Chapter 142

Pingcheng, a mediocre immortal city, not many people will come here, because there are no major sects here, but there are many small sects and small sects that only have a name in the Xianmeng and are not looked at by the Xianmeng.

The Undefeated Sect, a small sect that has nothing but its name, An Jue Lao is a guest here.

At this moment, An Jue Lao touched the rain on his face, looked up at the sky with heavy rain like a pillar, and laughed crazy.

"Hahahaha!

It's been ten years, he's been raising that kid for ten years, and he's finally starting to build the foundation.

"Lord An, is your apprentice really building a foundation?"

Yin Chengli, the undefeated sect leader who slept until the roof was scraped away halfway through the room, ran out of the room, and his thin and tall figure looked like a fine bamboo pole.

The wind was blowing, and Yin Chengli couldn't move forward, hugging the tree on the side tightly, and shouted hoarsely: "Lord An, won't your apprentice really have an accident like this! Don't you need to help!"

It was thunder and lightning, rain and wind, and Mu Cang was in the center of the wind, standing still.

"Noise. Standing in the wind, An Jue Lao looked at Yin Chengli, who was about to be blown away by the wind, and kindly fixed Yin Chengli in its place, and at the same time forbidden.

"Whether it is life or death, it is his creation, and the foundation building period cannot be crossed, so how can I be called Master. ”

Staring at Mu Cang for a moment, watching his cultivation slowly impact towards the foundation building period, a thunderbolt struck Mu Cang less than half a meter away.

An Jue Lao's hand behind his back clenched into a fist.

It's not a thunderstorm, there's no cloud tribulation, but it's a real danger.

Is it because of the Dao of Heaven, who doesn't want to admit Mu Cang's identity as an immortal cultivator, and wants to destroy him?

Raining down thunder tribulation is equivalent to Mu Cang's identity as a cultivator, so there is no thunder tribulation, only torrential rain and strong winds plus thunder and lightning.

Lightning is getting closer and closer, threatening or intimidating?

The hands he was holding were about to spark, such a little thunder and lightning, An Jue Lao could easily block it, but no, if he blocked it for Mu Cang, Mu Cang would still be nothing.

This is Mu Cang's life, if he can cross it, he can't think of it!

A thunderbolt struck Mu Cang, and Mu Cang let out a painful roar.

An Jue Lao took a deep breath, his words floated lightly, but not a word fell into Mu Cang's ears, "Newcomers who enter the god and demon realm will have a concentrated study in ten years, just in June of this year, Shui Miao Miao is definitely going to go, and as an idle small sect, he can also go if he has enough spirit stones." ”

"Ahhhh

The lightning fell one after another, mixed with the heavier and heavier rain, An Jue Lao could no longer see Mu Cang clearly, and could only vaguely see a figure swaying in the rain, stubbornly supporting, unwilling to fallΒ·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·

This night of lightning and thunder was really not good to sleep, and it was only when the sky turned white that Shui Miaomiao fell asleep in a daze.

'Gollum' was woken up by the hungry Shui Miaomiao, smelled the fragrance, and got out of bed and opened the door half-asleep.

The second lady at the door was about to knock on the door with the food, "Miao Miao, you woke up, do you think you are going to come again?"

"Two. Shui Miaomiao rubbed her eyes and patted her face to show her soberness.

"Come inside, it's cold outside. ”

"Hmm. Shui Miaomiao got out of the way, let Eryu enter the house, and glanced outside.

After a night of heavy rain, the outside was full of reflective ice ridges, "This weather is also strange, it's almost March, and it's still so cold." ”

Shivering, Shui Miaomiao hurriedly closed the door and ran back to the bed, draped in a crane coat.

Didn't the deep flower of brewing fire completely cure Shui Miaomiao? Looking at Shui Miaomiao's actions worriedly, Eryu opened his mouth and didn't speak.

Put the porridge and a few dishes on the table, and without waiting for the second sister to shout, Shui Miaomiao consciously sat down at the table and picked up the bowl.

smiled, "Miao Miao can't get up so late in the future." ”

"What's the matter?" I didn't care how long I slept before.

"Miao Miao, you still have class. ”

A spoonful of porridge almost fell directly on her face, Shui Miaomiao put down the bowl and said urgently: "No, isn't the morning class only for three years? It's been ten years." ”

"The newcomer's morning class has ended, Miao Miao doesn't need to go to it, but Miao Miao's self-study courses have not reached the first grade. ”

Oh yes, she forgot about it, "Can't you delay it for a few days? I've just come out, and I need time to adjust my routine." ”

"I'm afraid it can't, Xianzun has already asked the slave to report Miao Miao's class to the Research Hall yesterday. ”

After drinking the porridge depressed, Shui Miaomiao watched Eryu out of the human realm, she had every reason to suspect that Xianyan Xianzun was deliberate, just to avenge his Xianyun Palace.

But Xianyun Hall was not smashed by himself, and there are nine hatreds!

Of course, Xianyan Xianzun did not let go of the nine feuds, and after rectifying the nine feuds, Xianyan Xianzun's mood was a little more relaxed.

On the top of the snow-capped mountain, overlooking the foot of the mountain, the nine feuds that block the aura and climb the mountain bare-chested.

"Miss Chu Hongyun wants to come and worship Xie Xianzun. The four of them appeared on the top of the mountain and prayed.

Retracting his gaze, Xianyan Xianzun looked at Siyun, thought about it, and refused, "Let her rest first, what the deity promised, there is no possibility of repentance." ”

When Chu Hongyun woke up yesterday, he said his request, and Xianyan Xianzun readily agreed.

But Siyun was puzzled, "If you really want to rely on Miss Chu Hongyun, which child will not be allowed to return to Jane's house?"

"If you go back to Jane's house, you may not be able to keep it, Chu Hongyun may be better off raising it herself. Although Xianyan Immortal Venerable was very surprised by Chu Hongyun's decision, he did not refuse.

"I'm afraid that the clan has received the news, Chu Hongyun has two lives, and they have begun to choose their lineage again. ”

Xianyan Xianzun sneered, causing the howling wind around him to stop, "If you don't find someone to raise the dead corpse for the deity, no one wants to be a descendant, tell them the truth." ”

"Yes. The four children received the order, turned around and turned back, "There is another thing, the child in Chu Hongyun's belly?"

Knowing what Si Yu was suspecting, Xianyan Xianzun raised his hand to stop Si Yun's words, "He is just an unborn child, but he is a little healthier than the fetus next to him, we don't need to know everything, what will happen to this child in the future, whether it is good or bad, good or evil, it is not something that we can evaluate by standing here." ”

There is something wrong with this fetus, and anyone with a discerning eye can see it.

Pregnancy is a very hurtful thing for the mother, but Chu Hongyun is not, no matter what the difference is with this fetus, he is conceived by Chu Hongyun and contains Jian Yuze's blood.

"Your medicine house is also empty, let Chu Hongyun live there first, so that he can live and raise, and when this matter is decided, the deity will send someone to send him out of the god and demon realm. ”

It is impossible to have children in the world of gods and demons, if you want to force it, you will only get a pool of blood, fortunately, Chu Hongyun's month is not too big, and it doesn't hurt to stay for some time, and you can also let Siyun help protect a baby, and if you raise it, you will be sent to the mortal world to give birth.

Si Yun felt that he was useless in front of Chu Hongyun's fetus, and the vitality of that fetus was too strong.