My sister took me to Xiuxian

However, Miyin, who had just felt that she had broken her vow, was still blaming herself and did not even glance at this "rich" food.

The woman reached out and touched her head, and said softly: "I know you have been working hard recently. You are not talented. Don't rush for success. Take your time and don't lose faith. You will always see the light. When the time comes, you will always open up the sea of ​​qi."

Miyin's eyes moved, and she chose to ignore it.

The woman did not get angry, and continued to persuade him: "It's true that our family is poor, and I can't help you. You can only rely on your own efforts. Don't you want to see the outside world? Only with cultivation, you will have the qualifications and confidence to leave this small mountain village!"

"..."

Qiu Yi didn't know what Her Highness the Saint thought, but he listened very carefully. He didn't know why, but this review of the past from a third-party perspective gave him a very strange feeling.

Seeing that "her own child" did not respond, the woman spoke softly and kindly: "Didn't Xiao Qiuyun write to you some time ago? She is more talented than you, and was taken away by the immortal to practice in a large sect. Now she is about to open up her sea of ​​qi. If you don't work harder, you might be left behind by her."

!!!

Qiu? Qiu Yun? Write a letter?

Qiu Yi was stunned on the spot. When he was at the entrance of the village, a group of old people said that he had picked up Qiu Yun before, but now the woman was not in the village. Could it be that she was spotted by an immortal and taken away to practice Taoism?

The girl he picked up was extremely talented, but he turned out to be a loser?

Damn, this plot...

Qiu Yi covered his face, how could his previous life unfold like this!

Isn't it too raw?

Mi Yin tilted her head, with some surprise in her eyes, because in reality there is also a famous goddess Qiu Yun. Is this a coincidence, or...

The delicious smell came to her face. The woman held the bowl of chicken in front of her and comforted her, "Child, you haven't eaten for several days. You can't stand such hunger now. You should nourish your body. In the initial stage of cultivation, health is the most important. After eating this bowl of chicken, Uncle Zhang at the east end has prepared a surprise for you. Why don't you go over and take a look later?"

Qiu Yi was a little tempted when he heard this. He remembered that Uncle Zhang from the east was a blacksmith who made farm tools on weekdays. How much of a surprise could there be?

However, in the face of the woman's kind advice, Mi Yin, who was in an extremely depressed mood at the moment, did not give her a good look. Even after the boy reacted, it was too late to stop her. She looked at the bowl of fragrant chicken, frowned, showed a look of resistance, and uttered two words.

"nausea!"

Qiu Yi: “!!!”

Your Highness, you...

"Snapped!"

Before he could react, the woman holding the food loosened her grip, and the bowl fell directly to the ground. The soup mixed with the tender chicken spilled all over the floor, but the woman didn't care. Instead, she looked at her with a trembling voice: "Yier...what were you saying just now...tell me again..."

"nausea."

"Snapped!"

This time it was not the sound of dishes falling, but a slap directly on Miyin's crystal clear, delicate face. In the blink of an eye, a red palm print appeared.

Qiu Yi and Yuxiu, who were watching, were both startled and couldn't help shrinking their heads. Although they were not the ones being beaten, they could almost empathize with him.

"Dad, grandma is so fierce!" Yuxiu spoke weakly. The girl, who was ready to watch the show just now, lost a lot of momentum on the spot.

This slap was so scary.

"Ahem, don't worry, I will never be so mean to you again."

"..."

Closer to home.

"Yier, are you really not going to listen? You don't even want to accept the kindness of the villagers?" The woman clenched her fists and her whole body was shaking.

Miyin didn't say anything, but just looked at her with an unwilling look, as if he was staring at her stubbornly across time and space.

"Don't give me that stinky face. What do you want to say? Do you want to say how noble you are? Do you want to say how self-reliant you are? Bullshit, all bullshit. What else can you do by doing this except to maintain your insignificant self-esteem? Don't you really know how bad your talent is! Otherwise, when Qiu Yun was taken away, you wouldn't have been looked down upon."

The woman seemed to have been holding it in for too long, and her kind and gentle expression immediately dropped, and she began to yell loudly as if she was hysterical.

"You want to cultivate immortality? Fine. I agree. I'll give you the opportunity to cultivate immortality based on your insignificant talent. But why do you still insist on your fragile self-esteem? You don't want the gifts Qiu Yun sent you, and you don't want the love and care given to you by the elders in the village. Do you think you are really capable of making a way forward by yourself? Are you worthy?

You don’t really think that all legends are as beautiful as in myths. In those stories, those strong people get opportunities, take natural treasures, and grab all kinds of magical instruments and medicines. After taking them, they instantly break through the realm and reach an unprecedented level. But do you really think that what they take are natural treasures and magical pills?

They all eat people!"

The woman's final hysterical roar not only scared Qiu Yi, but also made Mi Yin, who was staring at her stubbornly, look shaken in disbelief.

"Eat...eat people..." She said in disbelief, looking at the woman in surprise. For the first time, she felt that this woman was a little confusing to her.

