After finishing writing, she pressed the paper with lotus porridge, ran to the window, raised her hand and pressed a seal on the barrier.

After a moment, the barrier silently melted away to form a hole. She opened the window and discovered that this was actually a high-rise building with a height difference.

The entrance is an ordinary room, but when I opened the window, I found that the ground was at least three stories high.

There was a dense forest below. Hua Xiangwan glanced into the distance and confirmed the route. Then he heard a familiar voice with a hint of surprise: "Young Master Hua?"

Hua Xiangwan was stunned, and when she looked down, she found that it was Shen Xiuwen standing below!

The two looked at each other. After a moment, Shen Xiuwen was the first to react. He stretched out his hand and urged: "Young Master, jump down, I will catch you!"

Hua Xiangwan was speechless for a moment. Although she did not have the golden elixir, she was a cultivator after all, so reaching such a low height would not be difficult for her.

After hearing what Shen Xiuwen said, she knew that he was not going to report her, so she jumped down without hesitation, grabbed Shen Xiuwen and rushed into the dense forest nearby, whispering, "Let's go."

Shen Xiuwen followed her and saw her dress. He knew her intention and asked in surprise, "Master Hua, are you going to run away from your marriage?"

"Nonsense," Hua Xiangwan glanced at him, "The groom has been replaced, why shouldn't I run away?"

Shen Xiuwen was stunned when he heard this, and seemed a little confused: "Shangjun has extraordinary cultivation and a high status, what's wrong with that?"

Logically, Hua Xiangwan's purpose of coming to the Tianjian Sect was, firstly, to seek help from a dual-cultivation Taoist priest to restore her golden elixir, and secondly, to introduce the Tianjian Sect into the Western Territory to balance the situation.

Wasn't Xie Changji much better than Shen Xiuwen in the past?

Hua Xiangwan choked when asked and answered casually, "He's too old."

Shen Xiuwen was stunned by these words. After a moment, he laughed and said, "Young Master Hua, age is not important in the world of cultivation. Only those who have experienced a lot know how to take care of others."

"Are you here to be a lobbyist?" Hua Xiangwan listened to him and turned to look at him.

Shen Xiuwen quickly shook his head and denied: "No, I just came to take a look..."

"Where is the Spirit Beast Garden?"

Hua Xiangwan stopped and looked around, feeling a little confused.

Shen Xiuwen quickly pointed the way: "There."

Hua Xiangwan got the direction and dragged Shen Xiuwen towards the Spirit Beast Garden. As they ran, she did not forget to persuade him: "If you are not here to be a lobbyist, you should help me get out of here because you have to take revenge on Xie Changji for stealing your marriage. I promise that I will disappear without a trace when I leave the house and will definitely not implicate you."

Shen Xiuwen said nothing. He lowered his eyes and looked at Hua Xiangwan holding her hand. After a moment, he said gently, "Young Master, are you really going to run away?"

"Do you think I'm kidding?"

"Then, has the Lord been sent away by the Young Master?"

"I asked him to cook noodles," Hua Xiangwan said of her plan, "It will take him at least a quarter of an hour to cook noodles. We only have that much time. Once we get out of the Heavenly Sword Sect, I will bring a concealment magic weapon and we will go into the woods. No matter where I go, I guarantee he won't be able to find me."

Shen Xiuwen nodded, seeming to be thinking.

After Hua Xiangwan spoke, she realized that she seemed to have exposed the fact that she and Xie Changji were very familiar with each other, but Shen Xiuwen did not question it. He just grabbed her and said softly: "If time is so urgent, Master, we can't leave like this."

Hua Xiangwan was a little confused, and then she felt the scene around her suddenly change rapidly. When she reacted, she found that she had arrived at the Spirit Beast Garden.

"Young Master, you need to find your mount quickly."

Shen Xiuwen reminded her. Hua Xiangwan was stunned for a moment and subconsciously asked, "Will you not be discovered if you use magic in the Tianjian Sect?"

"Don't worry, I'm a disciple of the sect," Shen Xiuwen explained, "I won't be noticed."

"oh."

Hua Xiangwan nodded without saying anything else, and rushed into the spirit beast garden, following the direction of her mount.

