[Mo Dao Patriarch Empathy Body] Si Jun can be chased

The line of sight turned around, it was already the period of the Sun Shooting Campaign.

After a battle, Wei Wuxian returned to his tent, feeling more tired than ever.

The method he used to fight against the enemy was to control corpse puppets and evil spirits with his own soul, but when he was always tired of controlling with his soul alone, Wei Wuxian began to think about how to lighten the burden on his soul.

Then he remembered that he had seen a rare piece of iron essence in the belly of Xuanwu who was massacring in Muxi Mountain.

He found Jiang Cheng in private, and said that he was going out for some business and would be back soon.

After Jiang Cheng questioned him, Wei Wuxian only said that he wanted to refine a magic weapon against Wen Gou, and upon hearing that, Jiang Cheng let him go.

Wei Wuxian went to Muxi Mountain alone, and took out the iron sword that had sunk to the bottom of the pool.

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"It turns out that the Yinhu Talisman was forged from the iron sword full of resentment and hostility in Xuanwu's belly. No wonder it is so powerful."

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Wei Wuxian cast iron into the shape of a tiger talisman.

As we all know, the tiger talisman is used for commanding. As the name suggests, the Yin tiger talisman, whoever gets this tiger talisman, can command dead ghosts and fierce spirits to obey their orders.

Wei Wuxian went back with the Yinhu Talisman. He used the Yinhu Talisman for the first time on the battlefield, but it took a lot of effort to control it.

At the end of the battle, Wei Wuxian returned to the camp, looking at the Yinhu Talisman with a heavy heart.

The power of the Yinhu Talisman was very powerful, far exceeding his previous expectations.

He originally wanted to use it as an aid, but who would have thought that its power would faintly overwhelm him as the creator.

Moreover, this thing does not recognize the Lord.

That is to say, as long as someone obtains it, no matter who the person is, be it good or evil, friend or foe, and who owns it, it will be used by that person.

Once the Yinhu Talisman fell into the hands of the villain, Wei Wuxian couldn't believe what terrible consequences it would cause.

"No, you can't keep the Yinhu Talisman."

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"Wei Wuxian actually wanted to destroy the Yinhu Talisman?"

Everyone was a little surprised.

"But...if he wants to destroy the Yinhu Talisman, why is the Yinhu Talisman still in his hand?"

"This……"

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Wei Wuxian found a hiding place and set about destroying the Yinhu Talisman, but unexpectedly, the Yinhu Talisman was cast endlessly, and it was even more difficult to destroy it. It would take far more energy and time than he had forged the Yinhu Talisman in the first place. Time, but now is the critical moment of the Sun Shooting Campaign, Wei Wuxian simply cannot disappear for a long time.

It wasn't very long from his return to participating in the Sun Shooting Campaign, but the people around him, as long as they saw his methods, looked at him with fear and deep fear.

Ever since he decided to cultivate the way of ghosts, he had expected that his situation would not be good, but he never expected that not long after he came back to participate in the Sun Shooting Campaign, he would be squeezed out, even the members of the Yunmengjiang Sect would treat him Only fear.

The current world's tolerance for demons and heretics is extremely low, and the way of ghosts he practiced is undoubtedly demons and heretics in the eyes of these people.

He just used the Yinhu Talisman on the battlefield, and the bloody corpse mountain he caused was even more appalling.

If this situation continues, sooner or later he will end up in a situation where everyone gets it and kills him.

Judging from the expressions of those comrades on the battlefield today, the power of the Yinhu Talisman has obviously frightened these people, and the deterrent power is extraordinary.

Relying on the Yinhu Talisman in his hand, others dare not touch him easily, so it is better to leave it for now.

But it was difficult for him to fully control the entire Yinhu Talisman. After thinking about it, Wei Wuxian split the Tiger Talisman into two, so that it could only function when combined, and made up his mind not to use it lightly unless necessary.

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"Wei Wuxian never thought of relying on the Yinhu Talisman in his hand to commit crimes. What he wanted was to protect himself."

