After breaking off the engagement with Long Aotian

"Brother, where are you going?" the female cultivator took out a notebook and asked.

Wen Xin replied, "I am going on a long journey with my junior sister on the order of my master."

"When will you be back?" the female cultivator asked as she recorded.

Wen Xin replied: "At least two years, at most ten years."

Ten years is not enough. But a few more years is not a big deal, as long as I can come back within ten years.

The female cultivator wrote down all the information. She also asked some other questions, such as what kind of transportation he took and whether he had received subsidies from the Wanshi Hall. These were all trivial matters.

Shao Yin stood by and waited for the registration to be completed before taking out a handful of spiritual fruits and stuffing them into the hands of the female cultivator: "Take this and eat it."

The female cultivator was flattered: "Thank you, Senior Sister."

Then he took out a handful of more precious fruits and said, "They are not good things, but they are produced by our family. Please have a taste, Senior Sister."

Shao Yin asked in surprise: "You produced it yourself?"

The female cultivator was a little embarrassed and said, "I am a disciple of the Hai family. Senior sister may not have heard of it. Our family grows spiritual fruits. This is a new variety that was cultivated this year. Due to the small number and unstable characteristics, it has not yet been presented to the sect."

Oh. Shaoyin understood, it was a good thing, but the production was small and it was not offered as a tribute.

"If you think highly of me, you are my friend!" Shao Yin immediately patted her shoulder, "Come, let's exchange consciousness."

As he spoke, he took out the sect token.

If he didn't think highly of her, why would he treat her to new dishes? Shao Yin immediately decided to make friends with this person.

As for the divine consciousness, it is actually similar to exchanging mobile phone numbers. The sect token has the function of two-way paging, but how to locate a specific person? It requires the unique divine consciousness fluctuations of the cultivator.

"Yes, Senior Sister." The female cultivator was obviously very happy. She took out the sect token and exchanged consciousness with her. "My name is Haichao."

Shao Yin said: "My master gave me the Taoist name Wu Huang."

"Yes, Senior Sister Wuhuang." The female cultivator was extremely happy, holding the token with shining eyes.

Shao Yin didn't know why she liked him so much, so she pushed Wen Xin aside and asked quietly, "Why do you like me?"

The female cultivator's face was slightly red, and her eyes were full of tears: "Senior Sister, you were so cool that day."

Yes, in the eyes of many people, Shao Yin acted like a madman when he raised his arm and called out that day, "Send a Divine Transformation cultivator to accept me as your disciple."

But in Haichao's eyes, she was confident, proud, radiant and so charming.

In comparison, Hai Chao, who was born in the Hai family but had mediocre talent and could only be an outer disciple in Tianque, was still a Jindan cultivator at the age of over 200. He felt a little inferior.

She envied Shao Yin's confidence and yearned for her willfulness. Her eyelids drooped, "I've made you laugh."

Shao Yin patted her shoulder, looking as confident and arrogant as she had imagined, and said in a clear voice: "When I ascend to heaven, I will take you with me!"

It was so hilarious and heart-breaking. Haichao curved his eyes and said, "Thank you, Senior Sister."

After talking for a while, Wenxin urged: "Let's go."

"Let's go." Shao Yin waved to Haichao, turned around, and followed Wenxin briskly out of Tianque's tower.

People are coming and going on the street.

Shao Yin had no one to talk to before, but now, as she stepped on the ground, she asked Wen Xin: "Did our Tianque pay for the spiritual stones used to pave the road, or did other sects pay for the site fees?"

What is the resident fee? I have never heard of this before, but it is surprisingly easy to understand: "Yeah."

"Hmm, what is it?" Shao Yin asked.

Wen Xin slapped her on the back of the head: "Why are you talking so much?"

Didn't she understand? The little girl was obviously very smart.

"Who are you trying to get?" Shao Yin muttered, then forgot about it in an instant. "Brother, are there so many people in the Holy City? There weren't so many when I came here last time."

Don't speak without asking.

