However, after rubbing for a while, Jiang Cheng forced himself to suppress his hostility.

Although he was very unhappy, as the head of a family, he had more considerations and could not be as impulsive as a kid like Jin Ling. Since the decline of the Qinghe Nie family, the Lanling Jin family and the Gusu Lan family have been very close to each other because of the close personal relationship between the heads of the three major families. He independently controlled the Yunmeng Jiang family and was isolated among the three families. Hanguang Jun Lan Wangji was a prestigious immortal, and his elder brother Zewu Jun Lan Xichen was the head of the Gusu Lan family. The two brothers have always been in harmony, and it is best not to tear each other's faces if they can avoid it.

Furthermore, Jiang Cheng's sword "Three Poisons" and Lan Wangji's sword "Bi Chen" have never been formally clashed, so it is still unknown who will win. Although he has the family heirloom ring "Purple Lightning" in his hand, Lan Wangji's "Wangji" zither is also very famous. What Jiang Cheng can't tolerate the most is being at a disadvantage. If he is not 100% sure, he will not consider fighting with Lan Wangji.

Jiang Cheng slowly withdrew his left hand from stroking the ring. It seems that Lan Wangji has made up his mind to intervene in this matter, and it is not convenient for him to be a bad guy. Let's make a note of this for the time being. Jiang Cheng made a balance, turned around and saw Jin Ling still covering his mouth angrily, and said: "If Hanguang Jun wants to punish you, you will accept his discipline this time. It is not easy to discipline the younger generation of other families."

His tone was sarcastic, but no one knew who he was mocking. Lan Wangji never argued, so he pretended not to hear. Jiang Cheng's words were thorny, and he turned around again: "Why are you still standing there, waiting for the prey to bump into you and stab you with your sword? If you can't get the thing in Dafan Mountain today, you don't have to come to me anymore!"

Jin Ling glared at Wei Wuxian fiercely, but he didn't dare to glare at Lan Wangji who had punished him to keep silent. He sheathed his sword, bowed to the two elders, and retreated with his bow. Lan Sizhui said, "Master Jiang, the Gusu Lan Clan will return the destroyed Immortal Binding Net in full."

Jiang Cheng sneered, "No need!" He chose the opposite direction and walked down the mountain. The guest behind him followed him silently, knowing that he would be punished if he returned, and he was frowning.

When they disappeared, Lan Jingyi said, "How could Sect Master Jiang be like this!" Then he remembered the Lan family's teachings, which taught people not to talk about other people's affairs behind their backs. He was so scared that he looked at Han Guangjun and shut up. Lan Sizhui smiled at Wei Wuxian and said, "Mr. Mo, we meet again."

Wei Wuxian twitched his lips. Lan Wangji spoke instead, his instructions were concise and clear, without any flowery words: "Go do something. "

Several of the younger generation then remembered what Dafanshan was for, put away other thoughts, and waited respectfully for other teachings. After a moment, Lan Wangji said again: "Do your best. Don't be too stubborn."

The voice was low and magnetic. If one got close, one would definitely feel a tremor in one's heart. The juniors responded in a proper manner, not daring to stay any longer, and walked towards the depths of the forest. Wei Wuxian thought to himself, Jiang Cheng and Lan Zhan are really two completely different people. Even their instructions to the juniors are completely opposite. Just as he was thinking, he suddenly saw Lan Wangji nod to him imperceptibly, and he couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

Lan Wangji has been so serious since he was young, as if he has never been lively. He cannot tolerate any sand in his eyes and is very disapproving of Wei Wuxian's practice of ghost. Lan Sizhui should have told Lan Wangji about his suspicious behavior in Mojiazhuang, but he still nodded to him, probably to thank him for helping the young Lan family out of trouble. Wei Wuxian immediately returned the greeting without thinking, 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 prey there was in Dafan Mountain, he couldn't take it. Wei Wuxian would never compete with anyone else but Jin Ling.

It turned out to be Jin Ling.

There are so many disciples in the Lanling Jin clan, but he never expected that he would meet Jin Ling. If he knew, how could he ridicule Jin Ling for being "born by his mother but not raised by her"? If someone else said this to Jin Ling, he would teach that person what it means to speak out of turn. But he was the one who said this.

After standing still for a moment, Wei Wuxian raised his hand and slapped himself.

The slap was loud and hard, and the right side of his face felt hot. Suddenly, there was a rustling sound in the bushes nearby. Wei Wuxian glanced and saw a donkey head popping out. He lowered his hand. This time, the donkey took the initiative to rub against him. Wei Wuxian pulled its long ears and said with a wry smile: "You want to be a hero to save the beauty, but you asked me to do something righteous."

The donkey was groaning when a group of monks came up from the end of the hill. After Lan Wangji slashed all the four hundred immortal binding nets with his flying sword, the monks who had been hesitating in the Buddha's Foot Town came back. This group of people were Jin Ling's opponents. Wei Wuxian thought for a moment whether to beat them down again. After thinking about it, he quietly gave way.

The young men from various families, dressed in mixed clothing, complained as they walked, "This young Master Jin, both the Jin and Jiang families have spoiled him like this, he's so overbearing at such a young age, if he takes over the Lanling Jin Clan in the future, there will be chaos. We're all dead!"

Wei Wuxian slowed down his pace.

A soft-hearted female cultivator sighed, "How can we not spoil him? He is just a little kid and both his parents died."

"Junior sister, you can't say that. So what if both parents are dead? There are many people in the world who have lost both parents. If everyone is like him, what will happen!"

