange, turned his head to look, and the next moment, two soft little arms were wrapped around his neck, and his whole body froze. In place.

There was a warm wetness on his shoulders.

Ning Buwei sighed, stretched out his hand to hug the child, let him hug his neck, and mouthed to Chu Jun, with a headache on his face, 'crying. '

Ning Xiu can only cry, and feels sorry for his tears without making a sound. Sometimes there is only thunder but no rain. The two little fools Jiang Yizheng and Feng Zizhang will only cry from fright. This is the first time he sees crying Silent child.

Chu Jun smiled slightly.

I would rather not stare at him.

The two were making eye contact, when suddenly a strong pressure spread, Chu Jun looked serious, and pressed down Ning Buwei's hand that was about to draw the sword.

A dozen crimson-clothed monks came with their swords and surrounded them. One of them said, "Master, it's these two people! I guard this Ziyan knife for nine days and nine nights, and finally waited for its barrier to loosen. Rob!"

It was the cultivator of Huashen who was scared away by Chu Jun's coercion before. It turned out that he was going to move reinforcements.

Presumably, Ziyan Knife is such a spiritual treasure, neither Zanghailou nor the Wang family would want to let it go, and I don't know what agreement they reached, the Ziyan Knife should belong to the Sang family of Zanghailou.

But Ning Buwei doesn't care about these things, this secret land of Yumian Mountain is not branded with the family crests of Canghailou and Wang family, but they just took advantage of their power to occupy this secret land, which is quite grandiose.

A young man came out from the crowd, and said to Ning Buwei and Chu Jun, "Two fellow Taoists, this Ziyan Saber is my possession in Hailou, please return it."

Cui Yuanbai still had tears on his face, turned his head to look at a group of strange monks, and heard that they asked for the Ziyan knife, he was so frightened that he hugged Ning Buwei's neck hard, his lips turned white, and he forcibly held back the tears, " Father, father, Huanhuan is obedient, don't lose me."

I don't know what else that scumbag Cui Chenghong did, but just saw a few strangers, and scared him into such a state.

Ning Buwei reached out and patted his back, and stared at the monk unkindly, but Chu Jun pressed the back of his hand, signaling him not to act rashly.

Ning Buwei raised his eyebrows, rubbed his hand with his thumb, and clearly felt that the other person's expression froze, and the corner of his mouth smugly curled up.

At this moment, more than a dozen streamers of light flew over from the sky, and someone laughed loudly: "Sang Tian, ​​when did this Ziyan knife become your Tibetan Sea Tower! I have been guarding it here for ten days and ten nights!"

As soon as the words fell, a group of blue-shirted monks floated down.

People from the royal family.

Ning Buwei raised his eyebrows, it turned out that there was no negotiation.

"Wang Haoxuan, don't bully people too much!" Sang Tian said coldly: "At the beginning, the Wang family and Canghai Tower agreed that Zhenlongqi and Tiantao Ruler would belong to your Wang family, and Ziyan Sword would belong to Canghai Tower!"

Wang Haoxuan said with a smile: "But now that Zhenlongqi and Tiantaoru are all taken by you in Zanghailou, why don't you have the nerve to ask for Ziyan knife?"

"Bloody mouth!" Sang Tian said angrily, "You have no ability to protect your own things and dare to slander us!"

"It's as if you protected the Ziyan knife, and it fell into someone else's hands!" Wang Haoxuan sneered.

Sang Tian said to Ning Buwei and Chu Jun: "I advise you to hand over the Ziyan knife quickly! Otherwise, you will be against the entire Canghai Tower!"

"Heh, if you hand it over to Zanghailou, then you will have trouble with our Wang family!" Wang Haoxuan was also unkind.

"It seems that we have nothing to do with this Ziyan knife." Chu Jun said without changing his expression, "Since that's the case, it's up to you to decide who you belong to."

As soon as the words fell, the pitch-black broadsword broke through the water, creating a huge wave of water. Chu Jun waved his sleeves, and with Ning Buwei and Cui Yuanbai, he flew into the sky in a stream of light.

The people from Canghailou wanted to chase after him, but Sang Tian stopped him, "Get the knife first!"

Wang Haoxuan was also determined to win the Ziyan Saber, and the two sides immediately fought, and had no time to take care of Chu Jun and the others who had escaped.

Ning Buwei fell to the ground, jokingly said: "Do you know that people from the Wang family are coming?"

