My sister took me to Xiuxian

However, having already practiced once, he spent three days but couldn't even sense the spiritual energy. How bad must Qiu Yi's aptitude be in his previous life?

How did he, with such poor qualifications, become a terrifying existence capable of crushing hundreds of immortals?

It has to be said that this strong contrast is a huge blow to a proud girl like Qing Fei.

"Okay, then I'll think of a way. This isn't a big deal!"

Qiu Yi sighed, this was clearly his memory, but it was being experienced by others, and everyone's experience was extremely bad, this was really fucked up.

"Young Master, Qing Fei didn't mean that." Looking at the young man's changing expression, the woman hurriedly explained.

"Don't worry, I'm not that petty. Just hold on for a while until I have a thorough understanding of this place."

Looking at Qing Fei's cautious appearance, Qiu Yi couldn't help but think of the Holy Lord. He felt even more worried. Could it be that Qing Han was also beaten by me?

brush!

Just as this thought arose, the scene in front of him became blurred. The fearful Qing Fei disappeared. She was still on the platform in the mountain stream, but was replaced by the cold and expressionless Tianyue Saint Lord Ling Qinghan.

Qiu Yi: ⊙ω⊙

real or fake?

Is he not dazzled?

The young man rubbed his eyes, pinched himself, then reached out and touched the woman's crystal clear cheek.

It feels moist and smooth, just like the finest warm jade.

It’s true, it’s a real person for sure.

"Have you touched enough?" The Holy Lord, who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, with a cold light and murderous intent in his eyes.

"Uh..." Qiu Yi was startled. He suppressed his pounding heart and pretended to be calm: "Why does Qinghan look at me like this? What have I done..."

"Your mother hit me!" Without letting the young man finish his words, the Holy Lord directly spat out these four words in a cold voice, which immediately broke his defense.

"This... Qinghan, please listen to my explanation."

"Your mother hit me!"

"It's not what you think……"

"Your mother hit me!"

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Qiu Yi was overwhelmed. No matter what he said, Ling Qinghan left him speechless with just these four words. It was useless to say anything.

He didn't know how to explain it. Mom, can't you just ask clearly before taking any action?

Do you know who this girl is?

"Ahem..." Qiu Yi coughed twice and stopped explaining. Instead, he grabbed her slightly cold hands and asked with concern, "Where did she hit you? Is it serious? Let me see."

Ling Qinghan's cold eyes moved, and she finally stopped repeating herself, but she still had a bad look on her face. She pushed his hand away and said indifferently, "Your mother beat me, and I want an explanation. What do you want to do?"

Is this the beginning?

Qiu Yi was embarrassed: "How about I let you beat me up to vent your anger? You can't ask me to beat my mother, right? Besides, I can't do anything to her!"

It’s over, it’s over. There’s no need to start a family ethics drama!

Hearing this, Ling Qinghan didn't hesitate to come up and pinch him hard to vent her resentment.

From childhood to adulthood, in her two lifetimes, she has never suffered such a crime.

Shouldn't that woman with her nose in the air be allowed to experience this kind of thing?

How could this happen to her?

what is this?

The evil mother-in-law hits the daughter-in-law?

Chapter 29: Mother, it’s up to you…

On the platform of the mountain stream, water gurgles between the rocks and a cool breeze blows.

In this fresh and quiet environment, a beautiful and holy woman was lying on a soft cotton couch, with her smooth black hair neatly combed to her chest. Her beautiful face was frowned as if she was in great pain.

"Hiss... be gentle..."

Ling Qinghan's voice trembled slightly. She no longer had the arrogance and majesty of the former holy lord or saint. Instead, she looked a little delicate, which was rare.

Most of the brocade clothes had been removed, revealing several bright red bloodstains crisscrossing her delicate snow-white back, which added a touch of sadness to her jade-like body. Even Qiu Yi, who was healing her wounds, had to gasp when he saw it.

"Did that woman hit so hard?"

Rich spiritual energy gathered at his fingertips, gently caressing the bright red marks, dissolving the blood clots bit by bit and dispelling the pain. The boy couldn't imagine that even Ling Qinghan would be beaten like this.

