"What do you mean?" Hua Xiangwan laughed when she heard this. "How could Hehuan Palace murder disciples of Tianjian Sect? Is there any evidence?"

"The magic circles that exploded on both sides of the mountain are from your Hehuan Sect," Xie Wushuang began to present evidence, "and the two huge rocks blocking the road also have the magic seals of the Hehuan Sect, and there are some assassins deployed on both sides. How do you explain this?"

"Well," Hua Xiangwan twirled her round fan, subconsciously stalling for time, "I can explain it."

"Explain." Xie Wushuang responded immediately without giving her any time to maneuver.

Hua Xiangwan didn't respond. She thought for a long time and finally realized something.

There really isn't much to explain.

"Okay," Hua Xiangwan sighed and sat up straight, "We did arrange all this, I admit that, but it was not to murder the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect."

"What do you want?"

"I tell you, you have to swear not to tell anyone else."

Hua Xiangwan began to discuss with him, but Xie Wushuang remained silent.

Hua Xiangwan thought about it. He came to investigate, so he must report to the elders. It was impossible for him to say nothing. Anyway, she just didn't want the disciples below to know, so as not to make them alert.

So Hua Xiangwan took a step back and said, "We can't tell these Tianjian Sect disciples who are in Zuixiang Town now."

"good."

This time Xie Wushuang did not hesitate.

Hua Xiangwan was relieved. Xie Wushuang was going to give up anyway, so she told the truth: "We did set up an ambush in the canyon, but the main purpose was to create some difficulties for the disciples of the Tianjian Sect so that I could come out to rescue them and leave a good impression on them. But who knew that people from Mingluan Palace suddenly showed up halfway, and they wanted to take advantage of our trick and use our magic circle to kill the disciples of the Tianjian Sect and put the blame on us."

"Who came to Mingluan Palace?"

Xie Wushuang did not doubt what she said and asked directly what she wanted to know. Hua Xiangwan thought about the scene at that time: "Most of them are elites, led by the second young master of Mingluan Palace, Qin Yunshang. She is in the Spiritualization Stage, and is the second best among the younger generation of Mingluan Palace after the young master Qin Yunyi. She would not appear on ordinary missions, and she would come all the way to the Western Territory..."

Hua Xiangwan felt more suspicious the more she spoke: "I really don't know why. If she just wanted to sow discord between us, she was being overly generous."

Xie Wushuang didn't say anything, seeming to be thinking.

Hua Xiangwan's heart skipped a beat, and she was afraid that Xie Wushuang didn't believe her, so she quickly clarified: "I really didn't lie to you, it was Qin Yunshang who came."

"I know."

Xie Wushuang spoke up and continued to ask, "Why do you want to leave a good impression on the Tianjian Sect?"

Hua Xiangwan felt a little embarrassed when she saw Xie Wushuang asking this question so bluntly: "This... am I not coming to the Tianjian Sect to ask for marriage? I want to cultivate our relationship in advance."

Trick one back.

The implied meaning is not stated explicitly, but any normal person can hear it.

Xie Wushuang didn't respond, as if he was thinking about what she said.

Hua Xiangwan thought about her answer again. The logic was very clear. Apart from being embarrassed, there was no other problem.

But the shame...

Anyway, since Xie Wushuang doesn't want it, it doesn't matter.

She lowered her head, picked up the teacup beside her and took a sip. After waiting for a moment, Xie Wushuang finally spoke: "Yi Ran——"

Xie Wushuang raised her voice, Hua Xiangwan put down the teacup, and there was a "creak" sound from behind. The light from outside the door fell in again, and Jiang Yiran stood at the door: "Senior Brother."

"Take Master Hua downstairs and arrange for a guest room."

When Hua Xiangwan heard "arrange guest rooms", she knew that the matter was settled. She breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, and said goodbye politely: "Thank you, Daojun. Goodbye."

As she spoke, she walked out of the door. Jiang Yiran was already waiting on the side. Shen Xiuwen was standing on the side. When he saw Hua Xiangwan coming over, he smiled gently and said, "Young Master, have a good rest."

"Thank you for your concern, Shen Daojun," Hua Xiangwan smiled meaningfully, "I have a good dream tonight."

After Hua Xiangwan left, Shen Xiuwen walked into the lobby, raised his hand to set up a soundproof barrier, walked to Xie Wushuang, and saluted respectfully: "Your Excellency."

Xie Wushuang, or rather, Xie Changji who was controlling Xie Wushuang's body, took a sip of tea and said in a steady voice, "Hehuan Palace should continue to observe. At the same time, let the disciples in the dark pay attention. The second young master of Mingluan Palace in the Western Territory has also arrived. It is estimated that there are other sects hiding in the dark."

