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

Ning Buwei put two blue Gu worms together, and soon the intact one devoured the body of the other.

The Gu worms on the little girl's body just now should have been put in not long ago, and have not yet melted into the sea of ​​consciousness. He looked at the crowded Changsheng Dojo, if someone had already scattered these Gu worms into the dojo, I'm afraid——

"Woof! Wang Wang!" A huge yellow dog flew past his eyes.

Immediately after Feng Zizhang and Jiang Yizheng Yujian followed closely behind, Feng Zizhang was still shouting heartbreakingly: "Dahuang is obedient! Come back!"

Ning Buwei is now wearing the appearance of Wang Zizhuo, they naturally didn't recognize it, and ran all the way to the mountainside.

With Chu Jun protecting Ning Xiu and Cui Yuanbai, nothing will happen to them. It is not necessarily the case for these two big dogs. Compared with the safety and lives of other people, Ning Buwei decisively went after his son and daughter.

I saw the two little idiots chasing the silly dog ​​for more than a dozen miles, before finally restraining the transformed Rhubarb. Rhubarb bit the chicken leg and shook the fur on his body vigorously.

Feng Zizhang grabbed the dog's tail and sat on the ground panting, very puzzled: "Where did this chicken leg come from?"

Jiang Yizheng supported his knees and shook his head, raised his head and stared, "Zizhang, look quickly, what a beautiful attic."

Feng Zizhang followed her gaze, and saw a towering attic towering in the distance, surrounded by rosy clouds and floating clouds, exuding an incomparably noble atmosphere.

"Wow, isn't this Liuyun Pavilion in Canghai Tower?" Feng Zizhang got up and said, "I heard from Master before that there is Liuyun, the treasure of Canghailou, which is the soul-suppressing Liuyun in Liuyun Pavilion—eh?"

Feng Zizhang suddenly rubbed his eyes vigorously.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Yizheng asked.

"Look, that back image doesn't look like Chu Xin?" Feng Zizhang pointed to the grass near Liuyun Pavilion.

Jiang Yizheng's eyes were better than his. When he took a closer look, his face immediately changed, "It's really him."

Feng Zizhang said: "What is he doing here?"

Jiang Yizheng suddenly felt flustered, "Let's take Rhubarb away quickly, I always feel uneasy."

Feng Zizhang hesitated, "But—"

Jiang Yizheng was not as sentimental as he was, and he was pulling him away, but as soon as he turned around, a black shadow flashed in front of him, and he was stopped in place.

Chu Xin stared at them with an unkind expression, "Why are you guys again?"

Feng Zizhang frowned seeing the evil spirit on him, "Chu Xin, what's the matter with you? Why is the evil spirit on your body so heavy?"

Chu Xin said irritably, "Ask less about things you shouldn't ask, or I'll kill you all!"

Jiang Yizheng took half a step back subconsciously, "Let's go now."

Feng Zizhang looked at Chu Xin worriedly, "If you need our help—"

Jiang Yizheng suddenly felt something was wrong, as expected, and then he heard Chu Xin laugh and say: "Help? Where were you when I needed your help the most!? Don't pretend to help me, you just They are two cowards who are greedy for life and afraid of death and admit that a thief is their father!"

Feng Zizhang gritted his teeth and said: "Yes, we are cowards who are greedy for life and afraid of death! But we would rather not save Xiao Jiang and me many times! He doesn't have to save us at all! We were afraid of being killed by him at first, but we sincerely We only recognize him as a father because we respect him! Ever since we met him, we have never seen him do anything that is unacceptable. We believe that seeing is believing than hearing rumors! He is the best father in the world!"

Ning Buwei hiding in the dark: ...It's not that exaggerated.

Feng Zizhang probably seldom argues with others. When he speaks excitedly, he can't help trembling all over his body, even his voice trembles a little. It seems that tears are about to come out.

