My sister took me to Xiuxian

Finally, are we talking about this? Qiu Yi thought to himself that he was right. When the girl was struck by lightning, a hazy glow covered her body, which kept her safe. Later, when he fought with the tiger demon, the scattered lightning made everyone's hair fall off completely, but in the end, only her hair was made to stand up by the lightning...

So it seems that everything is caused by the mark on Xiaobai's forehead?

"If that's the case, then other people who have achieved success in cultivation haven't discovered it?"

"They didn't see it and said I was lying to them."

At this point, Miss Xiaobai's tone was very lost. This was the most tragic thing these days. She clearly had extraordinary talent, but could not prove it no matter what, and could only be classified as an ordinary person.

If it were on Earth, there might be a chance to excel in the future, but in the world of immortal cultivation... in one word, difficult!

"It's okay. After all, you are still the princess, right?"

However, as soon as Qiu Yi comforted her, the little girl couldn't hold back and burst into tears: "What's the use of being a princess? I've become a plaything of you, a devil. You can bully me however you want. Do you take me seriously?

Nowadays, more and more people like to take action against women with titles such as princess, county lady, saint lady, and celestial maiden, and they say that their taste has improved. It’s obvious that they just want more excitement.”

Qiu Yi: "Uh... this..."

Is it true that he has been controlled?

Women of status do give people a different feeling.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the young man's spiritual consciousness surged and silently penetrated into the girl's brows, wanting to get a glimpse of what was going on.

If there really is some amazing treasure between Xiaobai's eyebrows, then shouldn't I first build a good relationship with her and make an investment? In that way, if this girl becomes rich in the future, I can also rely on her for support.

Bai Youning’s realm is the same as his. The mental strength of a girl who has not entered the second realm is at a normal level. The sea of ​​consciousness between her eyebrows is empty, with nothing in it.

But just when Qiu Yi had been searching for a long time and thought he would find nothing, a strange wave suddenly sounded and turned into a melodious melody. Then the girl's sea of ​​consciousness burst into brilliant light, and a magnificent and vast heavenly palace slowly emerged.

It is surrounded by a majestic aura that seems to surpass the sky.

"!!!"

Qiu Yi was stunned. What the hell was this? There was no need to make such a big fuss, right?

In addition, Sister Qi Ling, who was always paying attention to the outside world even when she was resting, was also shocked.

Her strength and realm far exceeded Qiu Yi's, so she naturally saw more things. In the endless palace, she unexpectedly discovered a figure that looked somewhat familiar.

"No way, Master, are you sure you only brought Xiao Yi back? You've made a mistake!"

Chapter 29 Crow's Mouth

"Hey, what's that expression on your face?"

After a while, Bai Youning discovered that this guy's attitude seemed to have changed slightly, and even the tone of his voice had softened a lot.

"Nothing. I just listened to your explanation and felt that you were quite pitiful. It's not easy for anyone."

Qiu Yi looked up at the sky, feeling quite sad.

He also thought that the girl was bragging before, but after actually seeing the mark that looked like a palace in the sky, he was greatly shocked.

Is she really a girl blessed by heaven? When she was young, she suffered from the contempt and cold eyes of others. When she grew up, she got the cheats and started her road to becoming an immortal by pretending to be awesome and getting slapped in the face.

Why does this routine sound more familiar the more I hear it?

This won’t do. What if this girl takes the initiative to settle accounts with me?

"Am I hallucinating?"

Beside him, Xiaobai, who was being walked forward by the boy holding his wrist, stared at him suspiciously with his eyes blinking, his brows furrowed, his nose slightly wrinkled, and he carefully looked at every detail on his face, trying to find some loopholes and flaws.

What he just said was totally unlike something this big devil would say!

"What auditory hallucination? Shouldn't you be moved?" Qiu Yi looked at her in surprise: "I am affirming you. Don't worry, after meeting me, your luck will start to change. Your future practice will be smooth, and I am your lucky star!"

"Lucky you! Nothing good has ever happened to me since I met you!"

Bai Youning's face turned black, and she rubbed her crystal-clear canine teeth, furious: "You don't need to tell me about my future. You must have other intentions for suddenly changing your attitude."

"Look at what you're saying. What do I want from you? What do you have?" The young man glanced at Xiao Bai's insignificant chest with disdain and said calmly, "I just calculated with my fingers and felt that after a while, your luck will turn and you will be favored by the immortals. You'd better be mentally prepared now."

"I don't believe you at all. You are such a bad devil. You definitely have bad intentions." The girl bared her teeth and didn't believe what he said at all.