If she wanted to run, activating the teleportation scroll would consume a huge amount of spiritual energy. Generally, few cultivators would use it unless it was an emergency. And for someone like her who had to rely on spiritual energy beads to maintain spiritual energy, it was impossible for her to use the teleportation scroll.

The teleportation scroll cannot be used, and she cannot wield a sword or use a flying instrument like an ordinary monk, so she must bring a mount.

She searched for a moment and then saw her mount.

The usually majestic white tiger mount had been fed a jar of wedding wine by someone and was now lying on the ground, drunk and unconscious. It was unknown what kind of dream it was having, and its slightly bent claws twitched from time to time.

Hua Xiangwan: “…”

This must have been done by Lundbeck! Only he would feed wine to the spirit beast!

The drunken spirit beast could not hear its master's call and could not even do the most basic thing of changing size, let alone carrying her down the mountain.

Shen Xiuwen also noticed this dilemma and frowned: "What should I do?"

"I'll tell it to try." Hua Xiangwan's face darkened, and he stepped forward to pat its tiger face, "Xiaobai, wake up, Xiaobai!"

The white tiger was woken up by her slapping him in a daze. He glanced at Hua Xiangwan with disgust, put his two paws on his head, pretended not to hear, and fell asleep again.

Looking at his condition, he won’t be able to wake up for a while.

Shen Xiuwen stood behind her, feeling somewhat worried. After thinking for a while, he proposed a solution: "Why don't we go down the mountain directly? I'll take you to the western border."

"That won't do," Hua Xiangwan shook her head. "If I take you away, you won't be able to escape from this. You have done your best to help me, and I can't drag you down any longer."

"So what does the young master plan to do?"

Shen Xiuwen's eyes were full of worry. Hua Xiangwan thought for a moment, raised her hand and stuffed two hangover pills into Xiaobai's belly. She gritted her teeth and reached under its belly. In the shocked eyes of Shen Xiuwen, she took a deep breath and lifted it up!

"I took some hangover medicine and woke up in a short while."

Hua Xiangwan used her other hand to push away the hair blocking her face and said through gritted teeth: "Let's go!"

After hearing this, Shen Xiuwen came to his senses, suppressed his shock, and nodded: "Okay, let's go down the mountain now."

As he spoke, Shen Xiuwen grabbed her hand and came to the side of the sword formation.

The mountain guarding disciples had their backs to them. Hua Xiangwan was just about to rush forward without anyone noticing, when Shen Xiuwen suddenly spoke up, "Junior Brother Lin, Junior Brother Wang."

Hearing this, the two mountain-guarding disciples turned around subconsciously. Hua Xiangwan and Shen Xiuwen came into view for a moment, and Shen Xiuwen had already rushed in front of the two of them. With two knife moves, he knocked them to the ground.

Hua Xiangwan was stunned. She didn't understand why Shen Xiuwen called them.

Just as I was wondering, I heard Shen Xiuwen say, "I'm starting the sword formation."

As he spoke, a circle made up of sword light appeared in front of Shen Xiuwen. Shen Xiuwen raised his hand and pushed the circle into the sword formation. The circle merged into the sword formation, and the light scattered. The sword formation then opened with a bang, and Hua Xiangwan immediately jumped out of the sword formation.

As soon as she jumped out of the sword formation, Shen Xiuwen followed closely behind her.

"Shen Daojun," Hua Xiangwan said apologetically when she saw Shen Xiuwen following her. "Just send her here. Leave immediately and don't have anything to do with me."

"The mountain guard disciples have already seen me," Shen Xiuwen shook his head, "I will take you to the western border."

This made Hua Xiangwan hesitate for a moment. Shen Xiuwen heard a voice coming from behind him. His face suddenly turned cold and he grabbed Hua Xiangwan and said, "Let's go!"

******

When Hua Xiangwan and Shen Xiuwen fled together, the leaders of the various peaks of the Tianjian Sect and the people from the Hehuan Palace were waiting at the kitchen door, watching Xie Changji making noodles with different expressions.

The chef stood aside, holding the salt shaker tremblingly, and watched Xie Changji cutting vegetables in panic.

He has excellent knife skills and cuts the chopped scallions and ginger slices neatly and crisply, and evenly divides them into equal parts. After cutting, he skillfully heats the oil, stir-frys, and cooks them.

