However, fondling for a while, Jiang Cheng then forced himself to restrain the slightest hostility.
He was unpleasant, but as the head of a family, he had more to consider and could not be as impulsive as a kid like Jin Ling. Since the decline of the Qinghe Nie, now the three major families, Lanling Jin and Gusu Blue two due to the head of the family's personal relationship is very close, he independently hold the Yunmeng Jiang, in the three families can be said to be in isolation. The brothers have always been on good terms, and it is best not to tear the skin off if they can.
Then again, Jiang Cheng's sword "three poisons" and the blue forgetfulness of the sword "dust" has never been formally fought, the deer is not yet known. Although he has this family heirloom ring "purple electricity" in hand, blue forgetfulness machine that "forgetfulness machine" zither but also has a great reputation. Jiang Cheng most intolerable is to fall behind, without ten percent certainty, he did not consider and blue forgetting to fight.
Jiang Cheng slowly withdrew his left hand that was fondling the ring. It seems that blue forgetfulness has made up its mind to intervene in this matter, and it is not convenient for him to be the villain again. The first thing you need to do is to write this down. Jiang Cheng made a trade-off, turned his head to see Jin Ling still indignant to cover his mouth, said: "Hanguangjun to punish you, you will be subject to his discipline this time. It's not easy to control the heads of other juniors."
His tone was mocking, and he didn't know who he was mocking. The company's main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to its customers. The company's main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to its customers. If you can't get what's in this Da Fan Mountain today, you don't have to come to me in the future!"
Jin Ling fiercely glared at Wei Wu Xian, but did not dare to glare at Lan Qi Qi, who had punished him for forbidden to speak, put his sword into its sheath, saluted the two elders, and retreated with his bow. Lan Si chased after him and said, "Sovereign Jiang, the Gusu Blue Clan will return the destroyed Immortal Binding Net."
Jiang Cheng sneered, "No need!" He chose the opposite direction and walked down the mountain. Behind them, the guests followed in silence, knowing that they would be punished inevitably when they returned.
When their figures disappeared, Lan Jing Yi said, "This Jiang patriarch is like this!" The family's teaching is that you can't talk behind people's backs. Lan Si chase smiled lightly at Wei Wu Xian and said, "Mo Gongzi, we meet again."
Wei Wu Xian tugged at the corner of his mouth. However, Blue Forgetting Machine spoke up, the instruction was concise and clear, the rhetoric was not flashy: "Go do something."
Only then did several juniors remember what Da Fan Mountain was for, put away their other thoughts, and respectfully waited for other teachings. A moment later, Blue Forgetting Machine said again, "Do your best. Do not try to be strong."
This voice is low and magnetic, if you are close, you must hear the tip of the heart tremble. The juniors replied in a disciplined manner, not daring to stay any longer and walked deeper into the forest. Wei Wu Xian said to himself, "Jiang Cheng and Lan Zhan are really two different people, even their advice to their juniors is completely opposite. When he was thinking about it, he suddenly saw Lan Zhiji nodding to him unnoticeably and couldn't help but faintly stare.
This person is so serious since his youth that it hurts his teeth, serious and rigid, as if there is never a lively time, no sand in his eyes, and does not approve of Wei Wu Xian's practice of the ghost path. The company's main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to the public. Wei Wuxian immediately returned the salute without thinking, and when he looked up again, the back of the blue forgetfulness machine had disappeared.
After a pause, he turned around and walked towards the bottom of the mountain.
No matter what prey is in the Da Fan Mountain, he can't take it. Wei Wu Xian and who grabbed it will not grab with Jin Ling.
Surprisingly, it was Jin Ling.
There are so many sons and daughters in the Lanling Jin clan, he really didn't expect that the one he met happened to be Jin Ling. If he had known, how would he have ridiculed Jin Ling for being "born of a mother but not raised by a mother"? If someone else had said this to Jin Ling, he would have taught this person what it means to say that trouble comes out of the mouth. But the one who said so was himself.
After standing still for a moment, Wei Wu Xian raised his hand and gave himself a slap.
This slap was very loud and hard, the right side of the face was hot and snappy, and suddenly the bushes next to some snooping, Wei Wu Xian glanced at the emergence of a flower donkey head, hanging hands. The donkey took the initiative to come over this time, Wei Wu Xian pulled its long ears and laughed bitterly: "You want to save the beauty, but let me go to the righteousness."
The donkey was grunting when a wave of cultivators came up to the end of the hill. After more than four hundred immortal-binding nets were chopped up by Blue Forgetting Machine's flying mountain sword, the cultivators who were stumbling in Buddha's Foot Town came up again. This group of people are considered Jin Ling's opponents, Wei Wuxian pondered for a moment whether to beat them down again, thought about it, but silently gave way.
The group of children from various families with mixed clothing complained as they walked away, "This little prince Jin, the Jin and Jiang families are so spoiled with him, so domineering at such a young age, in the future if he takes over the Lanling Jin Clan, the sky will be turned upside down. We should not live!"
Wei Wu Xian slowed down his steps.
A soft-hearted female cultivator sighed: "How can we not spoil him and dote on him? His parents died at such a young age."
"Senior sister, you can't say that. So what if both parents are dead? There are many people in the world who have both parents dead, and if everyone is like him, then it's not going to happen!"
"To say that Wei Wu Xian is also really down to earth. Jin Ling's mother is Jiang Cheng's own sister, the sister who brought him up."