With a warm sneer, he glanced at the so-called orthodox monks who had spoken righteously.

The words of warmth make people feel ashamed.

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The Sun Shooting Campaign lasted for an unknown amount of time, and the battle situation in Langye was stalemate. Jiang Cheng took the Yunmeng Jiang Sect to Langye to support the Lanling Jin Sect who was stationed at that time.

When the war came to an end, Wei Wuxian came back from outside, but saw his senior sister crying outside Jin Zixuan's tent.

Although his senior sister had a good temper, except after the destruction of Lianhuawu, when he, Jiang Cheng and senior sister hugged each other and wailed loudly on the day they reunited, senior sister had never shed a few tears in front of others.

Not to mention crying so loudly and being so wronged in front of so many people.

After the Jiang Clan was destroyed, what Wei Wuxian cared about the most was Jiang Cheng and his senior sister. The status of the senior sister was still higher than that of Jiang Cheng, so he immediately panicked.

He ran forward and asked at a loss, "Senior sister, what happened? Don't cry, senior sister..." Before he could finish speaking, he saw Jin Zixuan who was stunned by the side, and suddenly flew into a rage.

Why is it this bastard again? Wei Wuxian still remembers what Jin Zixuan said in Yunshen in the past. He has no doubt that it was Jin Zixuan who made his senior sister cry, and immediately kicked him up and started fighting with Jin Zixuan.

This fight was earth-shattering, no less than the one in Yunshen Unknown Place in previous years.

All the monks in the resident area heard something and came out to fight.

"Young Master Wei, calm down, Young Master Wei!"

"The thing is like this. Miss Jiang brought a bowl of soup today. Mr. Jin bumped into him. Mr. Jin asked Miss Jiang what she was doing here. Miss Jiang said she made the soup herself. Mr. Jin didn't believe it. After some excuses, Mr. Jin said...just said...'Don't think that you can steal and trample on others' wishes because you are born in a family. Some people have a much nobler character than the former even though they are born in a humble family.' Also, please invite Miss Jiang Respect yourself, Miss Jiang, and cry."

Wei Wuxian was furious, threw away the cultivator who was pulling him, pointed at Jin Zixuan and cursed, "Jin Zixuan, one day I want you to die by my hands!!" while calling for the female cultivator to be dragged out .

Jin Zixuan was also extremely angry, "Wei Wuxian!! Don't go too far!"

Wei Wuxian ignored Jin Zixuan at all, pointed at the female cultivator with a flute in his hand, and asked with a gloomy expression, "Say, what's going on with Tang?!"

That female cultivator had heard of Wei Wuxian's vicious reputation long ago, so how dare she lie in front of Wei Wuxian, not to mention that the ghost flute in Wei Wuxian's hand almost poked her in the face.

So, the female cultivator knelt on the ground in fright, crying uncontrollably, "Young Master Wei, please forgive me, I, I was blinded by lard for a while, so..."

"I don't want to hear this!!" Wei Wuxian interrupted her sharply.

The female cultivator was trembling, stammering and explaining the loss, it turned out that the Yunmengjiang Sect supported the Lanling Jin Sect this time, due to the shortage of manpower, Jiang Yanli went to the battlefield with them.

She knew that her cultivation was not high, so she did what she could and was busy with the food for the monks.

Why are Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng willing to let the senior sister (sister) do this?But Jiang Yanli couldn't hold back, Jiang Yanli was good at cooking, and she was happy doing it herself, she got along well with others, didn't force herself to tire herself, and was very safe in the logistics, Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng didn't see each other again. stop.

Due to the harsh conditions and the shabby food, Jiang Yanli was worried that his two younger brothers would not eat well, so he would make two extra soups for Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng in private every day.

However, neither Wei Wuxian nor Jiang Cheng knew that Jiang Yanli made a third copy and gave it to Jin Zixuan who was also in Langya.

Jiang Yanli sent the soup without leaving a name, but this low-level female cultivator saw all of this.

