After Wearing a White Moonlight Stand-in

The latest chapter after wearing a white moonlight stand-in!

Moyu, Kunshan and Xiao family, the three major forces in the cultivation world, this time, all fell on one person.

But the initiator has not yet been found.

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

Below Taixu Peak is a pool of Shenjian, which is thousands of feet deep, and the aura of killing with a blade is too heavy. In fact, Qiao Wan's body was not found, which basically explained the problem.

Qiao Wan may have fallen into the Shenjian Pond, with no bones left.

It's just that no one wants to believe the answer.

Ma Huaizhen took a group of Anbu disciples and searched under the Taixu Peak day and night. The Shenjian Pond was almost drained, and Qiao Wan was not found. In the end, only a small pink butterfly jade button was found.

The jade buckle was shattered and mottled by the water in Shenjianchi.

The big men of Anbu held a small bow in their hands, looking a little funny, but no one dared to laugh, and no one could laugh.

When this half-missing butterfly jade buckle was held in Ma Huaizhen's hands, everyone saw it. This evil spirit who usually kills decisively and likes to train his disciples with a smile is nestled in a wheelchair, pursing his lips and silent. For a long time, he did not speak for a long time.

"go."

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

"Go back, don't look for it anymore."

After more than ten days and nights of searching for more than one hundred big men in the Hall of Appearance, they finally returned with only half a bow.

The butterfly jade buckle was placed in a small box, sealed, and when it was 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 surging qi and blood evoked the old disease, Lu Bihan curled up and coughed, his face was terrifying. It seems that he will never stop until he coughs up his lungs.

After a while, he took out a white handkerchief from his sleeve, wiped the blood on the corner of his lips, and held his breath, without even looking at the butterfly jade button.

"Qiao Wan is not dead."

Ma Huaizhen has been in charge of the World Hall for many years, and this kind of thing has been seen too many times.

Those who were said to be missing, few were actually recovered, and most of them just disappeared. Now, Qiao Wan is one of them.

Ma Huai really didn't say a word.

In fact, his ability to accept this matter is much better than that of Lu Bihan.

Ma Huaizhen said in a deep voice, "She has extinguished the flames of her life, don't you still understand?"

Lu Bihan froze with the handkerchief covering his mouth, his knuckles clenched the handkerchief slowly, and lowered his eyes, those eyes were like two burnt fires.

Yes.

Qiao Wan's destiny was extinguished.

There is a Lingyan Tower in Kunshan, and all the spiritual flames of Kunshan disciples are offered in the tower.

A dim pinch.

When the spiritual flame of life is extinguished, it means that people are gone.

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

In the past few days, Ma Huaizhen has led Anbu's staff to search down Taixu Peak. In fact, he is just holding the mentality that he wants to see people die and see corpses.

But no one believed that Qiao Wan would die so easily.

Ma Huai really didn't believe it.

He had frequent contact with Qiao Wan, mainly because Qiao Wan, as a disciple of Yuqing Peak, ran all day to come to the world and was more diligent than Anbu disciples.

Over time, Ma Huaizhen paid more attention.

When going down the mountain, Qiao Wan didn't come back with an injury.

Among this group of disciples, she was the most cruel to herself.

Sometimes, Ma Huaizhen also thought, shaking the wheelchair and walking out of the hall, he could see Qiao Wan running over with a **** face to hand over the task. But this is where people come and go, just the pink figure without those hot eyes.

But he always looked forward, a little ruthless, but efficient.

Not indulging in the past has always been the criterion for his behavior. Those who died are all in his heart and will never be forgotten.

As for Lu Bihan.

In fact, the two of them have similar personalities, but Qiao Wan is, after all, a junior sister brought up by Lu Bihan.

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 they are lost will you find that she is everywhere, but she has been living in the dark, and you have never noticed it.

Zhou Yan propped up his forehead and closed his eyes, his mind was full of images of Qiao Wan's jumping off that day.

The girl lifted the curtain of the car, jumped out of the incense car, and disappeared into the lingering clouds.