"We can't help it. We are different from you. At least you still have magic power and cultivation, but you just can't touch the people here. But we are now real mortals. No matter how high our cultivation and strength were in the past, we will be beaten back to our original form. Otherwise, how could we be beaten by your mother without any chance to fight back?"

Until now, the Holy Lord is still full of resentment. When will this kind of life end?

The young man patiently comforted her, "Qinghan has really suffered. It's my fault. It's my fault. Why don't you give me another shot to vent your anger?"

The woman snorted twice: "You are just talking, it's not you who got beaten."

"How is that possible? Even though it was you who was hit, the pain was in my heart. I wished I was the one who was hit."

"..." Ling Qinghan glared at him and pinched him in annoyance. This guy's ability to talk nonsense is getting worse and worse.

"Qinghan, why are you moving around so much? I'm healing you. It wouldn't look good if there were any marks on such a beautiful body."

"If it doesn't look good, it's because of your mother's beating. The son must pay for the mother's debt. You have to compensate me!"

"...Okay, okay, I'll compensate you. Just bear with me for two more days. I will find a way to break this illusion as soon as possible. Then you can compensate me however you want me to." Qiu Yi had to comfort her, and he looked so sincere that he almost wanted to compensate her with a child.

"It's okay. You were able to hold on back then, so there's no reason why I can't. I can grit my teeth and endure it as a training exercise, but the person who beats and scolds me is your mother, and I can't accept that." Ling Qinghan's tone was still full of anger.

It’s like entering a secret realm. You may fall into someone else’s trap and just find a way to break it, but you definitely don’t want to be tricked by your own people!

Qiu Yi's mother is an even bigger threat in terms of her identity. She doesn't know how to face it. If it were someone else, they would have fought back long ago, but it had to be Qiu Yi's mother. Does she have to be a punching bag all this time?

She absolutely doesn't want it.

"correct!"

I don’t know if it was the young man who healed her wounds, but the cool spiritual energy relieved the pain. The woman’s thoughts suddenly diverged, and her strange brain circuits kept turning in an instant. She turned her head, and her beautiful eyes sparkled, staring straight at him.

"If your mother hits me next time and I can't hold it back and don't want to hold it back, and I fight with her directly, will you help me or her?"

!!!

This is a life-threatening question!

Qiu Yi suddenly felt a headache. Lord Saint, have you ever been to Earth for further studies? How could you ask such a question?

"Ahem, Qinghan, are you hungry? How about eating a spiritual fruit to replenish your strength?" The young man decisively took out a juicy fruit and blocked the woman's delicate red lips.

How to answer this kind of question?

"Hmph, I knew that you men can't be relied on at critical moments." Ling Qinghan took the spiritual fruit and took a big bite, not knowing who she thought the fruit was.

"???"

We men won’t take the blame for this!

"Well, Qinghan, based on your opinion, what do you think of this half-real, half-false illusion?" Not wanting to continue discussing family issues with the Holy Lord, Qiu Yi had to bite the bullet and change the subject.

"You ask me, who should I ask?" Ling Qinghan rolled her eyes. "My cultivation level is so different from yours in the previous life. The memories you left behind after your death can turn me into a mortal. Do you think I can have any insights? But the key is that you can move freely. Since you are not affected, why don't you try to walk out of this village and observe the tricks and flaws from the outside?"

"Go out of the village and observe from the outside?"

Qiu Yi was stunned for a moment. Yes, Ling Qinghan and the others had been trapped in his past memories and could not break free, but he could find flaws from other angles. He would definitely try it later.

"Of course, you can also go find your mother. Maybe after seeing your legitimate son, there will be some different changes in her." Ling Qinghan wiped her mouth and seemed to be tempting her.

If possible, she really didn't want to be taught a lesson by Qiu Yi's mother while using his identity!

"Well... Actually, I'm not mentally prepared yet..."

When Qiu Yi said this, he touched his nose and felt a little embarrassed.