She was a domestic servant of the Lanling Jin Sect, and because of her low cultivation, she had the same job as Jiang Yanli.

She was good-looking and knew how to take advantage of her loopholes. Out of curiosity, she stalked Jiang Yanli a few times, and she almost guessed what was going on.

He calmly took an opportunity, after Jiang Yanli delivered the soup and left, he wandered outside Jin Zixuan's room, intentionally letting Jin Zixuan see her.

Jin Zixuan managed to catch someone, so he naturally wanted to ask. This female cultivator was also smart, and she didn't directly admit that she made the soup, but her face was flushed, and she vaguely denied it. It sounded like she did it, but she didn't I wish Jin Zixuan could see through her painstaking efforts.

Therefore, Jin Zixuan didn't force her, but he started to look favorably on this female cultivator in action, and took good care of her, and promoted her from a servant to a guest.

For such a long time, Jiang Yanli didn't notice anything was wrong, until today, after delivering the soup, Jiang Yanli was bumped into by Jin Zixuan who came back temporarily to pick up the letter.

Wei Wuxian also knew what happened after that.

After some confrontation, the truth came to light.

Jin Zixuan froze, Wei Wuxian was furious, hating Jin Zixuan for trampling on his senior sister's wishes, and even slandering his senior sister, grabbing Jin Zixuan and beating and cursing.

Jin Zixuan's face was ashen, and he didn't fight back, and Wei Wuxian didn't fight back when he beat him.

Jiang Yanli finally calmed down from his grief, and took Wei Wuxian's hand.

At this time, Jiang Cheng and Jin Guangshan also came back.

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Many people don't know that so many things happened before Jin Zixuan and Jiang Yanli fell in love with each other.

After taking a look at Jin Zixuan, he couldn't help but think, Jin Zixuan is really lucky, if he was a different girl, he might never want to see him again.

Jiang Yanli actually forgave him.

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Among the empathy, there is not much about the shooting of the sun. Presumably, for Wei Wuxian, the three years of the shooting of the sun, the most important thing, is the incident of Jiang Yanli that he engraved in his heart.

When the screen turned again, it was already hunting in Baifeng Mountain.

Hundreds of monks choose a place where evil monsters haunt all the year round, and compete for the prey within the specified time according to their strengths. This is hunting.

Baifeng Mountain stretches across several miles and has a variety of prey. It is one of the three famous hunting grounds and has held many large-scale hunting.

Such grand events are not only opportunities for big and small aristocratic families to actively participate, show their strength, and recruit talents, but also opportunities for casual cultivators and rookies to make their name.

There is a wide square in front of Baifeng Mountain. Dozens of tall hunting platforms are erected around the square. There are crowds of people on it, and the sound of excited whispers is buzzing. The quietest one is naturally the tallest and most gorgeous one. A hunting platform.

Most of the people sitting on the stage are elderly celebrities and family members of the head of the family. The maids in the back row are either supporting the canopy or holding fans.

However, when Gusu Lan's cavalry formation appeared, this reservedness could no longer be maintained.

In night hunting, the real pursuit of prey does not depend on horses.

However, riding is one of the skills that the children of the aristocratic family must learn. On such a grand occasion, riding on the field is not only a symbol of etiquette, but also can create a grand momentum, which is truly beautiful.To put it bluntly, it is just a "rule" and "good-looking".

Lan Xichen and Lan Wangji sat on two snow-maned horses, leading the Gusu Lan clan's cavalry forward slowly.

Both of them had swords hanging from their waists, bows and arrows on their backs, and their white clothes wiped their foreheads and flew together.

The Lan's Shuangbi are really like a pair of flawless jade, ice sculptures and snow sculptures.

As soon as he appeared on the stage, it seemed that even the air was refreshing.

Numerous female cultivators were overwhelmed by it, the reserved ones just put down their fans, and looked around more urgently, while the bold ones rushed to the edge of the hunting platform, throwing the buds and flowers that had been prepared in the air. Suddenly there was a shower of flowers.

