Chapter 24

No matter how realistic the night-hunting practice was, it wasn't a real battlefield. Although peace could allow more children to grow up, these children couldn't compare to those who survived the war, such as Wei Wuxian and Nie Ming.

Looking at the Ghost Hand that was barely trapped by the formation, Jin Xian's expression turned ugly. "Use magic weapons!"

Several people took out the magic weapons they'd made in school. They were flowing with light and vibrant colors. A few flags that only contained spiritual power couldn't compare to them.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred. The Ghost Hand broke free from the formation binding it and rushed towards Jin Ling. Standing opposite of Jin Ling, Jin Xian didn't hesitate to stab his arm with a short knife.

The smell of blood attracted the fierce corpse. It put down Jin Ling and turned to pounce on Jin Xian.

Wei Wuxian hurriedly controlled the fierce corpse to block it for him. Taking advantage of this opportunity, several youths placed their magic weapons in the right places.

The formation was complete.

The youths' gazes circled around Wei Wuxian's right hand, no longer paying any attention to it.

Lan Jingyi said to the other youths, "Set up a few more formations."

They were all nurtured by their families. They were talented and didn't lack money. Their magic weapons were refined by the dozen.

Wei Wuxian looked at the magic weapons on the formation enviously. The way he looked at them changed: from an elder looking at a junior to a poor man looking at a rich second generation.

Back then, he was also a young master of an aristocratic family. However, at that time, all the resources were in the hands of the Wen Family. It was already good enough for him to be able to bring two magic weapons with him. These kids, on the other hand, had five or six magic weapons. Moreover, it looked like there were more.

After reinforcing the formation, Jin Xian said to Blue Wish, "Release a distress signal. This isn't something we can deal with."

The night-hunting practice simulated a real scene. The instructors usually didn't make a move easily.

Blue Wish took out two fireworks. Jin Xian said, "Release one."

Lan SiZhui sucked in a breath of cold air. "Although this Ghost Hand is powerful, we can still deal with it if we work together with Jiang Zongzhu. Why should we release one?"

This was Jiang Xuan's rule. She would release three fireworks in Normal difficulty, and if anyone was free, they could rush over. If the children couldn't solve the problem but the teacher could, two would be released. One was the highest alert, and the elders who saw one of the fireworks had to rush over immediately. As for those who were nearby?

The people patrolling the watchtower must also come to the rescue immediately.

The reverse order was to prevent emergency situations. As long as one team was released, someone would come to rescue them.

And?

Kim Kwang-yao built the observatory bit by bit. Because of this, Jiang Xuan admired him very much. It was not easy for a child who grew up homeless to have such a kind heart. He was able to think about his own suffering so that other children would not have to go through it.

Even if he had done bad things before.

Lan Jingyi was short-tempered, so he snatched one and let it go.

The green fireworks exploded, illuminating Jin Xian's gloomy face.

He only stopped the bleeding slightly and did not heal himself. Because of the pain, he was frowning, but he did not look malevolent.

Jiang Yan explained to Lan SiZhui, "From the information we obtained from the villagers near Mo Family Manor and Lady Mo, we deduced that the evil spirit this time is not so powerful. Ayon is worried that this is a plot against the three big families."

Jiang Cheng put down his notebook and pen, then held onto San Du, his whole body on guard.

Indeed, the children's night hunting practice was all about those who did not look that powerful. This time, it was as if someone lured them over to catch the new generation of the three big families in one fell swoop.

There were two Shaozong's here, and Lan Jingyi was even the leader of this generation of the Lan family. If Lan Xichen did not have a son, he might be the next Clan Lord of the Lan family. If they were to die here …

The evil spirit within the formation was still struggling, and the children could not do anything about it. They had already exhausted quite a bit of their spiritual power, and they could not just let go of the evil spirit and run away by themselves. As cultivators, it was their duty to protect ordinary people. Thus, they could only wait for people to come and save them.

Wasn't the person who rushed over the earliest?

The person from the watchtower was Hankō-kun, how could they compare to him?

The person from the watchtower was still useful, and he was able to subdue the evil spirit that the children could not do anything about.

The children were slightly gloomy, they were still too lacking.

However, even if they were already exhausted, the children still held on and saluted towards Lan Wangji, Hankō-kun was the leader of the mathematics team, he held the power of life and death, and could not be offended.

Jiang Cheng also appeared from the darkness and saluted towards Lan Wangji.

Lan Wangji returned the salute, "Jiang Zongzhu, Jin Shaozong, Jiang Shaozong."

Wei Wuxian stared blankly at the two teenagers, they were Jiang Cheng's son and eldest sister's orphan, no wonder they looked so familiar.

Lan Wangji's expression softened, "You guys did very well.

I couldn't have done so well at your age. "

"Really?" After all, they were teenagers, and their skills were still not as good as Hankō-kun, who had made a name for himself on the battlefield.

Hearing his words, they were so proud that their eyebrows were raised.

After adjusting his breathing, Jin Ling ran to Jiang Cheng and complained, "Uncle, you don't know, we met a damned homosexual from the Kim family before, he cultivated the Path of Ghost, but he didn't wear a Soul-Locking Ring!"

Jiang Yan, who was still meditating, almost choked, this young lady really touched a sore spot!

He opened one eye and secretly glanced at Jin Xian.

Jin Xian walked behind Jin Ling and said to Lan Wangji and Jiang Cheng, "I saw this person in Jinlintai before, I suspect that he's been possessed."

Jin Ling looked around, "Eh?

Where is he? "

Jiang Cheng's face was cold, "He left while you were adjusting your breathing."