"What? Didn't you just see her? Don't you have any strange feeling at all?" The woman was also curious now.

"Well, actually, I never thought that there would be a time when I would see my relative and feel that she is no different from a stranger." Although these words sounded extremely unfilial, looking into the boy's eyes, Ling Qinghan felt that Qiu Yi was not lying to her and was speaking from his heart.

"Really?" The Holy Lord asked again in surprise.

"Really not." The boy answered honestly.

It is said that mother and child are connected by heart and blood, especially in this world of cultivating immortals, it should be more obvious, but Qiu Yi did not have that very subtle palpitation in his heart. Looking back now, it seems incredible.

Ling Qinghan blinked and murmured softly, "How can it be like this? Did something weird happen again?"

But the woman quickly came to her senses and said seriously: "In that case, then you can go and do your own thing. I will take care of your mother and try to get some useful information from her."

"Hey... Qinghan, can you please help me? Don't really make her angry. If we start fighting, I won't be able to do anything about it."

Seeing the eager look of the Holy Lord, Qiu Yi felt a little nervous.

"What do you mean by fighting? That's the way women communicate with each other. You men shouldn't look at us with such shallow eyes."

"???"

This is actually possible, Qiu Yi suddenly felt his eyes were opened.

He wanted to say something else, but this time, Ling Qinghan turned around first and glanced at him quietly.

"Uh... Qinghan, is there anything else?"

There was murderous intent in her eyes, and the woman's voice became cold again, as if she could freeze everything: "Where did you touch your hand? Still touching... I'm thinking of something for you, what are you doing?"

"Uh... Mistake, mistake..."

……

Feeling the lingering fragrance in his hands gradually fade away with regret, Qiu Yi sighed.

The Lord Saint is still reliable. He not only helps with advice, but also takes the initiative to deal with his mother, and at the same time does not forget to give benefits. He is much better than Qing Fei who can only cry and throw herself into his arms.

Shaking his head, suppressing the beautiful images in his mind, the boy began to actively analyze the current situation.

First of all: Qingfei and Qinghan are obviously in the same place, but in different spaces, so figuring out how to switch is the first priority. After all, we don’t know what’s happening to his Holy Lady now.

Yes, I forgot that Yin Lan’s spear was also lost. This guy wouldn’t be beaten by his mother, right? Forget it, forget it. He deserves to be hit a few more times by his mother to teach him a lesson.

Secondly: to find the flaws in this memory illusion, and then go out of the village to take a look, hoping to find something different and be able to shut down this memory illusion in one go.

In the end: I don’t know if I can get anything valuable from here, but at least I can prove my existence so that I don’t have to run around like a headless fly.

"Girl, when Qinghan and Qingfei switched to the illusion just now, did you notice anything strange?"

Leaving the mountain stream platform and walking on the wet country road, Qiu Yi suddenly asked.

"No, how about you use your subjective initiative, Dad? I remember the scene suddenly changed, was it because you were thinking about the Holy Lord?"

Yuxiu quickly put down the small notebook in which she was writing and drawing and responded seriously.

"Oh, is that so?" Qiu Yi was stunned. Is this really the case?

"Just give it a try. You won't lose anything by trying."

"Okay, give it a try."

The young man tilted his head, thought for a moment, and then murmured softly: "Let me see how Miyin is doing now?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding environment actually became blurred, and then, in Qiu Yi's surprised gaze, it returned to its original state in an instant.

"Really?" The young man rubbed his eyes. Is it really possible?

"Dad, go check on the saint. She might be starving right now. This is a great opportunity to show off your affection!"

Qiu Yi: “???”

I don’t know why, but Yuxiu has been very concerned about this kind of thing recently.

"Well, girl, you seem very excited! The relationship between Her Highness the Saint and I is not what you think." The young man was a little humble.

"What, Dad, don't you want to see grandma whipping that woman... Oh, Dad, I... Yuxiu didn't mean that..."

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Qiu Yi's face was filled with black lines, and he looked up at the sky in silence.

Good man, you girl just want to watch the fun and not mind the trouble, right?