(Quick Wear) Baby You Are With The Wrong Person

Chapter 139

☆, Good Day Master 2

　　The bustle in front of the Beichen Sect Mountain Gate came to an end with the departure of True Lord Xuanjing. The disciples were flying away and chatting. They were already used to this extremely senior expert going crazy from time to time. Instead, he shook out three children from the Qiankun Bag, causing everyone to talk about it.

　　Xuanjing Zhenjun likes to travel abroad. Ever since he gave birth to a baby, he basically doesn't like to stay in the sect. He has a high level of cultivation and the middlemen of the sect can't move him around. Although he controls Wangxing Peak, he doesn't want to stay at all. Ai Li understands. At that time, he had not yet confiscated his disciples, and the leader was his disciple and grandson, so he had to help him manage it bitterly. But there were so many big and small things in the sect every day, and the leader was so exhausted that he could only come to the door crying with snot and tears and beg True Lord Xuanjing to accept a disciple - "Give me a relief for my disciple."

　　Xuanjing Zhenjun thought for a while and picked up a child from outside half a year later. After three months, he picked up a second child.

　　These two children are naturally his eldest disciple Qu Nan and second disciple Mo Yao. Now, more than three hundred years later, he has picked up the child again, and everyone is murmuring in their hearts - Could it be that the old man is going to accept a disciple?

　　The Xuanjing Zhenjun who was being discussed was squatting in the corner and planting mushrooms. His apprentice sat aside calmly and drank tea. He also poured a cup for the old Taoist opposite: "Uncle Nanguang, please use tea." 　　Hearing this, Yao Ji couldn't help but sneer: "It seems that there is a golden elixir monk in Feiyun Sect who is about to suffer a catastrophe." She thought about the situation of Feiyun Sect carefully, "Is it Master Dongyang?" 　　"Why is this little girl so smart?" Zhenjun Xuanjing muttered, "It's just that bastard." 　　As the name suggests, this "demon nourishing pill" requires finding a demon clan and feeding it with secret methods and secret medicines. The cultivation level of the raised demon clan increases very quickly, and the demon pill can usually be formed in ten years or so. When the elixir is ready, cut open the heart of the demon elixir and take it out to make an elixir. This elixir has endless mysteries, and the most powerful thing is that it can help people overcome disasters. 　　"According to legend, there was a sect in the Demon Sect that was famous for its ability to control beasts. There was a sect known as the 'Demon Raising Pill'." 　　True Lord Nanguang noticed that there was a demonic aura in him and immediately made a decisive decision to control him. The little boy lost his mind, struggled desperately, and even attacked True Lord Nan Guang. True Lord Nanguang was naturally not afraid of him and discovered that he had already formed an elixir at such a young age, but the golden elixir was very strange. 　　Zhenjun Xuanjing had nothing to do, so he simply followed his old friend back to the mountain. On the way, he passed by Feiyun Sect, but saw many monks escaping in a panic. When he saw the two of them, he cried for help. Both Xuanjing Zhenjun and Nanguang Zhenjun are powerful gods. They had never noticed it before. Now they thought about it. In their thoughts, they saw the fire rolling inside the Feiyun Sect. Among the corpses with broken arms, a little boy. Zhuang Ruo was frantically killing the members of the Feiyun Sect who had no time to escape. 　　The origin of this child is complicated. It turns out that True Lord Xuanjing met his friend True Lord Nanguang when he was traveling abroad. The two traveled together and rescued two children in a village that was massacred by monsters. Nanguang Zhenjun is a powerful leader of the Taiyuan Sect. The Taiyuan Sect and the Beichen Sect are equally powerful. They are known for their strict discipline in the world of cultivation, but they are also famous for helping people in need. So Nanguang Zhenjun planned to take the two children back to his sect and adopt them. . 　　Xuanjing Zhenjun was frightened when he saw the slight smile on her lips. He curled his lips and muttered: "The bigger they are, the less cute they are." Or he said, "I have no intention of hiding it from you." He pointed at the two figures on the soft couch first. There was a child who was still sleeping soundly. "These two little guys were picked up by old ghost Nanguang and I on the road. They were both children from a mortal village. Unfortunately, the whole village was massacred by the demon clan, so I brought them back." Looking at the little boy in the formation again, "This one..." 　　"Dragon clan is not seen very often these days." Yao Ji saw that the child had calmed down a little, and shook her head: "You got the demon pill at such a young age, huh... the pill is still full of evil poison," she said to Zhenjun Xuanjing. He smiled and said, "Master, I have saved your life. You have to tell me the whole story." 　　"Half demon," the face of Zhenjun Xuanjing lost all the laughter and curses just now, and his tone was calm, "Half of the blood of the Chilong clan." 　　Yao Ji frowned slightly, and used her parallel fingers to hit a few more spells on the formation. When she heard the sound of Zhenjun Xuanjing approaching, she turned around: "This child is..." 　　The youngest boy was left alone. There was a formation around his small body, and silver light crisscrossed the air like threads. He was twitching like a spasm, and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, which was exposed. The black dragon scale-like lines on his skin appear and disappear. When it emerged, it seemed as if it had come alive, traveling with the blood and veins in the child's body. 　　The three children seemed to be about eleven or twelve years apart in age. The older two were sleeping on the soft couch, but their bodies were too frightened and exhausted to hold on. They only needed a few days of rest. 　　Those who practice Taoism follow the natural way and do not pay attention to red tape. True Lord Nanguang nodded, waved his sleeves, and drifted away. After Yao Ji disappeared, she ignored the master who was still squatting on the ground and went straight to the inner room to see the children. 　　Yao Ji smiled and nodded: "Uncle, don't worry, leave this matter to me." 　　Seeing the cowardice of his old friend, Nanguang Zhenjun shook his head angrily: "De Xing," he turned to Yao Ji, "Now that the child has been settled, I have to say goodbye. I will wait for the poisonous fire in his body." After removing it, my nephew will write a letter to my disciple and ask him to pick it up." 　　Zhenjun Xuanjing was immediately frightened and squatted back: "No, it's nothing." 　　Before she finished speaking, Yao Ji raised her eyebrows: "Master, nothing more?"

　　The old man jumped up immediately, pointed at True Lord Nanguang and became angry: "You poured tea for this old ghost, but you didn't even pour it for me! What's so good about this old ghost? He was the one who tricked me! Evil disciple! Evil disciple!" I will never..."