"yes."

"The Spiritual Void Secret Realm will appear in the West Peak Mountain in five days. We don't know its exact location. We will rest for a day and set off tomorrow to prepare to enter the mountain."

"The Hehuan Palace..."

"The suspicion has not been resolved. Let's go into the mountains together to avoid any changes."

"Understood. I'll get ready right away."

Shen Xiuwen nodded, turned around and wanted to go out, but just after taking a step, he heard Xie Changji say: "Wait."

As he spoke, Xie Changji stood up, walked behind him, raised his hand and touched the air behind Shen Xiuwen's neck. A magic seal floated out from the back of his neck and landed on his fingertips.

Shen Xiuwen noticed something unusual, turned around and looked, his eyes fell on the rune mark on Xie Changji's finger that was glowing red, his expression was filled with surprise and doubt.

"This is..."

"Dream Seal."

Xie Changji explained to Shen Xiuwen: "With the help of this mark, I can enter your dream. It is often used to disturb other people's minds. If the mind is unstable, it is easy to be guided and controlled by it."

Shen Xiuwen's face darkened, and he said with a bit of self-blame: "It was because I was not careful enough."

"She has reached the level of a spirit-transforming cultivator," Xie Changji did not blame her, but comforted Shen Xiuwen, "If I were not here, you would not have discovered her."

Shen Xiuwen didn't say anything, but he still looked apologetic.

Xie Changji turned towards him, as if looking at him through the white silk, and changed the subject: "What did she say just now?"

"The young master first inquired about what you were going to ask, hoping that I could help her, and then said something else..." Thinking of that scene, even though he knew that Hua Xiangwan was up to something, Shen Xiuwen still felt a little uneasy, "I don't quite understand."

"What?"

"Young Master Hua said that she has a crush on someone in the Tianjian Sect," Shen Xiuwen said with embarrassment, "Let me guess who it is."

Xie Changji paused for a moment and didn't respond for a long time.

Shen Xiuwen waited for a while, then asked cautiously: "Sir?"

"Well," Xie Changji finally came back to his senses and said calmly, "Don't pay attention to it. But she gave you a dream seal, so it's better to see what she is going to do." Xie Changji extended his hand to him, "Take it back."

"Sir," Shen Xiuwen looked at the talisman that Xie Changji had passed over, his face showing difficulty, "Young Master Hua has a high level of cultivation, and my disciple's character is not strong. I am afraid that in my dream..."

"I see."

Before Shen Xiuwen finished speaking, Xie Changji understood his concern: "Go down, arrange your itinerary, and have a good rest."

Seeing that Xie Changji did not force him to go to see Hua Xiangwan in his dream, Shen Xiuwen breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly bowed: "Disciple will take his leave first."

After Shen Xiuwen left, Xie Changji looked down at the symbol on his fingertips, and Shen Xiuwen's words echoed in his mind: "Young Master Hua said that she has a lover in the Tianjian Sect. Let me guess who it is."

He stared at the rune for a long time, then raised his hand and smeared the sigil on his arm.

It is not difficult to change the appearance of the soul. Shen Xiuwen did not dare to see her in his dream, so he went to see what her purpose was in looking for Shen Xiuwen.

It's just that the same words and the same method of entering a dream...

Is there really such a coincidence in this world?

Doubts arose in his mind, and then he thought, when did she say this to him?

The time they spent together was too short, only three years.

But she was away for too long, a full two hundred years.

New memories had been constantly being created over the past two hundred years, trying to take her place. Every time he noticed a memory fading, he would feel flustered.

He opened his hand, and another dream butterfly appeared in his hand.

When did she say this?

He reached out his hand and touched the Dream Butterfly. The scene in front of him gradually turned dark. He could hear the sounds of children playing, wind blowing through wheat fields, and the girl's clear and joking words: "Xie Changji, I recently found someone I like."

The light in front of him gradually became brighter, and he saw a young man walking on the path ahead of him, carrying a girl on his back. The girl hugged his neck with both hands and whispered in his ear: "Guess who it is?"

The young man said nothing, his eyes slightly lowered, and he walked forward calmly with his back to her, as if he hadn't heard her.

The girl smiled and looked at him sideways: "Think about it, the people I met recently, Mr. Zhang, Mr. Wang, Mr. Zhao Daojun, oh, and my friend Shen Yichen..."

Before he could finish his words, the young man suddenly let go and dropped the man to the ground.

The girl was stunned for a moment, and the boy walked aside, took some branches and rattan, and quickly weaved a chair.

He walked back with a blank expression, squatted down with a chair on his back, and said calmly, "Come up."

