Today is Ye Qing’s birthday.
   He received a lot of presents, all of them were from Zongmen brothers and sisters, filling a room full. Everyone is very caring, knowing that the little junior brother is a five-spiritual root with a blocked spiritual orifice. Basically, they are talisman paper spirit stones, marrow washing pills, flying equipment, rare seeds, spirit beast eggs, and various children’s toys. There are a bunch of blessing notes mixed with expectations.
   Ye Qing is sure that he is the most popular kid in the entire sect.
   Unwrapping the presents made him excited, and his little face glowed with excitement. When eating Yangchun noodles, he sucked the noodles and kicked his calves happily, and the warm and happy atmosphere was just right.
   Until the wish was made, the atmosphere was momentarily low.
   Seeing the child with a dazed face, Tang Xi was angry and anxious. What a long life, the existence of Qingqing can make the cultivation world clean and clear, and its importance to the stability of the mainland of China is self-evident. age!
   Bah, bah, bah, Tong Yan Wuji blows away in a strong wind.
   The way of heaven must not take children’s wishes seriously!
   It’s a pity that Ye Qing can’t understand the thoughts of adults who are facing a big enemy.
   He has just learned how to draw qi into his body, and he is still a lively cub with a mortal body on his back. A child will be hungry, and he will eat a bowl of rice and a bowl of soup for a meal, and occasionally cakes and other snacks. Children will be sick, and when they are dying, they are like a newly weaned kitten, and they can only nest in their father’s arms. Children will be sleepy, and at night (19-21 o’clock) they are basically about to yawn, and at Haishi (21-23 o’clock) they are basically asleep and unconscious.
   His skin is even more sensitive to temperature. The monks’ bodies are immune to cold and heat, and are not sensitive to the seasons. However, a sneeze by a child often indicates that the weather is cooling down.
   He has to take off his clothes in hot weather and add clothes in cold weather.
   Ye Qing has another advantage, that is self-knowledge.
   He knew that the Wulinggen was the last little tail of cultivating immortals, and he never forced the peerless power of gods to block and kill gods and Buddhas to block and kill Buddhas. He felt that a long life of a hundred years was already amazing!
   But the family doesn’t think so.
   Everyone’s face was extremely dignified, and Shangda Tianting’s spells were cast one after another.
   The young Guixiu sneered even more.
   Seeing that the spell was cast and the thunder stopped, he stretched out his slender finger bones unhurriedly under the terrified eyes of the child, with a deep meaning in his eyes.
   Ye Qing quickly covered his face.
   Sure enough, Yan Chili’s hand landed on the soft flesh on his face, accurately targeting the softest lump, and the strength of his hand seemed to be careless, but in fact he shook it slightly twice.
   “Be obedient, the wish is very good, don’t make it next time.”
   Deprive children of the power to make wishes at once.
   In his previous life, he only briefly left the Demon Realm for a few days, and the regrets of his life were created, and he would never allow it in this life.
   If Ye Qing really can only live to be a hundred years old, not only him, everyone under this roof will go crazy.
   On the other side, Linquan Mountain Cave Mansion.
   It was the heart demon cave that Qin Xun had explored by chance. On August this day, two big men came.
   Any disciple of Guiyuanzong who was present would surely look horrified. One is the head of Guiyuanzong, and the other is Immortal Lingxiao.
   On the high table in the center are two longevity cards. The first longevity card is written with the name of “Xie Haiyao” and her birthday, her glorious and beautiful life.
   Looking at this longevity card, the head of Gui Yuanzong fell into deep memories. Xie Haiyao, she was the number one beauty in the cultivation world many years ago, the junior sister of Immortal Ling Xiao, and the most perfect woman in the world. It has been many years since she passed away, but she was graceful and graceful back then, like smoke and mist, and she is still deeply imprinted in everyone’s hearts.
   She blinked her almond eyes, frown and smiled, and she was extremely beautiful.
   Sometimes he doubts whether this woman exists. She is the closest to a goddess in the eyes of all the monks in Xianmen Daozhou.
