If it gets later, it’s time to hold a torch and walk in the mountains and forests. Wei Wuxian walked for a while, but he didn’t meet many monks. He was quite surprised: Could it be that some of the families who came here were Buddhist monks?

The people in Jiao Town continued to talk and argue endlessly, while the other group was just as helpless as the group before and returned in defeat?

Suddenly, a cry for help came from the front.

"Someone is coming!"

"Help!"

The voice was both male and female, and it was full of panic and panic, and it didn't seem to be fake. The cry for help in the barren mountains and mountains was nine times out of ten caused by evil spirits, luring unsuspecting people into a trap. Wei Wuxian was extremely happy.

The more evil the better, I’m afraid it’s not evil enough!

He rode his donkey towards the sound, but he couldn't see anything in sight, but when he raised his head, he saw no monsters or monsters, but the family of rural farmers he had met at the edge of the field before, hanging from a tree by a huge golden net.

The middle-aged man was originally patrolling the mountains and forests with his descendants, but they did not encounter the prey they longed for. Instead, they stepped into a snare set by an unknown wealthy person and was hung from a tree, complaining incessantly. When someone came,

I was suddenly overjoyed, but when I saw a madman, I was immediately disappointed. Although the rope of this Immortal Binding Net is thin, the material is of high quality, and it is unbreakable. Once caught, you will be tortured by humans, gods, demons, and ghosts for a while. Unless

They were chopped apart by superior immortal weapons. Let alone let them go, this lunatic didn't even know what it was.

Just as he was about to ask him to find someone to help him, a light sound of branches tapping leaves approached, and a young man in a light-colored shirt emerged from the black forest.

This young master has a little bit of cinnabar between his brows. He is handsome and somewhat mean-spirited. He is very young, about the same age as Lan Sizhui. He is still a half-year-old boy. He carries a tube of feather arrows on his back, a long golden sword and a long bow in his hand.

The embroidery on the clothes is exquisite, and an extraordinary white peony is formed on the chest. The golden thread shines with tiny pieces of light in the night.

Wei Wuxian secretly sighed, "Rich!"

This must be a young master of the Lanling Jin family. His family is the only one who uses white peony as their family crest to compare themselves to the beauty of the country. They regard themselves as the king of flowers and secretly flaunt themselves as the king of immortals. They use cinnabar on their foreheads to express metaphors.

"Enlighten the wisdom and brighten the will, and shine the bright light on the world."

The young master was ready to shoot with his bow, but when he saw that the Immortal Binding Net was holding people, he suddenly turned impatient: "It's you fools every time. There are more than 400 Immortal Binding Nets in this mountain.

We haven't caught the prey yet, but you guys have already destroyed a dozen of them!"

Wei Wuxian still thinks: "Have money!"

A fairy-binding net is already worth a lot of money. He actually deployed more than 400 of them in one breath. A smaller family would have to go bankrupt. It is worthy of the Lanling Jin family. But such abuse of the fairy-binding net and indiscriminate capture, how could it be?

Hunting at night is clearly to drive people away and not let others have a chance to get a share of the pie. It seems that the monks who evacuated before were not because the prey was stinging, but because the famous family was difficult to mess with.

After walking along the road for a few days, and listening with great interest just now in Fojiao Town, Wei Wuxian also heard a lot about the ups and downs of the world of cultivation in recent years. As the ultimate winner of the centuries-old immortal sect melee, Lanling now

The Jin family oversees and leads all the families, and even the head of the family is honored as the "Immortal Governor". The Jin family was originally proud and liked luxury and wealth. Over the years, they have been high and powerful, and the family has become strong, and they have raised all the children in the family to run wild.

, even if the lower family is humiliated in every possible way, they can only swallow their anger, and such a small rural family cannot be offended. Therefore, although the young man's words were harsh and the faces of those who were hung in the net turned red, they did not

Dare to scold back. The middle-aged man said in a low voice: "Please do me a favor and let us down."

The young man was anxious that his prey had not appeared for a long time, so he just took his anger out on these country bumpkins. He clasped his hands and said, "You just hang here, so as not to wander around and get in my way! Wait until I catch him."

Soul-eating beast, I will let you down if I remember you."

If they were hung like this on a tree for a night, if they happened to encounter that thing wandering in Dafan Mountain, they would be unable to move, but they would only have their souls sucked dry. The man who gave Wei Wu the apple

The round-faced girl was frightened and cried. Wei Wuxian was sitting cross-legged on the back of the donkey. When the donkey heard the cry, his long ears trembled and he suddenly jumped out.

It jumped out and let out a long cry. If the cry wasn't so unpleasant, this unstoppable heroic force would be rightly said to be a thousand-mile horse. Wei Wuxian was caught off guard and was thrown off his back by it, almost falling on his head.

