The journey of Emperor Donghua through time

Wen Ning immediately remembered the gentle and elegant young man in the team at that time. Although he was following behind them, he was often attracted by the group of young men in front.

At that time, I felt that Lan Sizhui was worthy of being a disciple of Gusu Lan's family. He had excellent etiquette and rules, and was elegant and upright in every way.

"So, he is A Yuan! That's great! Han Guang-jun, they taught him very well!" Although Wen Ning's expression was a little stiff, his tone was very happy, "Next time I see Han Guang-jun, I will definitely thank him."

“A Yuan has not recovered his memory, and Lan Zhan plans to tell him his life story after he comes of age,” Wei Wuxian explained.

"No need to tell him. If he hasn't remembered it, there's no need to tell him. He's fine now." Wen Ning's tone was extremely serious. He sincerely felt that Lan Sizhui was fine now and there was no need to tell him about his life story.

“Let’s talk about this later. Let’s get the bodies of the Wen clan members out first.” Wei Wuxian felt that the most urgent task now was to fish the bodies of the Wen clan members out of the blood pool. The matter of Lan Sizhui could be discussed later.

"Okay, Master, what should I do?" Wen Ning looked at Wei Wuxian.

“Help me protect the law, and don’t let anything disturb me. If we are forced to stop halfway, their bodies may turn to ashes.” Wei Wuxian’s tone was very solemn. Although he had set up a barrier outside the Demon Cave, he was afraid that something unexpected might happen.

"I understand! Don't worry, sir! I will never let anyone disturb you!" Wen Ning promised solemnly.

“Okay, then you stand guard at the cave entrance. I’m about to begin!” Wei Wuxian instructed Wen Ning.

"Okay." Wen Ning walked to the cave entrance obediently, observing the outside of the cave while paying attention to Wei Wuxian's situation.

Seeing Wen Ning standing guard at the cave entrance, Wei Wuxian began to draw a blood formation above the blood pool. As the formation was quite complicated, it took him a full hour to complete it.

After confirming that there was no problem with the formation, Wei Wuxian breathed a sigh of relief and began to continuously inject spiritual power into the blood formation.

After a while, the blood pool began to boil, but there was no sign of the Wen family's corpse. Wei Wuxian could only increase the injection of spiritual power. Although he was now in the Mahayana stage, he could not withstand the continuous output of spiritual power.

Wei Wuxian regretted not asking Lan Wangji to come along, but since things had come to this point, he could only grit his teeth and persevere.

Wen Ning was very worried when he saw Wei Wuxian sweating profusely, but he didn't dare to disturb him easily, so he could only walk around in circles anxiously.

When Wei Wuxian's spiritual power was almost exhausted, the bodies of the Wen family members were finally lured out by the formation. After confirming that they were all out, Wei Wuxian withdrew his spiritual power and gathered together the remaining spiritual consciousness in their bodies.

"Wen Ning!" After doing all this, he called Wen Ning over.

"Young Master, are you okay?" Upon hearing the call, Wen Ning ran over immediately, not caring about the corpses of his clansmen on the ground, and was very worried about Wei Wuxian's condition.

"It's nothing serious, it's just that my spiritual power is a little exhausted. I need to go to the space Perry to recuperate, which may take several hours. You deal with these corpses first." Wei Wuxian explained the situation to Wen Ning.

"Okay, I will take care of the bodies of Fourth Uncle and the others, and then I will wait for you to come back." Wen Ning said seriously, and urged him to recuperate quickly, "Young Master, go quickly!"

"Okay, I'll be back soon." After saying this, Wei Wuxian flashed into Space Perry. The flow of time inside was much faster than outside, so it would probably not take long for his spiritual power to recover.