When Wei Wuxian traveled back in time

Although the young man’s heavenly tribulation will not be directly befell Wei Wuxian, such a fate is like a rope hanging Wei Wuxian firmly on the edge of a cliff.

The rope looked very strong and showed no signs of breaking.

The man was tied up tightly and hung on the edge of a cliff. He was tied up well and looked like he could still swing on it.

Apart from the bottomless cliff underfoot, there seems to be no danger, but no one knows when the danger will come.

There may be unexpected events in the weather, and a bolt of lightning may strike the person on the cliff and fall into the abyss below.

From the young man’s perspective, if Wei Wuxian wants to ascend, he has to work at least twice as hard as Lan Wangji did.

Of course, in addition to working hard, one must also resist the disasters that may befall upon one's fate, but all of this is unknown.

It is not certain whether it will actually come.

Young people believe that love is just an emotion that arises from the heart, a physical and even physiological impulse.

It is not as necessary as eating and sleeping in life.

After all, love is something that is dispensable in itself.

Otherwise, how could the word "abstinence" exist in the world?

The six senses are pure and not disturbed by the world. Emptiness is color, and color is emptiness.

Therefore, as for Lan Wangji, the young man felt that it would be better for him to be without love.

Without love, they feel free. Since they are cultivators, they focus on cultivation and then ascend to heaven. Isn’t this the best choice in life?

However, after the young man followed Wei Wuxian deeper into those scenes, he suddenly discovered that he seemed to not understand human emotions at all.

His understanding of those feelings seemed a little too superficial.

As Wei Wuxian really came out of the scene.

One who can still treat another person as before even without love; one who can still walk out of the mistake even if he sees it, push away the fog, open his heart and accept it again.

The young man didn't know what to say about this.

He kept Wei Wuxian, the soul that represented his thoughts. He was very curious and wanted to study carefully what this emotion was.

The young man confessed a general idea to Wei Wuxian, letting Wei Wuxian know that what he saw in those scenes, and the choices made by Lan Wangji that were different from those in his memory, were all caused by him.

Wei WuXian said: “…”

The young man looked at her silently for two seconds, his face calm and his heart steady, as he held the teacup and drank.

Wei WuXian said: “So, from the beginning, you could have done Lan Zhan’s soul swap in the blink of an eye.”

The young man said, “Not even in the blink of an eye.”

Wei WuXian asked: “How long will it take?”

The young man said, "Half an incense stick."

Wei WuXian: “…” This is only a little longer than the time it takes to blink.

The two of them chatted about random things.

Watching him drink, Wei Wuxian, who had been worried about Lan Wangji's condition, also became a little greedy. He picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

The pure and fragrant wine has a hint of fishy smell in its flavor, but the fishy smell is not particularly strong.

This was the wine that the old woman gave him when he had hypothermia the first time he came here.

Wei WuXian smacked his lips and said, “This wine of yours is different from what I usually drink.”

The young man asked, "What's the difference?"

Wei WuXian said: “Other people use fruits, grains, glutinous rice to make wine, but you smell like fish.”

Hearing this, the young man raised his eyebrows and said calmly: "The fishy smell is natural. Have you ever heard of chewing wine?"

“!!!” Wei WuXian’s eyes widened, his hand holding the cup trembling a little: “Could this be you…!!”

“Hahahahahahahahahaha!!!” Seeing that he was really tricked, the young man laughed out loud.

His expression was cheerful, completely different from the tired look he had when he first appeared.

Wei WuXian realized that this person was teasing him: “I can’t believe that you still have such a temper at your age.”

The young man said: "Age is just a fictitious number and has nothing to do with behavior."

Wei Wuxian stared at the wine glass in his hand. The liquid inside was as transparent as water and looked normal. However, when he thought of what this guy had just said, Wei Wuxian felt sick to his stomach.

He put the drink back on the table and didn't touch it.

Seeing this, the young man explained again: "Don't worry, I was just discussing with you just now. You should be able to hear that I am lying to you. This wine is not made by mouth. It is made from sea flowers I got from the deep sea."

"You have spiritual veins and blessed lands everywhere in the human world, growing spiritual herbs, ganoderma, spiritual dew and so on. Of course, we have them in our seas as well, and they are many times better than yours."

Seeing that he was unmoved, the young man continued: "Don't worry, I really didn't lie to you this time."

"Drinking this stuff can improve your beauty, prolong your life, etc. It's no big deal for you humans."

As he spoke, the young man looked at Wei Wuxian and then at the wine on the table. He thought of something, then stood up and took out two jars of wine from the cabinet in the room and gave them to Wei Wuxian:

"Take this with you when you return, and bury it in the back hills of your Cloud Recesses."

Wei WuXian didn’t move.

The young man pushed the jar of wine towards him and said, "Take it. Maybe you can use it if you have any minor illness or pain in the future."

"But I think it's best if you don't need to use it. It's always good to keep it."

Wei WuXian understood what he meant, thanked him and put the jar of wine into his Qian Kun bag.

The cabinet where the wine jars were placed was now empty, with only these two jars left.

Wei WuXian retracted his gaze and said, “You said you wanted to understand our human emotions, but now you only have one of my souls in your hands. How can it help you understand?”

"That's easy to do." The young man said, "Although this soul only has your thoughts and no emotions, I don't need too much. After injecting that soul into the container, it can still move around here as usual like you did before."

"When I have time later and wake up, he can talk to me here."

Wei WuXian asked, “Wait for you to wake up? Do you want to fall asleep?”

The young man nodded. His body was almost completely depleted, and he could only barely transform when he appeared in front of Wei Wuxian.

Once Wei Wuxian and his group leave, it means the matter has come to an end.

He would settle the affairs of the village, and then inject Wei Wuxian's soul back into the old woman's container.

The old woman would resume her free activities as usual and continue to collect incense offerings from the villagers for him.

His body is weak now, and having lost his main source of spiritual power, he is only left with these incense sticks to sustain himself.

But the incense could only keep him awake, he needed to fall into a deep sleep to accumulate spiritual veins.

He may sleep for three or four years, maybe ten or twenty years, or maybe a hundred years.