My sister took me to Xiuxian

At this moment, the gate of Xuantian Palace in front opened silently to both sides. In an instant, a supreme majesty came towards him, and endless immortal light gushed out, as if there was an immortal emperor sitting cross-legged in the depths of the hall, quietly looking down at him.

In addition, there was also a kind of Taoist sound that rang out and penetrated into the ears!

It was like there were three thousand ancient Buddhas chanting, and like there were tens of thousands of demons roaring, blending together and shaking people's souls.

It makes people lose control and make them kneel down and kowtow in worship.

"The Immortal Lord wants me to kneel down here and accept his kindness?"

This time, Qiu Yi understood the meaning of the Tao sound.

Immortal Xuantian has bestowed you with this opportunity, so you need to remain in awe and respect him.

Bowing down to him and paying homage to him is the requirement and command for every subsequent comer.

"How could a dignified immortal be so vain? If that's the case, why did you arrange the opportunity so secretly? If it was openly displayed, who knows how many people would flock to you every year to worship and burn incense to you!"

Qiu Yi sneered, the primordial light shone between his eyebrows, and the immortal light was bright. He decisively ignored the Taoist voice and walked inside. He wanted to see how this immortal who had been dead for more than 200,000 years could create a god again?

. . . . . .

A quiet courtyard where no one will disturb you.

Two beautiful people were sitting in the pavilion sipping tea. The sunlight was shining down, outlining beautiful curves on the ground paved with spiritual jade.

"Crack!"

In the snow-white palm, a delicate celadon teacup suddenly cracked. The graceful woman moved her eyes slightly, staring at the crack in a daze, and then let out a faint sigh.

"Master, what is this?" Sister Qi Ling looked at the broken teacup in the woman's hand in astonishment. She seemed unable to understand how the master, with her level of cultivation, could not control her own strength, leading to such a mistake.

"It's okay, I was just distracted for a moment."

With a wave of her bare hands, the celadon teacup and the tea leaves and tea in it disappeared into thin air. Ye Junxi calmly changed the teacup and poured herself another cup.

"Master, you are not thinking about Xiao Yi, are you? You are too worried about him. It has only been a few days, and Xiao Yi is not flirting with those girls."

Sister Qi Ling held up her snow-white chin with one hand, with a strange expression on her face, and said teasingly.

"..." After glancing at her, Ye Junxi continued to drink her tea, as if she didn't hear anything.

"Oh, isn't it? Then master, what are you doing..." The two of them had a telepathic connection, and Ye Xiangyun quickly realized that her master didn't seem to care about this.

Putting down the tea, the elder sister opened her red lips and said calmly: "It is said that the Immortal Lord is invincible, but now that the opportunity has come, we must determine who is better..."

Chapter 82 Sister? Sister!

"Sister, why are you here?"

Stepping into the hall under such overwhelming pressure, Qiu Yi was originally in a heavy mood.

Even though that immortal had died two hundred thousand years ago, the world of immortal cultivation is very mysterious, and who knows if he would come back to life as a corpse or have a residual soul.

The old saying that people on Earth are accustomed to, "When a person dies, it is like a light going out," does not apply at all here.

The distant ones, such as Feng Yuqi Demon Dragon, were killed by that person, and they were all alive and well after reincarnation. The nearby one was Yuxiu in his own Qi Sea, and it was so easy for him to do sit-ups on the spot.

But what he didn't expect was that after entering the hall, what came into his sight was not the majestic statue or corpse of Xuantian Immortal Venerable, but a slender figure standing quietly beside him, with immortal light flowing all over his body, as if a real immortal had descended to the world.

Qiu Yi was stunned immediately and his body froze.

This... isn't this my sister?

How could she appear here!

Or is this an illusion created by Immortal Master Xuantian?

But this figure was so clear, the aura fluctuations were extremely terrifying, not blurry at all, and lifelike, as if a peerless immortal who amazed the world was standing in front of him.

"elder sister!"

He screamed out loud on the spot. This was too incredible.

Hearing the voiceless call, the woman turned around and looked at him with her picturesque face. Her eyes were so crystal clear, even clearer than the purest sky.

In the wisps of fairy mist, the woman's long hair was flying like a waterfall, shining like starlight. On her snow-white neck, her fairy face, which was the most beautiful in the world, showed a hint of surprise when the young man called out.

"You called me sister?"