When seeing handsome men and women, it is customary to throw flowers at each other to express their admiration. The descendants of the Gusu Lan family have extraordinary talents and good looks because of their noble families. Lan Wangji and Lan Wangji have been used to it since they were 13 years old. The two of them remained calm and nodded slightly to the hunting platform to show their respect, and continued to move forward without stopping.

Suddenly, Lan Wangji raised his hand and caught a flower thrown from behind.

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Everyone in empathy can see that it was Wei Wuxian who threw it over.

"Wei Wuxian...what do you mean by this? Throwing flowers at each other to express his admiration, could it be that he is...to Hanguang-jun..." Before he finished speaking, he had to swallow the second half of the sentence.

Because the Hanguang-jun he was talking about was staring at him.

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Lan Wangji looked back, and saw behind him the Yunmeng Jiang Clan's cavalry, the leader of which was Jiang Cheng, smacking his lips impatiently, and beside him was sitting on a steed with a shiny black mane, With his elbows resting on top of the horse's head, he was looking aside as if nothing had happened, talking and laughing happily with two graceful nuns.

Seeing that Lan Wangji had reined in his horse, Lan Xichen said, "Wangji, what's wrong?"

Lan Wangji said, "Wei Ying."

Wei WuXian then turned his face away, and said in surprise, "What? HanGuang-Jun, did you call me? What's the matter?"

Holding the flower, Lan Wangji looked very indifferent, and said in the same tone, "Is it you?"

Wei Wuxian immediately denied, "It's not me."

The two female cultivators beside him immediately said: "Don't believe him, it's him!"

Wei Wuxian said, "How can you wrong a good person like this? I'm angry!"

The two female nuns laughed and pulled the reins, and ran back to their phalanx.

Lan Wangji lowered his hand holding the flower and shook his head.

Jiang Cheng said, "Zewu-Jun HanGuang-Jun, I'm sorry, please ignore him."

Lan Xichen smiled and said, "It's okay. Mr. Wei gave me the gift of flowers, and I thank Wang Ji."

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Not long ago, the ancestors of Yiling came back from the mass graves, piles of piles, making people feel depressed.

But at this moment, such an unruly Wei Wuxian actually gave them the illusion that nothing had changed.

Originally they thought that Wei Wuxian's temperament changed drastically after he came out of the mass grave, and then he became a big devil because he practiced the way of ghosts and damaged his mind.

But at this moment, Wei Wuxian is clearly very normal.

If they remember correctly, the hunting at Baifeng Mountain happened in the autumn of the previous year.

Why in just one year, Wei Wuxian was rumored to be a vicious big devil?

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When they walked away slowly with the fragrant wind and flowers raining all the way, Jiang Cheng looked at the handkerchiefs waving in a sea of ​​colorful silk on the viewing platform, and said to Wei Wuxian, "They throw it, what are you throwing?"

Wei WuXian said, "Look at him, why don't you throw two flowers?"

Jiang Cheng snorted, "How old are you, and what status are you still playing tricks like this?"

Wei Wuxian looked at him and said, "Do you want it too? There are still many on the ground, I'll pick them up for you?" As he said that, bending over, Jiang Cheng said, "Get lost!"

At this moment, Jin Guangyao's voice resounded over the square: "Qinghe Nie's cavalry enters!"

Nie Mingjue is extremely tall, and when he is standing, he gives people a great sense of oppression, and when he is riding on a horse, he has an overwhelming power to overlook the whole audience, and the noise on the viewing platform is much smaller in an instant.

When the famous men on the aristocratic family list come out, they almost inevitably get smashed in the rain, Nie Mingjue, who is ranked seventh, is an exception.

If it is said that Lan Wangji is cold with ice, like frost is better than snow, Nie Mingjue is cold with fire, as if he will burn with anger at any time, making people dare not easily provoke him.

Therefore, even though the girls with thumping chests had tightly grasped the sweaty flowers in their hands, they dared not throw them out, for fear of annoying him, and would smash the entire viewing platform with a single blow.