In a flash, Qiao Wan was sobbing and crying again, "But the disciple also knows that the so-called expectation is just the disciple's wishful thinking. Master, you have never had any expectations for the disciple, and you have never really seen the disciple. A glance."

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

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

Zhou Yan opened his eyes.

How could there be no friendship in the past thirty years.

Now, he just realized that he...

Zhou Yan's tongue was bitter, his expression was astringent, and his guilt was unbearable.

It was he who was sorry for his apprentice.

"Master."

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

Zhou Yan slightly turned his eyes, and Mu Xiaoxiao stood behind him timidly, looking at him hesitantly, not daring to come forward.

Since that day, her junior sister jumped down, the master has changed.

Before, Master didn't like to laugh, but it has never been like this. He seems to be thinking about things all day.

Zhou Yan nodded slightly, restraining his thoughts, "Smile."

Mu Xiaoxiao stepped forward and said, "Master... Master, Senior Brother, just sent someone to send something, and put it outside."

Zhou Yan rubbed his forehead, "I'll take a look here."

Master seems to have frequent headaches these days.

Mu Xiaoxiao thought worriedly.

She happened to have a forehead wipe here, and it was cold and cold to wear, which was very comfortable and warm. Mu Xiaoxiao stopped Zhou Yan, took out the snow-white forehead from his sleeve, and handed it to Zhou Yan, "Master, this is for you. Maybe it won't be so uncomfortable to wear."

The air seemed to freeze for a moment.

Zhou Yan stopped.

Mu Xiaoxiao watched Zhou Yan's complexion suddenly change in astonishment.

Did she get something wrong.

After a while, Zhou Yan opened his mouth. Only then did Mu Xiaoxiao realize that her exiled master had a hoarse voice and was exhausted.

"nothing."

After saying that, Tibu turned around and went outside.

Mu Xiaoxiao stood there for a while, and suddenly heard a muffled sound of "clang clang" from the inside, she lifted the skirt and ran into the outside to take a look.

I only saw the boxes scattered on the table, and the half-worn pink jade butterfly rolled on the ground.

At this time, Qiao Wan, who should have received a boxed lunch and left the stage obediently, was not dead yet. He looked up at the black-backed gold signboard in front of him and was a little worried.

A few days ago, Gan Nan took her and flew to the foot of Kunshan before letting her down.

As soon as she landed, Qiao Wan asked Gan Nan to help seal her Consciousness Sea.

After she was in a hurry and almost blew up her sea of ​​knowledge, she was finally reluctantly sealed.

She jumped from such a high place and didn't die. Gan Nan's ferocious operation almost killed Qiao Wan.

Today, Kunshan and Moyu can no longer 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 gave Gan Nan a serious look.

The youth's eyelashes are white, the eyebrows are white, and the eyeballs are also crystal clear white. There is a kindness in his eyes.

It perfectly interprets a word, what is silly white sweet.

Qiao Wan: "No."

Gan Nan was stunned, "Why. Our demon clan has always been free from right and wrong."

"how about you."

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

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

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

Qiao Wan patted the open space beside him, motioned Gan Nan to sit too, very patient, and planned to teach this silly white and sweet waste dragon in front of him a good lesson.

"If he really thought about me, he wouldn't have pinpointed the timing so well. He pushed me to this point, and then help me find the place back."

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

His house was as chaotic as a pot of seafood porridge, and he always had some inexplicable expectations for this family relationship.

Looking at this situation now, and looking at Qiao Wan's eyes, I can't help but feel more sympathy, and a feeling of "sympathy for each other" and "sympathy for each other" rises again in my heart.

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

"Then... that little girl, you might as well go back to Qingyang Academy with you, and you can recommend it to the teacher."

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

After all, Qingyang Academy is also one of the four giants in the cultivation world, and it is not a charity. She can enter as soon as she can. She is now empty in her dantian, her muscles are broken, and her cultivation has fallen to the realm of mortals, and she can't even do chores. .

What's more, Qingyang Academy has a close relationship with Kunshan. If she knew that she was that Qiao Wan, she might be packed and brought back to Kunshan.

Not going to this, not going to either.

