"Get out of here. Is it possible that the fairy medicine got into the dog's stomach a few days ago?" Wuming slapped Ji Feng angrily, and a sonorous and powerful sound came out, like a slap on the face.

On a piece of divine iron.

After annihilating the Illusion Spirit Sect, Heavenly Court once again made an enviable war fortune due to the war with the enemy, and the elixir that Wuming just mentioned came from this. It was Heavenly Court's fight with Phantom Spirit

One of the most precious things I got after the battle.

Since there is currently no shortage of resources in Heaven, in order to help Ji Feng get rid of the torture of the body curse as soon as possible, Wuming directly called everyone in Heaven to discuss the matter together, and finally, Ji Feng obtained the right to use the elixir.

It was a miraculous elixir. It was a palm-sized white turtle with three inches of heaven on its shell, shimmering in the glow of the sun. It was as if the white turtle was carrying a fairy temple on its back. It was amazing.

When he saw it for the first time, Wuming knew that the elixir was rare and extremely rare even in the world of immortals and gods.

In addition, the immortality and divinity contained in the white turtle elixir are more intense than other elixirs, which also has a great alleviation and therapeutic effect on Ji Feng's curse of form and spirit.

For this reason, Wuming also worked on it himself. It took more than three days to refine the white turtle elixir into an elixir. However, the curse of the form god in Jifeng's body lasted too long.

The curse has become indistinguishable from him. Even with the help of elixir, the curse on Jifeng cannot be completely removed.

But fortunately, Ji Feng no longer has to worry about the curse of form and spirit as before. At the same time, his cultivation level has also increased dramatically because of this, and he has directly entered the realm of stepping on the sky. Even the strength of his magic power has increased.

Far more than nameless.

"Tell me, what exactly happened? Don't bullshit me. If you don't tell the truth, believe it or not, I'll beat you up!" Wuming pressed.

"Um, okay then, the seven of them are just worried that you will kill them." Under Wuming's intimidating gaze, Ji Feng still resisted the pressure and did not tell anything about the little boy.

It was difficult for an upright official to deal with household matters, and he didn't know what he knew clearly. Everything was just his imagination. He didn't dare to talk nonsense with Wu Ming at this time, otherwise, he would have to tell the truth even if it didn't matter.

"Well, what did I think it was? Don't worry, if they kill me, I won't kill them either." Wuming said in a low mood, and stopped questioning Ji Feng.

A night without words!

At dawn, Ji Feng arrived at the Lingxiao Palace. Last night, he got the news that Wuming had been sitting silently in the hall all night, as if he had turned into a stone statue.

He was also aware of Wuming's complicated heart, so he never came over until the sky became brighter, and then he rushed over.

"Let's go, don't keep them waiting!" Wuming said calmly, his voice calm and calm, as if he had really calmed down.

It's just that Ji Feng, who was almost never separated from him, couldn't see that he was just pretending to be calm, and his heart was already extremely complicated and troubled.

"Whoosh", "Whoosh"

There was a sound of breaking through the sky, and Wuming and Jifeng disappeared from the Lingxiao Palace in an instant, and came to the outside of the Heartless Valley.

After arriving here, Wuming's footsteps, like his heart, became extremely heavy. Even taking a step forward made him feel very difficult, as if he was carrying the sun, moon, stars, sky and earth on his back.

"Let's go, we're all here, you can't act like

Go back like a deserter." Ji Feng patted Wuming on the shoulder and took the lead into the Heartless Valley.

The road is deserted and accompanied by silence. The interior of Jueqing Valley is like a barren land with no grass growing on it. There is no life at all, which really matches the word "Jue" in Jueqing Valley.

Heartless, lifeless, as if the heart is lifeless, full of desolation and deathly silence. Perhaps the mood of Hui'er and the seven of them is the same, their hearts seem to be barren, without even a blade of grass growing!

All the way to the interior of Jueqing Valley, the desolate scene finally changed. There were seven consecutive halls, in the shape of seven stars, located at the core of Jueqing Valley, and where the handle of the spoon pointed, there was a more...

The magnificent hall is called the Jueqing Palace.

At this time, including the seven halls arranged in the shape of the Big Dipper, a total of eight halls had their doors closed, and only the Jueqing Hall had its doors wide open, and there was the aura of the seven regretful children inside.

What just made Ji Feng's eyes shrink was that at the entrance of the Jueqing Palace, a little boy with a tough head was playing with the stones. When Wuming and Ji Feng suddenly arrived, he opened his big dark eyes, full of joy.

He looked at it curiously.

He was no stranger to Jifeng because he had met her just yesterday, but he was unfamiliar with Wu Ming and at the same time, he felt a sense of familiarity that even he couldn't explain.

It was as if Wuming was a figure that often appeared in his dreams. Although he had seen it before, it suddenly became blurry and unfamiliar after waking up from the dream.