"Jiang loathsome is also wrong, brought out such a white-eyed wolf. Jin Zixuan is even more miserable, because with Wei Wuxian a bit of trouble in the past, ended up in such a situation."
"How does Wei Wu Xian have problems with anyone ..."
"No. In addition to the batch of crazy dogs he raised you also heard that he had a good relationship with who? The enemies are all over the place and people are angry, and even with the gentleman of the light are two look at each other, incompatible with each other."
"Speaking of which, today thanks to Hanguangjun ..."
After walking for a while, there was suddenly the sound of murmuring streams flowing into Wei Wu Xian's ears.
This was something he had not heard when he came. Only then did Wei Wu Xian realize that he had taken the wrong path down the mountain and had forked onto another road.
The moon was at the top of the hill and the stream bank was empty of leaves and frosty white water. In the reflection, Wei Wuxian saw a face that changed unpredictably with the water.
He ruthlessly slapped on the water, breaking up the comical face, lifting the wet palm, on the stream water, a few wipes away the powder.
Reflected in the water, is a very beautiful young man. Clean as if washed by the moon, Shu eyebrows and eyes, lips slightly curved. But when you look down and stare at yourself, your eyelashes are adorned with water droplets like tears, which can't stop falling.
This is a young and unfamiliar face, not the old man Wei Wu Xian, who had turned the world upside down and rained blood.
After staring at this face for a long time, Wei Wu Xian wiped his face a few more times, rubbed his eyes and sat down heavily by the stream.
It's not that he can't stand the words of others, after all, when he made his choice, he already knew exactly what path he would face in the future, and he had already warned himself: remember the family motto of the Yunmeng Jiang clan - "Knowingly not to do it".
But he thought his heart was as stubborn as a stone, but in the end, people are not grass.
The little donkey seemed to know that he was in a bad mood at the moment, so it was rare that he did not shout impatiently, but was quiet for a moment and left with its tail wagging. Wei Wu Xian sat by the stream and did not respond, he looked back and wrestled his hooves, but Wei Wu Xian still ignored him. The donkey came back unhappily, biting Wei Wu Xian's lapel with its teeth and pulling and tugging.
Since it was biting, Wei Wuxian went with it. The donkey led him to some trees and circled around a piece of grass. There was a Qiankun bag lying in the grass. There was a broken golden net hanging above it, which must have fallen from an unlucky cultivator when he broke free. Wei WuXian picked up the bag and opened it, there were a lot of miscellaneous objects inside, medicine and wine gourds, talisman seals, demon mirror and so on.
After digging for a while, he casually grabbed a talisman seal, and a flame suddenly shot up in his hand.
The burning is a Yin burning talisman, as the name implies, using Yin as fuel, and automatically starts a fire when it meets Yin, the more Yin, the more it burns. As soon as it was taken out, it burnt up, indicating that there were Yin spirits not far away from Wei Wu Xian.
Once he saw the fire, Wei Wu Xian was on guard and held it up to test his bearings. When he turned to the east, the fire faded, and when he turned to the west, the fire jumped up. He took a few steps this way, then saw a white hunched figure appear under a tree.
The talisman paper burned out, and the remaining ashes fell from his fingertips. An old man had his back to him and was making muttering sounds.
Wei WuXian slowly approached, and the words muttered by the old man's mouth became clear.
"It hurts, it hurts." 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 took a few steps to the side, turned to the old man's side, and saw a big blood-red hole in his forehead. This is a dead soul, most likely murdered to death by someone smashing his head with a murder weapon. He was wearing a life jacket, the material and workmanship are excellent, indicating that it has been properly buried. It is not the lost soul of a living person.
However, there should never be such a dead soul on this Da Fan Mountain.
Wei Wu Xian couldn't figure out what didn't make sense and felt bad. He jumped on the back of the donkey, slapped it and gave it a bark, and spurred it to chase in the direction Jin Ling and the others entered the mountain.
There were quite a few cultivators wandering around the ancient burial mound, intending to keep watch. Someone boldly held up a yin summoning flag, but only summoned a group of yin spirits crying to the sky. Wei WuXian strangled the rope, scanned the circle, and asked aloud: "Excuse me, a word. Where have the young males of the Jin and Blue families gone?"
When he washed his face, he was taken care of, and a monk replied, "They left this place and went to the Heavenly Maiden Shrine."
Wei Wuxian said, "The Heavenly Maiden Ancestral Hall?"
After hearing that the net of bound immortals had been broken, the family from the countryside quietly slipped up again and was among the night patrol. The middle-aged man looked at the man's clothes and the donkey with teeth, like the madman who had just saved them, and was embarrassed, pretending that nothing was wrong, but the round-faced girl pointed the way to him: "That way. It's a grotto shrine on this mountain."
Wei Wuxian asked, "Which gods are worshipped in the shrine?"
The round-faced girl said, "Well, it seems to be a natural stone statue of the goddess of heaven."
Wei Wuxian nodded and said, "Thank you."
At that moment, he ran in the direction of the Heavenly Maiden Shrine in a hundred thousand fires.
The lazy man married, the heavenly thunder split the coffin, the fiancé, father and daughter who were bitten to death by jackals lost their souls one after another, the gorgeous birthday dress ... was like a bead that was strung together into a complete line. No wonder the wind evil disk can not point to the direction, summoning the yin flag will not work even more. They all underestimated what was in this Da Fan Mountain.
It was not at all what they thought it was!