Several people looked at the child in Shi Zhigang's arms. He was a boy two or three months old. His face was sallow and very thin, like a monkey. He was sleeping soundly in Shi Zhigang's arms and his breathing was fairly even.

"This kid..."

Yu He and Qiao Yan were of high cultivation, and they could tell at a glance that the child was starved to death without eating. Yu He had no children of his own, and Qiao Yan was still a young lady who had never held a child.

Still he hurriedly picked up the child, his face full of distress: "Is this the descendant of Qu Gaoshi?"

Shi Zhigang seemed anxious and said quickly: "This is the descendant of Gao Shi. He is already the twenty-sixth generation grandson. Master, I must go back. When I went, the village where Lao Qu's descendants lived was destroyed by a group of monsters."

It was raging, and the child’s mother was protecting the child with all her might, and the body stinked..."

In today's weather, if the death of a person is not dealt with, there will be a peculiar smell in a day or two. In other words, the child has been hungry for at least three days. Shi Zhigang flew up into the sky in a hurry: "It is obvious that there is a problem in the northwest. Guardian of the Missionary Palace

There is no trace of the deceased, and he died a heroic death as expected. I must go back, gather the strong men, and go to the northwest first..."

Zhang Qingyun didn't stop him, he just nodded.

Shi Zhigang disappeared in a blink of an eye. Awei looked at the child with a smile. Yuhe was a little cautious when holding the child. Qiao Yan smiled and said: "Sister, let me do it. I helped my sister-in-law hold the child back then, so I have some experience."

..."

When Qiao Yan talked about her sister-in-law, there was some longing in her eyes.

Unfortunately, the family members were not very talented. With the help of the eldest sister and the second sister, they embarked on the path of monasticism, but were eventually destroyed by three disasters. More than three hundred years later, Qiao Yan has also looked away.

Yu He had never fed a child before, so he nervously handed the child to Qiao Yan and asked: "How to feed the child?"

Looking at the two nervous girls, Zhang Qingyun felt a little guilty. As his cultivation level got higher and higher, it became more and more difficult to have a child. It wasn't that he didn't work hard, once he set up the formation, time flowed a thousand times faster, and the outside world only took half a day, they would all

After two or three years of hard work, it's a pity...

It’s hard to have children.

Yu He likes children, and Cao Yanhua also likes children.

Qiao Yan and Ma Lingyu were better off. They had not been together with Zhang Qingyun for a long time, but they had been in a relationship for more than 800 years.

"Grand Master... No, Grand Ancestor, do I have an extra junior brother?"

Awei was beaming: "Should I take care of him in the future?"

Zhang Qingyun laughed dumbly: "You are the nineteenth generation grandson of Wei Dong. After all, this child should call you Grand Master because you have lowered his rank."

"hiss..."

With his eyes wide open, Awei murmured to himself: "I am so young, do I become an ancestor?"

Zhang Qingyun is also helpless. The time span is too long. The descendants of the demon hunting team basically have different generations. Some are only three generations, and some are already twenty-six generations...

However, these members of the demon hunting team, even if they had already become immortals, were still accepted as disciples by Zhang Qingyun.

Looking to the northwest, Zhang Qingyun only glanced at it and then retracted his gaze: "It's not bad, they are living a good life."

There are less than 30 descendants of the demon hunting team. This child's background is not bad. It is a pity that for an ordinary family, there was only one living person left in the village after encountering the wave of monsters.

The remaining few are from decent families.

It cannot be said that he is rich and powerful, but he is still relatively well-off, and he has enough resources to practice martial arts.

Shi Zhigang didn't say it, but Zhang Qingyun knew it clearly.

"What should this child be named?"

Qiao Yan held the child in her arms and came to Zhang Qingyun with a look of doting on her face.

Zhang Qingyun glanced at the child: "He already has a name. It was given by his parents, so he should be called by his original name."

Yu He pondered slightly: "His original name was Qu Ransheng, this name..."

"Sister..."

Qiao Yan thought for a while and said: "Qingyun's meaning is very obvious, that is, the name was given by his parents. From now on, his name will still be called his original name, so as to inherit the incense of his ancestors. Do you want Qingyun to name him?"

Road number?"

"I'm afraid this child's talent for cultivation is insufficient..."

Yu He really wanted to keep this child, but she knew Zhang Qingyun's criteria for accepting disciples. She also knew that cultivating Taoism requires understanding. She had already checked the child's soul. Not to mention cultivating Taoism in its origin, even if it was martial arts cultivation

, which is also due to insufficient root bones.

"hehe..."

