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This time, the three major forces in the world of cultivation, Demon Realm, Kunshan and Xiao Family, all fell into the hands of one person.

But the initiator has not yet been found.

In other words, the body of the initiator has not been found yet.

Below Taixu Peak is a pool of sunken swords. The pool is a thousand feet deep, and the killing power of the sword is too strong. In fact, the fact that Qiao Wan's body was not found basically explains the problem.

Qiao Wan may have fallen into the Sinking Sword Pond, leaving no trace of his body.

No one wants to believe the answer that is coming out.

Ma Huaizhen led a group of Anbu disciples and searched along the Taixu Peak day and night. The water in the Sinking Sword Pond was almost drained, and Qiao Wan was nowhere to be found. In the end, he only found a small pink butterfly jade. buckle.

The jade buckle was washed into pieces by the water of Shenjian Pond and was damaged and mottled.

The senior ANBU men held a small bow in their hands, which looked a bit funny, but no one dared to laugh, and no one could laugh.

When this half-missing butterfly jade button was put into Ma Huaizhen’s hands, everyone saw it. This evil spirit who usually kills decisively and likes to train his disciples with a smile was nestled in his wheelchair, smacking his lips. Lips, silent for a long time, did not speak for a long time.

"Let's go."

After a long time, Ma Huaizhen finally spoke, his voice a little hoarse.

"Go back and stop looking for me."

More than a hundred big men from Wanshitang searched for more than ten days and nights, and finally returned with only half a bow.

The butterfly jade button was placed in a small box, sealed, and delivered to Lu Bihan. Lu Bihan raised his head and glanced at Ma Huaizhen.

"What is this."

Ma Huaizhen was silent for a while, "Qiao Wan."

The surge of energy and blood stirred up an old illness. Lu Bihan curled up and coughed violently, his face was hideous. It seems that he will not stop until he coughs up his lungs.

After a while, he took out a white handkerchief from his sleeve, wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, steadied his breathing, and didn't even look at the butterfly jade button.

"Qiao Wan is not dead."

Ma Huaizhen has been in charge of Wushitang for many years, and he has seen this kind of thing too many times.

Of those who were said to be missing, few were actually found, and most of them were just lost. Today, Qiao Wan is one of them.

Ma Huaizhen said nothing.

His ability to accept this matter is actually much better than that of Lu Bihan.

Ma Huaizhen said in a deep voice, "Her soul flame has been extinguished. Don't you still know?"

Lu Bihan covered his mouth with the handkerchief for a moment, slowly tightened it with his knuckles, and lowered his eyes, which were like two burnt-out fires.

Yes.

Qiao Wan’s natal spiritual flame was extinguished.

There is a spiritual flame tower in Kunshan, and the tower contains the natal spiritual flames of Kunshan disciples.

A handful of dim yellow.

When the natal spiritual flame is extinguished, it means that the person is gone.

That day, Qiao Wan jumped from Taixu Peak in front of tens of thousands of Kunshan disciples. From that day on, her natal spiritual flame was extinguished.

In the past few days, Ma Huaizhen has led the ANBU men to search along the Taixu Peak. In fact, he only has the mentality of seeing people alive and dead or corpses.

But no one believed that Qiao Wanhui died so easily.

Ma Huaizhen didn’t believe it either.

He and Qiao Wan had relatively frequent contact, mainly because Qiao Wan, as a disciple of Yuqing Peak, ran to the World of Enlightenment Hall all day long more diligently than the ANBU disciples.

As time passed, Ma Huaizhen paid more attention.

Every time he went down the mountain, Qiao Wan didn't come back with injuries.

Among this group of disciples, she was the one who treated her the most.

Sometimes, Ma Huaizhen also thinks about it. When he rolls his wheelchair out of the Hall of Enlightenment, he can see Qiao Wan running over to hand in the task with blood on his face. But there were people coming and going in the World of Science Hall, but that pink figure with hot eyes was missing.

But he always looks forward. Although he is a bit ruthless, he is very efficient.

Not dwelling on the past has always been his code of conduct. Those who died are always in his heart and will never be forgotten.

As for Lu Bihan.

In fact, they both have similar personalities, but after all, Qiao Wan is the junior sister raised by Lu Pihan.

When the news reached Yuqing Peak, Zhou Yan sat by the window all day.

In the past few days, he always dreamed of Qiao Wan.

Some people live like a shadow, but only when you lose them will you find that they are actually everywhere. However, they have been living in the dark and you have never noticed them.

Zhou Yan held his forehead, closed his eyes, and his mind was filled with images of Qiao Wan jumping down that day.

The girl opened the curtain, jumped out of the car, and then disappeared into the lingering clouds.

In a blink of an eye, Qiao Wan was sobbing and crying again, "But I also know that the so-called expectations are just my wishful thinking. Master, you have never had any expectations for your disciples, and you have never truly Take a look at the disciple."

"Disciple... Disciple practices day and night, just hoping to have a place in Master's heart."

"I hope, Master, you can also regard me as your true disciple, a real person."