Jiang Yizheng held his hand tightly, looked at Chu Xin with scarlet eyes, and said courageously: "Zizhang is right, not to mention, let alone we sent you many letters, and you never replied , I, we, we don't know what happened to you until now...you won't tell us."

Chu Xin laughed softly: "Tell you? What's the use of telling you? How can you two low-qualified wastes help?"

Jiang Yizheng and Feng Zizhang were both taken aback.

What Chu Xin said...is indeed the truth, but it is nothing if others say it, but it is very lethal if it is said from the mouth of a good friend who once shared life and death.

Even Ning Buwei in the dark frowned.

"But now—" Chu Xin suddenly changed the topic, "You guys can help!"

Before the words fell, Chu Xin suddenly became violent. Feng Zizhang and Jiang Yizheng seemed to be strangled by an invisible force, and the spiritual power in their bodies was draining rapidly, and they were powerless to resist at all.

Ning Buwei quickly drew a talisman and patted Chu Xin. Rhubarb bared his fangs and rushed forward, biting Chu Xin's wrist.

Chu Xin gave away his hand with a cry of pain, and was slapped on the ground by Ning Buwei's talisman.

Feng Zizhang pulled Jiang Yizheng up from the ground, "Du Huang, run!"

Rhubarb avoided Chu Xin's palm neatly, spread his legs and ran forward beside Feng Zizhang and Jiang Yizheng.

However, after running a few steps, the two of them stopped. Seeing the unfamiliar number of flowers and stones gradually appearing in front of them, they didn't dare to run forward rashly.

Seeing this, Chu Xin also seemed to panic, staring blankly at the suddenly unfamiliar environment around him, subconsciously took a step back, and forced himself to stop, he looked at Feng Zizhang and Jiang Yizheng, his eyes were scarlet Tumbling, "You're lucky!"

After saying that, he turned around and flew in the direction of Liuyun Pavilion with a few leaps.

Ning Buwei stepped on the Suzaku narrow knife and flew into the air. Looking down, he saw that with Liuyun Pavilion as the center, countless strange mountains and rivers were slowly emerging to reveal their outlines, merging with the original landform of Lun Dao Mountain , but trembled slightly because of the mismatch of spiritual power.

It seems that the two mountains are slowly merging together, with a bit of gorgeous beauty in addition to the weirdness, as if entering some strange illusion for a while.

The spiritual power fluctuated, and the mountains and rivers were shaped.

Ning Buwei looked at the waterfall slowly appearing in the distance, and suddenly felt a little familiar. This is the waterfall where he and Chu Jun took the Ziyan knife together before, and the mountain that merged with Lundao Mountain belonged to Cui Chenghong. The Yumian Mountain transformed from the secret realm of the Purple Mansion!

"Fortunately, we are lucky." Jiang Yizheng glanced at the direction Chu Xin was leaving with lingering fear.

Feng Zizhang wondered: "It's not all luck, Chu Xin seems to be in a hurry to go to Liuyun Pavilion."

"Could it be that he wants to suppress the soul?" Jiang Yizheng guessed.

The vaguely familiar conversation made Ning Buwei, who was hiding in the dark, stop suddenly.

"Chengfeng, you are so unlucky, more than 20 people click on you every time Hao Zheng. '

'It's not all bad luck, maybe it's because Hao Zheng likes him so much hahahaha! '

'Hey, I heard from my little uncle that Canghailou got a treasure called Zhenhun Liuyun from somewhere. It is said that it can change luck, why don't we borrow it to change luck for Chengfeng? '

"While going, I can tell from the name that this treasure is used to suppress the soul. How could it change my luck? Besides, the change of luck goes against the sky. I'm afraid you don't think I died fast enough..."

"What's the matter, I know a powerful change of luck..."

This conversation has been going on for so long that Ning Buwei only remembers a few words at that time, the three of them talked about mountains on a whim, talking nonsense.

