[Magic Way] After a thousand years, I pouted my own native language

The departure time was quickly set, and it was the next morning.

Five o'clock in the morning is bad news for those who have difficulty getting up, and it is even more painful for those who wake up. The household who have difficulty getting up here refers to Wei Wuxian.

People who are close to Wei Wuxian are basically unwilling to wake him up, that would be killing the enemy and hurting himself by eight hundred!

Except for Lan Wangji, everyone gave up on this huge project. After all, this guy would rather deduct credits than get up early.

In the end, I don't know what method Lan Wangji used, but Wei Wuxian walked out in a daze.

Nie Huaisang and the rest of his friends immediately looked at Lan Wangji with admiration, he is a ruthless person!

The road in the desert is more difficult, but it is not difficult for Wei Wuxian and the others.

But like Nie Huaisang, half of his body's weight rested on Nie Mingjue's body along the way, it was too much.Even Nie Huaisang's physical exertion would not be so wasteful.

He was yelling tired all the way, and he looked full of confidence. It didn't feel like he was exhausted at all. At most, he was moaning without illness.

Up to now, even Wenqing and Ah Jing haven't said anything about being tired to death. This guy is yelling all the way. How can a really tired and paralyzed person have the energy to yell about being tired?

Wei Wuxian was quite disgusted: "I doubt how your elder brother has endured all these years."

Nie HuaiSang snorted, "Honey, if you can't bear it, you have to bear it. There's nothing you can do. Who told you that you don't have a brother?"

Wei Wuxian replied naively: "I don't have an older brother but I have a great uncle!"

Nie Huaisang's choking appearance did not look like he had run out of energy.

Seeing that two people were about to fight if they had nothing to do, a sudden warm voice interrupted the farce.

Warm and flustered, he stopped in front of Wen Ning: "A' Ning!"

Everyone turned their gazes to Wen Ning one after another, only to see that Wen Ning was heading in another direction with straight eyes.

Wei Wuxian hurried over: "Wen Ning? What's wrong with you? Can you still hear me?"

Wen Ning didn't react in the slightest but just walked in one direction, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, what happened?

Originally, he planned to stun Wen Ning with a knife first, but this kind of attack was really light rain for Wen Ning, and it was not painful at all. He still stubbornly moved in another direction.

Lan Wangji was the first to notice something was wrong: "The direction is off."

Nie Huaisang deliberately didn't follow the directions on the map. He was trying to test it out, but he didn't expect the people behind the scenes to slap him in the face.

It's like tearing up the last false and false snakes, revealing their ferocious faces, they are now riding a tiger, and Wen Ning has become like this, he can't ignore what he says.

Starting from the tomb of Lan's tomb, there is no great sense of crisis but it is intriguing. It is like an introduction, arousing their curiosity, and then the tomb of Nie's tomb is full of doubts and dangers, and even more so is their previous identities. Throw it out, let them trace some subtle traces back to the past, just like pushing them forward, but now, all the camouflage is torn off, forcing them to move forward, even cutting off the back road, interlocking , They couldn't stop even if they wanted to.

Nie Huaisang was a little confused: "I'm still wondering why our identities were exposed so abruptly in Nie's tomb. It turned out that the hole had already been dug, and we jumped in foolishly and filled it up! What the hell am I? Crazy?"

Wei Wuxian's expression was also a bit complicated. It was uncomfortable to be led by the nose by his past self, "Did General Ghost listen to Patriarch Yiling alone?"

Wen Ruohan: "Otherwise? You want us to go to the mass grave after a thousand years. Since Yiling Patriarch wants us to go, why not?"

Wen Ruohan's words suddenly relaxed everyone's tense nerves. It was the Yiling ancestors they believed in who wanted them to go to the mass grave. Faith has reached a new height, and time has made Yiling Patriarch a light in people's hearts.

Wei Wuxian didn't understand why they all relaxed for a moment, even Patriarch Yiling, wouldn't he be angry when he was led by the nose?

Nie Huaisang stopped Wei Wuxian's doubts that were about to come out: "It's useless, will you question your uncle?"

But Yiling patriarch is not his great uncle, he is a person from a thousand years ago, what a fart a person who has been a thousand years ago knows!

Nie Huaisang, like Wei Wuxian, doesn't believe in the so-called Yiling Patriarch, nor does he believe in himself. What he believes must be something he understands. He can't understand people who have been dead for thousands of years. How can we talk about trust? ?

Or maybe they lacked something compared to others, forget it, now they have to move forward, Wen Ning, Wen Ning, what a good move!

Wen Ning's forward speed was neither rush nor slow, and the desert was surprisingly calm. Song Zichen had never seen such a desert, without strong winds or sandstorms. In order for them to reach their final destination, it seemed that the forces of nature had died down.