"Why..." The girl was a little confused, "Why do you suddenly need a chair..."

"Genders are different," the young man said in a serious tone, "I didn't find the right materials just now, I'm sorry for offending you."

"Since you've already touched me," the girl insisted, "why do you care how long you touch me? Besides, I don't mind."

Despite the wild words, the young man remained expressionless, and kept his original posture, waiting for her in silence.

After a long stand, the girl finally gave in and had no choice but to sit on the chair.

The young man carried her on his back, his expression becoming even uglier.

The girl sat on a chair with her back to him and couldn't see his expression. She could only sigh softly: "Xie Daojun, you really don't understand romance."

The young man said nothing, lowered his head and walked forward.

"Just now I said that I have someone I love. You should ask me who it is. Once you ask me, I can answer that it is you."

The girl said, seemingly helpless, and turned to look at him: "How can I say this when you don't even reply to me?"

"oh."

After talking for a long time, the boy finally spoke, but he didn't say a single word, and it was impossible to tell what he meant.

The girl was so angry that she was speechless. After thinking for a long time, she snorted coldly, turned her head away, and said in a muffled voice: "You are so taciturn, you stinky Taoist priest, you will be alone and widowed for the rest of your life!"

The young man listened to her scolding but did not refute her. He just carried her on his back and walked forward.

On the country road, the evening breeze blew through the surrounding wheat fields, and even the setting sun seemed particularly gentle.

Xie Chang and Jing Jing walked away and watched for a long time.

When the illusion was shattered, Xie Changji opened his eyes and saw that the Dream Butterfly had landed on the table, without any trace of life.

The wind blew in from the window, and the butterfly turned into ashes and flew away with the wind.

Xie Changji turned his head to look out the window, only to find that it was already night, the lights in the corridor outside the window had all been turned off, and it was time to go to bed.

He thought about it, stood up, walked to the bed, put the sword aside, and lay down on the bed.

It's time to dream.

******

When the dream seal brought the news that "Shen Xiuwen" had fallen asleep, Hua Xiangwan was almost crying with excitement.

In the past two days, she was either rushing or fighting. As an "ordinary person" without a golden elixir, she wanted to sleep a long time ago. But others would not let her, fearing that she would sleep too much during the day and would not be able to sleep at night and miss Shen Xiuwen's dream.

They don't have much time now, every day counts, and they can't miss a night.

So everyone went to sleep, leaving her to suffer alone.

Who would have thought that "Shen Xiuwen" was an energetic night owl. Until now, when the lights in the corridor were turned off, he finally fell asleep.

Time was running out, so she quickly changed into a thin white shirt, returned to bed, lowered the curtains, lit some incense, lay down and closed her eyes.

She had only seduced someone in a dream once, and that was to Xie Changji.

As the saying goes, what you think about during the day you dream about at night, but if you dream at night, you will inevitably think about it during the day as well.

Therefore, it was a common practice of Hehuan Palace to give a few spring dream experiences to those they liked. Hua Xiangwan had always disdained this, but at that time, she was forced into a desperate situation by Xie Changji, so she still used this trick.

As a result, she tried for a long time, but Xie Changji was as still as Liu Xiahui in her dream. In the end, he even put clothes on her and reminded her seriously: "It's dawn, go back, and don't enter my dream next time to avoid accidental injury."

She was so angry that she felt blood stuck in her chest.

How can this be called a sword cultivator? This is a living Buddha who has lost his roots.

If she had not experienced it once when they were both on the verge of death, she would still doubt whether Xie Changji was practicing the way of cultivation that "if you want to practice this skill, you must castrate yourself first, and if you don't castrate yourself, you cannot succeed."

The blow was so great that she didn't use this method for many years.

If there weren't only six days, she wouldn't have used this method.

Now that she suddenly had to use it, she was a little overwhelmed. After thinking it over, she decided to just do it again.

What the senior sister taught me will never be useless forever.

Thinking of her senior sister, Hua Xiangwan couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Her mind couldn't help but emerge the scene of Hu Mian, wearing a fox fur coat and a red dress, teaching her how to weave dreams and how to seduce Xie Changji.

She hesitated and asked her: "Isn't this a bad idea? Is it considered cheating?"

Hu Mian smiled lightly, rolled down from the tree, raised his index finger with bright red nail polish, and gently placed it on Hua Xiangwan's lips.

"Silly Junior Sister," Hu Mian spoke softly, "If you can deceive someone's heart, it's not called deception."

Just like Xie Changji back then, if she didn’t like someone, she couldn’t get him, let alone cheat him.

Fortunately, there is only one Xie Changji.

When she fell for him, she just didn't believe that everyone in the Heavenly Sword Sect was Xie Changji.