He likes to study all kinds of strange formations and spells, and he knows a little about the formations of changing luck, but because such formations are very tasteless and laborious, the effect is not great, and one mistake will be backlashed, so He didn't study it carefully.

But it's nothing more than the formation of the formation, plus a little medium for changing luck, Xie Jiu and others can't feel that they are not lucky enough, and they really plan to grab Zhenhun Liuyun to make the next luck-changing formation on a whim—

Ning Buwei's gaze swept across the waterfall of Yumian Mountain, and he paused slightly.

What if he didn't want to change his luck?

The words of those people in the teahouse echoed in his ears:

"Most of their Cui family is gone now, and they have already fallen out of the top ten families, so there is nothing to see..."

"The Cui family suffered heavy losses..." "Young master of the Cui family is really unlucky, even the Cui family is unlucky..."

'Cui Chenghong rebelled against the master's family and set up a new one... The master's family was extinct, but Cui Chenghong's descendants lasted for thousands of years! '

Cui Ci's words from many years ago continued, "What's the matter, I know a powerful array of changing luck... As long as the medium in the array is strong enough, it is no problem to change the luck of an entire family!" '

The medium of the fortune-changing array is naturally something that must be closely connected with the people who change their luck-what can better capture the luck of the entire clan than the secret place where Cui Hongcheng's Zifu, the ancestor of the Cui clan, is located?

No more.

The secret realm of Yumian Mountain is the most suitable medium that can be used in the fortune-changing array.

But the premise is that someone really wants to exchange the luck of the Cui family with the luck of the Sang family in Canghailou.

Ning Buwei looked solemnly, and looked at Liuyun Pavilion where Zhenhun Liuyun was located.

Feng Zizhang was planning to pass through this strange place and take Jiang Yizheng and Dahuang back to the Changsheng Dojo, but he was startled by a stranger who suddenly appeared.

"This, Fellow Daoist, is there something wrong?" Feng Zizhang and Jiang Yizheng were like frightened birds, wary of everyone.

But I would rather not be happy to see the results. After all, if I foolishly think that everyone is a good person and have no defense at all, I will only be gnawed to the bone.

With the appearance of Wang Zizhuo, he said in his own voice: "I am your father."

I don't know if it was because the wind was too strong or Feng Zizhang was too nervous, but he didn't hear it, and then he blushed with anger, "I, you, I'm still your father!"

Ning Buwei: "..."

Jiang Yizheng tugged at Feng Zizhang's sleeve, "It seems to be really our father's voice."

Feng Zizhang stared at him suspiciously, but Ning Buwei gave him a stare and staggered back a step in fright.

With this look, there is really no second person to come.

After a while, Feng Zizhang, with a freshly baked bag on his head, followed behind Ning Buwei with a mournful face, "Father, I really didn't realize..."

After all, anyone who sees a stranger coming up and says 'I am your father' will feel that the other party is provoking him!

Ning Buwei asked as he walked, "Did you two chase after rhubarb?"

"Ang." Feng Zizhang nodded, "It's been running around all the time recently, and Xiao Jiang and I can't hold it back."

Rhubarb, who had turned back into a little milk dog, was hung in the storage bag on Feng Zizhang's waist, with his head sticking out and hissing out his tongue.

Feng Zizhang reached out and pressed it back.

"Father, where are we going?" Jiang Yizheng looked at the unfamiliar environment around him, feeling a little apprehensive.

"Take you guys to find the treasure." Ning Buwei chopped open the bush in front of him.

The sharp knife air crackled the branches, and Feng Zizhang asked, "What baby?"

Ning Buwei took out the Tiantao Ruler from his sleeve, and said silently, the Tiantao Ruler instantly became the size of a canoe, "I don't know, come up."

Feng Zizhang and Jiang Yizheng climbed up the ruler in a hurry. The jade ruler is warm and warm, and it is very comfortable to sit on. Rather than paste a piece of talisman paper on each of the four corners, even the person with the ruler is instantly invisible. Not even a trace of fluctuations in spiritual power.