The woman's lips parted slightly, and her voice sounded like the sound of nature. The melody of the avenue echoed and directly appeared in the boy's mind.

"Uh……"

Qiu Yi was stunned upon hearing this and asked softly: "Sister, don't you remember me? I am Xiao Yi!"

The woman's eyes sparkled as she shook her head and explained seriously, "I just left a spiritual imprint when I set up the restriction. It has been kept in this secret place just in case. You actually know nothing about what happened after I left..."

After a brief explanation, Qiu Yi finally understood what was going on with Ye Junxi in front of him.

When Tianji Valley invited my sister to come and help, although she agreed, it didn't mean she didn't care about anything. It was just that the timing was not right and she didn't know the details, so she didn't want to confront them. Later, an accident happened and she naturally couldn't take care of it.

However, the backup plan was still left until his appearance, bringing a familiar breath, which finally awakened her consciousness completely.

"Brother?" A hint of strangeness flashed across Ye Junxi's beautiful face, and she asked in confusion, "Your swordsmanship has the shadow of Qingge, and you have the aura of Xiangyun. I thought you were most likely my or Qingge's apprentice, or even a disciple's grandson. How could you be my brother?

How old are you? When did I become so shameless to choose a kid your age as my brother? Are you sure you are not lying to me?"

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Qiu Yi was sweating profusely and didn't know how to answer.

The spiritual will left by his sister in the past complains about his sister now. Who should he speak for?

This is so difficult!

"Uh..." The young man wiped his sweat and whispered, "Sister, I won't lie to you about this! What's the point of doing this? I can recite the Nine Transformations of Mi Lun Immortal Scripture by heart, okay?"

"That's true."

The woman seemed to be thinking about something, and murmured, "It's not possible that Qingge's curse has taken effect. I won't be able to find a man in the future, so I'm pretending to find a younger brother and preparing to eat young grass."

As she spoke, she glanced at the boy seriously and nodded silently: "Let's not talk about other things. The taste is not that bad. It's not so bad that I can't eat it."

Qiu Yi got goosebumps instantly: "!!!"

The young man thought of his sister Qingge’s diary, which seemed to record a lot of incredible things. It seemed that his sister also knew them.

But is this something he can listen to?

"Ahem, sister, when did you follow me?"

Mustering up the courage to interrupt his sister's monologue, the boy quickly changed the subject, not wanting his sister to continue talking.

"It was probably when you scared away the vine monster, jumped into the pit and absorbed a pool of life essence, and discovered that you had triggered my restriction."

Ye Junxi's past imprint also realized that she seemed to have gone astray just now, so she took the initiative to go down the boy's steps and stopped muttering about the old cow eating young grass.

"So early..." Qiu Yi was stunned on the spot.

If you put it that way, then doesn't that mean...

"I would have forgotten if you hadn't said it." Ye Junxi took two steps forward, turned her head and glared at him: "At that time, I thought you might be my disciple, and I turned a blind eye to you flirting with the little girl in the secret realm. I didn't expect that you were my adopted brother. I actually watched you hugging and flirting with that little girl, while the other girl was stupid and had no idea. I watched with great interest at the time and thought it was quite funny..."

Qiu Yi: “…”

sweat!

Sweat profusely!

This... this is really just an accident!

Sister, please listen to my explanation.

However, compared to her sister's calmness, elegance, calmness and peace after the time travel, the sister before the time travel was really more agile and light, and a little eccentric. No wonder Sister Qingge hated her so much.

If it were her in front of me, she might indeed do those things.

"Then sister, what are you doing now?" Feeling a faint different aura, Qiu Yi decisively changed the subject again.

"I also wanted to know what Xuantian Immortal Venerable was doing before, but I couldn't find a suitable excuse. Now that you are here, he is ready to attack you, so I naturally have to step in. How can I watch him bully my people?"

Even though there was only a trace of the spiritual imprint of the past, my sister at this moment still had an extraordinary and supreme charm, making it difficult for people to look directly at her appearance.

"Sister, wait a minute, that's Xuantian Immortal Lord!"

The boy was shocked at first by his sister's strong attitude, but he soon came to his senses.

How could an Immortal Lord be so easy to face? My sister only had a trace of her mark, how could she be his opponent?

"Don't worry. A man who has been dead for hundreds of thousands of years, unless he can come back to life, I don't need to be afraid just because he has some backup plans. But Xiaoyi, you have to stay by my side."