The flow of blood broke out. The donkey rushed towards the young man with his big head forward, as if he was sure that he could push him away with his head. The young man still had an arrow nocked, and he just drew his bow towards it. Wei Wuxian didn't want to look for it again so soon.

A new mount was pulled hard on its reins. The young man looked at him twice, but suddenly showed a look of shock, then turned to disdain, and curled his lips and said: "So it's you."

Hearing this tone, which was half surprised and half disgusted, Wei Wuxian blinked. The young man said again: "What, you went crazy after being driven back to your hometown? How dare you be released to see others after you were painted like this!"

"

He seemed to have heard something extraordinary?!

Could it be that—— Wei Wuxian slapped his thigh. Could it be that Mo Xuanyu’s father is not the head of some miscellaneous sect, but the famous Jin Guangshan?!

Jin Guangshan was the head of the previous generation of the Lanling Jin family. He passed away long ago. Speaking of this man, it is difficult to say a word about him. He had a powerful wife with a prominent family background, who was famous for being henpecked, but he was afraid of returning home, and women still had to take care of him.

Wrong, no matter how powerful Mrs. Jin is, she can't keep up with him twelve hours a day, so she will not let go of anyone she can get, from rich ladies to prostitutes in the countryside. Moreover, although he likes to have affairs with women and has children out of wedlock.

There are many women, but it is easy to like the new and dislike the old. When they get tired of women, they will completely forget about them and have no sense of responsibility. Among the many illegitimate children, there is only one who has an outstanding personality and was recognized back. He is the current head of the Lanling Jin family.

Jin Guangyao. Moreover, Jin Guangshan even died in disgrace. He was confident that he would get stronger and stronger, and he wanted to challenge himself and fool around with a group of women. However, unfortunately, he failed and was immediately exposed. This was really unspeakable, so the Lanling Jin Sect unanimously declared the old sect master to the outside world.

It was because he was overworked, so everyone in the family tacitly understood it and pretended not to know. In short, these are the real reasons for his "famous reputation".

During the mass grave siege, apart from Jiang Cheng, Jin Guangshan contributed the most. Now that Wei Wuxian has taken over his illegitimate son's home, he really doesn't know how to settle this account.

When the young man saw him in a daze, he felt disgusted and said, "Get out of here! I'm so disgusted by the sight of you. I'm going to cut my sleeves off."

Calculating the seniority, Mo Xuanyu might be an elder like this young man's uncle, but to be humiliated like this by a junior, Wei Wuxian felt that if not for himself, he would have to be humiliated for Mo Xuanyu's body.

, said: "It's true that a mother is born without a mother."

Upon hearing these words, two clusters of furious flames flashed in the young man's eyes. He pulled out the long sword on his back and said solemnly: "What - what did you say?"

The sword's body was full of golden light, and it was a rare high-grade sword. Many families worked hard all their lives and never got to touch such a sword. Wei Wuxian looked at it carefully, and he felt that this sword looked familiar, but the golden sword

He had seen quite a few of Mang's top-grade swords, so he didn't think about it in detail, but turned a small cloth bag in his hand.

This was a "spirit-locking bag" that he had pieced together temporarily by picking up a few scraps the day before yesterday. The young man slashed at him with his sword, and he took out a small piece of paper cut into a human shape from the spirit-locking bag, and turned to avoid it.

Then, he slapped the opponent on the back with his backhand.

The boy's movements were already very fast, but Wei Wuxian had done a lot of things like slapping people behind their backs with his feet, and his hands and feet were faster. The boy felt his vest go numb, his back felt heavy, and he fell to the ground involuntarily.

, the sword fell to the side with a clang, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get up, as if Mount Tai was pressing down on him. On his back lay a ghost that died of gluttony, pressing him tightly until he couldn't breathe. Although the kid was weak, it was difficult to deal with such a stupid kid.

Without further ado, Wei Wuxian picked up his sword, weighed it, and cut off the immortal net above with one swing.

The family fell to the ground in embarrassment and hurriedly ran away without saying a word. The round-faced girl seemed to want to say thank you, but was pulled away by her elders. She was afraid that if she said a few more words, the golden master would hate him even more. The young man on the ground was furious.

Said: "Die Duanxiu! Okay, you, if you have low spiritual power and practice, you will not be able to follow this evil path, so be careful! Do you know who is coming today?! Today I..."

Wei Wuxian said sincerely, "Ah! I'm so scared!"

Although his previous set of cultivation methods has been criticized by others and will harm the practitioners' physical essence in the long run, it has quick results and is not limited by spiritual power and talent. Therefore, it is extremely tempting to take shortcuts and practice privately.