"If you don't believe me, let's make a bet?"

"I bet your head!"

"Girls, don't say bad words."

The quarrel between the boy and the girl made Sister Qi Ling shake her head. Perhaps she guessed what Xiao Yi wanted to do. He was probably moved by the mark on Bai Youning's forehead and wanted to invest in advance. However, the mark in the girl's sea of ​​consciousness was too thin and seemed illusory.

Perhaps it was just a casual move made by a powerful person, or maybe she was affected by something in the womb. Unless there was some incredible opportunity, it would be impossible for her to gain much from it.

In addition, a magnificent sky palace of this magnitude should not be a mark of this era, and it is unclear whether it is a blessing or a curse.

What's more, why did the shadow in the sky look more and more like that person... Was she dazzled?

Shaking her head, Sister Qi Ling copied this imaginary palace first, and planned to study it carefully after returning.

However, the next moment, her body froze instantly and she almost couldn't control her own strength. What did she see?

Wisps of divine light flowed, as if guided, pouring out from the void, solidifying the imprint of the heavenly palace bit by bit.

Even the shadow in the palace gradually became clearer, as if it had sensed something and was looking towards this side from an infinite distance.

???

Was it a ghost? Or did Xiao Yi's bad words really come true?

This time, Sister Qi Ling did not stop and decisively retreated back into Qiu Yi's Qi sea.

What the hell is going on? She had only slept for more than 10,000 years, but when she woke up, all kinds of monsters and demons appeared, and they were all things she dared not even imagine. Is this interesting?

She took another look at the heavenly palace scene copied from the Treasure Map of All Things, especially the illusory figure in one of the heavenly palaces, and Sister Qi Ling's beautiful face was full of confusion.

This... this shouldn't be the case!

Why is she here?

"Xiao Yi!"

"Sister, what's the matter?"

Here, Qiu Yi was still tirelessly instilling something into Xiao Bai, fearing that the girl would turn against him when they met again.

It's a pity that this stubborn girl has actually given up on herself. She was born with a vision, but after more than ten years, she is no different from an ordinary person, and she herself doesn't have much confidence.

She had heard what Qiu Yi said from her family before, and her ears were almost callused from hearing it.

"Don't think about that little girl with little flesh on her chest. I have something to ask you." Hearing the conversation between Qiu Yi and Bai Youning, Sister Qi Ling felt a toothache. Do you really have such a purpose, boy?

It's not enough for you to hold on to one of your master's thighs, you want to hold on to a second one. Aren't you afraid that in the future there will be too many boats and your two legs won't be enough to step on?

"...Ahem, sister, what's the matter?" Qiu Yi looked a little embarrassed.

"Let me ask you, do you remember three years ago when my master... um, I took you across the world?" Sister Qi Ling was also reminiscing. She did share memories with Ye Junxi, but it was impossible for Ye Junxi to share all his memories with her. How could he tell her every detail of the daily life on Earth?

"Uh... remember, what's the matter?"

Qiu Yi scratched his head. Why did his sister suddenly ask about this? It had been three years. Could it be that he had forgotten some of the promises he made?

No way……

"Then let me ask you again, when I said I would take you through time, did you tell anyone else?"

"No." The boy was even more confused. "Even if I tell others, they have to believe me. I thought you were joking, but you were serious. If I really told others, everyone in the class would laugh at me to death. At that time, I was a firm believer in science!"

Qiu Yi was so confused. What was wrong with his sister today that she asked all these questions?

"You didn't even tell your squad leader?"

"Sister, what are you talking about?" Hearing this, he jumped up and down, almost trying to prove his innocence: "The class monitor and I are just ordinary classmates. We just happened to meet on the way to school. It's not what you think."

"So did you say it or not?" Sister Qi Ling asked persistently.

"No, let me think about it... I remember that the night I traveled through time was a Friday. After evening self-study, on the way back, the monitor asked me to go to the library to review the next day. Who knew that I would be brought to the world of immortal cultivation by you, sister, that very night. How could I tell her such nonsense..." After being questioned again and again, Qiu Yi felt wronged. What was his sister doubting?

Three years have passed. Is it necessary for her to be so suspicious?

"..."

After listening to the young man's explanation, the spirit of the weapon stared at the blurry figure on the treasure map and fell silent.

She couldn't help but think about it!

This involves not only Qiu Yi and the master, if it is true, it must be a huge cause and effect.

At this moment, a man with a bad look blocked the boy and girl's way.

Chapter 30 The So-called Sword Control

"Come here, two little devils. I have something to ask you."

The man spoke very rudely, and there was even undisguised contempt and disdain on his face.