But this is not normal. Sometimes Song Zichen even thinks that all this is their illusion after being exhausted in the desert, and the smoothness is unbelievable.

After the sun went up and down several times, they finally saw the legendary mass graves. It was not accurate to say that they were mass graves. What they saw was the rising black mist over the desert, like the smoke from a bonfire.

At this time, no matter who is in the heart, there is the same thought-finally it has arrived.

The mass graves appeared very abruptly in the desert, out of tune with the surrounding scene, as if being forcibly held in place by someone, and with the continuous stream of black air came a strong sense of oppression.

Until now, the sense of relief that everyone had completely trusted in Yiling Patriarch was gone, no matter what, the scene in front of them was too frightening.

A high mountain rises in the sky, without direct contact with the desert, and almost every step he takes on the top of the mountain is walking on the corpses everywhere.

Lan Jingyi: "This... is this a mass grave?"

Ouyang Zizhen: "It turns out that there really are mass graves. I thought that all these are myths and legends."

Wen Yuan: "I seem to... have seen this scene somewhere, it's so familiar."

Ah Jing: "Are we really going in? It feels terrible, and the mountain is so high, we didn't bring climbing ropes."

Wei Wuxian: "Go in!"

Wei Wuxian, who had been extremely repulsed by the mass grave just now, was completely reversed when he arrived here. He felt as if he suddenly understood something.

Nie Huaisang: "We've already come here, we won't be reconciled if we turn around, and civilization has already entered, so let's hurry up."

Abnormal!

Everyone can't describe what is abnormal, but it is abnormal. The two people who were obviously resisting just now are indeed the only ones who firmly want to enter the mass grave besides warmth.

Lan Xichen: "I think it's better to just... forget about it!"

In the middle of Lan Xichen's words, Wei Wuxian and Nie Huaisang took advantage of the fact that everyone was not paying attention, and flew up with lightness kung fu, and Lan Wangji, who had been paying attention to Wei Wuxian, also followed behind.

Lan Jingyi looked confused: "What the hell? How did they get up there? Did I lose my vision just now? They can actually fly! Wait, where are you going, A Yuan?"

Just as Lan Jingyi was shocked, Wen Yuan followed and flew up.

What, what the hell!

Wen Ruohan pondered for a while: "Perhaps there is the suppression of cultivators. I remember Wei Wuxian once said that from the end of Xuanzheng period, everyone's cultivation base began to regress a little bit, until now they have all become ordinary people. Maybe some sort of repression was created, and this is where that repression was lifted."

Nie MingJue: "No matter what, go up and have a look first, you can't just leave them there."

Several people agreed with Nie Mingjue's proposal. Sure enough, when they wanted to climb the mass grave, they also flew up like Wei Wuxian and the others, while Ah Jing was left behind because she Can't fly up.

Ah Jing didn't stay here for a long time. After some people disappeared, two figures, one black and one red, appeared.

When she saw the man in black, she felt an inexplicable disgust.

The man snorted disdainfully at her, and followed the woman in red into the mass grave.

Ah Jing stomped her feet in a hurry, she was a little worried about Song Zichen and the others, because the man just now didn't look like a good person.

The mass grave is a very mysterious place in the hearts of modern people. They have imagined what the interior of the mass grave looks like, and they are also curious about the place where the ancestors of Yiling were born. Books always say that the mass grave is a It's a very dangerous place, but how dangerous it is is not described in detail in the book, and perhaps the person who recorded the history doesn't know what the mass graves look like.

Standing inside the mass grave now, Lan Wangji can only feel that it is so dark that he can't see his fingers, and the wind is blowing, and his sense of direction here is like a broken compass.The feet are uneven, and I don't know whose bones they are stepping on. Sometimes I hear babies crying, sometimes I hear crazy laughter, and there are endless screams.

Irritability!

Lan Wangji was silently reciting Qingxinyin. He seemed to be aware that this feeling of irritability made him even more restless. The Mass Burial Mound is a place where all the grievances of the world are gathered. It is said that the Mass Burial Mound can only be entered and cannot be exited. This legend is really true. Suspected of exaggeration.

Historical Records: The ancestor of Yiling was born in a mass grave.

Born in this kind of place, what kind of person is the ancestor of Yiling, who is like a god in their hearts?

Wei Wuxian, Wei Ying.

Lan Wangji closed his eyes and kept calling that person's name in his heart. Qing Xinyin did not lead him to break through barriers, but Wei Wuxian's name allowed him to break through many barriers and hear the most authentic voice of ghosts.

——Hanguang-jun, I beg you to keep Mr. Wei!I am willing to devote my thousand years of cultivation to help you!

Lan Wangji opened his eyes abruptly, "Wei Ying!"

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Finally arrived at the mass grave