All this was done smoothly. In less than a quarter of an hour, a bowl of steaming scallion noodles was placed on the plate, and a fried egg was added.

"Lingnan."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Lingnan immediately stood up and stammered, "Shang...Shang Jun..."

"Send the noodles to your young mistress, and tell her not to go to sleep right after eating, but to walk around to digest the food before going to bed and waiting for me."

Xie Changji said as he wiped his hands with a towel, turned around and looked at the leaders of the various peaks of the Tianjian Sect, and said calmly, "Uncle Master, let's go."

Su Luoming looked at the people around him, his expression fluctuating. After holding his breath for a moment, he finally turned to look at Ling Bei, took a deep breath, and forced a smile: "Ling Zuo Shi, please wait for a moment regarding today's wedding. We will definitely give He Huan Palace an answer."

"Ah," Lingbei didn't know what to say for a moment, he nodded and stretched out his hand, saying, "Please."

"But my marriage to Young Master Hua will not be changed." Xie Changji said calmly. Lingbei was stunned, and then he saw Xie Changji nodded slightly at him, with a hint of request in his tone, "Please inform Hehuan Palace and my mother-in-law tonight."

"Long Silence!"

When Su Luoming heard this, he wanted to scold him hastily, but he didn't know what to say.

Kunxuzi stood aside, sighed, and stopped Su Luoming: "Forget it, let's go to the Shijian Pavilion first."

Su Luoming didn't say much, fearing that Xie Changji would say something shocking if he stayed here, so he quickly walked out of the house.

The group arrived at the Sword Guard Pavilion. As soon as they entered the house and closed the door, Su Luoming turned around and shouted, "Kneel down!"

Xie Changji knelt down calmly on the ground. Kun Xuzi silently walked to the seat next to Su Luoming and sat down without saying a word.

Su Luoming paced back and forth in anger: "What's wrong with you? You stole Xiu Wen's marriage in public. Do you still have any shame? Does the Heavenly Sword Sect still have any shame?!"

"She is my wife."

"You and her just met for a few days on the road to the ghost city, she is you..."

"She is Wanwan."

When Xie Changji said this, everyone was stunned.

The names "Wanwan" were heard by all the six peak masters. When the Ghost Spirit was sealed in the Realm of Life and Death, this woman who suddenly rushed out died as a sacrifice, and then Xie Changji went to another world alone. They had heard the general idea of ​​this matter from Kunxuzi.

Su Luoming stared at Xie Changji blankly. After a moment, he was incredulous: "Isn't she dead?"

"She didn't."

"Are you sure?"

Kunxuzi beside him spoke, Xie Changji turned to look at him and said affirmatively: "I am sure."

"On what grounds?"

Kunxuzi didn't understand: "She put a seal of confusion on you..."

"In the spiritual illusion, she has Wanwan's memories. I also asked Lingbei and even she herself to confirm it personally."

"It can lock the soul..."

"When she was trapped in the Hehuan Palace in the Western Territory, she was poisoned and her blood was replaced. Therefore, she could not sense the Soul-Locking Lamp, nor could she be recognized by the Sword of the Heart."

After these words came out, everyone was speechless.

The tragedy that happened in Hehuan Palace two hundred years ago was even more tragic than the time when the boundary between life and death was opened and the Tianjian Sect was almost destroyed.

At that time, there were nearly 400 disciples of the Sword of the Heart in the Tianjian Sect. After that battle, only Xie Changji was left in the Sword of the Heart lineage.

But the Heaven Sword Sect at least retained the essence of the Affectionate Sword, and the Joyous Palace...

Everyone was speechless for a moment, and Xie Changji bowed respectfully to the ground.

"My fellow uncles," Xie Changji said in a low voice, "I guarded the sect and the realm of life and death for two hundred years. Now the sect is prosperous, the realm of life and death has been pacified, and the Sword of Heart-Searching has been passed down. The sect no longer needs Changji. Please consider these two hundred years and let Changji go down the mountain."

"But……"

Bai Yingmei, the head of the Sixth Peak, said with a worried look on her face: "Changji, she is Wanwan, but now she has come back and chose Xiuwen. Do you know what this means?"