However, he does have the qualifications. His robes fluttered, he was full of pride, and his figure floated in the air. His posture was so different from that of ordinary people. He was at least someone who had entered the third realm and was officially called a cultivator.

"Why don't you come here? Do you want me to catch you before you obey me?" The man raised his eyebrows, his tone turned cold, and he looked at the two of them with displeasure.

Qiu Yi frowned, a little displeased with this person's condescending attitude. He did not approach, but quietly asked in his heart: "Sister, who is this person? Is he very powerful?"

The spirit sister barely raised her eyelids and didn't bother to answer: "I don't know him, he's just a beginner in the third realm. If you want to gain experience, you can practice with him, he should be a good target."

"..."

Sister, aren’t you being too direct?

Besides, after saying this, he was a little confused. This kind of person could successfully overcome the tribulation and cultivate to the third level, so how could you, sister, die?

Does the third level of thunder tribulation also depend on luck?

"You are from the Blood River Sect, why are you here?"

Qiu Yi did not respond, but Bai Youning stared at the man's clothes for a while and finally recognized his origin. The boy mentioned this to her before, but she didn't take it seriously. She didn't expect to encounter it now.

"This Qianli Mountain Range is a place for assessment and trial set by several nearby sects. According to the regulations, other cultivators are not allowed to come in and interfere in the past month. How dare you?"

Xiaobai still has some background and knows more about some of the details.

"What do their rules have to do with us? You're trying to use them to scare me before you've even officially joined the sect? Well, it's the same if I capture you and then interrogate you, but then you won't have a good ending."

The man's name is Zhao Chen. He joined the Xuehe Sect ten years ago and has finally made great progress in his practice. In the past two days, he received an order from the sect's elders to go out with his fellow disciples to search for the thieves that day.

Whenever he met young people taking the test on the way, he was treated like a god. They told him everything they knew. Some even gave him gold and silver as tributes. Some women even came forward to flatter him. He couldn't help feeling proud of it, but he never expected that he would meet two troublemakers today who didn't give him any face at all.

He is a monk. Can a monk be the same as ordinary people?

"Don't blame me for not giving you a chance. You are the ones who are shameless."

He sneered immediately, his fierce look revealed, but he did not move forward. He continued to float in the air and maintained the posture of a master. He just pinched his hands to form a spell, and a flying sword with a cold glow flew out from his body. After dancing a few sword flowers, it flew quickly towards the two of them.

"Sword-wielding skills?" Bai Youning exclaimed, and quickly hid behind the young man with her head in her hands.

For someone who has never been exposed to magical powers, this method is no less than immortal magic.

but……

"Sister, is there any secret in this sword?"

Qiu Yi widened his eyes, looking at the long sword flying towards him quickly, with many doubts in his heart.

He pulled Xiaobai and dodged sideways, looking at the sword blade that shook twice and then turned around and flew towards him again. The gap was quite large.

Is this the art of wielding a sword?

Is it possible? I can get away with it even though I don’t have any practice, right?

"..." Sister Spirit of the Sword seemed too lazy to answer such questions, and could only simply say: "The so-called sword-controlling technique is essentially the same, but you need to understand a few aspects. The strength of the magic power will affect the destructive power, the proficiency of the mental power control will affect the speed and sensitivity of the flying sword, and the complexity of the sword-controlling technique will affect the additional effects on the flying sword. In addition, the quality of the flying sword is also a key factor. Your flying sword is forged from an ordinary iron block and cannot be compared with a divine weapon, so..."

"So this is the difference between the ordinary [Sword Controlling Technique] and the [Supreme Light Splitting Shadowless Sky-Breaking Blazing Sun Sword Controlling Immortal Technique]?"

The spirit of the weapon was too lazy to explain, but Qiu Yi took the initiative to add to it.

If you think about it, you will understand that it is just using magic power to control external objects. In essence, it is a long-range harmful attack.

It's nothing more than adding some other effects during the attack, such as paralyzing and cutting the clones, or attaching some sword energy and sword power.

Playing it fancy and cool can really split the sky and the earth, but playing it badly is...

Without thinking, Qiu Yi raised his hand and shot out a beam of lightning, which hit the flying sword squarely. The next moment, the flying sword that had just been showing off its might fell to the ground with a thud, and Zhao Chen, who was floating in the air with arrogance, held his head and screamed and shouted.

Qiu Yi: “…”

"Sister, this third-rank cultivator is a bit weak. The difficulty of fighting him is not even as good as the tiger we encountered first." The young man couldn't help but complain. He was too weak.