Heaven and earth float day and night

In order to protect the sword spirit and prevent him from contacting outsiders, Zhubai kept him in Su Jiugui's Linhua Palace.

The little sword spirit seemed to lack interest, and didn't respond to being locked up, and didn't take a step outside.

Little Sword Spirit just meditates every day, sometimes watching Zhang Nu do some stupid things.

Zhang Nu always felt that it was not an option for Jian Ling to go on like this. Raising children in this way would not grow up until the year of the monkey.

Zhang Nu got Zhubai's order to be nice to his son. As for how good he was, Zhubai said what he wanted and gave him what he wanted.

Zhang Nu is ready to be a bull and horse for Jian Ling, but it is a pity that Jian Ling has no desires and needs, so Zhang Nu can only figure it out by himself.

He didn't know what the sword spirit wanted to eat. A cotton spirit even risked his life to steal a few Taoist swords.

Su Jiugui knows the power of devouring. He used to devour monsters, but now he should devour swords?

Zhang Nu carefully placed the sword in front of the sword spirit, and said, "How about you eat some?"

The little sword spirit looked at him blankly, Zhang Nu thought that the child would eat rice cereal, so he probably couldn't chew it, and said, "Shall I break it up for you?"

The little sword spirit continued to stare at him expressionlessly.

"Old slave, break it for you." Zhang Nu tried to break it, a cotton spirit doesn't have that much strength, let alone break a sharp weapon.

His face was flushed, and his long sword remained motionless.

Little Sword Spirit held his forehead and was speechless for a moment, but he himself was also speechless.

I felt very helpless at first, but then laughed again, Zhang Nu is very like a grandfather with a grandson.

Zhang Nu and Zhubai treat him with care, they really dote on him like a ten-year-old child.

It turns out that this is the feeling of being pampered when you were young, you can lose your temper unscrupulously, and you don't have to worry about whether it will anger the elders in the family.

No matter what you do, your family will always have your back.

Little Sword Spirit smiled. He looked very similar to Su Jiugui when he smiled, with a slight curve at the corner of his mouth and softer eyes.

Zhang Nu also laughed, with a rare sense of accomplishment, it was fun to make a child laugh.

"Old slave, let me find you some other fun." Zhang Nu seemed to be addicted, and together with Zhubai tried every means to make Sword Spirit happy.

Originally the sword was alive and well, but after three months, a priest came to Zhubai to discuss matters, he came in such a hurry that Zhubai didn't have time to cover it up.

The Taoist priest saw a child in his courtyard.

Later, when the news got out and reached the ears of several elders, Pu Yun asked Zhu Bai to take him to the meeting hall.

He knew that he couldn't hide this matter.

When Zhubai took him to the meeting hall, several elders were already in place.

Zhubai is Su Jiugui's widow. After Su Jiugui's death, several elders felt that they should take care of Zhubai. They heard that Zhubai hadn't been discharged from the hospital for three months before asking someone to visit him.

Who knew that something strange happened after such a look, they all said that Zhubai raised someone in the courtyard.

Zhubai is a magic dragon, and his blood was not pure. Many Taiqing Mountain Taoist priests instinctively rejected him, fearing that he would practice some sorcery in the backyard.

Pu Yun originally wanted to call Zhubai to ask questions clearly, so as to give everyone an explanation.

As a result, after Zhubai brought someone over, Pu Yun glanced at the person he was leading, and stood up from the chair in shock for a moment.

Pu Yun is so old that he rarely loses his composure, but today he couldn't control himself.

Pu Yun was stunned, and the remaining elders were not calm.

On the contrary, Su Jiugui looked indifferent, letting them watch.

"This, this is?" Elder Lian Yu was very surprised to see the sword spirit.

Zhubai opened his eyes and said nonsense: "My son."

There is silence in the meeting hall, Zhubai is a magic dragon, he is born different from ordinary people, but there are hundreds of people in his body, it is not a fantasy to be born?

Daoist Lian Yu took a breath, and asked cautiously, "Is it the younger brother's seed?"

