"Hanguang-kun, there has been a change in the Yiling mass grave recently"
"What's the change?"
Lan Wangji put Wei Ying's hand into the quilt and covered it, and walked out of the room
For three months, the four major families, Lingwu Peak, Wangxian Pavilion, and even the entire cultivation world have been looking for the young man in white named Xian Xian, but he seems to have evaporated from the world, and there is no news
After Wei Ying had woken up once that day, before he woke up, Lan Wangji also found that the remnant soul on his body was getting more and more unstable. He could only rely on his spiritual power to stabilize his soul every day. In just three months, Lan Wangji seemed to have passed a thousand years. Generally, the human eye can see that he is much older. The white hair that Wei Ying cured him back then faintly appeared again
"There is a lot of construction there, as if someone was building a fairy mansion"
Lan Wangji is pausing in his robe
"Aren't there the Wen clan living there?"
"The Warm Wenning siblings moved out of the mass grave with their clansmen as early as after the death of Senior Wei and returned to the place where Dafan Mountain once lived, so the mass grave has long been vacant."
"Do you know who is building Immortal Mansion?"
Logically speaking, he is an immortal governor. If someone wants to open a sect, he will definitely write an official document and submit it, but he has not received such an official document recently. Apart from returning to Yunshen to convey spiritual power to Wei Ying every day, he is basically looking for envy. The elder brother has been helping to handle official documents, and every day he will tell him what happened in the cultivation world that day. I have never heard the elder brother mention this matter
"I heard that it is a monk named Wang Xian. This person is haunted and has been wearing a mask. No one has ever seen his true face. Do you want to send someone to Yiling to see it?"
"No, I'm going to Yiling today, and I'll go in person when the time comes."
Lan Wangji clenched his hand to avoid the dust and walked towards the pine breeze, water and moon
Wang Xian?
I have never heard of such a person in the cultivation world, but why does he feel a little inexplicably familiar?
...
"Father, where are we going to find Father today?"
Lan Wangji picked Lan Nian up from his uncle, and took his imperial sword to the direction of Yiling
"Yiling"
Lan Wangji tightly hugged Lan Nian's hand and wrapped the small cloak a little tighter. Lan Nian in his arms only showed a pair of big eyes
"Father, you said that Dad didn't come back for so long, did he stop thinking about it?"
The little man in his arms was covered with a layer of water mist, and it seemed that he would cry in the next second
"No, daddy loves it the most, he won't stop thinking about it"
Lan Wangji's voice was choked and hoarse
"Father, why did Daddy leave? Did you * him off? Red Daddy and Envious Daddy in the quiet room, who do you care more about?"
Lan Nian tilted her little head and asked solemnly
"Nian'er... it's father's fault, father shouldn't make him angry, but... they're the same person."
A tear fell on Lan Nian's face. He looked up at Lan Wangji. His frosty face was already covered with tears
"Father, don't cry. When you find your father, I'll help you explain it to him and tell him that your father loves him very much."
The little man in his arms raised his chubby little hand and wiped his tears for Lan Wangji. The soft and glutinous voice made Lan Wangji's heart hurt more and more, and Envy always talked to him so softly...
On New Year's Eve, a happy day for the family, he was full of joy and wanted to give him an unforgettable New Year's Eve, but he left in that way. He thought of his thin clothes, he was penniless, and he was helpless. Lan Wangji's heart ached for a while, and the pain made him unable to breathe. He won't forgive himself, will he?
As they got closer and closer to Yiling, Lan Wangji became inexplicably flustered...