However, there were many male cultivators who worshiped Chi Feng Zun, and the cheers were especially deafening.

And Nie Huaisang next to Nie Mingjue is still very well dressed today, with a knife hanging on his ring and a paper fan gently shaking. At first glance, he looks like a good man in troubled times, but everyone knows that his knife will never be pulled out* *When the opportunity comes, I will probably just wander around in Baifeng Mountain to see the scenery later.

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This was the first time Nie Mingjue saw what he looked like in the eyes of outsiders, and he couldn't help being startled.

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After the Qinghe Nie clan, there was the Yunmengjiang clan.

Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng rode their horses onto the stage, and in an instant there was another rain of flowers that hit Jiang Cheng's face black, but Wei Wuxian bathed in it, feeling very comfortable, and waved his hands on the highest viewing platform.

The best seat on the stage belonged to Mrs. Jin from the Lanling Jin family, and sitting next to her was Jiang Yanli.

Before that, Madam Jin had been holding her hand and talking to her lovingly.

Jiang Yanli usually used an indifferent and inconspicuous description, with low eyebrows and smooth eyes, but when she saw her two younger brothers greeting her, her face suddenly brightened.

She put down her fan, said something shy to Mrs. Jin, walked to the side of the stands, and threw two flowers at them.

It took her the best effort to throw it, and Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng were worried for a moment that she would fall, but seeing Jiang Yanli standing still, they were relieved, and the two of them raised their hands to catch it easily, they both smiled slightly and put With the lavender flowers pinned to my heart, I moved on.

Many women around gave Jiang Yanli envious looks, she lowered her head and went back to Mrs. Jin's side.

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"Looking at it this way, Wei Wuxian is actually quite normal, right? If I remember correctly, quite a few people already called him an evil heretic."

"The way of ghosts he practiced, isn't it a heretical way of evil spirits?"

"Since when is the definition of evil heretics?"

"Wei Wuxian uses his primordial spirit to control corpse puppets and evil spirits. Demons and ghosts are all heretics. He uses this to control ghosts. How can he not be heretics?"

"That's not right. Wei Wuxian has never harmed anyone. If he is called an evil heretic based on the fact that his practice is to control ghosts, then what are the many immortal families who have harmed the common people just because they are born in the immortal sect? ? Could it be that being born in a fairy sect, you can justifiably not treat people as human beings? Take it for granted that you are superior to others?"

"Can……"

"In my opinion, evil heretics should refer to some people with bad conduct and evil everywhere."

There was no result in the debate here, but it caused many people to ponder.

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At this moment, a row of monks with gold patterns on a white background rushed out sitting on tall horses with light armor.

The person at the front with handsome features and armor was naturally the Patriarch Jin Guangshan.

Mrs. Jin quickly patted Jiang Yanli on the shoulder, took her hand and dragged it to the side of the stand, and pointed her to the riding formation of the Lanling Jin Sect below.

Amidst the neighing sound, he suddenly took the lead, ran around the square, and stopped abruptly.

The person on the horse has a handsome figure, white clothes like snow, his eyebrows are more handsome than a little cinnabar between his eyebrows, and his bow posture is heroic, which immediately set off a frenzy on the viewing platform.

The man glanced across the hunting platform intentionally or unintentionally, although he tried his best to keep his face sullen, there was an unconcealable arrogance in the corners of his eyes and brows.

Wei Wuxian sneered, and immediately laughed himself half to death: "I really convinced him, like a flower peacock."

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Jin Zixuan's face turned green, and this Wei Wuxian couldn't say a single nice word.

Jiang Yanli covered her mouth and chuckled, "Ah Xian doesn't mean anything malicious, Zixuan, don't mind."

"I, I don't mind..." Jin Zixuan said with twitching corners of his mouth.

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Jiang Cheng said, "Calm down, my sister is still watching from the hunting platform."