Looking so similar, it should be related to Su Jiugui's blood.

Before Zhubai realized what they had misunderstood, Ding Xi continued to ask, "Posthumous child?"

By white: "..."

He didn't know where to refute, he just felt the little sword spirit he was holding laugh.

The smile was very light, but Zhu Bai seldom saw him smile, so he was not angry.

Lian Yu: "Thank you for your hard work."

Zhubai is the widow of Su Jiugui, who was pregnant with the seed of the Immortal Venerable before Su Jiugui's death. He has kept this matter a secret until today.

Everyone knows how hard childbirth is, and Magic Dragon's childbirth is even more difficult. Zhubai even carried it in a muffled voice. I don't know how he has survived these three years.

"Zuibai, you are too strong," Ding Xi shook his head repeatedly, "Why don't you come to me?"

Lian Yu choked on him, "Looking for you? You old Taoist priest, will you give birth or raise?"

"You! You!" Ding Xi was so anxious that he came forward, "I can help you a little bit."

Seeing that the two elders were about to quarrel, someone smoothed things over, "It's still hard work."

All the priests echoed, "It's been hard work."

Zhubai: "...not bad."

He said he wanted to be Su Jiugui's father, and now it has come true.

Not only did it come true, but it also made people discuss how to give birth openly.

Little Sword Spirit held Zhubai's hand, trembling slightly with a smile.

Lian Yu didn't bother to talk to him, so she immediately put on a pleasant smile when facing Su Jiugui, and asked, "What's your name?"

"Bai Jiu," Zhu Bai said, "he can't speak."

Lian Yu was a little disappointed, how could such a good child still be dumb.

The elders always praise what they can, Lian Yu said: "You grow up so fast, you are worthy of being a dragon."

The growth of the dragon clan is different from that of ordinary people. It grows according to the state of mind. If people are precocious, they will grow faster.

That's why Su Jiugui always felt that he had raised a not-so-intelligent magic dragon, and he had only transformed into form for decades.

Looking at the one in Zhubai's hand, it is obviously only a little over three years old, and he has already grown to ten years old, so he should be a precocious genius.

"Can I hug you?" Lian Yu asked.

Zhubai felt that the little sword spirit was going to shrink behind him instinctively, and agreed immediately: "Yes! Please feel free."

Pulling him out one after another, the little sword spirit looked at him expressionlessly, his heart ashamed, and was immediately hugged like a child.

Lian Yu picked him up, feeling that the child was very stiff, probably he hadn't been hugged much since he was a child.

Lian Yu said softly, "You're so good."

Daoist Lian Yu wiped some spiritual power on his forehead, which was a bit like "consecration". They would wipe it on when they met young children to bless the future.

"Let me try it." Ding Yu said, "I haven't seen the child for a long time."

He took Su Jiugui and wiped it on his forehead as well.

The little sword spirit was "circulated" by the elders with a blank face, and each elder put a point on his forehead.

All the monks prayed for him and wished him happiness and well-being in this life.

Different from Su Jiugui in the previous life, Su Jiugui in this life was blessed by the elders of Taiqing Mountain as soon as he was born.

Until he was passed on to senior brother Pu Yun, Pu Yun was getting old, and after Su Jiugui died, Pu Yun was even older, even cultivating immortals could not hide his oldness.

He looked like an ordinary 90-year-old, with brown spots on his face and not very good at hugging.

The little sword spirit was obedient and clever, and would just sit on his lap obediently if he didn't torment him.

Pu Yun touched his forehead as usual, his eyes suddenly turned red.

"Junior Brother was also this big when he went up the mountain." Pu Yun muttered to himself.

He took over Su Jiu when he returned to the mountain, and senior brother Pu Yun took care of him after the master left.

He carried the word "auspicious" on his back, and the ghost doctor planted a curse on him. Su Jiugui didn't talk to anyone when he first went up the mountain, and it took Pu Yun a long time to get acquainted with him.

Later, when Yuhengshan came to ask for his in-laws, it was Pu Yun who came forward to cover him up.