Seeing Yu He's worry, Zhang Qingyun also knew Yu He's intentions. At this time, motherhood dictated that Yu He wanted to raise the child. The same was true for Qiao Yan. This woman helped Yu He express his concerns in a subtle way, that is, to give him

Hearing: "Let this child stay. I have a special way to practice. Besides, I will not accept this child as a disciple. He is our twenty-seventh generation successor. He can help pass on the incense to the masters."

Yu He smiled happily. Although Zhang Qingyun felt guilty, it was a blessing to keep this child.

Qiao Yan coaxed the child: "You can stay...mua"

It is a woman's nature to like children. Although not every woman is like this, most women's love is positive. Furthermore, this child is also related to them.

They are relatives separated by one generation, let alone twenty-six generations apart.

"He should have a Taoist number."

Yuhe looked at Zhang Qingyun. They were considered a family, and Zhang Qingyun was the man in charge. She hoped that Zhang Qingyun could leave a name for this child.

"Just call me Dao Sheng."

Choosing a name is Zhang Qingyun's weakness, but Zhang Qingyun put a lot of thought into this name.

"Not nice."

Qiao Yan frowned: "How about calling me Daoran? Besides, his real name has the word "ran" in it."

"Hey...this is a good name..."

Yu He squeezed his five fingers, and spiritual energy gathered within a thousand meters. Only the wood attribute turned into water. Yu He stretched out his finger, and a milk bottle appeared in his hand out of thin air. This wisp of wood attribute spiritual fluid brewing with infinite vitality flowed into the bottle.

Medium: "Xiao Daoran, you will be called Daoran from now on..."

It is indeed a wood-attributed spiritual liquid. After Daoran drank it, his almost dying life suddenly burst into vitality. Moreover, this wood-attributed spiritual liquid continuously nourished Daoran's soul and body.

Shaking his head slightly, it was obvious that Yu He wanted to help Dao Ran the day after tomorrow, create an innate Tao body, strengthen his soul, and lay a good foundation for future Tao cultivation: "If you do this, he will have the same body as an adult in just a few years.

It may not be good."

Yu He was slightly startled. She only focused on being happy. This child lacked vitality and the innate energy in his body was a little weak: "It's because I lack thinking, but it doesn't matter. He will always grow up. It would be better if he grew up earlier."

.He is following us, what are we afraid of..."

It's always awkward to have an adult's body hiding a soul that's only a few years old. It's just that you stay by your side, but you don't want him to go out and live alone.

Zhang Qingyun did not refute, okay, just be happy.

Awei looked envious and was about to speak when Tang Xing opened his eyes over there. He was full of majestic energy and his face was full of joy: "Master, I have already started the Nine Transformation Yuan Gong..."

Tang Xing's talent is good, he already has a foundation in martial arts, and he can get started at a normal speed: "Okay, it's time for us to leave..."

"Uh-huh?!"

Awei was very reluctant to leave: "My ancestor is leaving now?"

Tang Xing was also reluctant to give up, but he knew that Awei was originally a descendant of his uncle, and now that he has become his disciple, his master would naturally not stay here.

"It's time to leave. This trip has fulfilled my wish. I also need to go back and understand myself."

What Zhang Qingyun feels most guilty about is what happened to the members of the demon hunting team. Now, most of these descendants have a good life, but those who have a miserable fate are also around him.

Although the knot in his heart has not been completely resolved, Zhang Qingyun will not stay here: "I won't leave for the time being, but I still want to give you some guidance."

Nine-turn Yuan Gong is very unpredictable. Tang Xing has just started and is still lacking in experience. Zhang Qingyun must give him some pointers on what he needs to pay attention to and what he doesn't understand.

"That's good...I'm going to prepare meals for Master now..."

Tang Xing took Awei away, obviously to go hunting.

In the yard, only four people, Zhang Qingyun, Yu He and Qiao Yan, were teasing the child. The child was also very obedient and did not cry or make trouble...but...not long after, a smell came from Yu He.

Qiao Yan and Qiao Yan were a little confused.

"Ai..."

In his previous life, Zhang Qingyun had raised children and had some experience: "Give it to me..."

He stretched out his hand to grab it, and when he took it back, there were some diapers in his hand. Zhang Qingyun was very quick, helping Dao Ran clean his body and put on diapers. Yu He and Qiao Yan's eyes shone: "You can actually take care of me

child?"

Zhang Qingyun smiled proudly: "As long as you are not afraid of getting dirty or smelly, you can do it..."

"Giggle..."

Dao Ran, who felt refreshed all over, was very close to Zhang Qingyun, giggling in Zhang Qingyun's arms.

"Ai?"

Yuhe was a little disappointed: "This child didn't smile just now."

"He didn't wake up just now, so you were teasing him like that. Even if he didn't cry, you were giving them face."

The child was only two or three months old, and it was the time when he was falling asleep. During his sleep, Yu He and Qiao Yan teased the child, how could they smile at them?
To be continued...