Chapter 8 Pride third 3

However, after rubbing for a while, Jiang Cheng forced himself to restrain Si Si's hostility.

Although he was very unhappy, as the master of a sect, he also had more considerations, and he couldn't be as impulsive as a kid like Jin Ling. Since the decline of the Qinghe Nie Sect, now the three aristocratic families, the LanlingJin Sect and the GusuLan Sect have been very close because of their close personal relationships. He independently controls the YunmengJiang Sect. in isolation. Hanguang Jun Lan Wangji is a very prestigious Xianmen celebrity, and his elder brother Zewu Jun Lan Xichen is the head of the Gusu Lan clan. The two brothers have always been in harmony. .

Besides, Jiang Cheng's sabre "Three Poisons" and Lan Wangji's saber "Bichen" have never formally clashed, and it is still unclear who will die. Although he has this family heirloom ring "Purple Electric" in his hand, Lan Wangji's "Wangji" piano is also famous. The most intolerable thing for Jiang Cheng is to be at a disadvantage. He is not 100% sure that he will not consider fighting with Lan Wangji.

Jiang Cheng slowly withdrew his left hand from rubbing the ring. It seemed that Lan Wangji had already made up his mind to intervene in this matter, and it would be inconvenient for him to be a villain again. Write this down for now. Jiang Cheng made a trade-off, turned to see Jin Ling still covering his mouth angrily, and said, "Hanguang-jun wants to punish you, so you should be disciplined by him this time. It's not easy to manage the head of other juniors."

His tone was mocking, and he didn't know who he was mocking. Lan Wangji never quarrelled so fast that he didn't hear it. Jiang Cheng's words were thorny, and he turned again: "Why are you still standing there, waiting for the prey to slam into your sword? If you can't take down the things in Dafan Mountain today, you don't have to come to me in the future!"

Jin Ling gave Wei Wuxian a stern look, but did not dare to stare at Lan Wangji who punished him for refraining from speaking. Lan SiZhui said, "Sect Master Jiang, the Gusu Lan Sect will return the immortal net that has been destroyed."

Jiang Cheng sneered, "No need!" He chose the opposite direction and walked down the mountain. Behind him, Ke Qing followed in silence, knowing that going back would inevitably be punished, so he frowned.

When their figures disappeared, Lan Jingyi said, "Why is this Sect Master Jiang like this!" After speaking, he remembered the Lan family's tutor. He was speechless behind his back. He gave Hanguangjun a frightened look, shut his mouth and retracted. Lan Sizhui gave Wei Wuxian a slight smile and said, "Young Master Mo, we meet again."

Wei Wuxian twitched the corners of his mouth. Lan WangJi opened his mouth, his instructions were concise and clear, and his rhetoric was not flashy: "Do something."

Only then did the few juniors remember what Dafanshan did, put away other thoughts, respectful and other teachings. After a while, Lan WangJi said again, "Do your best. Don't be brave."

This voice is low and magnetic, and if you get close, it will definitely make your heart tremble. All the juniors should behave in a proper manner, they did not dare to stay any longer, and walked towards the depths of the mountains and forests. Wei Wuxian thought to himself, Jiang Cheng and Lan Zhan are really two completely different people, and even a word of advice to the younger generation is completely opposite. Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly saw Lan Wangji nod at him indistinctly, and couldn't help but be slightly taken aback.

Lan Wangji has been so serious and serious since he was young that it hurts his teeth, as if he has never been lively, and he can't rub a bit of sand in his eyes, and he doesn't approve of Wei Wuxian's cultivation of ghosts. Lan Sizhui should have informed Lan Wangji of his suspicious behavior in Mojiazhuang, but he still nodded to him, thinking that he was thanking him for helping the Lan family junior. Wei Wuxian immediately returned the salute without hesitation, and when he looked up again, Lan Wangji's back had disappeared.

After a pause, he turned and walked down the mountain.

No matter what kind of prey is in Dafan Mountain, he can't ask for it. Wei Wuxian won't fight with Jin Ling if he fights with anyone.

It turned out to be Jin Ling.

With so many disciples in the Lanling Jin clan, he really did not expect that he would meet Jin Ling. If he knew, how could he ridicule Jin Ling for "being born to a mother but not raised by a mother"? If someone else said this to Jin Ling, he would teach this person to understand what it means to speak out of trouble. But it was him who said so.

After a moment of silence, Wei Wuxian raised his hand and gave him a slap in the face.

This slap was very loud and forceful, and the right side of his face was pierced with heat. Suddenly, there was a rustling of bushes on the side, Wei Wuxian saw a donkey's head appear, and lowered his hand. The donkey took the initiative to rub it over this time, Wei Wuxian tugged at its long ears, and smiled bitterly, "You want a hero to save the beauty, but let me see the righteousness."

The donkey was humming and chirping when a wave of cultivators came up at the end of the hillside. After more than 400 immortal-binding nets were all slashed by Lan Wangji's sword, the cultivators who were hesitating in Buddha's Foot Town came up again. These people are all Jin Ling's opponents, Wei WuXian thought about whether to beat them down for a while, and after thinking about it, he silently stepped aside.

This group of mixed-looking children from various families complained as they walked: "This young master Jin, both the Jin family and the Jiang family are so used to him, and he is so domineering and domineering at such a young age, if he takes over the Lanling Jin family in the future, he will still be returned. Don't overturn the sky. Let's all stop living!"

Wei Wuxian slowed down.

A soft-hearted female cultivator sighed, "How can you not be used to pampering him? Both parents died after peeing."

"Junior sister, you can't say that. What about the death of both parents, there are too many parents in the world, everyone is as virtuous as him, that's okay!"