Looking from the inside to the outside, everything became blurred, except for the large expanse of white, there were only two colors of black and gray, which were silently merging.

"This is..." Jiang Yizheng looked at the surrounding colors in shock.

"The Ning family's lost magic talisman!" Feng Zizhang said excitedly, "I've seen it in books. The talismans are spread in all directions and filled with spiritual power. When people live among them, they can see the aura of the world and know the formations in the world. The law is broken! It turns out that this is the scene when looking from the inside!"

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, various formations began to gradually appear in the black and gray space, and different colors appeared according to the spiritual power of the people who set up the formations. Together, it really looks good.

"I know this one, it's the spirit-binding formation, and the lavender one looks like a teleportation formation..." Jiang Yi was lying on the side and looked down, and found that he could recognize many of them, very excited, "But So different shades of the same color?"

"The stronger the spiritual power of the people who set up the formation, the more sophisticated the means, the lighter the color." Ning Buwei said: "Some formations that specialize in talisman formations are invisible and traceless, and monks will not notice it at all when they enter, but they can be strangled. The enemy is invisible."

"It's like the Requiem Formation over there. Although the people who set up the formation are highly skilled, they are obviously not proficient in this way. Although the formation eyes are stable, the formation is rough, and the color is very obvious." Ning Buwei pointed it out to them.

It was the first time for Jiang Yizheng and Feng Zizhang to feel so intuitively that the eyes that looked at Ning Buwei were all admiration.

Ning Buwei was a little uncomfortable being seen, cleared his throat, and manipulated the Tiantao ruler to continue upward. The originally very clear and various formations gradually became smaller, and finally turned into small colorful dots .

Feng Zizhang couldn't help asking: "Then what are these gray and black things?"

"It's a mountain." Ning Buwei squinted his eyes, "Mountains are usually black, and this gray mountain obviously doesn't belong to Lun Dao Mountain."

Jiang Yizheng said: "But they are merging."

"That's why there was a problem." Ning Buwei estimated that the height was about the same, so he let the Tiantao Ruler park at high altitude.

"For the fortune-changing formation, one formation center and one formation eye, the formations range from sixteen to sixty-four. Usually, the formation is surrounded by heaven-level magic weapons, shaped like a big dipper. The formation eye is located in the center of the spoon, and the formation center is located in the handle of the spoon..." Ning For no reason, he said without a pause: "I will give you some time to find out the eyes and hearts."

Feng Zizhang subconsciously became nervous, "Father, what if, what if we can't find it?"

Ning Buwei smiled kindly, "Then jump from here."

Feng Zizhang: "!!!"

Feng Zizhang and Jiang Yizheng opened their eyes wide and began to search, but they were said to have found the heart and the handle of the spoon, they couldn't even see where the spoon was, and they were lying on the ruler looking for it.

Ning Buwei stood on the edge of the jade ruler with his hands behind his back, slightly lowered his head and overlooked the entire Lun Dao Mountain, his snow-blue hairband was buried in his hair, and the hem of his wide sleeves was rattled by the strong wind, but he remained motionless.

When he was nervous, Feng Zizhang couldn't help but secretly glanced at his father, but he was in a daze for a moment, as if he seemed to know where the whole formation was, but he was still unwilling to break it.

-

Longevity Dojo.

On the stage, Hao Zheng and Wang Binzheng were discussing back and forth. Although Chu Jun, like Hao Zheng, didn't like Wang Bin very much, he still had to admit that there was something to be said for the other party's current cultivation.

Under the high platform, tens of thousands of young disciples were listening attentively, eagerly hoping to be inspired. From time to time, some disciples directly crossed their legs into meditation and entered the state of enlightenment, attracting envious eyes from all around.

Cui Yuanbai tugged at Chu Jun's sleeve.

"Huh?" Chu Jun looked down at him.