Lan Wangji came late and didn't see the whole process, but he knew that this was a ghost cultivator, but at that time, the children were all meditating and adjusting their breathing, he was afraid that Lan Wangji wouldn't be able to see everything, so he didn't chase after him.

Wei Wuxian, who ran away, was also very depressed, he wanted to steal a few magic treasures, but in the end, it was Lan Wangji who came, and Jiang Cheng was there the whole time, he couldn't afford to offend him, he ran away.

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After setting off a signal firework to indicate that the problem had been solved, the two adults brought the children to find an inn outside Mo Family Manor, and prepared to report the matter to Lan Xichen and Kim Kwang-yao, asking them to make a decision.

The children all fell asleep immediately, and the next day, they were woken up by a good biological clock, yawning continuously, and went downstairs to eat.

Jin Ling sat opposite Jin Xian, and while eating, he slammed his chopsticks on the table and said angrily, "Ayon!

Did you forget to apply medicine again?! "

The few children looked at Jin Xian, his behavior was normal, but his sleeves were slightly deeper.

Jin Xian put down his bowl, and said somewhat embarrassedly, "I was too tired yesterday and directly fell asleep, and when I woke up, I was too hungry, so I forgot."

Jin Ling walked over and applied medicine for him while nagging, "It's okay if you don't like to use healing techniques, but if you don't even apply medicine, when will you be ready?

If uncle and aunt see this, won't they beat you up … "

Jin Xian let him do as he pleased, and had a helpless expression on his face, but no matter how he looked at it, there was a kind of warmth.

On the other side, Lan Wangji and Jiang Cheng had also received a unified order, and all of the internship groups were to immediately stop their internship, and contact the nearest one.

Lookout Tower, and send them all back to the school.

Dafan Mountain, which was very close to them, was said to have a soul-devouring beast, and it attracted three internship groups to go there. Lan Xichen had Jiang Cheng and Lan Wangji go there first to bring all of the internship groups back.

Lan Wangji saw that Jin Xian's injury had split open again, and discussed with Jiang Cheng that they would rest for another day, and tell the kids tomorrow.

Jiang Cheng didn't feel that Hankō-kun was being considerate, and only felt that his nephew was loved by everyone, and that even Hankō-kun was bought over.

After eating, Jiang Yan walked over and hooked his arm around Jin Xian's neck, and said to Lan Jingyi, "Jingyi, you didn't play the Qingxin song for Shaoyong yesterday, play it now, and I also want to listen to it to calm my heart. Yesterday, I was scared to death.

Sizhui, are you guys coming or not? "

Blue Wish knew that they had something to discuss, and pulled Jin Ling and said, "Jin Ling and I are still very tired, and want to go back to sleep for a while."

The two groups separated, and the light in Jin Ling's eyes dimmed, "Obviously, I am the older brother." I should be the one protecting him.

Blue Wish comforted him, "At that time, we were in a hurry, and there was no better way. Shaoyong has always been too lazy to apply medicine, so you should urge him to treat it properly, and don't let it leave a lasting illness."

The other three troublemakers became cold as soon as they returned to their rooms. Lan Jingyi placed the zither on the table, but didn't play it, "Now that the evil spirit has been caught, but that person has run away, I don't know if it will be a problem."

Jin Xian took a peach pit strung with a red string from his neck and rubbed it, "Compared to that person, I think the evil spirit is more interesting. It came too quickly."

The other two teenagers looked at him strangely, "What?"

"After I stabbed myself, he turned around and charged at me too quickly. It was as if I was the one who did it."

At this time, he was leaning on the couch, and his black hair was tied up with a gold crown. It was a bit messy, but it was still very charming.

Jiang Yan and Lan Jingyi looked at each other, "Sure enough, this evil spirit came for the three great clans, or rather, it came for the Kim family. They were implicated."

But the three great clans were bound together for good or ill. Whoever wanted to break this situation was going against them.

The three children discussed this matter one after another, piecing together their deductions and writing a letter, which was sent directly to Kim Kwang-yao through the secret line in Jin Xian's hands.

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Wei Wuxian looked at the little green men jumping up and down to set up the array with a kind of Buddhist mentality, and said to the little donkey, "I've been dead for more than ten years, and I can't understand the aesthetics of the young people nowadays!"

The donkey looked at him with disdain, which made Wei Wuxian's heart ache even more, "These children all have the best treasures, but I don't even have a means of transportation, and can only dislike this little donkey."

Just as he was sighing and thinking about how to snatch the soul-eating evil spirit from these people, he saw a teenager from Mo Village sitting on a teacup. Wei Wuxian swore in the name of the YiLing Patriarch that it was definitely a teacup, and even had a handle. He flew above the crowd, took out a megaphone, and shouted down, "There are changes in the immortal world, all students stop practicing and immediately go to the nearest watchtower.

Then return to the school. "

Blue Wish was also sitting on a teacup, and slowly landed not far from Wei Wuxian, and shouted up, "Jin Ling, everyone heard it, come down quickly!"

Jin Ling controlled the teacup to land, and jumped out. The two teacups were next to each other, obviously a pair of teacups.

The other three people also arrived, and repeated Jin Ling's words so that everyone could hear it.

None of the little green men had any objections, and neatly packed up their things and headed to the watchtower.

They had been taught in school to do their best to protect themselves, and to contribute more light and heat to the Immortal Gate.

Other cultivators had warned them to be careful, and how many had offered to escort them?

The watchtower had said something like, "We're here, you don't have to worry about your own safety," and so on.

Wei Wuxian was not in the mood to sigh about the relationship between the Immortal Gate's fish and water. He stared at Jin Ling, "He's Jin Ling, Big Sister's son, then who is he?"