Xie Changji trembled for a moment, then he spoke: "I know."

"Chang Ji," Bai Yingmei reminded, "When it comes to love, it's not that you give more and do more, she will respond. Even if you break your heart for her and leave your master for her today, it has nothing to do with her, and she may not like it..."

"I see."

Xie Changji interrupted her: "But I have to do something."

"Whether it's for her or for myself," Xie Changji said firmly, "I have to follow her to the Western Territory."

"But in the past ten thousand years, there has never been a case of the Sword Master leaving!" Xiao Wenshan, the head of the Fourth Peak, who was sitting nearby, couldn't help but said, "If everyone follows your example..."

"Go ahead."

Before Xiao Wenshan could finish speaking, Kunxuzi suddenly spoke.

Everyone was stunned, and everyone looked at Kunxuzi, and saw that the old man seemed to have suddenly aged.

"The sect has not done so yet, but it is not impossible. The first Sword Master of the Heart said that it is possible to leave the realm of life and death. But the first condition is to start over, and the second condition is to receive twenty soul-beating whips."

As he spoke, Kunxuzi stood up and looked at Xie Changji: "Are you sure you want to leave?"

"My disciple has changed his mind and started practicing again," Xie Changji put his hands on the ground, "Please give me a whip, uncle."

"good."

Kunxuzi responded and stepped forward slowly.

He raised his hand, and the soul-beating whip offered in front of the spirit tablet fell into his hand. Kunxuzi injected spiritual power into the soul-beating whip, and barbs stood up. Kunxuzi looked down at the whip in his hand and spoke softly: "You were born in the cold winter when you were young. Your family suffered a disaster and were slaughtered by demons. Only you were buried in the ice and snow, and you were lucky enough to survive. Your master predicted your birth and asked me to go and bring you back from the snow. After raising you for ten years, you were sent to the realm of life and death and received the true teachings of Yunting. At that time, I asked you if you were willing to practice the Sword of Questioning the Heart, and you said yes."

Kunxuzi looked tired and raised his eyes to him: "When you were nineteen years old, I first met you and Wanwan, and I asked you again if you were still willing to practice the Sword of Heart-Searching, and you said yes."

"Disciple has no regrets."

When Xie Changji opened his mouth, Kunxuzi closed his eyes slightly. After a moment, he gritted his teeth and whipped him hard.

The whip left bloody marks on Xie Changji's body, with a faint purple glow, proving that it was burning his soul.

Even Xie Changji couldn't help but shudder.

But he did not move, and Kunxuzi continued to whip him with the whip as if to vent his anger.

"No regrets? Who do you think you are? Do you think that without you, Xie Changji, there will be no one left in this world to carry the Sword of the Heart?!"

"Did your master teach you to be cold-hearted? Did he teach you to keep your mind focused? Did he teach you that everything in the world is about love? What are you doing? What are you doing now!"

"I'll make you indecisive!"

Kunxuzi's eyes turned red, and he whipped her again and again: "I will make your faith in Taoism weaken!"

"I'll let you disobey your teacher!"

"I'll let you know later!"

As the whips came down, Xie Changji curled up slightly in pain. Bai Meiying couldn't bear to watch and quickly stood up: "Brother, that's enough!"

Xiao Wenshan, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but stepped forward to stop him and said hastily, "Changji, please say something nice! Do you really have to go down the mountain?!"

However, Xie Changji did not listen to the advice and just bowed his head lightly: "Please give me the whip, uncle."

Kunxuzi's eyes were filled with tears. He pushed away the people around him and whipped Xie Changji with a whip: "Go! Go! Your master is dead, you are the great hero who slaughtered all the aliens, and no one can control you! If you want to leave, then go!"

Finally, twenty lashes were given.

Xie Changji was still kneeling on the ground, but Kunxuzi seemed exhausted and took a step back.

Su Luoming supported him. Kunxuzi looked at the young man kneeling on the ground and warned him, "Too many people are watching you. It's not easy to give up the path and start over. You leave the mountain today, but you must promise me that no one else will know about your change of path."

"yes."

"When you go to the Western Territory this time, take the Sword of Inquiry with you. The matter of recovering the Ghost Spirit will still be left to you to investigate."

