Pregnant with a cub of a ruthless Taoist apprentice

The place for Nie Mingyuan and Fang Hui's discussion was next to the Yunchi behind Jinglei Peak Palace. Of course Nie Mingyuan chose the place, and Fang Hui had no objection.

There are very few things that can cause him to care now.

This Yunchi used to be the place where Nie Mingyuan practiced lightning techniques. He took a fierce path and possessed a mutant lightning root, which gave him a natural advantage in attack.

Jinglei Peak is named after it.

On the contrary, Qin Su took a light and quick way. He looked at the immortal demeanor, and because he had been in a high position all the year round, he had experienced a bit of dignity.

When he co-created the Jinghong Sword Art back then, Nie Mingyuan actually accommodated Qin Su.

The pond in front of me is said to be called Yunchi, but it is actually a bigger pit, the wall of the pit is full of cracks and cracks, it looks very desolate, and it doesn't seem so suitable to be placed on the top of Jinglei Peak.

However, during the period when Nie Mingyuan became a Nascent Soul and had not left the sect for a long time to travel, there were thunder breaths all over the place, flickering and unpredictable, even standing far away, one could feel the manic bursting breath inside.

After more than 300 years of migration, the mundane world has already changed. Although the big practice schools are not so sensitive to the changes of time, the aura left by the previous practice has disappeared, leaving only indelible traces to witness the passage of time.

Nie Mingyuan waved his hand and put down two futons beside the cloud pool, and then used tricks to deceive the sky, making it difficult for people to find out where the two of them were.

The two sat cross-legged on the futon facing each other, and Nie Mingyuan said in a pleasant way: "It is rare in the world of ruthless Taoism. Fellow Taoists have not only cultivated this Tao, but also achieved transformation into gods with this Tao. It is really admirable."

Although Nie Mingyuan is not as smart as Qin Su, but after all, he has been a senior brother of Daozong and has traveled abroad for so many years, so he still has the communication skills he should have.

On the other hand, Fang Hui was also a Daoist elder brother. However, under the influence of the Ruthless Dao, the skills he once possessed have degenerated. Perhaps it cannot be said to be degraded, but to return to the basics and follow the original heart.

So he just said dryly: "There is no good or bad way, only whether it is suitable or not." It seemed that he directly dismissed the olive branch Nie Mingyuan handed over, and did not give the other party any face at all.

But Nie Mingyuan didn't mean to be angry at all, he felt very comfortable communicating with Fang Hui.

Perhaps it was because of Qin Su's slick style of acting that he left a shadow, but now he prefers to communicate with people like Fang Hui.

You don't need to talk intrigue, it's really worry-free!

Nie Mingyuan's enthusiasm for discussing Dao immediately surged, and he was eloquent as soon as he opened his mouth.

Although Fang Hui didn't respond at first, he listened very carefully and was able to feed back information that made Nie Mingyuan think deeply.

After a long time, the conversation became more and more popular. Fang Hui changed from his usual reticent appearance and started to talk more. Because there is nothing that can arouse his desire to speak, but in terms of the word "Tao", he has something to say. There is much to say.

In this way, you come and go, this discussion can be described as a feast for the guests and the host, no matter how the sun rises and the moon rises above the head, the sun rises and the moon sets again.

When both of them stopped talking and counted with their fingers, ten days had passed.

Nie Mingyuan clapped his palms and laughed loudly, and said again and again: "Careful, it's really very refreshing!"

He got up and grabbed Fang Hui's arm, pointed to the cloud pond next to him: "Come on, we've talked for so long, we should have a discussion."

Fang Hui was pulled by him to get up from the futon, and nodded. Although he was expressionless, he could feel that he was very interested: "Please."

While Nie Mingyuan and Fang Hui were eloquently discussing the Tao, Qin Su watched his belly swell again and became more and more anxious day by day.

He can't find anyone!

Whether it was Nie Mingyuan or Fang Hui, he couldn't find any of them!

When we went to Qingjing Peak, Fang Xiaochan was the only one there, and his attitude towards hospitality was very sincere, but when asked where Fang went back, she just said she didn't know.

What can Qin Su do? As a "grandfather", can he still forcefully question a young disciple who is only [-] years old in broad daylight?

Disappointed to leave Qingjing Peak, Qin Su went up Jinglei Peak again, searched Nie Mingyuan's palace inside and out several times, but still did not see a single figure.

Of course he couldn't see anyone, the cultivator who transformed himself into a god used his actions to deceive the sky, even if a person with insufficient cultivation was standing in front of him, he couldn't see anything.

After waiting anxiously for several days like this, Qin Wan'er, who had been in a coma all this time, finally woke up after not finding the person she was looking for.

Her sobriety made Nie Qingyun heave a sigh of relief. In order to take care of Qin Wan'er, Nie Qingyun really stayed close to her. For this reason, she even missed Nie Mingyuan's sermon.

However, for Nie Qingyun, it is not difficult to get advice from her elder brother, and there is no need to rush. Relatively speaking, the unconscious daughter is more important.

Qin Su received the letter from Nie Qingyun, so he could only forcibly restrain his emotions, came to Qin Wan's son's room, and played the role of Taoist couple and father as usual.

Standing beside Qin Wan'er's bed, looking at his daughter whose face turned better, he kept a straight face, pretending to reprimand him, but he couldn't hide his pampering: "Now that I know I'm afraid, why did I go early? Really, people outside would be like We Taoist disciples let you like that?"