"Yeah." Chu Jun nodded.

"I didn't expect such an upright person like you to play tricks." Ning Buwei pretended to be surprised.

Chu Jun was silent for a moment, "Who told you that I am upright?"

Ning Buwei: "...Probably because you look alike."

Chu Jun was completely silent, but he seemed a little depressed.

Cui Yuanbai lay on Ning Buwei's shoulders, looking at the surrounding scenery curiously, quietly like a pendant, and when Ning Buwei put him on the ground, he didn't cry or make trouble. He was already thin, and a five-year-old child looked He looked like he was three or four years old, and the clothes he was wearing were also tailored by Chu Jun. They were a little too big, and they hung empty on his body.

But he looked very happy, curious about the surrounding scenery, but cautious not to go far, standing obediently beside the two of them, quietly.

He took the knife with great interest, but not only failed to get the knife, but also picked up a child for nothing, and he would rather not do it than be depressed.

"Child, is there anywhere you want to go?" Ning Buwei asked with a paralyzed face.

Cui Yuanbai shook his head blankly, but subconsciously grabbed the sleeve of Chu Jun next to him, and whispered, "I can become a knife...to help you fight off bad guys."

Although he has transformed into a human being, his body is still Ziyan Dao, but Chu Jun and Ning Buwei help him become an independent sword that does not need to recognize its master, and can even grow up like an ordinary child.

Ning Buwei stared at him amusedly, "I am the bad guy."

"You are a good man." Cui Yuanbai shook his head, his eyes filled with hope, "Can you be my father?"

He ate snacks for himself, didn't sacrifice his knife, and took him and his mother to see the lanterns. He didn't throw himself away just now, and he didn't reprimand him. He was a very good father.

Ning Buwei: "..."

He decided to divert the trouble to the east, pointed at Chu Jun and said, "I think he is very suitable to be your father."

Cui Yuanbai looked up at Chu Jun, pondered for a while on the most beautiful face he had ever seen, then gently tugged on Chu Jun's sleeve, and whispered, "How about you be a mother?"

"Hahahaha!" Ning Buwei laughed wildly.

Chu Jun: "..."

Want to wear a mask.

Ning Buwei sneered mercilessly, and then Cui Yuanbai was stuffed in his arms.

The three of them didn't stay here for too long, and soon returned to the place where Jimo Hongcai and others were staying before. These disciples of Qing Danzong were honest, and Chu Jun asked them to wait, but they didn't even move their place.

"You are finally back." Jimo Hongcai almost cried with joy, his eyes fell on Cui Yuanbai for a moment, "This child is..."

"His son." Ning Buwei said lightly.

The light in Jimo Hongcai's eyes gradually went out, and he couldn't believe it: "Son, son!? Fellow Daoist Chu already has a Taoist partner?"

Chu Jun was noncommittal, Cui Yuanbai hadn't seen anyone for a long time, just now he saw people from Canghailou and Wang's family hugging Ning Buwei's neck in fright, when he saw Jimo Hongcai, he hugged Chu Jun's leg nearby and hid Behind him, the small face was serious and tense, and Chu Jun's face was always expressionless. Looking at it this way, he looked more like a father and son.

Jimo Hongcai seemed to hear the voice of her heart breaking.

-

There is no time to see the peak.

Rhubarb lies on the ground basking in the sun, wagging its tail leisurely. Ever since it turned back to its original form and found that the yard can bloom itself, it is unwilling to wrong itself and turn back into a little milk dog.

Jiang Yizheng and Feng Zizhang were sitting upright, looking at Hao Zheng, the legendary dean of Wanxuan Academy, with nervous expressions.

Hao Zheng looked at Jiang Yizheng and Feng Zizhang, he was stunned after seeing through their aptitudes, then estimated their cultivation level, after a moment of silence, he praised: "Jing He, your girl and son are so handsome."

Although the aptitude is generally average, but in all fairness, Feng Zizhang has a clear temperament with sword eyebrows and star eyes, and Jiang Yizheng is upright and heroic though not beautiful. The two of them have been nourished by Yijianfeng's strong spiritual power for so long, and their appearance is even better than before.

Chu Jun: "...Thank you for the compliment."

"Ah~" Ning Xiu was playing happily with the little doll given by the beautiful aunt just now, when he heard Bai Bainiang speak, he handed the little doll to him.

Hao Zheng said: "It's the first time we meet, I don't have anything, so let's give the children a talisman."

