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

Yan Jinzhou's tomb was built by Ning Buwei himself, and he stayed in it for a long time, so he was familiar with the formation inside.

But he hasn't been back for more than 400 years, and it's hard to say whether the formation inside has changed, but the connection between him and the formation is still there, which is why he is not in a hurry to chase Mingsang.

Ming Sang has only reached the middle of the tomb.

"Follow me closely." Ning Buwei said something to Chu Jun, and while everyone in the Chongzheng League was busy breaking the formation, he plunged into the sea of ​​blood.

Chu Jun stared at those rotten limbs, and finally made a trick and followed Ning Buwei.

The moment he entered, a huge suction force suddenly struck, and just as Chu Jun stabilized his figure, someone stretched out his hand to help him.

Seeing that he was standing still, Ning Bu took his hand back as if nothing had happened, and used a tactic to perform a fire control technique, and the originally dark place was instantly brightly lit.

They are in a "tomb", which is not necessarily the case. There is a bed against the wall, a small couch next to it, as well as tables, chairs, and pots and stoves. Although it is simple, it is obvious that this is not a funeral It looks like someone once lived here.

Ning Buwei took a few steps forward, he seemed to have stepped on something under his feet, he bent down and picked it up, it was a lifelike little butterfly carved out of wood, but half of the wing was broken by him just now, it looked a bit Pitiful.

Chu Jun looked around, his gaze fell on Ning Buwei's hand, and he said, "There is no formation here."

"Hmm." Ning Buwei cut his finger, and then stretched out his hand to wipe the wall. Countless golden lights appeared on the dark wall, and the dots were connected to form intricate patterns. "This is all the formations in the tomb."

Chu Jun walked up to him and looked at those intricate formations with him, but found that he could barely make out the outline, "You set up all these formations?"

"Of course." Ning Buwei patted a piece of talisman paper on it, and the golden formations that were originally laid flat on the wall fell off, and were scaled down into countless three-dimensional formations, and many light spots of different colors emerged in the formations.

"These light spots represent the monks who have entered the formation." Ning Buwei explained to him, "Here you can control all the formations below."

"What are you going to do?" Chu Jun asked.

Ning Buwei raised his eyebrows, "Didn't you say you want them to bite dogs?"

Chu Jun froze for a moment.

Ning Buwei folded his arms and leaned against the wall, and said jokingly, "Why, do you think I'm going to kill them all?"

Chu Jun was noncommittal.

After getting along with Ning Buwei these days, he naturally understands Ning Buwei's behavior style, if Ning Buwei doesn't have this intention...

"I don't want these offal to dirty the tomb of my master's old man." Ning Buwei snorted and muttered again.

Those words were spoken softly and vaguely, even though Chu Jun had excellent hearing, he couldn't hear clearly, "What?"

Ning Buwei narrowed his eyes and stared at him, lazily said: "Give our children some good fruits."

Before Chu Jun could speak, he straightened up and walked to those formations, as if he was going to do something seriously.

Chu Jun looked at his stiff back, his eyebrows moved slightly.

Our family?

Ning Buwei stared at the formation for a while, and when the body led Ning Fan into the tomb, he moved some hands and feet in the separation formation, and let in the monks of the Chongzheng League who were scurrying inside.

He added a few strokes to each of the magic circles, and said to Chu Jun without looking back: "It's done."

Chu Jun looked down, and saw the light spots in the formation converging in one direction.

"Let's join in the fun too, let's go." Ning Buwei raised an eyebrow at him.

Chu Jun: "..."

What about not disturbing the cleanliness of the dead?

-

The guide talisman was floating at the front of the team, and the light blue flame on the talisman paper reflected Shen Xi's face flickeringly.

There is a lot of evil in this tomb passage, especially the treacherous and changeable formations that can be seen everywhere, which are very difficult to deal with, and it is not like an ordinary tomb at all.

Chu Bai, who was following her, also looked alert.

Shen Xi remembered the exhortations given to him by his master before he left.

Chu Baisheng had a different intention, so he took the opportunity to find out the person behind him, and if there was any abnormality, he took the opportunity to get rid of it. '

Although she has always been at odds with Chu Bai, fighting openly and secretly, but in the final analysis it is a discord between senior sister and brother, Shen Xi never thought of killing him one day.

But the teacher's order is hard to disobey, not to mention Chu Bai has betrayed the teacher.

Chu Bai seemed to notice Shen Xi's gaze, and turned his head to look at her, "Senior Sister has been looking at me, but do you have something to say?"

Shen Xi hesitated to speak, staring at the flame on the guiding talisman in front of him, he said after a long while: "I remember you and I worshiped under Master's sect together 500 years ago, but now I think it seems like a lifetime away."

Chu Bai didn't seem to expect her to bring up the old things back then, startled for a moment, twitched the corners of his mouth and said: "Back then, my senior sister had excellent aptitude and pure spiritual roots, and she was the body of a heavenly spirit. If it wasn't for a coincidence that Master kindly accepted me, I would have been reincarnated in the mortal world for countless lifetimes."

Shen Xi lowered her eyes to hide the complicated look in her pupils, she really wanted to ask Chu Bai, since you know that your master is very kind to you, why did you betray your master and the entire Wushizong?