"To say that Wei Wuxian is really good at it. Jin Ling's mother is Jiang Cheng's sister, the senior sister who brought him up."

"Jiang Yanli is also wronged, and he brought out such a white-eyed wolf. Jin Zixuan is even more miserable, because he and Wei Wuxian had a bit of a festival before, so he ended up like this."

"Why does Wei Wuxian have a holiday with everyone..."

"No. Apart from the mad dogs he raised, who else did you hear that he has a good relationship with? The enemy family is full of anger and resentment, and even Hanguang-jun is disgusted with each other, and they are incompatible."

"Speaking of which, thanks to Hanguang-jun today..."

After walking for a while, the sound of the gurgling stream suddenly entered Wei Wuxian's ears.

This was something he hadn't heard when he came. Only then did Wei Wuxian realize that he took the wrong path down the mountain and took another path.

Leading the donkey, came to the edge of the stream, the top of the moon was on the top, there were no branches and leaves above the stream bank, and the stream was broken with frost. In the reflection, Wei Wuxian saw a face that was unpredictable with the flow of water.

He slapped the water with a savage palm, breaking up this funny face, raised his wet palm, touched the stream, and wiped away the whitewash.

Reflected in the water is a very elegant young man. It was so clean that it seemed to have been washed by the moonlight, with bright eyebrows and slightly curved lips. But when he lowered his head and stared at himself, the water droplets on his eyelashes were like tears, and they kept falling.

This is a young and unfamiliar face, not Wei Wuxian, the ancestor of Yiling who had turned the world upside down and drowned in blood and rain.

Staring at this face for a long time, Wei Wuxian wiped his face a few more times, rubbed his eyes, and sat heavily by the stream.

It's not that I can't bear the criticism of others. After all, I was very clear when I made the choice. What path will be faced in the future, I have already warned myself: remember Yunmeng Jiang's family motto - "Know that you can't do it" .

I just think that my heart is stubborn, but after all, people are not grass and trees.

The little donkey seemed to know that he was in a bad mood at the moment. Wei Wuxian sat by the stream and didn't respond. It looked back and smashed its hoof, but Wei Wuxian still ignored it. Hua Donkey had to come back angrily, biting Wei Wuxian's shirt with his teeth, pulling and pulling.

You can go, or you can't go, since it's all used to bite, Wei Wuxian goes with it. The flower donkey led him under a few trees and circled around a meadow. In the grass lies a Qiankun bag. A broken golden net hangs above it, which must have fallen when some unfortunate monk broke free. Wei Wuxian picked up the bag and opened it, and there were quite a few miscellaneous objects in it, such as medicinal wine gourds, talismans, a small mirror, and so on.

After digging for a while, he grabbed a talisman, and suddenly a flame burst into his hand.

The burning yin talisman, as the name suggests, uses yin qi as fuel, and it will automatically catch fire when it encounters yin qi. It burned as soon as it was taken out, indicating that there was a Yin spirit not far from Wei Wuxian.

As soon as he saw the firelight, Wei Wuxian was on guard, holding it up to test the location. Turning to the east, the fire was weak, and turning to the west, the flames jumped up suddenly. He took a few steps towards this side, and saw a white rickety figure appear under a tree.

After the talisman was burned, embers fell from his fingertips. An old man turned his back to him and was making a muttering sound.

Wei Wuxian approached slowly, and the old man's muttering became clear.

"It hurts, it hurts."

Wei Wuxian asked, "Where does it hurt?"

The old man replied, "Head, head. My head."

Wei WuXian said, "I'll take a look."

He took a few steps to the side, turned to the old man's side, and saw a big blood-red hole on his forehead. This is a dead soul, mostly murdered to death by being hit on the head with a weapon. He was wearing a shroud, and the materials and workmanship were excellent, indicating that he had been properly buried. Not the lost soul of the living.

However, such a dead soul should never appear on this Dafan Mountain.

Wei WuXian couldn't figure out what was unreasonable, he just felt it was not good, jumped on the back of the donkey, slapped it, drank it, and incited it to chase in the direction Jin Ling and others entered the mountain.

There are many monks wandering around the ancient tombs, intending to wait for the rabbits. Some people boldly raised the flag of summoning yin, but only a group of yin spirits who were crying and grabbing the earth were summoned. Wei Wuxian restrained the rope, glanced around, and asked in a loud voice, "Excuse me, let me tell you a word. Where are those young masters from the Jin and Lan families?"

After washing their faces, someone took care of them, and a monk replied, "They left here and went to the Temple of the Goddess."

Wei WuXian asked, "The Temple of the Goddess?"

After hearing that the immortal-bound nets were all broken, the hometown retailer sneaked up again and was also in the night patrol team. The middle-aged man looked at the man's clothes and the baring donkey, like the madman who saved them just now. He was quite embarrassed and pretended to be okay, but the round-faced girl showed him the way: "Over there. It's on this mountain. A grotto shrine."

Wei WuXian asked, "Which type of immortal is worshipped in the shrine?"

The round-faced girl said: "Okay, it seems to be a natural stone statue of the goddess of heaven."

Wei WuXian nodded, "Thank you."

Immediately, 100,000 hurriedly rushed towards the Tiannv Temple.

Lazy people marry, Tianlei splits coffins, fiance, father and daughter who were killed by jackals lost their souls successively, gorgeous shrouds... Like beads, they are connected into a complete line.No wonder Fengxie Pan couldn't point out the direction, and the Zhaoyin Banner couldn't work.They all underestimated the things in this Dafan Mountain.

It's not at all what they're meant to be!