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

He quickly dismissed this absurd idea. He lay in a different place every time, so how could he possibly point at the stars?

"I didn't pay attention to this, so it shouldn't be there... Does this have any impact? Why don't I feel like I gained any star power from it?"

Crane Immortal did not find it strange and said:

"It makes sense if it exists, and it's normal if it doesn't. Just treat it as a coincidence. Your veins just happened to develop like this, and your martial arts power just happens to be so powerful~"

Chu Wuji roughly understood that Crane Immortal did not care whether this characteristic would bring any strange phenomena or talents, but simply liked this characteristic.

Just like the immortals who pick up those uniquely shaped branches and stones, do they care about the magic in them? They simply like them.

There was a smile on the corner of He Xianren's lips, and he poked the Wu Qu Star with his fingertips from time to time. After a while, he found that Chu Wu Ji's cheeks were flushed red and hot (PS: referring to his cheeks).

She turned around and quickly unleashed the spell that was locking her Qi and blood, but there was no relief at all. The beautiful woman asked nervously:

"Wuji, is everything okay here? Is it uncomfortable?"

Chu Wuji paused, trying to formulate his words, and finally shook his head and said:

"It's not uncomfortable, I'll be fine after a while..."

Crane Immortal continued to look at him with his head down, and saw that Chu Wuji's face turned red and tense, trembling from time to time, and it seemed that his energy and blood were gathered and difficult to disperse.

When he thought about the child's vast energy and blood, if it continued to gather, He Xianren was worried that his skin would be broken.

Although Crane Immortal was confident that she could recover from the injuries on her flesh and blood with magic, she was also worried that something might go wrong with the treasure.

Crane Immortal sternly rebuked:

"Don't be stubborn. If you wait any longer, your skin will turn red and black. I have to relieve you of the pressure quickly!"

Chu Wuji's face turned pale. He thought he had reached the end of the ladder, but how did he get to this point again...

In silence, Crane Immortal gathered his magic power at his fingertips, pressed against the outlet of Chu Wuji's pulse, and tried to draw out the Yang energy directly. However, Chu Wuji had a solid foundation. During the process of tempering his body, every corner of his body had been tempered to be impeccable. How could he be easily lured open?

This pulling made Chu Wuji feel uncomfortable. He always felt that there was an external force trying to pull him out, but his gate was too solid.

"Ahem... Senior Tingqin, you're making me feel uncomfortable. How about I handle this myself?"

"No, I have to do it!" Crane Immortal was tough but not stubborn. She said, "Little Qilin, if you have any ideas, just tell me and I'll help you deal with it!"

It's not appropriate to use the word "deal with" in this kind of situation...

Chu Wuji thought in embarrassment. He didn't dare to make excessive requests to this senior. Even Ning Xianzhi's mother and Senior Jiujiu were raised by her!

If He Xianren says, "I'll tell your parents," Chu Wuji will not be able to face Ning Xianzhi's mother.

He glanced at Crane Immortal's peerless legs and tried to ask softly:

"Then Senior Tingqin, please come sit next to me and continue to cross your legs. Is that okay?"

The mature and beautiful woman in cheongsam and black stockings blinked in confusion, not understanding what the trick was for a moment, but since Chu Wuji had made the request, she did as he asked.

Soon, He Xianren sat sideways in Chu Wuji's arms, their round and plump legs in stockings overlapped, and Chu Wuji's lifeblood was trapped between the beautiful and tight "Ya".

Only a piece of clothing separated him from the mysterious place. The soft outline half-wrapped him, making Chu Wuji's heart tremble.

……

After spending quite a while in this delicate state, He Xianren felt strange in his heart, but when he saw that Chu Wuji had successfully relieved the pressure, a look of satisfaction appeared on his face.

Even though her black cheongsam had a striking color, she didn't care much. She just breathed a sigh of relief and said calmly:

"Are you still feeling bad?"

"I'm not feeling uncomfortable anymore, Senior Tingqin, your clothes..."

"The clothes condensed by magic power can be cleaned with a single wave. If you don't feel uncomfortable, go and have fun by yourself... From now on, when you copy the Qingxin Jue, you must not be distracted!"

Chu Wuji heard the gentle rebuke from Crane Immortal, and felt a little better with shame in his heart. He responded repeatedly:

"It will never be like this again!"

Crane Immortal waved his hand, and Chu Wuzhi didn't say anything else. He hooked the beautiful woman's legs in his arms, left that "Ya", gently carried her to the chair, and left.

After He Xianren confirmed that Chu Wuzhi had gone far away, he recalled with mixed feelings what he had just done with the child.

There was a layer of skin and clothes between them, but his heat seeped directly inside. Even though He Xianren had been pure and abstinent for many years, his heart was still stirred.

She looked down at her clothes and murmured:

"How could this child have so many? He looked so energetic just now. Even if Qingying and Guanyin came together, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to fit him in...?"

Crane Immortal's thoughts were scattered, and he suddenly felt fortunate for his broad mind. Just now, "South" had completely blocked Chu Wuzhi's baptism. Otherwise, he would have been embarrassed by this kid!

It would be inappropriate to hit him, and it would be inappropriate to scold him...

After Chu Wuzhi fled in panic, he decided to visit the Queen of Jingjue.

Because the appearance of the Queen of Jingjue in the underworld is that of a beautiful female ghost with black tears of blood, she is quite capable of suppressing her anger.

It is best for Chu Wu Ji to stay calm. Of course, if he unfortunately develops a new habit, it will be a big trouble.

"Queen Jingjue, what's the current situation with the Buddhist monks? Are they still arriving in droves?"

The Queen of Jingjue said:

"It's slowed down a bit. I haven't been coming here as often as before."

How long it will take for Fu Guanyin to come back is an unknown number and can only be confirmed indirectly through the team of Buddhist monks.

If the Buddhist monks continue to arrive, it means that Fu Guanyin and others are still carrying out the operation of the King of Hell's call, and everything is fine.

Now it is gradually slowing down, which means that the situation over there should be almost over and it is time to go back.

If at any time the Buddhist monks' group stopped and there were no more followers, and Fu Guanyin did not return for a long time, then they might have encountered some situation.

At that time, Chu Wuji would have to go out to search and bring her back. However, with Cihang Yuanjun following him, if he really ran into trouble, the problem would probably not be simple!

Chu Wuji put aside this matter for the time being. It was too early to worry about it now. He asked again:

"What about the underworld? Can we make further breakthroughs in the near future?"

The Queen of Jingjue is the real owner of this underworld. Although Chu Wuji can use this place to practice the inheritance of Yama, he cannot share the authority, unlike the mountain god and water god.

To know the real situation in the underworld, you have to ask the Queen of Jingjue.

She shook her head regretfully and said:

"It's a bit difficult. The scale of the underworld today is much larger than before, but after the last breakthrough, the progress has been minimal!"

Chu Wuji picked up a tea bowl on the table, which was of common size. He asked:

"Using this cup as an example, how much water would be poured into it if we recruited a group of monks now?"

"It's hard to confirm the details, but it should be just a few drops."

"A group of monks is only worth a few drops..."

Chu Wuji's face looked unhappy. He could expect the progress to slow down, but he didn't expect it to be this slow!

These are all accomplished Buddhist monks, with some big and small ghosts occasionally mixed in, yet they have only made this little progress...