Wei WuXian said, "Don't worry, as long as he doesn't make Senior Sister cry again, I'm too lazy to bother. You shouldn't have brought her here."

Jiang Cheng said, "The Lanling Jin Sect strongly invites them, and it's too embarrassing."

Wei Wuxian said: "I think it was Mrs. Jin's invitation. She will definitely find a way to get Senior Sister and that male princess together later."

With that said, Jin Zixuan had galloped to the shooting range.

This row of targets is a checkpoint before officially entering the mountain. Those who enter the mountain to participate in the hunting must shoot one of them from a specified distance to be eligible for admission.

There are seven circles on the archery target, corresponding to the seven entry paths. The closer the arrow lands to the red heart, the better the corresponding path.

Without slowing down, Jin Zixuan pulled out a feathered arrow with his backhand, drew the bow and shot, hitting the red heart.

There was cheering from all sides of the hunting platform.

Seeing Jin Zixuan making a big splash, Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng's faces remained calm.

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Jin Zixuan's riding and shooting is good, but in comparison, Wei Wuxian is much better than him.

Everyone can feel that although Wei Wuxian disdains Jin Zixuan's ostentation, he doesn't mean to slap him in the face, but some people just like to play dead.

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Suddenly, a heavy hum came from not far away, and one person said loudly: "Whoever is here is not convinced, just come and try to see if you can shoot better than Zixuan!"

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"Who is this person?"

"He is Jin Guangshan's nephew, Jin Zixuan's cousin of the same generation, Jin Zixun. This person is a villain who bullies the weak and fears the hardest. When Wei Wuxian sympathized with him before, when Wei Wuxian smashed the alchemy, this person could not bear it and disappeared. "

"If I'm not mistaken, what he said was deliberately aimed at provoking Wei Wuxian, right?"

"That's right. I was there during the hunting at Baifeng Mountain. This Jin Zixun was an eye-opener for me. But at that time, the Lanling Jin Sect was powerful, and I didn't dare to provoke it."

"Hey, after going out from here, the Lanling Jin Sect's momentum may be greatly reduced. Have you noticed that although we sympathize with Wei Wuxian, this empathy is also an opportunity for us monks. In the past, most of them were people with tough minds and upright conduct. Those incompetent villains all disappeared in the two catastrophes of Shadan and Mass Burial Mound. The Lanling Jin family disappeared the most, and only Jin Zixuan remained in the direct line. The two of Jin Guangyao, and those affiliated with the Jin family don't know how much they have lost."

"Haha, you're right. It's no secret that Jin Guangshan has always wanted to be the Immortal Governor. We're just casual cultivators, and we're not qualified to participate. It's safe to avoid it. Now that we've gone through all this, the immortal sect has a hundred I'm afraid the family will have to settle down for a long time."

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Wei Wuxian glanced at him, knowing that Jin Zixun was provoking him, but Wei Wuxian simply ignored him.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Jin Zixun thought he was afraid and showed a complacent expression on his face.

Wei Wuxian said inwardly, I'll see you later.

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"Young Master Wei doesn't seem to have lost his temper at all."

"I thought Wei Wuxian had no temper, how did you find out that he has no temper?"

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Before Yunmengjiang's cavalry arrived at the shooting range, Wei Wuxian said to the Lan's Shuangbi who were setting up their arrows on their horses and trying their bows: "Lan Zhan, can you help me?"

Lan Wangji glanced at him, but remained silent.

Jiang Cheng said, "What are you going to do again?"

Lan Wangji said, "What is it?"

Wei WuXian said, "May I use it to wipe your forehead?"

Hearing this, Lan Wangji immediately withdrew his gaze and stopped looking at him.

Lan Xichen laughed and said, "Young Master Wei, there is something you don't know..."

Lan Wangji said, "Brother, don't say too much."

Lan Xichen said, "All right."

Jiang Cheng's face darkened and he said, "What do you want to wipe your forehead for? Hanging yourself? You don't have to thank me for lending you a belt."

