Fairy, don't try to mess with my filial piety

The mother and daughter immediately talked about their experience of separation. Mrs. Jiang told them about the places she had visited with Chu Wuji and Goddess Tianhu, including the Kunlun Ruins and the Western Desert.

Mrs. Jiang was multitasking, speaking slowly but feeling filled with shame and self-blame in her heart.

It seems that the number of times and the intimate postures between Wu Ji and herself are more than those between Qingying and Wu Ji.

Mrs. Jiang could still vaguely feel the strange feeling in her throat. It had almost disappeared, but it became clear again after seeing her daughter, like a condemnation.

The beautiful woman quietly looked at her daughter's profile. Yun Qingying looked focused as she listened to what her mother was saying.

Madam Jiang made up her mind and thought:

"Now that the Sky Fox Goddess has left my body, you must no longer have excessive contact with Wuji. This unfavorable relationship ends here. From now on, you must work hard to bring Qingying and Wuji together...

However, Qingying has a stubborn personality and doesn't know how to be considerate. Wuji has to tolerate this sister all the time and will inevitably suffer from her anger. I also have to take care of Wuji more and approach him with a normal heart, and not avoid him because of what happened in the past few months."

Yun Qingying didn't know until she heard it. Once she heard it, she was surprised and said:

"I haven't even been to Kunlun Ruins yet. I didn't expect that after not seeing you for a while, your mother's experience is even richer than mine."

When she felt guilty, she was frightened by everything she heard. When Mrs. Jiang heard the words "she has more experience than me", she couldn't help but look at her daughter, thinking it was a hint.

The fact was that Mrs. Jiang was overthinking it, and Yun Qingying did not show any strange expression.

The beautiful woman lowered her head and replied, "It's all thanks to the Heavenly Fox Goddess and Wuji. Otherwise, I would never have seen those bizarre and otherworldly scenes in this lifetime."

......

Chu Wuji and several senior immortals sat under the moon and chatted. The atmosphere was relaxed and comfortable. They were a very close group of people.

Chu Wuji asked casually:

"Will the destruction of a demonic sect be a good thing for the immortals? Will there be fewer demonic cultivators in the future?"

Crane Immortal shook his head and did not give a firm answer:

"This kind of thing is hard to explain. Right now, it seems that the immortals have long-term advantages, but after all these years, hasn't the demonic path continued to exist?"

The drunken Taoist priest lay on the armchair, rocking back and forth with a creaking sound. The two large, soft, milky meat buns on her lapels also swayed with it. She said:

"If we look back at ancient times, cultivation was done to protect oneself and resist attacks from strange beasts, all for the sake of saving one's life. The distinction between good and evil among cultivators was not obvious.

Later, when the world was peaceful, cultivators who used unscrupulous means were labeled as evil cultivators. But what means they could use was a matter of a single thought~"

The attitudes of the immortal elders are still very unified, and none of them think that the evil way can be eradicated completely.

This does not mean that they are compromising in nature and do not have the principle of hating evil. The immortals just have the awe of looking over the abyss, and perhaps they also have the idea of ​​evil in their hearts.

If the definition of the devil's way is limited to the evil practitioners in the devil's sects, then sooner or later, one will neglect the devilish thoughts in one's heart.

It’s not uncommon for there to be fallen disciples among the immortals.

"...I just said it casually, but I didn't expect the seniors to talk about such profound and heavy truths."

Chu Wuji laughed.

It feels like I was just chatting casually, but the elders ended up extending the topic and starting to lecture me on some profound principles.

In most cases, this is quite annoying and makes the relaxed atmosphere awkward, but the immortal elders in front of Chu Wuji are all as beautiful as flowers, with extraordinary temperaments and charms. So it doesn't hurt to listen to some great truths.

Ning Xianzhi did not go so far as to say:

"If we really want to talk about the impact, I guess the evil cultivators will all feel insecure, and they might change their previous internal fighting to form alliances.

It has an impact on the local forces in the Western Regions, but no impact on the immortals."

...The future of the White Peacock's Divine Water Sect is really bumpy. If it weren't for the alliance with the Jingjue Kingdom, she would probably be under a lot of pressure.

Chu Wuji worried for his aunt, the Imperial Master, in his heart for a moment, and then took out all the bone knives he had.

He was like a wholesaler of witch tomb bone knives, who could get a large pile of goods with just one shake, including the one belonging to the Feathered People. He put it away for the time being.

Crane Immortal and the others were all stunned, and a look of surprise appeared on their beautiful faces that showed no signs of aging.