Divine clouds flowed above Ye Junxi's gorgeous colorful clothes, and a transcendent Taoist aura spread out, enveloping the young man and making him unaffected by any formation of the Xuantian Palace.

"By the way, haven't you memorized the Nine Transformations of the Mi Lun Immortal Scripture by heart? Why don't you practice this technique?"

The two walked forward, and after a few steps, the elder sister asked curiously again.

As his younger brother, he did not practice his own martial arts but instead practiced Qingge's swordsmanship. What was he thinking?

Qingge’s kendo is really that good!

"Ah! This..."

Qiu Yi was confused as to how to explain this.

His situation is a bit special. Is it said that he can't learn the Mi Lun Immortal Scripture? Or is he practicing the Yuan Dao Shen Xiao Scripture?

I can't say this!

"Um……"

The young man hesitated for two seconds, looking at his sister's infinitely beautiful back, he said seriously: "Because someone once told me, "Those who learn from me will live, those who imitate me will die." I want to surpass my sister in the future, how can I learn my sister's skills? Wouldn't that mean I have no hope in my life?"

???

Ye Junxi turned her head in surprise when she heard that, her skirt raised in an arc of joy, but her eyes were vague when she looked at the boy, as if she had seen a little monster.

After a long while, she reached out her hand and patted his shoulder with a little force. The smile on the corners of her bright lips could not be concealed. She was overjoyed: "Little girl is really ambitious. Now that I think about it, I was indeed a little proud and complacent in the past. I'll teach her a lesson so that she will remember it. Xiaoyi, do you want me to analyze my weaknesses and shortcomings for you?"

Qiu Yi: “???”

Good man, how can you help others deal with yourself?

Sister, I kind of believe that Sister Qingge was always thinking about you.

"Hehe, that's not necessary. I can do it myself." The young man said shamelessly.

"Really? Then don't cry when you lose. Just like Qingge did back then, she would run to the back hills and cry secretly every time she lost."

Qiu Yi: (*￣m￣)

Chapter 83: The Fallen Immortal

This Xuantian Palace is not big.

Although it was arranged by an Immortal Lord, with rumbling sounds of Tao and long-lasting rhymes, if ordinary people go deep into it, they may be forced to enter the realm of enlightenment before they go far, and thus be influenced by the Immortal Lord's methods and unable to extricate themselves.

However, Ye Junxi was not among them. The sacred rays of light flowed, protecting Qiu Yi while constantly dissolving Xuantian Immortal Venerable's methods. Various colorful visions bloomed like fireworks in an instant, and melted away as quickly as spring snow into water, disappearing in an instant.

"Xuantian Immortal Venerable is worthy of being the first Immortal Venerable. He does have some abilities. I have been to the Xuantian Palace in Tianzhou where his inheritance is located, but I have never seen such a method in his inheritance."

A ray of fairy light flowed out from the slender white fingertips, just right to point out a certain large formation that was in operation. Feeling the scattered rhythm, Ye Junxi nodded continuously.

"Sister, are you fighting with Xuantian Immortal Venerable in the air?"

Qiu Yi widened his eyes and wanted to look more carefully, but found that the level was too high and it was not something he could understand.

"Not really. I am just trying to crack the methods he left behind. Overall, these formations are still very sophisticated and worth studying."

With a rookie little brother following her around, the older sister was quite interested in showing off to him during this boring journey of breaking the formation.

"These pillars covered with runes form a large formation, which is used to extract the life force from the earth veins and gather it into the life source pool you just saw."

“And this picture of the Immortal Lord preaching on the wall should be the key to emitting the sound of Taoism and allowing those two little girls to practice Taoism.”

"Sister, does this preaching picture have any side effects? Will it affect Xiaobai and Xuan'er?" Hearing this, Qiu Yi's heart skipped a beat and he began to feel uneasy.

"You're quite a playboy. You don't forget to care about your little Taoist partner even at this time!" Ye Junxi stretched out her finger and tapped his forehead, a little unhappy.

I'm still here, what's wrong with my brother thinking about other women?

Qiu Yi: ⊙ω⊙

This sister seems to be more jealous than the current sister!

"Don't worry, there's nothing wrong with the Sutra Preaching Picture. It's not an easy thing for a little girl in the third or fourth realm to bathe in that level of life source fluid. If you interfere, then we won't let her live."

Ye Junxi did not delve too deeply into the boy's love life. She was just a mark. Why should she think so much? The original body should be living well in the outside world. This was something she should consider.