Wei WuXian untied the black belt on his wrist, and said, "You can keep the belt, I don't need your stuff if you don't wipe your forehead."

Jiang Cheng said, "You—"

Before he finished speaking, Wei Wuxian quickly tied the black belt over his eyes and covered his eyes, strung the string, drew the bow, and released the arrow! !

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There was darkness in front of everyone's eyes, and most people didn't know what was going on.

But those who participated in the hunting at Baifeng Mountain suddenly remembered how glamorous Wei Wuxian was at that time.

Seeing that someone didn’t know, he described Wei Wuxian’s demeanor at that time, “Didn’t you see that Wei Wuxian’s series of actions were completed in such a smooth, lightning-fast way that others didn’t even realize what he was going to do, or even see clearly. With his actions, the red heart on the target was pierced through."

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After a moment of silence, there was overwhelming applause from all directions, even more fanatical than the one for Jin Zixuan just now.

The corners of Wei Wuxian's lips curled slightly, he turned the longbow twice in his hand, and then threw it back.

He didn't take off the black belt that covered him, and Jin Zixun groaned heavily in his ear, "It's just an opening arrow, you are blindfolded for these flashy things, if you have the ability, you will be blindfolded for the whole hunt? See the real chapter on Baifeng Mountain later, and the winner will be determined!"

Wei Wuxian said, "Okay?"

Jin Zixun waved his hand and ordered, "Go!"

After a while, Jin Guangshan's voice came, "Sovereign Jiang, Mr. Wei, what, you guys haven't entered the mountain yet? Beware that Zixun has snatched away all the prey."

Wei Wuxian said, "There's no rush. He can't take it away."

Everyone around was startled, Jin Guangshan was thinking about what "can't take it away" meant, but Wei Wuxian got off his horse and said to Jiang Cheng, "You go first."

Jiang Cheng said, "Take it easy, it's almost done."

Obviously Jiang Cheng knew what Wei Wuxian wanted to do.

Wei Wuxian waved his hand, Jiang Cheng reined in the reins, and led the Yunmeng Jiang Sect to gallop away.

Wei Wuxian, on the other hand, was blindfolded, with his hands behind his back, and walked towards Baifeng Mountain without hurrying, as if he was not here to participate in the hunting, but to stroll in his own courtyard.

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"Is it possible that Wei Wuxian really plans to not take off the black belt covering his eyes for the whole night hunt? How can he participate in the hunt?"

The person who asked this question obviously had not participated in the hunting in Baifeng Mountain back then.

Someone remembered what happened at that time and shook his head in silence.

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Wei Wuxian walked alone for a long time, and finally found a very suitable place to rest in the deep mountains of Baifeng Mountain.

An extremely thick branch grew horizontally from an even thicker trunk, blocking his way.

Wei WuXian patted the wrinkled bark a couple of times, and it felt very solid, so he jumped up lightly and deftly.

The noise from the hunting platform has long been blocked from the forest, Wei Wuxian leaned against the tree, his eyes narrowed under the black cloth.

The sun shines on his face through the gaps between the leaves.

He raised Chen Qing, breathed air from his lips, and caressed with his fingers.

The sound of the clear flute rushed to the sky like birds, and spread far and wide in the mountains and forests.

While playing the flute, Wei Wuxian lowered one leg and swayed gently.

The toes of the boots swept the weeds under the trees, and they didn't care if they got wet with the morning dew on the green grass leaves.

After the song was over, Wei Wuxian crossed his arms and leaned against the tree in a more comfortable position.

The flute was stuck in his bosom, and the flower was still pinned to his heart, exuding a slightly cool fragrance.

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"I see, Wei Wuxian can control the vicious corpse and evil spirit, no wonder he said others can't take it away."

"You only know now?"

"Speaking of which, Wei Wuxian is also really powerful. When he has the golden core, he is extremely talented. Even if he loses the golden core, he will forcibly recreate another way to walk. If this way is not unusual, his achievements inestimable."

"Isn't it too late to say what now? In short, people have no golden core now."

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