"Wuji, what are you doing..."

"The spoils of this outing? Nothing surprising, right? You probably got more bone knives from the raid than I did. The one I just put away belongs to the Feathered People, so I can't give it to you."

The Great Bone Knife of the Feathered People is a testament to their luck. It is almost brand new and it would be difficult for any other member of the Witch Tomb to surpass it.

They didn't want to disturb the peace of their tribesmen, so they left the Great Tribulation Bone Knife with Chu Wuzhi for safekeeping, but maybe they would regret it?

Anyway, except for this Great Tribulation Bone Knife, the others can be given to the immortal elders for use.

He Xianren, Ning Xianzhi and Jiujiu looked at each other, not knowing how to evaluate each other.

"We, the immortal families, did get quite a few bone knives when we 'divided' the spoils, but that was in the name of the sect. You got a whole bunch by yourself, which is different."

Taoist Jiuwu was amazed. He thought the Wuzhong Bone Knife was mysterious a while ago, but now it was just hanging out like cabbage.

Crane Immortal's round and snowy buttocks. She sat on a small round stone bench, her long and perfect legs crossed. She was about to change the cross-legged position, and just as she stretched out her long legs, she touched Chu Wuji's calf under the table.

Chu Wuji shook his head to indicate that he was fine.

The Crane Immortal echoed what the Jiuwu Taoist had just said, saying:

"Jiujiu is right. Besides, the little Qilin has so many great calamity bone knives that even the members of the Wuzhong Tomb would be jealous."

Ning Xianzhi was worried about her son's safety:

"So, Wuji might be targeted. It would be best for him to settle down in my immortal peak and stay by my side day and night!"

Chu Wuji knew that Ning Xianzhi would react like this.

He was actually not too worried about this, because as long as all the bone knives were handed over to the Shenxiao Sect, he only needed to keep a few in his hands.

Immortal He was quite curious about the several members of the Wuzhong group in the palace, but he was also afraid that there would be misunderstandings and suspicions when they came into contact with them. After all, the immortal cultivators had just surrounded and suppressed them once, and the news must have leaked out.

She asked curiously:

"Little Qilin, have the Feathered People ever told us about the secrets of the Witch Tomb? Or about their past in ancient times?"

Chu Wuji felt that he had explained the situation almost completely last time, but suddenly remembered that he had not mentioned this aspect:

"I told you a little bit, and also speculated about the identity of the master of the witch tomb. This is what my concubine, the Rain Master, told me..."

He slowly recounted the situation of the Lord of the Witch Tomb. During this time, Princess Jing'an arranged for maids to serve tea and fruit, which was very considerate.

The past of the Lord of the Witch Tomb was of no help to the current situation, but the three female fairies listened with great interest.

After Chu Wuji finished speaking, Crane Immortal sighed:

"It turns out that these members of the Wuzhong Clan lived in different eras. I really want to stay in this palace, chat with them, and ask them about those ancient stories that can't be found in ancient books."

Chu Wuji said enthusiastically and generously:

"If you want to stay, then stay. It's not a big deal. Senior Tingqin, do you still need to be polite?"

Jiuwu Taoist nodded:

"That's right, what's the point of being polite? Last year, before Wuji started running around, I often came over and asked him to help me cook a few side dishes to go with my wine.

Senior Tingqin is really afraid of the hustle and bustle of the capital, so why not live in my Shuajiu Peak~"

Crane Immortal shook his head and explained his thoughts.

"I'm not worried about that. After all, I'm not familiar with those Wuzhong members, so it's inevitable that we'll feel a little unfamiliar when we talk. I'll talk again when we have a chance to get to know each other better."

When you are not familiar with the place, you will start asking people questions. Those who don’t know may think that you are checking their household registration.

Chu Wuji did not force it. He asked about the location of the underworld around Lihuo Country.

Jiuwu Daoren should be more familiar with this question, and Jiugui Street Drifter knows a lot of locations in the underworld:

"There's a hell in the north of Xiaoze Country. It's quite large. You should be able to find it easily now, Wuji. Forget about the other hells; they're all run-down and shabby."

The immortal elders could guess that it was because of the Heavenly Fox Goddess just by looking at the faint sadness in Chu Wuzhi's face.

Ning Xianzhi was acting out of character and didn't urge Chu Wuji to move up the mountain because he realized this.

Crane Hermit did not ask about those unpleasant topics. She stood up and said:

"Senior Tianhu should still be in the house, right? Little Qilin, lead the way. Let's go in and chat for a few minutes."

