When Wei Wuxian traveled back in time

Although he was just a demon, Wei Wuxian's condition gave him a rough idea of ​​why Wei Wuxian's cheeks were so red.

After Lan Wangji carried Wei Wuxian into the cave, he set up an airtight restriction so that people outside could neither hear nor see anything.

It is this restriction that isolates the fog outside.

However, behind this restriction, Qiyuan can guess what will happen next just by using his toes.

So he naturally thought that this was the way to relieve the pain.

Although he couldn't see or hear anything, Qiyuan felt embarrassed when he thought that someone was doing that not far away. He was a good boy, but he was actually keeping watch outside someone else's bed. This was too much.

Now that these two people have finished their business and come out, Qiyuan doesn't even dare to look at them directly.

Seeing Qiyuan's unnatural look, Wei Wuxian knew that he must have imagined some scenes that were not suitable for children, and he immediately put another big bag on his head: "What kind of mess does the kid think about every day."

Qiyuan covered his skull with his hands: "I helped you keep watch while you were doing your work, but you hit me."

Hearing what he said, Wei WuXian wanted to hit him even more: “Do your job, whatever you do, if you think about something else, it won’t be as simple as two slaps.”

Qiyuan protected his head tighter with his hands, complaining in his heart that Wei Wuxian's unsatisfied look was even more ferocious than his sister's.

The three of them shuttled through the foggy jungle, one following the other closely. Although they had tried their best to identify the direction and find the center of the formation, they could not see anything more than two steps away, which really increased the difficulty.

If the eye of the formation is not broken, the fog will not dissipate and it will be difficult for Jiang Cheng and the others to wake up.

They had clearly come up the mountain as a group of people, but now there were only three of them left. The others were affected by the fog and fell into an illusion.

Wei WuXian thought about why he and Lan Zhan were not affected. Perhaps it was because the spell that Qi Fu cast on them the last time they left Yiling was still there.

After wandering around aimlessly for a while without knowing the direction, Wei WuXian asked, "Lan Zhan, how did you find that cave?"

Speaking of this wish, he became excited. He patted his chest and said, "I, I, I, you ask me, I found it."

Uh... Wei Wuxian felt indescribable feeling in his heart when he saw Qiyuan make such an expression on his face.

Forget it, Wei WuXian said: "Since you found it, can you find your sister's location?"

Qiyuan said without hesitation: "No."

Wei WuXian was puzzled: "If you can find the cave, why can't you find your sister's location?"

Qiyuan said, "It's not difficult to find a cave. I grew up in the mountains and forests, and I know the terrain of the mountains and forests very well. I can tell at a glance what kind of terrain, how big the slope is, and what kind of soil has water sources nearby."

This mountain is very large. If it is to be able to safely accommodate thousands of people for their performance, the terrain must be good enough.

A ridge or a mountain top are both good choices.

Wei WuXian said, “Since you sound so powerful, let’s go to the ridge of the mountain first, and then the top.”

After walking for a while, it was already dark and they could not see clearly the direction they were heading. If it were not for Qiyuan leading the way, it would probably take a long time for him and Lan Wangji to reach their destination accurately.

Soon the three of them arrived at a very high position on the mountain, and from this position, they would encounter a person who was moving forward slowly in the fog every few steps.

Move slowly, but surely.

At first Wei WuXian thought they were zombies, but when they got closer he realized they were villagers from the town.

The only difference is that these people were either sixty-year-old elderly people or three or four-year-old children. They did not blink, their eyes were unfocused, and there was no expression on their faces. They just moved slowly in the same direction.

There's no use trying to stop them from moving forward.

They seemed tireless. It was such a long distance from the foot of the mountain to this place, but people of all ages had climbed here.

Several hours had passed since the zombies began besieging the city, and the younger ones with better legs had already reached where the men in black wanted them to go.

Only the elderly and young children with mobility problems are still moving slowly forward here.

Along the way, Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji pressed acupoints on everyone they met to stop them from moving forward.

After all, what awaits them ahead is not a good thing.

It was the scattered people who were left behind along the way that quickly helped Wei Wuxian and the others find the final destination of this matter.

From a distance, there is a taller and wider wall in front of us. The area is wide and there are no tall buildings. It looks like a horse racing venue, but who would build a racecourse on the top of a mountain? So this should be an empty temple, but many houses have been demolished and turned into vacant land.

Right above the entire wall, there was a magic circle rising into the sky with golden light, as if some kind of ritual was taking place.

Qiyuan was anxious, as if he had sensed those things. He was panicking and couldn't wait to get closer. Lan Wangji said, "Wait."

Qiyuan took back the foot that had just stepped out: "What's wrong?"

Wei WuXian said, “There is a mechanism.”

After saying this, Lan Wangji opened and closed his Bichen Sword, and a gully appeared on the ground. The checkpoint above it had been destroyed.

After confirming that everything was correct, the three of them stepped forward.

But just by raising their foot, the mechanism that had been destroyed actually restarted and formed a giant Bagua formation under their feet.

The Bagua formation is surrounded by a circle, which is a barrier that can prevent anyone from entering or leaving.

The next second, a group of monks walked out of the temple.

They were dressed exactly the same as the group of men in black at the foot of the mountain.

One of the masked men walked forward, looked at the three people in the formation, clapped his hands and said, "Amazing, really amazing. We have already made it this far, but we didn't expect that there would still be someone who could break into the mountain. It's really amazing."

Wei WuXian sneered, “No, no, Master Li, you are too polite. If you want to be awesome, it’s you guys who treat human life as worthless. You are no better than the King of Hell.”

Li Zhicheng showed no sign of panic. He said calmly, "You can scold me as much as you want. I'm just doing things for others."

“But…” Li Zhicheng glanced up and down at Wei Wuxian, then looked at Lan Wangji and Qiyuan beside him: “Who are you? Why have I never seen you before?”

Wei WuXian said: “I am your ancestor.”