There was never a shortage of Xi's people, so this young man thought that Mo Xuanyu had gone astray after being kicked out of the Lanling Jin clan. This suspicion was reasonable and reasonable, and it also saved Wei Wuxian a lot of unnecessary trouble.

The young man put his hands on the ground and couldn't get up after several attempts. His face turned red and he gritted his teeth and said, "If you don't pull away, I'll tell my uncle that you'll die!"

Wei Wuxian wondered: "Why uncle and not father? Who is your uncle?"

Suddenly a voice sounded from behind, three points cold and seven points cold:

"I am his uncle. Do you have any last words?"

As soon as he heard this voice, the blood all over Wei Wuxian's body seemed to rush to his head, and then faded away completely. Fortunately, his face was already pale, and it would not be abnormal if it were whiter.

A young man in purple clothes strolled over, wearing a light robe with arrow sleeves, his hand pressed on the hilt of his sword, and a silver bell hanging on his waist, but the bell could not be heard as he walked.

This young man has thin eyebrows and apricot eyes. His appearance is sharp and handsome. His eyes are blazing, with a faint hint of attack. He looks at people like two rays of cold electricity. He walked ten steps away from Wei Wuxian and stood still, his expression

Like a sharp arrow on the string, ready to go, even his posture reveals a sense of arrogance.

He frowned and said, "Jin Ling, why did it take you so long? Do you still want me to come over and ask you to go back? Why don't you get out of here if you look like this!"

After the initial numbness in his mind passed, Wei Wuxian quickly came back to his senses, hooked his fingers in his sleeves, and withdrew the piece of paper. Jin Ling felt a looseness on his back, and immediately grabbed his sword and climbed up, dodging

He walked to Jiang Cheng, pointed at Wei Wuxian and cursed, "I'm going to break your legs!"

The two uncles and nephews stood together, and one could vaguely see that their facial expressions were two or three points similar. They looked like a pair of brothers. Jiang Cheng moved his fingers, and the piece of paper slipped out of Wei Wuxian's fingers and flew in.

In his hand, he glanced at it, and there was a burst of anger in his eyes. He exerted force between his fingers, and the paper burst into flames, and was burned to ashes amidst the screams of the Yin Spirit.

Jiang Cheng said solemnly: "Break his legs? Didn't I tell you that if you encounter such evil evil ways, you will kill the dog that feeds you!"

Wei Wuxian didn't even bother to hold the donkey, and flew back. He thought that after so many years, even if Jiang Cheng had great hatred for him, it would have dissipated. Unexpectedly, it couldn't be so cheap. Instead of dissipating,

Instead, like an old wine, it gets stronger with time, and now it has turned its anger on all the people who follow his example in cultivation!

Someone was guarding him from behind, and Jin Ling's sword attack became more fierce this time. Wei Wuxian put two fingers into the soul lock bag, and was about to make a move. A blue sword light flew out like lightning, and struck Jin Ling's sword, directly killing this top-grade sword.

The golden light of the fairy sword instantly disintegrated.

It's not that the sword is superior, but that there is a real disparity in strength between the sword wielders. Wei Wuxian had calculated the timing, but didn't want to be disturbed by the sword light, so he staggered and fell to the ground, just as he was about to pounce.

A pair of snow-white boots stood in front of him. He froze for a moment, then slowly raised his head.

The first thing that catches the eye is a slender sword edge as clear as ice.

Among hundreds of schools of thought, this sword is famous, and Wei Wuxian has experienced its power countless times when fighting side by side and drawing swords against each other. The hilt is made of pure silver refined through secret methods, and the sword body

It is extremely thin, clear and transparent, exuding the cold air of ice and snow, but cutting iron like mud. Therefore, the whole sword looks light and airy, as if it has an air of immortality, but in fact it is extremely heavy, and even ordinary people cannot swing it at all.

——"Avoid dust".

The blade of the sword was reversed, and there was a loud scabbard sound above Wei Wuxian's head. At the same time, Jiang Cheng's voice came from afar: "Who is it? It turns out to be Second Young Master Lan."

The pair of white boots walked around Wei Wuxian, taking his time and taking three steps forward. Wei Wuxian raised his head and stood up. When he passed by them, he looked at him for a moment as if unintentionally.

The person who came here was covered with moonlight, and he was carrying a seven-stringed guqin on his back. The body of the qin was narrower than an ordinary guqin, and the whole body was jet black with soft wood color.

This man wears a moire on his forehead. He has a fair complexion and is extremely handsome, as if polished. The color of his eyes is very light, like glass, which makes his gaze look too cold. There is a hint of frost and snow in his expression, which is almost

He was so solemn and solemn that even when he saw Wei Wuxian's ridiculous face, he was still unfazed.
To be continued...