Because the younger brother doesn't know the ways of the world, people who live too sharply will always hurt others, and Pu Yun is taking care of those things for him.

But Pu Yun didn't take it for him, because Su Jiugui was stronger, a genius would always attract criticism and take responsibility.

Su Jiugui stepped into the path of ruthlessness at a young age, and then became a guardian of the Yuan.

Pu Yun should be responsible for such a big event as defending the world, but in the end it all fell on the younger brother.

It was Su Jiugui who did the work, and Su Jiugui was responsible for the infamy. Pu Yun thought of it late at night and always felt that he was incompetent.

Pu Yun touched the head of Little Sword Spirit, and he looked at Pu Yun without blinking. He is not afraid of people. Ordinary people are always in awe when they see the head of Taiqing Mountain, but he is not afraid.

Pu Yun stopped touching his hand suddenly, and understood something in an instant.

He looked at Zhubai from across the crowd. Zhubai was being booed at that time, and everyone felt that he was working hard. Someone asked him how the magic dragon gave birth.

Zhubai raised his head to meet Shang Puyun's old eyes, knowing that he couldn't hide this matter from him.

Whether it's spiritual consciousness becoming refined or the real sword spirit, this sect leader can tell at a touch.

Pu Yun nodded to Zhubai, and Zhubai nodded slightly, the two of them didn't say a word from the beginning to the end.

Pu Yun untied the tassel of the sword on his waist, like a mortal old man, he would give something good to the younger generation during festivals.

"Hold it well."

The little sword spirit looked at the sword tassel in his palm. Pu Yun had a sword that had been transformed into a spirit long ago. It had been used for nearly 2000 years, and it was much better than his half-made spirit.

Jiansui was used to raise the sword, Pu Yun was afraid that his junior brother's spiritual consciousness would be wiped out, so he found a spiritual thing to suppress him.

The little sword spirit was a little dazed, only feeling a warm spiritual power falling on his palm through the sword tassel, the powerful spiritual power nourished him tirelessly.

Unlike the last life where he practiced to seize the monster pill, in this life, someone is protecting him.

"Peace and success." Pu Yun said.

Pu Yun is not afraid that Su Jiugui will become a demon again, he wants the junior brother to be safe.

Pu Yun put him down, the little sword spirit thought about it, and performed a Taoist etiquette to Pu Yun.

It was the same when he first started, the master brought him to the door and asked him to recognize his senior brother.

The brothers and sisters reunited again, unable to recognize each other, unable to say a decent word, but what should be said and what should not be said is all in this obeisance.

Su Jiugui is worthy of Mount Taiqing.

Pu Yun smiled, and didn't show any more preferential treatment to Su Jiugui. If this continues, it may attract criticism.

Pu Yun said: "Chasing white."

Zhubai was surrounded to discuss production, so he hurriedly pulled away, Pu Yun said: "What are your plans next?"

Zhubai was at a loss for words for a while, when he first stayed in Taiqing Mountain, he was to guard the mountain for his master, now Taiqing Mountain has gradually recovered its spiritual veins, so there is no need for him to guard it.

Pu Yun said: "The magic dragon is on the mountain, after all it will be out of order."

Upon hearing this, Lian Yu said anxiously: "Senior brother!"

Thanks to Zhubai's shelter after the war, how could Taiqing Mountain drive people down at this time?

They have already expelled Zhubai from the sect once, so why do they want a second time?So what are they?

Pu Yun waved his hand and said, "Find a way out by yourself."

Zhubai was calmer than before, he didn't get angry, he saw Pu Yun's attitude.

Taiqing Mountain no longer needs the magic dragon, nor does it need the Grandmaster, and what happens in the future has nothing to do with Zhubai and Su Jiugui.

Now is a good time to cut it off.

The two of them can do whatever they want, they can travel around the world, and Pu Yun doesn't care about the harm.

Zhubai paused for a while, and in response to Taiqing Mountain's request, the magic dragon descended the mountain.

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The author has something to say:

Zhubai really raised Jianling as his son

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