   It’s a pity that the name Xie Haiyao has become a painful taboo after she sacrificed herself for the common people and fed demons.
   The second small longevity card has no name, only known to be August, and no specific birthday.
   The head of Guiyuanzong lowered his face, a trace of nostalgia and solemnity flashed in his eyes, and Shen Zhu looked silent.
   It was another soul-calling song that resounded all night. Everything in the stone room of the cave trembled violently and rattled loudly. The aura fluctuated greatly, but what should have appeared still did not appear, and there was no movement for a long time.
   The head of Gui Yuanzong’s face turned pale, not because the soul-calling had exhausted his spiritual energy, but because the hope he had finally brought up failed again.
   They call on souls every year.
   Summoning the Soul is a kind of forbidden technique of immortals, which can transcend the Three Realms and find the souls wandering outside.
   “It’s been four years, no matter how we conjure up the soul, we still don’t have a soul… Tell me, is it possible that the child is still alive?”
   This possibility is very high.
   If the soul of that infant is still there, he should have been reincarnated. Whether it is a cultivation family or the mortal world, a ray of soul can be found. Then he and Shen Zhu only need to break through the Nine Heavens to search for them in the lower realms.
   No soul could be found, indicating that the person was probably not dead.
   Of course, there is an even more chilling possibility… That devil, who had cruelly taken the child by caesarean section, might even have killed the child, causing his soul to be scattered.
   So there has been no trace of the soul for three or four years.
   This is most likely.
   Thinking of this, Gui Yuanzong’s head feels as if a knife is twisting his heart, because of the child who was just born and lost his soul before he could open his eyes.
   If he were Pei Xuan, facing the slaughter of hundreds of sects and thousands of monks in the Immortal Dao State, it would be inevitable for him to kill Xie Haiyao. At that time, Xie Haiyao’s face was pale and resolute, under the loose blue fairy robe, a huge mother’s womb could be vaguely seen, Pei Xuan was also very likely to have a child by caesarean section, and then brutally killed her.
   The reason why Pei Xuan is a devil is that apart from his cruel methods, wherever he goes, there will be bloody storms, and it is not surprising that he will do any heinous things.
   Shen Zhu also thought of this possibility, his face was bloodless, like a sculpture, falling into a kind of loneliness.
   Junior sister’s unborn child is his inner demon, and it is also the reason why he is stuck in the Mahayana period and stagnated. In the end, he spat out a mouthful of blood and said, “That child is full of Taoism and is as stable as a rock. If I unfortunately die in the future, all my inheritance will be handed over to him.”
   Both of them knew who the child was talking about.
   Of course it’s the cute boy with Wulinggen.
   this night.
   The child slept so soundly, Tang Xi guarded him, but he never felt so terrified.
   Ye Qing muttered at first and kicked the quilt. Tang Xi thought that Zai Zai was talking in his sleep, and he still had a doting look on his face.
   As a result, the child stared in a daze, lifted his quilt with a “squeak” with his little hands, got up slowly, and put on the little shoes beside the bed.
   A sleepwalking look ready to go out.
   Only then did Tang Xi realize that something was wrong, he quickly floated to the door, trying to hinder the child’s pace, but the child directly passed through his soul body.
   what happened?
   Tang Xi was dripping with sweat, not daring to forcibly wake up the child in a free state.
   At this moment, when he raised his head, he saw Pei Xuan’s eyes were cold, and the temperature around him dropped to below zero.
   Like a god and demon coming out of hell.
   Just one glance is enough to make people fearful and surrender. If the child opens his eyes just in time, he will find that his father’s face is too strong to kill, and he may be so frightened that he will cry and fall.
   Even Tang Xi, this incorporeal remnant soul, suddenly received this killing intent, and couldn’t help but shudder, his heart beating like a drum, let alone a child.
   Because of the cold and evil man in front of him, people can’t connect with the father who patiently lowered his eyes and fed the children longevity noodles during the day.
   This devil completely brought out the two faces of a person to the extreme.