Seeing that the guide talisman was about to go out, Chu Bai opened his hand and released a few guide talismans from his palm, and said with a smile; "Senior sister was born in the seventeen states, and I only traveled to the mortal world back then, but I was in the mortal world since I was a child. Growing up in the mortal world, famines and wars, floods and plagues... a trivial matter in the eyes of monks can take the lives of countless mortals in an instant. They can live a hundred years, but those in the mortal world—"

Chu Bai suddenly stopped talking, and laughed at himself, "It seems that I am really old, and being picked on by my senior sister makes me sad."

Shen Xi's eyes were dim, "I didn't expect that after so many years, Junior Brother still misses the mortal world. This time, the entrance to the Floating Realm is in Licheng. Why don't you go back to the mortal world when you go out?"

Chu Bai shook his head, "500 years ago, the mortal world has gone through a lot of vicissitudes, and going back would only add to the sadness."

The senior sister and younger brother were talking in front, when there was a sudden noise from the team behind, Shen Xi looked around and saw Xie family's disciples fighting with Qing Dan sect's disciples, and immediately frowned.

"I'll go over and have a look." Chu Bai's eyes froze, he turned and walked back.

Shen Xi took a few steps forward, suddenly felt something was wrong, turned around and chased after her, but the tomb passage was narrow and cramped, by the time she caught up, Chu Bai had long since disappeared, and the few disciples who had been fighting and making trouble were also captured by the surrounding The person persuaded and appeased him.

Shen Xi frowned, and immediately sent a letter to Chu Linyuan and Zen Master Ming Sang.

Chu Bai ran away.

-

Ming Sang looked at the ice coffin in front of him, although he knew it was just an illusion in a formation, but his gaze still fell on the person lying inside.

The woman in the ice coffin was dressed in a simple black robe, with a thin body, but her facial features were sharper than ordinary women, as if she would open her eyes and sit up impatiently at any time.

Yan Jinzhou was only 120 years old when he died, and this age is just the beginning among monks.

She and Ning Xingyuan were extremely intelligent and the other extremely talented, but they both fell early, which made the joke they said back then that heaven is jealous of talents.

"Vald donkey!" A cold shout sounded above his head, and then he saw a man in black clothes holding a child staring at him coldly.

Ming Sang glanced over the child in his arms, landed on his face, and bowed to the man, "Amitabha, Ning benefactor."

Even if only half of the primordial spirit is in this body, Ning Buwei's eyes are not kind to him, "Are you still embarrassed to come to see her?"

Ming Sang closed his eyes slightly, "The poor monk has already let go of the past."

Ning Fan broke through the formation and followed closely. He was not surprised to see Zen Master Mingsang here, and mockingly said, "You guys are all here. Are you going to send Yan Jinzhou off for the last time?"

Ming Sang looked at Ning Fan upon hearing the words, "Ning Fan?"

Ning Fan said in a strange way: "It's rare that you still remember me, Zen Master, and I'm flattered."

"It's you who have been behind the scenes for so many years." Ming Sang's face darkened, "I underestimated you in the past."

Ning Fan clapped his palms and laughed, "Being played around by the little people you didn't pay attention to back then, I really should ask Sang Yun and Chu Linyuan to come and see it! But it doesn't matter, you will be together soon, and go down together to accompany Yan Jinzhou, who thinks he's smart Stupid ass-"

"噗!" The long sword came out of its sheath, but pointed at Ning Buwei.

Behind them were hundreds of monks from various sects of the Chongzheng League, all standing behind Ming Sang.

Shen Xi stared at Ning Buwei in front of the ice coffin, and said to Ming Sang: "Zen Master, we are here to help you!"

Ming Sang's eyes were tightly locked on Ning Fan, "What do you mean by sending Yan Jinzhou off for the last time?"

Ning Fan laughed strangely: "You have to ask Yan Jinzhou's good apprentice, Ning Buwei!"

After all, Ning Buwei wanted to wait for an opportunity to retreat, and Ning Buwei decisively returned the control of his body to Chu Jun. Chu Jun wrapped the Taiji seal into Ning Buwei's formation, cutting off Ning Fan's retreat completely. .

Ning Fan finally realized that something was wrong, and looked at Ning Buwei in amazement, but the time for him to leave was fleeting, and if he couldn't leave in time, Ming Sang would naturally not let him go, and the Zen stick rose from the sky, heading straight towards Ning Fan Grow away.

"Amitabha, you don't want to leave this place today!"

The body controlled by Ning Buwei and Chu Jun was also blocked by Shen Xi and others.

"Devil, hand over the Linglong bones!"

Ning Buwei sized up the Chongzhengmen and the others, and talked with Chu Jun in the sea of ​​knowledge.

'Do you think that man is hiding among these people? '

'meeting. ' Chu Jun said.

'Why so sure? 'Ning is not puzzled.

'When Ning Xiu was on the order, someone once wanted to attack him, but that person's aura was faint and indistinct, and his cultivation base was unfathomable. ' Chu Jun's voice sounded in his sea of ​​consciousness, "Now it has appeared again."

Ning Buwei squinted his eyes, glanced at the nearly a hundred monks, manipulated the body and wrapped the "child" in the front, with an extra Suzaku narrow knife in his hand, and said in an arrogant tone: "It's just a broken bone. Come get it!"