"You weren't this impatient with me before." Shao Yin raised her voice, "If you don't want to take me, I don't want to go either!"

"That's it, I'm not going!"

She turned around and tried to run away, but Wenxin grabbed her by the collar. How could he let her run away? He absolutely could not.

With just one scoop, it was surprisingly light, like a feather. Wen Xin was startled and let go.

"Where are you going?" He scolded lightly, "A True Lord of Crossing Tribulation has emerged in Zixiao Palace, and the position of the first-class sect needs to change. We will arrange it in the Holy City."

Oh, the meeting is about to start!
Shao Yin understood, nodded, and said nothing else.

The two of them left the city, Wenxin summoned a spirit boat and waved to her to get on board.

This is a small and unique spirit boat with a light blue body and a very special texture that looks like jade or wood. It hovers in the air, and gradually its color blends with the sky.

Shao Yin flew up, and the spirit boat started to move automatically. She took a quick look and asked, "Brother, which room do I stay in?"

Although Wenxin's spiritual boat is small, it has everything needed, including four or five rooms.

"The one on the left." Wenxin pointed to one for her.

Shao Yin pushed the door open and found that the space inside was surprisingly large. No need to ask, it was another space formation.

Her attainments in formations were quite good now, and she could tell that this was a complex formation that incorporated six or seven formations, including a space formation, a soundproof formation, and a spirit gathering formation. It was indeed a good place.

"Thank you, Senior Brother." She smiled sweetly, leaning one hand on the door frame and waving at him with the other, "I'm going to rest!"

It would be bad to not let her rest. There is nothing else to do at the moment. Besides, it will take more than half a year to fly to Ningzhou.

A monk's time is spent only on cultivation.

"Go ahead." He nodded, walked to the side door, pushed it open and entered.

The light blue spirit boat was sailing in the sky. When the sky was clear and the sun was bright, it was a deep blue. When the sky was covered by clouds, it was a light gray-blue.

Silence flies fast, like the wind passing through.

The past three days have been calm.

That morning, Wenxin suddenly came to the door and knocked, "Junior Sister."

"Dong dong dong."

"Junior sister." He raised his voice, "Are you in there?"

There was no sound in the room. Even with the soundproofing, it was impossible for the people inside to not hear someone knocking on the door.

Wen Xin's handsome face darkened, he gathered his spiritual power in his palm, and immediately pushed the door open.

The door only served as a barrier and had no defensive function, so when he pushed it, it opened wide.

But there was no one in the empty room.
Wen Xin's face became even darker, and he stepped in. He came to the meditation cushion, but saw a small pile of talisman ash lying on the cushion.

He looked at the handful of talisman ashes, how could he not understand that the junior sister had used the substitute talisman and the real person had already run away?

Anger surged in my heart: "You don't know what's good for you!"

He had originally planned that if he came across a good place on the way to Ningzhou, he would set up a trap, turn a blind eye, and let her escape.

Yunhua had no good intentions towards her. If she stayed in Tianque, she would become a corpse in his hands sooner or later.

He is cold-hearted by nature, and it was rare for him to show mercy, but he was ignored like that!
"Go to hell!" He raised his hand and opened the window.

A strong wind suddenly rushed in and blew away the handful of talisman ashes, leaving not a single grain behind, leaving only the male cultivator with a cold face.

Shao Yin was currently riding on a flying sword and strolling in the Forbidden Sun Forest.

The sect token in his hand flashed white light, and the voice of a female cultivator came from it: "We were originally scheduled to leave the day after tomorrow, but someone didn't show up. I don't know what happened, and the elders cursed and swore, so we postponed it temporarily."

This is not good news for Shao Yin.

The secret realm is about to open, and the sect’s disciples must go in for training, but no matter where they go, the entrance to and from Tianque is the Holy City.

She then left the sect with Wenxin, tried to get rid of him, and then wandered around outside.

The fragment of Yunhua's spiritual consciousness is in her sea of ​​consciousness, and it is unknown how long it will monitor her. Now that she is far away from the Holy City, he should not be suspicious.