   On the one hand, he is cold and ruthless, on the other hand, he was born for cubs.
   In fact, every year in August, Pei Xuan would not take his eyes off the child, and would personally guard around the child, and the damned soul song would play every year, which made him dare not relax at all.
   Those sanctimonious immortals, guided by maternal love, call the souls of the homeless children back every year.
   Ye Qing is still young, still at the age when his soul and body are not fully connected, he is often called and inspired, and he can’t help leaving.
   Leave his father’s side.
   It made him angry and bored, this is his child, why should he take it away!
   Thinking of the possibility of the child leaving him, Pei Xuan couldn’t help loathing Guiyuanzong and the Immortal Daozhou, wishing to destroy the entire cultivation world.
   Even though the disgust was severe, the expression on Pei Xuan’s face was still calm, except for a chill that penetrated the bone marrow flashed in his eyes.
   There was only a soft “chi” sound, the tip of the sword pierced the flesh, and the devil’s blood spread in the air. The child didn’t know what he smelled, and came back obediently.
   Take off your shoes and go to bed obediently.
   There was a soft cry, and the child was sleeping rosy white, a little blush was very healthy. The long and slender black eyelashes also drooped gently on the fair face, like two small fans.
   Half of his face was under the quilt, like a kitten curled up and sleeping peacefully. The child looked extremely obedient, as obedient as if he had never left.
   The child slept soundly, but he didn’t know that this room had already become a place for the game between immortals and demons, and the surrounding atmosphere was so cold that it almost froze.
   Seeing this scene for the first time, Tang Xi’s eyes showed panic and his scalp went numb.
   He is an orthodox cultivator of the immortal sect, and his position is naturally in the immortal sect. Of course he hopes that Ye Qing will return to the immortal sect officially and be happy, but he also knows it well.
   Ye Qing is a switch.
   It decided whether Pei Xuan would go crazy because of the loss of his son.
   So it’s better for Qingqing to stay with her father. Tang Xi thought in fear.
   The moon is in the middle of the sky, and the white light is as ethereal as gauze, spilling into this ordinary hut.
   Ye Qing woke up in a daze, kicked the quilt, and then he seemed to see something, and his immature eyebrows showed some confusion.
   Because as soon as he raised his head, he saw a man with eyebrows flying into his temples, with a high bridge of nose, sleeping on his side, his bright and sharp eyes surrounded by shadows, as if hiding some kind of mysterious and distant charm.
   It was as if he hadn’t closed his eyes all night.
   “Father… aren’t you going to sleep?”
   Ye Qing was puzzled, the black eyeballs were filled with mist, and sleepiness surged in the child’s eye sockets.
   Pei Xuan said lightly: “Father doesn’t sleep.”
   He doesn’t need to sleep, and he is afraid that if he sleeps, his son will be gone.
   The moonlight was quiet and silent, revealing that the youngest son’s skin was as white as an egg that had been peeled off its shell. Pei Xuan tucked the quilt up for his son, and the child’s feet, which liked to kick the quilt, were accurately grasped by his palm and hid back. in the quilt.
   The man’s deep facial features are half hidden in the darkness.
   There were a few embers of demon energy left in the air, but Ye Qing was not a monk yet, so he couldn’t catch any breath.
   But the relationship between father and son should be connected to a certain extent. Ye Qing didn’t know why, but through his father’s pair of black eyes, he saw a piece of nothingness and ghosts and ghosts.
   Ye Qing suddenly said: “I like Daddy the most!”
   A child is never stingy with his expression, half of his face is hidden in the quilt, and his eyes are curved like a moon. From the perspective of others, only the innocent and lovely face of the child can be seen.
   Pei Xuan was taken aback for a moment.
   His heart was like an abyss, covered with rotten blood. But the cub in front of him seemed to stretch out a hand, and with a light poke, a flower grew out of the bottomless festering abyss.
   Just like an infant child back then, in a daze, a small fleshy hand held his blood-stained fingers, making him hide all the violence and coldness in his heart from then on.
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