Cui Yuanbai waved at him, motioning him to lean over to listen, Chu Jun bent down very cooperatively, and conveniently set up a sound-proof barrier.

"Father, my first father's purple mansion has come to this mountain, so fierce." Cui Yuanbai whispered: "I'm a little scared."

"Don't be afraid." Chu Jun reached out and touched his head, and said to Cui Yuanbai, "Do you still remember what I told you just now?"

"Remember." Cui Yuanbai nodded firmly, "Hold my brother well."

"Yeah." Chu Jun said, "What else?"

"Open Ziyan Knife?" Cui Yuanbai asked in a daze.

"Well." Chu Jun said: "Remember, the secret place of the Purple Mansion is yours."

Cui Yuanbai only felt that the breath that had been pressing on his heart had dissipated a lot invisibly, and he bent his eyes and smiled at Chu Jun, "Yeah!"

Chu Jun straightened up and continued to listen to the debate between Hao Zheng and Wang Bin.

Cui Chenghong refined Cui Yuanbai into a sword spirit and sealed it in the sword for thousands of years. The secret place of the Zifu where he sat down after his fall, whether it is the Sang family, the Wang family in Canghailou, or the current Cui family, is not as qualified as Cui Yuanbai. .

I thought it would take some effort, but I didn't want someone to hurry up and send the secret realm of Yumian Mountain.

Chu Jun strengthened the tranquilizing array on Ning Xiu's body several more layers.

Ning Xiu was smiling at him, but suddenly frowned and became a little restless. "Ah! Ah!"

Mother go!let's go!

Cui Yuanbai looked at the increasingly thick black air on Chu Jun's shoulders, his face tensed.

"What is this!" Suddenly someone exclaimed.

"Where did the bug come from!"

"Ahhh—my eyes! There are bugs coming out of them! Help me! Help!"

"Someone has gone mad!"

"stop it now!"

Most of the Changsheng dojos are young disciples. They haven't experienced many things, and they can't hold back when they encounter things. Suddenly, swords fly around, spiritual power is mixed, and there are even accidental injuries.

Leading the elders to save people while maintaining order, they found that this bug was extremely weird, and it could not be eliminated at all when it entered the sea of ​​consciousness, and it could not be eliminated at all. Take the panic in the dojo to a higher level.

Sang Tian said loudly: "Everyone, don't panic! Please stay where you are and don't move around! Everyone, don't panic—"

It's a pity that he was far inferior to Sang Xuanqing in terms of prestige and cultivation, and the crowd present didn't take his words to heart at all.

Although the young disciples of Wanxuanyuan were protected by the elders' barriers, there were still some people who went into madness and were forced to seal the two senses of god and spirit, so they escaped the fate of directly exploding and dying.

However, not all the elders of the sect's aristocratic families are as powerful as Wanxuanyuan, and some elders can't escape this disaster, and their blood is overflowing all of a sudden.

Hao Zheng withdrew his sense of probing all around, and was about to rescue someone, but Wang Bin, who was sitting opposite him, suddenly made a move.

Hao Zheng's eyes turned cold, "Wang Bin, your sons from the Wang family are also down there."

But Wang Bin refused to budge, and said with a smile: "It's rare that Dean Hao is bothered. If they can't protect themselves, it's because they have no ability. But I haven't discussed with you for many years, and I just want to learn your skills!"

Hao Zheng looked at Chu Jun, who was surrounded by black energy and was already possessed by demons, his eyes sank, "That's exactly what I mean!"

-

"Father, why is there such a big blood mist over there?" Jiang Yizheng asked, pointing at the large blood mist at the junction of black and gray.

"The fortune-changing formation is going against the sky, so it's natural to sacrifice human life and blood." Ning Buwei's voice was cold.

Feng Zizhang's face changed, "There are still so many people in the Changsheng Taoist Temple, isn't it—Father, what can we do to save them?"

Ning Buwei raised his head and looked at him expressionlessly, then snorted lightly, "Why do you want to save him?"