After Lan Qiren asked Wei Wuxian to sit down, he took another look at this class of students.

"Jiang Yanli," Lan Qiren's voice rang out in the school.

"The student is here." Zimu was a little surprised. She didn't expect Lan Qiren to call on her, but she still stood up and answered.

"Do you think there is something wrong with what Wei Ying said?" Lan Qiren looked at Zimu deeply, as if he wanted to see from her answer how much she understood these ways of cultivation.

Zimu thought for a moment, then said calmly, "I think what you said is not wrong."

Lan Qiren listened to Zimu's answer and nodded slightly, then turned his gaze to the other students and asked, "What about the others?"

The other students all bowed their heads in silence, and Lan Wangji also frowned in thought.

"Let me tell you about another person."

......

"Sir, do you mean that the Yiling mass grave several hundred years ago was the most famous fairy mountain in the cultivation world?"

"..."

"I always thought that the reason why the mass grave was called the mass grave was because... no wonder our elders have to reinforce the seal of the mass grave every few years."

Wen Chao suddenly felt that the Qishan Wen family was indeed very powerful.

Lan Qiren felt relieved when he saw that these students had behaved themselves and were no longer so eager to resent them.

It was immediately announced that the next three days would be a holiday and people could go out but had to pay attention to the curfew.

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The next morning, Nie Huaisang and Lan Wangji were dragged in front of Zimu by Jiang Cheng and Wei Wuxian.

Mianmian went out as well because Jin Zixuan went out, while Wen Qing went to treat the injuries of Wen Chao and Wen Xu.

Zi Mu showed no mercy when he attacked the two prodigal sons of the Wen family.

It just so happened that Xian Zimu was the only one living there, so it was convenient for them to talk.

"So, resentment really can't be used by cultivators like spiritual energy, Senior Sister?"

Wei Wuxian frowned slightly, with a hint of doubt and unwillingness in his eyes, but he was indeed full of curiosity about this question.

"Wei Wuxian, what's the point of calling me sister? Didn't you hear what Mr. Lan said about Xue Chonghai's fate? Stop imagining nonsense."

As soon as Jiang Cheng saw Wei Wuxian's expression, he knew what he was thinking and interrupted him directly.

"Wei Ying" Lan Wangji also knows Wei Wuxian's temperament. Once he has an idea about a certain problem, it is difficult for him to let it go easily.

"Oh, I'm just curious, Lan Zhan, Junior Sister, what are you thinking about?" Wei Wuxian scratched his head, trying to lighten the atmosphere in his usual way.

"Go away, Wei Wuxian, I'm warning you, you'd better just be curious, otherwise you know my sister's Jiuyou."

Wei WuXian curled his lips and said, “I know, Jiang Cheng, stop nagging me. I just proposed an idea. Why are you all so nervous? Senior Sister hasn’t said anything yet.”

Lan Wangji looked at Wei Wuxian seriously and said, "Wei Ying, this is an evil way. Don't try it lightly." His eyes were full of worry, fearing that Wei Wuxian would go astray because of his momentary curiosity.

"Brother Wei, Brother Jiang and Second Master Lan are right. Xue Chonghai went from being a respected Grand Master to a demon who was wanted and killed because of his resentment. Isn't this lesson enough?"

Nie Huaisang whispered aside that Wei Wuxian was a friend he rarely acknowledged, and he did not want Wei Wuxian to touch the dangerous thing called resentment.

Wei WuXian sighed and said, “I know, but I always feel that if resentment exists, there must be a reason for it.” “Also, we have gone on many night hunts and have seen many cultivators bullying the common people. Aren’t they cultivating spiritual energy? Even though there is resentment in the Wind Evil Plate I made, how many people has it helped?”

"Axian is right about one thing, existence is reasonable." As soon as Zimu finished speaking, she was surrounded by four pairs of bright eyes, all of whom were attracted by her words and wanted to hear what she said next.

"......" Zi Mu said helplessly: "What if we regard spiritual energy as yang and resentment as yin?"

"Then they complement each other. How can there be yang without yin?" Nie Huaisang reacted quickly and immediately took over.

"Sure, Brother Nie has a quick mind." Wei Wuxian said carelessly, putting his arm around Nie Huaisang's shoulders.

"No, no, I don't dare. Brother Wei, why don't you let me go first?"

Nie Huaisang broke out in a cold sweat as Lan Wangji stared at him, but he couldn't get away and didn't know whether to let go or not, hoping that someone would save him.

"Wei Ying, it is forbidden to put your arm around someone's shoulders in the Cloud Recesses."

"Ah? Oh, okay then." Wei Wuxian withdrew his hand angrily.

Zimu looked at Wei Wuxian who had suddenly become honest, lowered his head and smiled without saying a word.

"Tell me, you usually rush out of the Cloud Recesses on your day off, why did you come to my place today?" Zi Mu looked at them and asked.

Wei WuXian said truthfully: "Oh, Brother Nie said he had something to ask Senior Sister, and I was the one who dragged Lan Zhan here."

"Yeah, so we came together."

"what happened?"

Nie Huaisang bit his lip, and after a moment, as if he had made up his mind, he told the story of the Nie family's sword spirit, and finally took out his copy of the Nie family's mental method from his arms.

“Brother Nie, you really believe in us.” Wei Wuxian said in surprise as he looked at the Nie family’s direct lineage mental method.

In the world of immortal cultivation, each family's mental methods are almost all secret, and they are the core secrets of the family.

It is difficult for outsiders and outer disciples to obtain complete mental methods. After all, these mental methods often contain the essence of the family's cultivation methods, and one can even discover the shortcomings of the family's practices from each mental method.

"Huaisang, take out the Nie family's secret method. Does your eldest brother, Sect Master Nie, know about it?" Zimu asked with a frown. She knew very well that this matter was of great importance.

"I don't know." Nie Huaisang answered in a low voice, with a hint of trepidation in his voice.

Jiang Cheng patted Nie Huaisang on the shoulder and said, "Then you're done. Just wait for Sect Master Nie to break your legs."

Although his words were a bit sarcastic, they also expressed the seriousness of the matter.

"It's not that serious, right? If you don't tell me and I don't tell you, my elder brother won't know either." Nie Huaisang said with a glimmer of hope.

"Huaisang, if you think I can solve the problems you mentioned, you shouldn't have kept it from your elder brother." Zimu said seriously and pushed Nie's mental method back.

"This is not just a matter of mental skills, it also involves the inheritance and safety of the Nie family."

"But... But my eldest brother may not believe what I say." Nie Huaisang said helplessly. He seemed to have little confidence in his position in his eldest brother's heart.

"That's not necessarily true. My senior sister will always believe in me and Jiang Cheng." Wei Wuxian interrupted. He thought of his senior sister's trust in them, which was an unreserved care.

"I've been a playboy for too long, it's different."

Nie Huaisang sighed. He understood that in his eldest brother's mind, he had always been an incompetent younger brother. It was indeed difficult to make his eldest brother believe what he said.

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