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To lose and then regain is a fortunate event in life, but to gain and then lose again is a burden even the gods and buddhas may find hard to bear.
Lan Wangji made every effort to control his trembling hands, and sent someone to ask Lan Xichen to gather all the elders, guest officials, and disciples who were not in seclusion, while he himself set out early with thirty disciples he had trained.
Lan Wangji OS: (Wei Ying, wait for me!)
The nearest to the the Lanling Jin, when Lan Wangji arrived, he saw a large group of golden snow waves blocking the foot of the mountain, and another group of blue-gray beast-head patterned cultivators also arrived at the same time.
Three parties exchanged greetings. Although the leader of the the Lanling Jin personally led the team, Jin Ling was still a junior, and the the Nie Family sent stationed cultivators from the southern border of Qinghe. Nie Huisang sent word that he was on his way. In addition to the cultivators and wandering cultivators who came in response to the distress signal, there were now nearly two hundred cultivators gathered at Danxue Mountain, and the most prestigious and powerful Lord Hanguang naturally became the one giving orders.
Lan Wangji originally intended to split into three groups to explore the mountain, but the two disciples guarding the mountain informed him that Danxue Mountain seemed to be covered by an invisible barrier, making it impossible to enter. He immediately drew his sword and struck with force, but as the disciples had said, the sword's spiritual energy not only couldn't break the barrier, but was instead absorbed the moment it made contact.
At the same time, the two Big Birds in the cave, originally showing signs of fatigue under the pressure of the Soul Talisman, inexplicably flashed with a gleam in their four eyes, as if they had received a replenishment of energy. They screeched loudly, and from their beaks, they spat out two flashing, dark purple lightning balls, which struck Wei Wuxian. Despite Wei Wuxian dodging in time, he was still injured in the left arm, and blood flowed incessantly.
"Damn it, you sinful beasts still have the ability to hide and conceal. I really underestimated you!"
"Senior Wei!"
"No more nonsense, hurry and save them!"
According to the plan, Xiao Shuang Bi and two guest officials joined the battle, while the rest of the juniors each carried a missing person out of the cave in pairs. However, Big Bird, who had caught his breath, attacked even more fiercely. It seemed that one of them had entangled Wei Wuxian and the others, while the other was about to intercept the juniors who were about to enter the passage.
In a moment of desperation, Wei Wuxian discovered that beneath the stone peak lay buried bones. He immediately activated resentful energy, attempting to awaken the ghostly bones. His efforts were not in vain, as under the control of the ghost path, the stark white bones swiftly reassembled into a human form and shot out at high speed, breaking through the earth and entangling Big Bird.
One set of ghostly bones happened to land between Big Bird's two wings, and began gnawing at the black crystal, causing Big Bird to cry out in pain. Its right wing accidentally struck scalding magma, burning away a large portion of its feathers. This scene happened to catch Wei Wuxian's eye, revealing the black crystal as the creature's weak point.
Seeing the younger generation successfully entering the corridor, Wei Wuxian took the opportunity to shift his target and went straight for the injured Big Bird, taking down one after another.
"New ghosts detest, old ghosts weep, all ghosts emerge together!"
The highest spell of the Soul Talisman is the move "All Ghosts Come Out." With Chen Qing's blessing, more and more ghost bones crawled out from the earth and surged towards Big Bird. What's even more unexpected is that from the lava, lava Ghost hands also reached out, grabbing the bird's feet and feathers, pulling it down desperately.
"These two beasts don't know how much trouble they've caused!"
Two Big Birds are truly a pair. When disaster strikes, they don't fly away from each other. The other Big Bird flaps its wings to shake off the four people of Xiao Shuang Bi who are about to attack Wei Wuxian, but the Ancestor Yiling is not so easily bullied.
Prepared in advance, Wei Wuxian turns and throws a binding talisman, and dozens of vines formed from resentment tightly entwine the Big Bird. Then, using the struggling Big Bird as a foothold, Wei Wuxian jumps and concentrates fifty percent of his demonic energy on the black crystal on the injured Big Bird's back. However, the crystal is exceptionally sturdy, showing only cracks without shattering.
Witnessing the trapped Big Bird about to break free from the resentment vines, Wei Wuxian suddenly erupted, channeling an additional twenty percent of resentment energy, and delivered a fierce blow, finally shattering the black crystal. In the instant the crystal vanished, Wei Wuxian unexpectedly sensed a similar aura to that of Wrought iron.
Injured, Big Bird seemed drained of life, but its clear eyes seemed to express a sense of relief. After casting a distant glance at its companion, it descended directly into the molten lava, sinking slowly.