Shao Yin planned to dive into the training team and quickly enter the secret realm, but by then it would be too late for Yun Hua to find out.

However, the news brought by the tide was not very ideal.

"I understand." She said in a cheerful voice, without any worry in her voice. "I'll just wait for two days."

What if Yunhua knew? Would he come to arrest her personally? Or would he let Wenxin return?

Yunhua has the convenience of spiritual fragments, but if he dares to use this convenience, Shaoyin will expose his gentle veil.

He was not afraid that she would run away. But as long as she did not practice, who would die first after more than a hundred years?

Yunhua didn't dare to provoke her.

"Junior sister, is there anyone in your family who wants to go?" she asked.

In addition to the sect disciples, there are also some disciples from aristocratic families and talented people from affiliated sects participating in this training.

For example, the Hai family, where Hai Chao is from, is qualified and has sent several disciples on this trip to try their luck.

"There are a few." Haichao replied.

"Is there anyone who needs care?" Shao Yin asked again.

Haichao was stunned for a moment, and said with a little emotion: "Thank you for your kindness, Senior Sister, but I am not familiar with them."

She was not very talented and had long been abandoned by her family. She was just a tower keeper in Tianque and had no relationship with the best people in her family.

"Oh." Shao Yin nodded, "Then when I come out, I'll bring you some local specialties."

After hearing this, Haichao felt as if his throat was blocked by cotton.

She had long been accustomed to being marginalized, ignored, and used as a tool. However, the hearty comfort from her senior sister made her feel comforted.

"Thank you, Senior Sister!" She quickly cleared her throat and then advised sternly, "Senior Sister, you must remember that the things in the secret realm can only be picked, not used."

"But please remember this!"

When she said this, the cute little fangirl look disappeared, replaced by a calm and steady warning.

Shao Yin asked, "What's the matter? I've never heard that spoils of war can't be used."

She didn't enter the secret realm through official channels, so no one explained many rules to her. Haichao only knew that she suddenly stopped going to Ningzhou and went to the secret realm instead, so he didn't doubt it and just explained it to her.

"According to the sect's rules, anything in the secret realm can only be handed over to the sect in exchange for contribution points and cannot be used privately."

Shao Yin asked again: "What if you get injured and all the medicine you have is gone? Can't you just use local materials?"

Haichao got stuck, and after a while he said, "Maybe?"

"I understand." Shao Yin said with a smile.

The two chatted for a while, and saw a cluster of spiritual fruits in front of them. The bright red spiritual fruits were growing in clusters like pearls. Shao Yin hung up the phone and flew forward to pick the fruits.

Since the things in the secret realm cannot be used, I guess they cannot be eaten either. She didn't know when she would come out, so she should fill her storage bag with more stuff!
Two days passed in the blink of an eye.

"Senior Sister, Elder Zhou and the others have already set off." Haichao sent a message.

Shao Yin asked her to keep an eye on the training team and let her know if they set off.

Haichao is a passionate person, and she always responds to any request Shaoyin makes.

"Thank you, Junior Sister." Shao Yin said in a clear voice, "I'll come back and play with you!"

After saying that, he hung up the call.

The sect's spiritual boat has already set off, and it's time for her to catch a ride.

He took out the map, identified the direction, and flew out of the Forbidden Sun Forest.

The secret realm is quite far from the holy city, and the spiritual boat will take more than a month to fly. Shao Yin stepped on the flying sword and waited for two days on the road that must be passed. Sure enough, he saw a huge white spiritual boat coming with the wind and clouds.

"Wait a minute!"

The disciple who was in charge of maintaining the spirit boat formation, replenishing spirit stones into the formation regularly, and adjusting the course was yawning out of boredom when he suddenly saw something and his eyes fixed.

In the air ahead, I saw three huge words "Wait a minute" spelled out by spiritual power.

Afraid that people wouldn't see it, he used spiritual power of other colors to piece together the three big words again.

Blue overlapped with purple, purple overlapped with green, it was colorful, and the huge words even blocked the road ahead.

(End of this chapter)