Qin Wan'er pouted, held Qin Su's hand habitually, and acted like a baby to him: "Father, I have suffered such a great crime, and you don't say you love your daughter, I won't obey!"

Nie Qingyun shook her head helplessly, but she was indeed terrified by what happened this time, and said to Qin Wan'er: "Do you dare to be so reckless in the future? If not this time... if it were not for your uncle and you Uncle Lian rescued me, you can't just sit here and talk, and act coquettishly? It's useless even if your father intercedes this time, go to retreat with Wei Niang tomorrow!"

Qin Wan'er got a headache when she heard about the practice. Even though she suffered such a big crime, she still didn't remember to eat, and she wanted to struggle again with a shy face: "So uncle really broke through to become a god? Since I was born, I haven't I’ve seen this one before. Father, mother, so the strength of our Taoist sect is going to improve again!”

How could Nie Qingyun fail to see that she wanted to change the topic carefully: "Your uncle gave the sermon a few days ago, can there be falsehood?" But at a turning point, he still said mercilessly , "Don't try to talk about him left and right, you should retreat or you have to retreat!"

Although Nie Qingyun's master has fallen, after all, she was once the female sword cultivator of the Taoist sect, and she is naturally a sword cultivator herself. When he looked at his face, he unconsciously showed a bit of heroic spirit.

Qin Wan'er saw that Nie Qingyun couldn't explain it, so she quickly courted Qin Su and acted obediently: "Father, please tell mother quickly, my daughter doesn't want to retreat at all."

Qin Su sighed slightly, turned his gaze to Nie Qingyun, and said tentatively: "Sister Qing, you see that Wan'er is not willing to retreat, so we can't force her either?"

Seeing that Nie Qingyun pursed his lips and said nothing, Qin Su began to speak at length: "There is a saying that twisted melons are not sweet, and this retreat has to be done willingly. If you are unwilling in your heart, you will not be able to concentrate and concentrate. , how can you do it without concentrating in seclusion, this is going to be crazy. Wan'er was hit hard, and if she goes crazy, it will be very bad..."

Playing the role of a father who dotes on his daughter, Qin Su has long been at his fingertips, and he is at his fingertips, pretending to be true and sometimes false.

However, Nie Qingyun is determined to temper her daughter this time, not even giving Qin Su any face: "Senior brother, I said earlier that I can no longer indulge her, and if we continue to indulge her, we will really lose gray hair." Do people send black-haired people?"

Qin Su glanced at Qin Wan'er's pleading expression, and had no choice but to argue again: "Let her leave the sect less in the future..."

"No!" Nie Qingyun directly interrupted Qin Su's next words, speaking coldly, "I've made up my mind, brother, if you plead for her again, be careful that I will turn against you."

"You..." Qin Su was momentarily at a loss for words.

Both he and Nie Qingyun knew in their hearts that he was not Qin Wan'er's biological father after all. Although no one mentioned it these years, the fact could not be changed.

He did a lot of pampering gestures towards Qin Wan'er. On the one hand, he really wanted to make Nie Qingyun feel at ease. On the other hand, he deliberately raised and abandoned this non-biological daughter. After all, the death of her biological father was actually caused by him alone.

Just like how he couldn't help but destroy Fang Hui before, although he felt a little guilty, he couldn't let the two potential "enemies" grow up!

But Qin Wan'er is different from Fang Hui. She has been abandoned intentionally or unintentionally for hundreds of years, and her cultivation base has been cultivated by taking pills all the year round. What kind of climate can be achieved in a short period of time in retreat.

Now that he himself was troubled by a lot of troubles, he really didn't have the energy to deal with Nie Qingyun and Qin Waner's mother and daughter. It would be great if they both went to retreat at this time.

Pretending to persuade, but not persuading, Qin Su could only say with a "difficult face": "Look, your mother is really determined this time, and there is nothing she can do as a father."

Qin Wan'er looked disappointed, threw off the quilt, and buried herself in the quilt, refusing to speak.

But Nie Qingyun was still unmoved, and kept silent with a cold face. From this level, the mother and daughter really had the same bullish temper.

Just as he raised his hand, intending to pat Nie Qingyun on the shoulder and say a few words of comfort, he suddenly felt a very obvious shock outside.

He withdrew his hand, looked outside the door, frowned, and thought to himself, who has the guts to act wildly in Daozong?

Looking back, I saw that Nie Qingyun was also puzzled.

Qin Su left a sentence: "You take care of Wan'er here, and I'll go check on the situation." With a flash of his figure, the person disappeared.

When it reappeared, it was before the gate of Xuanwei Palace.

Not long after he arrived, a monk from the Law Enforcing Hall who was responsible for the safety of the sect found out what happened and came to report: "Reporting to the sect master, it's the news from Jinglei Peak. Do you want to activate the sect protection formation?"

Qin Su looked in the direction of Jinglei Peak, felt the vibration under his feet, seemed to think of something, and said two words with a heavy face: "No need."

After a while, he said as if explaining: "It was Daoist Zhengyang and Daoist Wuhui who were exchanging ideas on the peak, and told the disciples to evacuate from the vicinity of Jinglei Peak, because they were accidentally injured by the aftermath of the fight."