Zhou Yan opened his eyes.

How could there be no friendship at all in these thirty years of being together.

Now, he knows that he...

The tip of Zhou Yan's tongue was bitter, his expression was condensed, and he felt extremely guilty.

It's him who feels sorry for his apprentice.

"Master."

The girl's hesitant, clear voice sounded from behind.

Zhou Yan glanced aside, and Mu Xiaoxiao stood timidly behind him, looking at him hesitantly, not daring to step forward.

Ever since her junior sister jumped down that day, Master has changed.

Master didn't like to smile before, but he has never been like this. He seems to be thinking about things all day long, and his eyebrows are tightly knitted together, never letting go.

Zhou Yan nodded slightly, gathered his thoughts, and said, "Smile."

Mu Xiaoxiao stepped forward, "Master...Master, senior brother, I just asked someone to deliver something and put it outside."

Zhou Yan rubbed his forehead and said, "I'll go check it out right now."

Master seems to have been having headaches these days.

Mu Xiaoxiao thought worriedly.

She happens to have a forehead wiper here, and it feels cool when she puts it on, which is very comfortable and warming. Mu Xiaoxiao stopped Zhou Yan, took out the snow-white forehead wipe from his sleeve, and handed it to Zhou Yan, "Master, this is for you. Maybe it won't be so uncomfortable when you put it on."

The air seemed to be stagnant for a moment.

Zhou Yan stopped.

Mu Xiaoxiao looked at Zhou Yan’s face suddenly changing in shock.

Did she make a mistake?

After a while, Zhou Yan finally spoke. Only then did Mu Xiaoxiao realize that her master, who was like an immortal, had a hoarse voice and was exhausted.

"Nothing."

After that, Tibu turned around and headed outside.

Mu Xiaoxiao stood there for a while, and suddenly heard a muffled "clang" sound coming from inside. She lifted up her skirt and ran outside to take a look.

Only the boxes on the table were scattered, and the half-broken pink jade butterfly rolled on the ground.

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At this time, Qiao Wan, who should have received the box lunch and left the show obediently, was not dead yet. She looked up at the black background and gold sign in front of her, feeling a little worried.

A few days ago, Gan Nan flew her to the foot of Kunshan and then put her down.

As soon as she landed, Qiao Wan asked Gan Nan to help seal her sea of ​​consciousness.

After a flurry of fuss that almost exploded her sea of ​​consciousness, she finally managed to seal it.

She survived after jumping from such a high place. Gan Nan's fierce maneuver almost killed Qiao Wan.

Now, Kunshan and Demon Realm cannot go back.

The young man was very worried, "Little sister, you have nowhere to go, why don't you go back to the Demon Realm."

Qiao Wan took a serious look at Gan Nan.

The young man’s eyelashes are white, his eyebrows are white, and his eyeballs are also crystal clear white. There was kindness in his confused eyes.

Perfectly interprets one word, what is silly and sweet.

Qiao Wan: "I won't go."

Gan Nan was confused, "Why. We, the demon clan, have always been independent of good and evil."

"What about you."

He is a Confucian scholar, so he must care about the distinction between good and evil.

The young man's body visibly stiffened, and his voice weakened, "Little sister, you are different from others after all."

Qiao Wan simply sat down and shook her head, "My uncle, if he really thought about me, he wouldn't treat me like this."

Qiao Wan patted the open space next to her and motioned for Gan Nan to sit down as well. She was very patient and planned to teach the silly waste dragon in front of her a lesson.

"If he really thought about me, he wouldn't have chosen the timing so accurately. He pushed me to this point, and then helped me get back my position."

Gan Nan opened his eyes wide and suddenly lowered his head, looking very hurt.

His house is as chaotic as a pot of seafood porridge, and he has always had some unexplainable expectations for family ties.

Now that I saw this situation, I couldn't help but feel a little more sympathy in my eyes when I looked at Qiao Wan, and a feeling of "sympathizing with each other" and "sympathizing with each other" rose up in my heart again.

"I won't go to your house either." Seeing what Gan Nan wanted to say, Qiao Wan shook her head again.

"Then... then, little sister, you might as well go back to Qingyang Academy with me, and I can recommend you to the teacher."

Qiao Wan shook her head and walked to the ground, "I can't go there with my current cultivation level."

After all, Qingyang Academy is one of the four giants in the world of cultivation, and it is not a philanthropic company. It can be entered as soon as possible. Now her Dantian is empty, her muscles and veins are broken, her cultivation has fallen to the mortal realm, and even the handyman Nothing can be done.

What's more, Qingyang Academy has a close relationship with Kunshan. If he knew that she was that Qiao Wan, he might pack her up and take her back to Kunshan.

If you don’t go to this one, you won’t go to anyone else.

Gan Nan was confused, "Then after we go down the mountain, little sister, what are your plans?"

Qiao Wan: "First repair my tendons and then start practicing again."

Qiao Wan can completely understand Gan Nan's concerns.

In today’s world, it’s not easy to be a casual cultivator.