"Roar!" Clearly a bird, but it erupted with a roar akin to that of a dragon or tiger. Seeing the ferocious appearance of the remaining Big Bird, Wei Wuxian understood that the situation was difficult to resolve. Looking at the already injured Sizhui and the others, Wei Wuxian quickly made a plan.
On the other side, the people under Danxue Mountain were originally trying to break through the barrier, but for some reason, the barrier disappeared on its own. Lan Wangji didn't have time to think, he drew his sword and charged, but after running a few steps, he saw the younger members of the night hunting team with Wei Wuxian carrying someone down the mountain.
"Lord Hanguang!"
"Wei Ying? What happened?"
"Lord Hanguang, there are two particularly powerful monsters in the mountains, which are the missing villagers and cultivators from some time ago. Senior Wei, along with two senior brothers and Zhang Keching and Li Keqing, are currently battling these two monsters."
"Do you know what kind of monsters they are?"
"Senior Wei said they are like the divine bird phoenix, but for some reason, they are filled with demonic energy."
Upon hearing the words "phoenix," everyone became excited. That's the legendary divine bird! However, how could a divine bird exude such a demonic aura?
"One of you lead the way, the rest take the missing person down the mountain. The others, follow me up the mountain."
"Yes!"
Lan Wangji felt an increasingly ominous premonition in his heart. Others may not know, but he remembered reading in the ancient books in the library that the danger of a fallen demonic beast was immeasurable.
Lan Wangji OS: (Wei Ying, wait for me!)
At this moment, a deafening roar erupted from the mountainside, as if trying to blast a hole in the sky. In the next moment, several figures accompanied by screams exploded through the air.
"It's two senior martial brothers!"
Lan Wangji and a few disciples beside him leaped up to catch the two people, and landed safely, luckily without any danger.
"Lord Hanguang!"
"Where is Wei Ying!?"
"Hurry! Senior Wei is still in the cave! That demonic beast has gone mad!"
Sizhui and the other three are emanating resentment, and Lan Wangji can tell at a glance that they were protected by Wei Wuxian's resentment barrier and sent out. If Wei Wuxian can achieve this, the situation inside must be dire.
He seemed to have seen the Potter's Field that was besieged before. That time, he didn't see Wei Wuxian for the last time. Is the tragedy going to happen again? Is he going to lose Wei Wuxian again? Last time it was sixteen years (including three years of recovery), how long will it be this time?
"Sizhui, lead the way!"
Lan Wangji's spiritual power showed signs of unrest. Without a word, he plunged into the mountains, leaving Lan Sizhui momentarily stunned before quickly following his lead. One was concerned for his Dao companion, the other for his father-like Brother Xian. It could be said that they moved as swiftly as the wind, leaving the disciples and cultivators behind by a large margin.
However, today the heavens seemed determined to thwart their plans. Just as Lan Wangji reached the cave entrance, a gush of molten lava erupted from the passage, causing flames to soar wherever it touched. Although cultivators may have mastered "immortal arts," they were still mortal flesh and blood, unable to withstand the scorching heat of the lava. At this moment, even attempting to fly through on a sword was unlikely, as the raging tongues of fire grew higher and higher, carrying with them an inexplicable and impenetrable aura, making it impossible to advance even an inch.
"Lord Hanguang, be careful!"
Lan Wangji was in a state of confusion, single-mindedly thinking about how to save Wei Wuxian, and didn't notice the sudden attack of the fire. He was about to be swallowed by it, but then an ice wall blocked the fire, and he was pulled back by someone using spiritual power.
"Wangji! Are you hurt?"
" Lord Ze Wu!"
"Brother, Wei Ying... Wei Ying is still inside, I... I can't find him, I can't save him."
"Wangji, don't worry, there must be a way, we... be careful!"
Perhaps stimulated by Lan Xichen's spiritual power, the tongues of fire on the lava seemed to have gained intelligence and launched an attack on the crowd. Strangely, like the original barrier, these tongues of fire could absorb the spiritual power of cultivators. With the added spiritual power, the fire became even more ferocious. Even cultivators as advanced as Lan Wangji and Lan Xichen found it difficult to suppress the fire. Instead, they were forced to retreat to the foot of the mountain under the pressure of the raging fire and creeping lava.
At this moment, Danxue Mountain no longer has its original green forests and grass, resembling a flame mountain that cannot be approached.
Lan Wangji felt like he was about to go crazy, almost deforming the dust cloth in his hand with his grip. But the heavens seemed to show no mercy, instead tirelessly giving him another blow.
"Ah!!"
No one had ever heard such a mournful scream, but those familiar with it could tell that it was the voice of Wei Wuxian.
"Wei Ying!!!"
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