"Wei Wuxian is really ruthless. Jin Ling's mother is Jiang Cheng's biological sister, the one who brought him up."

"Jiang Yanli was wronged for bringing up such an ungrateful person. Jin Zixuan was even more miserable, because he had a grudge against Wei Wuxian in the past, he ended up like this."

“Why does Wei Wuxian have a grudge against everyone…”

"That's right. Apart from those mad dogs he raised, who else have you heard of him getting along with? He has enemies everywhere, and even he and Han Guang-Jun hate each other and are incompatible."

"Speaking of which, today is all thanks to Han Guang-jun..."

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

This was something he had not heard when he came here. Wei WuXian then realized that he had taken the wrong path down the mountain and had branched off onto another road.

Leading the donkey, they came to the edge of the stream. The moon was high in the sky, and there were no branches or leaves blocking the sky above the stream bank. The stream was frost-white. In the reflection, Wei Wuxian saw a face that changed unpredictably with the flow of the water.

He slapped the water hard, breaking up the funny face, raised his wet palm, and wiped off the makeup with the stream water.

The reflection in the water was a very handsome young man. He was as clean as if he had been washed by the moonlight, with relaxed eyebrows and bright eyes, and slightly curved lips. But when he lowered his head and stared at me, the water drops on his eyelashes were like tears, falling continuously.

This is a young and unfamiliar face. This is not Wei Wuxian, the Yiling Patriarch who once turned the world upside down and caused bloodshed.

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

It's not that I can't stand the verbal attacks from others. After all, when I made the choice, I was very clear about what path I would face in the future. I had already warned myself in my heart: remember the family motto of the Yunmeng Jiang family - "Do it even though you know it is impossible."

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I just thought my heart was as hard as stone, but after all, human is not plant or tree.

The donkey seemed to know that he was in a bad mood, so it rarely barked impatiently. It was quiet for a moment, then swung its tail and left. Wei Wuxian sat by the stream without any reaction. It looked back and thumped its hooves, but Wei Wuxian still ignored it. The donkey had no choice but to come back angrily, biting Wei Wuxian's collar with its teeth and pulling at him.

It was okay to go or not to go. Since it was already bitten, Wei Wuxian followed it. The donkey led him under a few trees and circled around a patch of grass. A Qiankun bag lay quietly in the grass. A broken golden net hung above it. It must have fallen when some unlucky monk broke free. Wei Wuxian picked up the bag and opened it. There were a lot of miscellaneous items inside, including a medicinal wine gourd, talismans, a small magic mirror, etc.

After rummaging for a while, he casually grabbed a talisman and a ball of fire suddenly appeared in his hand.

The thing that was burning was a Yin-burning talisman, which, as the name suggests, uses Yin energy as fuel and automatically catches fire when it encounters Yin energy. The stronger the Yin energy, the more vigorously it burns. It burned as soon as it was taken out, indicating that there was a Yin spirit not far from Wei Wuxian.

Seeing the flames, Wei Wuxian focused his attention and raised it to test the direction. When he turned to the east, the fire weakened, and when he turned to the west, the flames suddenly jumped up. He took a few steps towards this side and saw a white hunched figure appear under a tree.

The talisman paper burned out, and the embers fell from his fingertips. An old man had his back to him and was muttering something.

Wei Wuxian slowly approached, and the words the old man muttered became clearer.

"It hurts, it hurts." During my years as a Taoist priest

Wei WuXian asked, “Where does it hurt?”

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

Wei WuXian said, “Let me take a look.”

He walked a few steps to the side, turned to the old man's side, and saw a blood-red hole on his forehead. This was a dead soul, most likely murdered by someone hitting his head with a weapon. He was wearing a shroud, the material and workmanship were excellent, indicating that he had been properly buried. This was not a lost soul of a living person.

However, there should never be such dead souls appearing on this Mount Dafan.

Wei Wuxian couldn't understand the unreasonableness of this and felt that something was wrong. He jumped onto the donkey's back, patted it, shouted, and urged it to chase in the direction where Jin Ling and the others entered the mountain.

There were many monks wandering around the ancient tombs, waiting for their turn. Someone boldly raised the Yin-summoning flag, but it only summoned a group of crying and screaming Yin spirits. Wei Wuxian tightened the rope, glanced around, and asked loudly: "Excuse me, where are the young masters of the Jin and Lan families?"

As expected, someone came to pay attention to me after I washed my face. A monk replied, "They left here and went to the Temple of the Goddess of Heaven."

Wei WuXian asked, “Temple of the Heavenly Maiden?”

After hearing that the Immortal Binding Nets had been broken, the rural residents quietly came up again and were also among the night patrol team. The middle-aged man looked at the man's clothes and the donkey with bared teeth, thinking that he looked like the madman who had just saved them. He was quite embarrassed and pretended to be nothing. The round-faced girl pointed the way to him: "Over there. It's a cave shrine on this mountain."

Wei WuXian pressed on: “Which deity is enshrined in the shrine?”

The round-faced girl said, "Yes, it looks like a natural stone statue of a goddess."

Wei WuXian nodded and said, “Thank you very much.”

He immediately ran towards the Temple of the Goddess of Heaven in a hurry.

A lazy man got married, a coffin was struck by thunder, a fiancé was killed by jackals, a father and daughter lost their souls one after another, and a gorgeous shroud… like beads, strung together into a complete line. No wonder the Wind Evil Plate could not point out the direction, and the Yin Summoning Flag would not work. They all underestimated the things in this Dafan Mountain.

It's not at all what they think it is!