"Why does this kid make me feel familiar?" Just as the little guy looked at him curiously, he also frowned slightly and looked at the other person.

To be honest, he had never seen this little guy before, so how could he feel familiar? This made him confused and didn't know what was going on.

"Wu Ming, what's wrong with you?" Suddenly, Ji Feng's voice echoed in Wu Ming's ears, pulling Wu Ming's mind back.

"Nothing, let's go in!" Wuming took a deep look at the little boy, and then took Ji Feng to prepare to enter the Jueqing Palace.

However, just when they came to the door, they were stopped by Long Er.

Just listen, Long'er is weird, but he waves his arms and says in an old-fashioned way: "I drove this road and planted this tree. If you want to go this way and leave money to buy the road, I am also a reasonable child."

, I won’t kill you either, you just need to pay per head!”

Obviously, the money Long Er mentioned at this time did not refer to worldly real gold and silver. The money he mentioned was actually things related to monks' practice.

"Little guy, you're not polite. If you rob so blatantly, you won't be afraid of your mother spanking you!" Wuming chuckled and rubbed Long Er's head.

However, Wuming was also generous. He took out two treasures and handed them to Long Er, saying: "I've given them to you. The golden lock is a defensive weapon, and the small sword is an offensive weapon. With these two weapons,

Soldier, you will be invincible in the world."

The golden locks and small swords that Wuming mentioned were both half-immortal warriors. For a person of his level, they might not be much, but for a child of Long'er's age, they were too much.

Too precious.

After all, in this world, there are countless half-immortal warriors, broken immortal warriors, and intact immortal warriors.

He now gave it to Long Er so generously, which shocked Ji Feng who had been watching from the side.

"You could just shed your blood and admit your master, but

Don't tell outsiders, the common man is not guilty, but the man with the jade is guilty!" Wuming warned.

"Since you understand this truth, you shouldn't give him the guilt." A cold and ruthless voice came, and the figures of the seven daughters of Hui'er appeared at the entrance of the Jueqing Palace.

"Mother!" Seeing the seven daughters of Hui'er appear, Long'er ran towards them excitedly, holding the golden lock given by Wuming in his left hand and the small sword given by Wuming in his right hand, his little face turned red with excitement.

, like a red apple.

Undoubtedly, the golden lock and small sword that Wuming gave him just now made him very happy, and he was now preparing to share his joy with Hui'er and the other seven.

However, just when he was about to run in front of Hui'er's seventh daughter, Hui'er stopped him and said: "Return the things in your hands to others. If you don't learn well at a young age, you will grow up."

Do you want to dominate the mountain and become the king?"

"It's over, it's going to be exposed so soon!" Ji Feng shouted in his heart, and suddenly felt chilly.

Hui'er's scolding made Long'er's little face full of excitement freeze immediately. Water mist quickly gathered in his eyes, and big teardrops fell down.

"Oh, Long'er realizes his mistake!" Long'er lowered his head and said aggrievedly. Then he wiped the tears from his eyes, turned around and ran towards Wuming again, saying: "I can't take your things."

While speaking, Long Er looked at the golden lock and small sword in his hands with great reluctance, his face full of reluctance and pity.

Seeing him like this, Wuming's heart suddenly felt a tingling sensation like needles. He knelt down, wiped away the tears on Long Er's face, and said, "Your name is Long Er, right?"

"Yeah!" Long Er nodded, with a pitiful sad mood still on his face.

"Long'er is so good. This is the gift I gave you. Just accept it. She is not your mother. There is no need to be afraid of her. If your mother asks about her later, just say he is a kind-hearted uncle.

For you." Wuming chuckled and wiped away the tears that fell from Longer's eyes again.

"Hui'er, I'm not your son, why are you scolding him? Even a child, do you want to compete with me?" Wuming stood up and said coldly, looking like he was protecting a calf.

Until this moment, Wuming didn't know Long'er's identity, and just thought that Long'er was the child of Hui'er's maid.

"Uncle, don't talk about my mother!" Seeing Wu Ming and Hui'er looking like they were about to quarrel, Long Er hurriedly put the golden lock and small sword in his hands on the ground, and pulled up Wu Ming's robe.

"Did you hear that? I am his mother. Is there anything I can't scold him about?" Hui'er's green-white fingers pointed at Long'er first, then pointed at Wuming, and said in an indifferent tone: "Since you know that this man is not guilty, Hui'er

The principle behind Bi's sin is, don't you know that giving two half-immortal-level war weapons to a child is harming him?"

In response to Hui'er's loud scolding, Wuming didn't refute at all, because his mind was roaring with what Hui'er had just said, so that he was out of his mind, as if he had lost his spirit.

"I am his mother, there is nothing I can't scold him for!"

The words of Hui'er echoed over and over in Wuming's mind. He never thought that Long'er was actually Hui'er's son. How could this be possible? And even if it was true, when did it happen?

Also, who is the child’s father?
Chapter completed!