Without the protection of the sect, it means that you can only rely on yourself for everything. You are not qualified to enter those large secret realms. Resources are also leaked from other people's hands, and you have to fight for them.

Without background, killing and being killed happen overnight.

Someone like Qiao Wan has no cultivation, no disciple, and no relatives.

It is a strange thing for her to be so poor and destitute.

Moreover, she has helped Kunshan do things for so many years and made many enemies.

Qiao Wan wanted to put on a vest and pretend that she had received a lunch, not only because of the pressure from Kunshan, Demon Realm and the Xiao family, but also because of her enemies.

If anyone shouted at the foot of the mountain that Qiao Wan was dead, her enemies would probably come from all over the world without stopping.

Love deeply.

Zhihai Qiaowan has asked Gan Nan to help seal it, temporarily preventing Mei Kangping from entering.

The spiritual flames in the Kunshan Spiritual Flame Tower are said to be the natal spiritual flames, but there is no reason to supply all the natal spiritual flames into the tower. If the Demon Realm touches the Spiritual Flame Tower, wouldn’t Kunshan be destroyed?

Kunshan's natal spirit flame is actually a kind of restriction on the disciple, which is the projection of the original soul. Qiao Wan simply destroyed the restriction and broke the connection between the original body and the projection.

Next, you have to cover your waistcoat, conceal your identity, and then slowly start practicing by introducing Qi into your body, which is easier said than done.

When the storage bag was imprisoned in the dungeon of the Discipline Hall, it had already been confiscated. Qiao Wan touched it for a long time before she found the Taoist book that Ma Huaizhen had given her.

Since it was of no use after checking it, the precepts-abiding disciple gave her the honor and asked her to take the Taoist book into the dungeon to relieve her boredom.

Unexpectedly, he was brought out by accident.

The problem is, Qiao Wan can't open this book, she can only stare at it. But this Taoist book is indeed the most valuable treasure in her body. Maybe it will be useful in future practice.

Before leaving, Gan Nan gave her a bag of white dragon scales and a bag of spiritual stones.

"Your cultivation is completely useless now. This white dragon scale may be of great benefit to your cultivation, little sister."

"And this spirit stone." The young man lowered his head and simply gave the storage bag directly to Qiao Wan.

After he lost his storage bag last time, he never found it again. He just replaced it with a new one not long ago. However, this new storage bag does not contain as much as the old one. It just contained a few spirit stones, a few bags of white dragon scales that he took off, and a stack of talismans and so on.

The Dragon King's legitimate son, who was used to seeing spiritual stone artifacts, blushed a little at his poor wealth, "Little sister, please wait for me for a moment, I will go to the Treasure Pavilion to get it."

Qiao Wan interrupted him, "No need."

"Thank you."

Qiao Wan looked directly at Gan Nan seriously. She was serious and thanked him from the bottom of her heart.

When she settles down, she will repay him.

Gan Nan blushed a little and touched his head in embarrassment.

But in a flash, I seemed to have thought of something again, and I felt a little depressed. I replied in a sullen voice, "You have had a hard journey, and this is the only thing I can help you with."

Qiao Wan grinned, "That's enough."

"Go back quickly and don't attract suspicion."

Gan Nan is a dragon, and he disappeared for so long at the same time as her. If he never goes back, the people in Kunshan will notice something strange sooner or later.

After saying goodbye to Gan Nan, Qiao Wan didn't leave in a hurry. She opened her storage bag and took a look, then took out a piece of men's clothing and changed into it.

Qiao Wan reasonably suspected that this was specially prepared by Gan Nan after the painful lesson last time.

In the world of cultivation, there are often women who can easily dress up in men's clothing, and Qiao Wan doesn't look attractive to anyone when she puts it on.

She put it on quickly. Qiao Wan reached out and touched her head, and reluctantly took off the butterfly jade button on her head.

While taking inventory, I discovered that one was missing.

He took off his bun and tied it into a ponytail. He also pulled off a piece of sleeve and used it as a veil to cover his face.

The next step is to think of a name for yourself.

Qiao Wan squatted on the ground and thought hard for a long time, but she didn't think of a name for herself.

The last name...let's just say Lu.

Lu...

Qiao Wan stretched out a small branch and poked it on the ground. After making gestures for a long time, she finally decided on her new name.

Lu Wan.

After finishing packing, Qiao Wan stood up and patted the dust on her clothes. She left the stretching mountains and the memories of seeking immortality in Kunshan behind, and walked steadily down Kunshan.

There is Youxian Town at the foot of Kunshan. Qiao Wan wanted to go there first to rest and take a walk.

Kunshan opens its doors for enrollment every thirty years.

I just happened to be in Kunshan for spring recruitment recently. The people in Youxian Town were all monks who came from all directions and continents. However, there were only a few who were at a high level. Most of them were Qi-training disciples who had just stepped into the Immortal Sect. , and some have just managed to introduce Qi into the body.

Qiao Wan was walking on the street when she heard someone whispering that the peerless Gu Jian Xie Xingzhi had arrived.