"I obey your command."

Kunxuzi was silent for a long time after he finished speaking, and finally spoke in a hoarse voice: "Go, you should have gone two hundred years ago. I will go to Xiuwen to explain it to you."

"Thank you, Uncle Master."

Xie Changji bowed respectfully and then stood up.

Bai Meiying rushed forward, took Xie Changji's pulse, and injected spiritual power into him. Then she said anxiously: "Changji, you take a rest first, and later..."

Xie Changji shook his head: "She is still waiting for me. I will change my clothes and go back to the bridal chamber."

As he said this, he turned and walked out. Kunxuzi lowered his head and spoke hoarsely, "Eternal Silence."

Xie Changji paused, and Kunxuzi whispered, "If you don't want to stay in the Western Territory, Tianjian Sect, you can come back anytime."

Xie Changji stood at the door for a long time, then nodded gently: "Okay."

Having said this, he walked out the door.

His steps were still a little unsteady. Bai Meiying, who was standing beside him, looked worried and said, "He...he just survived a heavenly tribulation and was hit by twenty soul-beating whips. Now he doesn't even need to rest. Are you guys not going to do anything about it?"

"Meiying," Kunxuzi said tiredly, "just let him go."

As he spoke, Kunxuzi raised his head and looked at Xie Changji's wounded back: "He has been waiting for two hundred years."

After leaving Shijian Pavilion, Xie Changji went to his original room in the Second Peak.

He skillfully stopped the bleeding from the wound, bathed, stood up, then put on the red robe that Kunxuzi had sent him, and solemnly put on the golden crown inlaid with pearls and jade.

He looked in the mirror and carefully shaved the blue stubble on his face, revealing his handsome face.

When everything was ready, Xie Changji walked out of the room. Xie Wushuang led another disciple to stand in front of the door and said respectfully, "Master."

Xie Changji nodded and said softly, "Thank you for your hard work."

"It is a disciple's duty to share Master's worries."

Xie Wushuang said this and led Xie Changji forward.

The road was decorated with lights and lanterns, and outside there were guests making a lot of noise. Xie Changji walked into the courtyard, listening to the worldly voices he hadn't heard for a long time.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, all the disciples of Hehuan Palace became nervous.

Xie Changji walked towards the door. Lingnan was the first to react. He rushed forward to block Xie Changji and said excitedly: "Sir, our young master has gone to bed. Why don't you come back tomorrow?"

Xie Changji paused, he looked up at Lingnan, Lingnan's hand holding him was trembling slightly, Xie Changji said calmly: "Get out of the way."

"I...our young master ordered us," Lingnan stuttered, "not to let anyone disturb us."

Xie Changji didn't say anything. He looked at Lingnan calmly. Lingnan looked at him for a moment. Xie Wushuang, who was standing behind Xie Changji, spoke calmly: "Right Envoy Ling, please make way."

After hearing this, Lingnan glanced at Xie Wushuang and finally stepped back hesitantly.

Xie Changji walked forward and came to the door. He paused for a moment, raised his hand and slowly pushed the door open.

As the door was opened, a cool breeze blew in from the open window opposite. The bed curtains in the room danced lightly in the wind. Things in the room were messed up all over the place, and there was only a bowl of cold scallion noodles on the table.

The people in Hehuan Palace knelt down instantly.

Lingnan stuttered, "Sir...Sir, the young master is a little stuffy. Let's go out for some fresh air. Lingbei has already gone to look for him!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sound of hurried footsteps outside.

"Sir, this is bad!"

Jiang Yiran rushed into the courtyard in a hurry. Xie Changji turned around and saw Jiang Yiran kneeling in front of him, panting heavily: "Just now, just now the mountain guard disciple came to report that half an hour ago, he saw Young Master Hua carrying his mount and running away with Senior Brother Shen!"

The whole place was silent, and Lingnan instantly broke out in a cold sweat.

A cold wind blew, and Xie Changji's wedding gown swayed gently in the wind.

He looked at Jiang Yiran calmly and asked, "Which Senior Brother Shen?"

Jiang Yiran then realized that he had said the wrong thing. He knelt on the ground, lowered his head, and spoke with difficulty: "The Second Peak... Shen Xiuwen."