"Goddess Sky Fox should be with Qingying and Madam Jiang now. Come this way, follow me."

Chu Wuji stood up and led the way.

The drunken and dancing figures returned to their original places, and the stone tables and chairs were returned to their original places, leaving nothing for the maids in the mansion to do.

Several people entered the room one after another.

Chapter 501 The Eternal Resting Place of the Ancient Being

A group of people rushed into the room, and Mrs. Jiang was frightened again. Her nerves, which had relaxed, tensed up again, and she subconsciously covered her body with a quilt.

It really felt like being rounded on repeatedly.

Even after seeing who was coming, Mrs. Jiang did not relax, worried that her behavior might be inappropriate.

Fortunately, there was the Drunken Taoist who was not particular about details. She smiled and trotted over first, lying down in the empty space at the end of the bed.

I always look for the most comfortable place for myself anytime and anywhere, and never treat myself badly.

"Senior Tingqin, Xianzhi, you definitely won't lie down, so I won't be polite about this position~"

With such a cheerful female elder, the atmosphere became normal, like a spontaneous visit.

Yun Qingying was sitting on Chu Wuzhi's throne, her arms hugging her knees, and she was struggling over whether to get out of bed.

An elder has come, and according to etiquette, she cannot remain indifferent.

"Master, should I..."

"It's okay, just stay here. We're just here to chat, no need to be polite." Ning Xianzhi shook her head slightly.

The drunken and dancing Taoist lay staggering, saying, "It's disrespectful to the elderly":

"Xiao Qingying, you can tell I'm here to chat just by looking at the way I'm sitting. If you feel bad about it, could you please let me lie down in your seat?"

The drunken female fairy was just joking, but Yun Qingying might not have understood it as a joke.

The cold girl blinked and wanted to stand up, but it was Goddess Sky Fox who held her down, otherwise she would have stood up and given up her seat.

"What are these large groups of people doing here? They won't even give me some peace and quiet at night?" The fox girl scolded and laughed at the group of great immortal monks.

Chu Wuji came over with a chair in one hand for He Xianren and Ning Xianzhi to sit on, while he stood behind them, acting as a junior.

The two female fairies had mature and voluptuous figures. They gracefully sat down, their skirts caressed, their hips as wide and smooth as full-moon peaches. Their skirts stretched tight, highlighting their round and smooth curves.

The fabric seemed to have been stretched too thin, and the flesh color could not be seen, but a mysterious and deep valley could be vaguely seen.

There was a sigh hidden between the Crane Hermit's brows, but he didn't show it, and said calmly:

"I just chatted with Little Qilin for a long time. How could I not come and pay a visit to Senior Tianhu?"

Goddess Tianhu was originally lying down and relaxing, but suddenly a guest came. She had no choice but to sit on the head of the bed and pulled Yun Qingying to rest her head on her thighs so that she could play with something while chatting.

The fox girl smoothed Yun Qingying's hair and said:

"That's what you and the young master were talking about, Immortal Crane, that the Underworld is connected to Guixu, right? It's why he's been wanting to visit the Underworld lately."

Crane Immortal could see the fox girl's state. She was thinking of giving Chu Wuji another clue and another direction of thinking, but now it seems that she has only added to Chu Wuji's troubles.

It might even cause him more regrets.

If you solve a problem on paper, you may only think of the solution when the hourglass is about to run out. This regret is greater than having no idea at all.

"Looking at it this way, I meant well but ended up doing something bad. I've added another worry to the little Qilin's heart."

Chu Wuji's tone was calm, but his eyes were not very lively. He said:

"No, in the past few months, I've taken Lady Fox to many places, and I think we've visited all the places we wanted to go.

Senior Tingqin has shown me the way and told me where I can go for a stroll. Otherwise, I would have been stuck in the palace all day for the next few days."

Ning Xianzhi was not good at saying comforting words. She turned sideways, pulled Chu Wuzhi's wrist, and let him sit on the chair with her, but it was a bit crowded.

Crane Immortal did not sigh. She had seen many cultivators pass away and knew that some people did not like a heavy atmosphere. The Sky Fox Goddess was one of them.

After a while, the Crane Immortal, with a crimson dot between his eyebrows, said admiringly:

"Senior Tianhu's mentality is admirable. The further one advances in cultivation, the more their lifespan runs out, which is a heavy blow. It's like all their previous efforts have been wasted. Many great cultivators can't help but feel unwilling to accept this in their final moments..."

Of course, there is nothing wrong with an unwilling mentality.