Gan Nan was tangled, "After going down the mountain, what are your plans, little sister?"

Qiao Wan: "Fix my muscles first, and then practice again."

Qiao Wan can fully understand Gan Nan's concerns.

In today's world, it is not easy to do loose cultivation.

Without the protection of the sect, it means that everything can only be done by oneself, such as those large-scale secret realms, which are not qualified to enter. Resources are also leaked from other people's hands, and you have to compete for them.

There is no background, killing and being killed are a matter of day and night.

Like Qiao Wan, one has no cultivation level, two has no division, and three has no relatives.

Being poor and white to her level is also a kind of weirdness.

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

Qiao Wan is going to put on a vest and pretend to have a lunch box, not only because of the pressure from Kunshan, Moyu and the Xiao family, but also because of his enemies.

If someone shouted at the foot of the mountain that Qiao Wancai was dead, her enemies would probably come from the south and the north without stopping.

love deeply.

Shihai Qiaowan has asked Gan Nan to help seal it up, temporarily avoiding Mei Kangping's black entry.

The Lingyan in the Lingyan Tower in Kunshan is said to be the natal Lingyan, but there is no reason to supply all the natal Lingyan into the tower. If the Demon Domain touches the Lingyan Tower, then Kunshan will be destroyed?

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

Next, while covering the vest, concealing the identity, and then slowly starting to practice from the qi into the body, easier said than done.

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

Because the inspection was useless, the disciple who kept the precepts gave her this face, and asked her to bring this Taoist book into the dungeon to chat to relieve her boredom.

Unexpectedly, it came out by accident.

The problem is that Qiao Wan couldn't open the book, so she could only stare blankly. But this Taoist book is indeed the most valuable treasure in her whole body. Maybe, the future practice will rely on it to play a role.

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

"Your cultivation base is completely useless at the moment, this white dragon scale may be very beneficial to your little sister's cultivation base."

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

The last time he lost his storage bag, he never found it, and only replaced it with a new one not long ago. However, this new storage bag contains much less stuff than the old one. It contained a few spirit stones, a few bags of white dragon scales that he took off, and a stack of talismans.

The first son of the Dragon King, who is used to seeing spiritual stone instruments, blushed a little at his poor net worth, "Little sister, you should wait for me for a while, and 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 embarrassedly.

But in the blink of an eye, he seemed to have thought of something, and his mood was a little low, and he replied in a sullen voice, "You have been through hardships all the way, and this is the only thing you can help here."

Qiao Wan grinned, "That's enough."

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

Gannan is a dragon, and disappeared for so long at the same time as her. He never went back, and sooner or later the people in Kunshan would notice something strange.

After saying goodbye to Gan Nan, Qiao Wan left in no hurry, first opened the storage bag and took a look, then took out a men's clothing and put it on.

Qiao Wan reasonably suspects that this was specially prepared by Gannan after the painful lesson last time.

In the comprehension world, there are often pictures of female cultivators who are convenient to wear men's clothes, and Qiao Wan does not attract everyone's attention.

Qiao Wan reached out and touched her head, and reluctantly squeezed the butterfly jade button on her head down.

When I checked it, I found that there was one missing.

He took off his hair bun, tied only a ponytail, and pulled a piece of sleeves to make do as a veil, covering his face.

Next, come up with a name for yourself.

Qiao Wan squatted on the ground, thinking hard for a long time, but didn't think of what name to change for herself.

Last name... let's take the last name Lu.

land…

Qiao Wan stretched out a twig and poked on the ground, gestured for a long time, and finally set her new name.

Lu Wan.

After packing up, Qiao Wan stood up and patted the ashes on his clothes, leaving behind the rolling mountains and the memories of asking for immortals in Kunshan, and walking down Kunshan steadily.

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

Kunshan opens its doors for enrollment every 30 years.

Just in time for Spring Recruitment in Kunshan, Youxian Town is full of cultivators from all over the world and from all continents, but few of them are high-level practitioners. Yes, it was just after the introduction of air into the body.

When Qiao Wan was walking down the street, she heard someone whispering that Xie Xingzhi was also here.