As soon as he finished speaking, a white light flashed across the hearts of Feng Zizhang Jiang and Ning Xiu, and then disappeared.

"Thank you." Chu Jun nodded slightly.

Although I don't know what this amulet is for, it doesn't prevent Feng Zizhang and Jiang Yizheng from being flattered, "Thank you, Dean Hao."

After a long while, Jiang Yizheng hugged Ning Xiu, and together with Feng Zizhang, they watched the rhubarb grow bigger and smaller in the yard.

Chu Jun and Hao Zheng sat on the stone table under the tree and drank tea.

"I can't see it either." Hao Zheng looked away from Jiang Yizheng, and said to Chu Jun, "However, if you seal her spirit and spirit senses and shut off her meridians, even if there are Gu worms, she won't be able to get out." Flowers."

Just in the small courtyard of Jianfeng, Chu Jun has placed countless magical circles inside and outside, let alone a single piece of iron, it is almost wrapped into an iron ball, Hao Zheng said: "I think you dared not let go of knots back then World, why is there such a big fanfare now?"

Chu Jun shook his head, "These three children are still too young, and they have no ability to protect themselves, so don't take it lightly."

Hao Zheng was amazed, "Being a father is different."

Chu Jun said: "Would you like to go to the Canghai Tower Discussion Conference?"

"The post is here. I didn't go to the one 300 years ago. Let's go this time." Hao Zheng said, "It's just a matter of time to meet that old man Wang Bin."

"There is a purple mansion secret realm opened in Yumian Mountain, Leyuan City, Zhongzhou, and the owner of the secret realm is Cui Chenghong, the ancestor of the current Cui family." Chu Jun said unhurriedly: "The Wang family and Canghai Tower are overlord. Do not let go of the secret realm."

"I seem to have heard about this secret realm. Both Canghai Tower and the Wang family are hiding it from the Cui family. They probably want to grab as much as they can. When the Cui family knows that there are not many good things, tsk tsk." Hao Zheng Xi wondered, "But since when have you cared about such trivial matters?"

"Help me find out about the Cui family," Chu Jun said.

Hao Zheng became interested, "You want to help the Cui family?"

Chu Jun's expression was calm, "Help the children save their wealth."

"Hey, which of your three children will you save for?" Hao Zheng asked with a smile.

"the fourth."

"What?"

-

Zhongzhou Leyuan City.

"Thank you two fellow Taoists for sending us out of the secret realm." Jimo Hongcai took Bu Qing and Zong Liu Zongsheng to thank them, "It will take some time to refine the Heavenly Rank Soul Solidifying Pill, and the two fellow Taoists can come to the Dao Discussion Conference at that time Find us."

Chu Jun nodded, watching them calmly disappear into the bustling crowd.

Ning Buwei handed the candied haws he just bought to Cui Yuanbai, and said to Chu Jun, "I'm going to find Sang Yun, will you take him back to Wushizong?"

Cui Yuanbai licked the candied haws in his hand, raised his head and said to Ning Buwei, "Father, I can turn into a knife and help you fight."

Ning Buwei flicked his forehead, "Don't talk nonsense, be careful if someone steals you and then trains you back."

Cui Yuanbai remembered the pain of being roasted by the real fire, his face turned pale, and he hugged the candied haws and said: "Oh, then I will never say that I can become a knife again."

After a pause, he said firmly, "Father, I'm really good at fighting."

Ning Buwei: "...you are really amazing."

Cui Yuanbai smiled shyly.

After getting along with each other for the past few days, Ning Buwei and Chu Jun discovered that since Cui Yuanbai became a "human" again instead of a sword spirit who was roasted by real fire day and night, he has gradually become more stable, although sometimes he still thinks childishly. , but compared with his peers, he is much more mature.

Chu Jun added another layer of barriers around them, and said to Ning Buwei, "Something happened to Zizhang and Yizheng..."

He told everything that happened in Wushizong during this period, and Ning Buwei's brows became tighter and tighter, and then he thought of everything that happened since he woke up from the endless river, and said in a deep voice, "This What exactly does Qing Guang want to do?"

His eyes fell on Chu Jun, and suddenly froze.

Chu Jun saw that his expression was different, "Why?"

"After I woke up, among the old people I saw, you were the only one who was still alive." Ning Buwei looked very ugly, "I'm afraid the target of that Gu worm wasn't Zizhang and Xiaojiang—"

"It's you."