[Mo Dao Zu Shi Fanfiction] I Raise A Ying in Yiling

Chapter 365 The Lingering Sound of the Old Qin and Flute (9)

The sky was clear and the air was fresh, with a clear blue sky and light clouds hanging in the air. It was a very pleasant day.

However, the people on earth had no time to appreciate such a beautiful scene. The people, fully prepared, stood in silent and solemn rows, their bright eyes filled with only frank determination and unwavering resolve.

Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji, holding flutes and swords and standing solemnly before the crowd, carefully traced the faces of each familiar person, whether young or old, before them. Then, they raised their flutes and Chenqing, unleashing the awe-inspiring aura of their ancestors, and gave a chilling shout.

"My heart is my master, my destiny is my own! Follow me, my friends, to fight this great calamity and seize the last chance of survival!"

"My heart is with my Lord! Together we will fight this calamity! We will fight to save lives!"

"My heart is with my Lord! Together we will fight this calamity! We will fight to save lives!"

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The unified and powerful shouts of hundreds and thousands of people shook the heavens, and the entire world was suddenly filled with a terrifying and chilling aura, like a bloodthirsty peerless sword being drawn from its sheath, pointing majestically at the enemy to be encountered!

Wei Wuxian paused, then gripped Chenqing tightly and swung it downwards. The next instant, a loud "whooshing" sound of air being torn apart followed.

But no one present paid attention to these details. They simply turned around, bowed to each other, and said goodbye.

Without saying another word, they all followed the leader of each team in an orderly manner and flew away on their swords!

In less than three breaths, only Wei Wuxian, Lan Wangji, Nie Huaisang, Lan Xichen, Lan Qiren, and the three fierce corpses Wen Ning, Nie Mingjue, and Song Lan remained in this vast area, along with the souls of Zezang and his wife, Wei Chaoyan, and others.

Wei Wuxian: "Brother, Brother Nie, Uncle, you are responsible for arranging the remaining elderly, weak, women and children. Take them into the core of the array I set up in the spiritual vein of Cloud Recesses as soon as possible! If things don't go well, I hope you will decisively seal the array eye and wait for the spring to return!"

The three people who were named all pursed their lips and remained silent, only nodding solemnly to show that they would keep Wei Wuxian's words in mind and never forget them!

Then, with a solemn expression, he said, "Wen Ning, Chifeng-zun, and Daoist Song, because of your special physical constitutions, you will follow behind Lan Zhan and me to the Burial Mound to cover for us. If you see anything amiss, please retreat from the Burial Mound immediately and relay the message to your elder brother and the others as soon as possible!"

He paused, then added, "And, do everything in our power to buy them time!"

Wen Ning, Nie Mingjue, and Song Lan clasped their hands in greeting.

Then Wei Wuxian turned his head and looked at the solidified souls of Zezang and his wife, Wei Chaoyan, Wen Qing and other souls with a sense of guilt and reluctance. His naturally smiling lips were now like butterflies wet with rain, unable to lift the bright smile of the past. His pale lips moved up and down several times, but he could not utter a single word.

Seeing this, Cangse Sanren released Wei Changze's hand, floated to Wei Wuxian like the wind, leaned forward and pressed her upper body close to her son's handsome face, and used both hands to pinch his drooping lips with lightning speed, lifting them up affectionately.

She raised a bright, cheerful smile, like a summer flower in full bloom: "Oh dear, my little Aying, don't ruin your handsome face like that! A smile makes you ten years younger!"

As he spoke, he raised his right hand to his brow bone in a solemn manner, mimicking what Wei Chaoyan had once said, and made a solemn oath: "Mr. Wei, rest assured, we guarantee to hold our ground and do our utmost to complete the mission!"

However, Cangse Sanren's antics had no effect. Instead, they caused Wei Wuxian's eyes to instantly fill with a pool of clear water. Those peach blossom eyes that were once adorned with stars were now like a meteor shower, with stars falling and everything in the world losing its color!

Seeing that she had failed to appease her son, Cangse Sanren subconsciously turned her head and bit her lip to send a distress signal to Wei Changze.

Wei Changze took a leisurely step to Wei Wuxian and gently ruffled the droopy ahoge on Wei Wuxian's head with one hand.

"Aying, you have grown into a great hero who stands tall and saves the world. Your father and mother are very proud of you!"

"Don't feel guilty about the dangers and difficulties your parents will face on this journey! In times of crisis, it is our duty as cultivators to step forward and take the lead! Besides, your mother, Ayan, Miss Wen, and I are the most suitable for this position!"

"So don't feel guilty about it, son!"

"Father and Mother will do everything they can to solve all the problems, and then they will stay here with Ayan and the others, waiting for you and Azhan to return in triumph!"

"Aying, stop acting like a child. Time is running out! Your father is going to take his leave now! Remember, your mother, Ayan, and many others are waiting for your safe return!"

As he spoke, he slid his right hand down and solemnly patted Wei Wuxian's increasingly broad shoulder, then patted Lan Wangji, who was standing silently beside him, their fingers intertwined.

"Ah Zhan, you and Ah Ying must take good care of yourselves!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he took a step back, took Cangse Sanren's hand, activated the improved teleportation talisman given to him by Wei Wuxian in his arms, and with a "whoosh" a white light flashed, he disappeared without a trace.

A few steps behind, Wei Chaoyan and the other souls also activated the same teleportation talisman at roughly the same time. With a few flashes of white light, they instantly teleported themselves to a remote village near Yiling—Wei Village—the village where Wei Chaoyan was born!