"You are just a child. You have only suffered for a few days. How do you know the true face of the cannibalism out there?" The woman looked at her angrily and ruthlessly exposed the truth of a certain matter.

"Didn't you often ask me how your father died? You think he was very powerful, but when he was alive, he was just a errand disciple of a small sect, doing hard labor all day long, either mining or digging spirit stones. Did you know that your father often worked very hard in the spirit stone mine for a month, digging out thousands of spirit stones, but in the end, he only got a few spirit stones.

Do you know why? Because the real big money has been taken by the big guys above. They just need to sit cross-legged in high places and do nothing, and people will spontaneously come to honor them. What is being honored? Isn't it your father's blood and sweat? Your father worked hard all his life, and what did he get? Wasn't it all dedicated to those big guys?

There are even many children who are born with unlimited resources without doing anything. Do you envy them and think they are noble? They are actually eating people, and they have been eating since they were born. What have they paid for in the end? Do you understand?"

Miyin looked at her blankly, and her stubborn eyes lost their original luster again. This scolding from a woman in a remote village was like a bolt from the blue for her, and she was so stunned that she couldn't utter a word.

At this moment, the woman suddenly reached out and hugged her tightly, as if she was holding the most important treasure in her life, and murmured to herself: "Yier, I know you may not understand what I mean now, but I know you will definitely leave this village in the future, and you will definitely be "sucked blood and eaten" by some big shots in the future, but I really hope you can be more tactful and sensible, and not be so stubborn, so stubborn, and so naive, so that you can live longer outside. It's really too dangerous outside. I know your ability. I don't want to hear bad news about you one day even though I am not dead."

Qiu Yi looked at the woman quietly, with a myriad of complicated thoughts in his mind.

"Thank you, young master, and old lady for your advice. Miyin has learned a lot."

After a while, the woman cleaned up the mess and went down the mountain. The Holy Maiden of Pure Spirit, Miyin, was stunned for a moment before she bent her slender waist, which could not be grasped with one hand, and bowed to Qiu Yi.

"What does your Highness the Saint mean?" Qiu Yi raised his eyebrows. Mi Yin knelt on the ground with her knees together, her upper body almost touching the ground, revealing her slender curves. This is a great gift, is it necessary to do this?

"Miyin has always been short-sighted. Thanks to the young master and the old lady's repeated scolding, Miyin realized that she still has so many shortcomings. This kindness is hard to repay."

"I think the scolding was directed at me at that time, and Her Highness the Saint was just being scolded on my behalf." Qiu Yi's mind was still full of those shocking words just now. He couldn't imagine that his mother could say such words.

"It doesn't matter. It's my fate that I heard it. It's a wake-up call, a refreshing feeling..." She straightened her waist lightly, and a faint smile appeared on her delicate face.

The woman's words just now really gave her an unprecedented sense of shock.

"Uh..." Qiu Yi looked at the other person's beautiful face and suddenly blinked: "Your Highness, I'm just making a guess. Don't be angry. Do you have a little... um, masochistic tendency?"

"Hey, being...being abused...Mr. Qiu Yi, what are you talking about!" Miyin was stunned. She never thought that Qiu Yi would say such words.

"Saint Maiden Miyin, don't be anxious. Let's sort it out. Think about it. When we first met, because of the treasure house key, you and I were both unwilling to give in. But when I saved you later, I yelled at you, but you stopped insisting and became very cooperative with me..."

"That's because I'm injured!" Her Highness the Saint clenched her fists and knocked the ground hard.

"But not long ago, in the Phoenix Sedan, I loudly accused you of being selfish, and you didn't talk back. Instead, you honestly told me the whole story."

"You...I...you lied to me..." The Holy Lady of Pure Spirit stood up, her cheeks flushed, and began to stamp her feet in anger.

"Just now, my mother scolded you so loudly, almost pointing at your nose. Not only was it so unpleasant to hear, but she also slapped you in the face, and you turned around and said thank you to me?" Qiu Yi's eyes were bright, looking directly into the other person's crystal eyes.

"No... I didn't..." Miyin was embarrassed, her cheeks flushed. She just felt something and was grateful in her heart, but she didn't have any tendency to be... masochistic.

She is not that kind of pervert!

. . . . . .

"Dad, I think you're happy?"

On the way out, Yuxiu's voice sounded a little cheerful.

"Really?" the boy asked back, and then without waiting for the little girl to answer, he began to explain to himself: "Maybe it's because I haven't experienced some things before, and I feel very novel when I experience them for the first time. So this is what it feels like to be scolded by parents in anger."

"Hey, I thought you were so smug because you discovered Saint Miyin's little secret, Dad?"

"!!!"

A spiritual vein flew out and directly hung up the gossiping little girl, and another spiritual vein hit her several times without any mercy.

"Dad, I know I was wrong..."

The girl's shrill screams echoed in the sea of ​​​​qi.

Without continuing to explore what would happen in the next memory illusion, Qiu Yi decisively walked out of the village.

Now is not the time to observe other people's sense of substitution. The most important thing is to find the flaws in the illusion as quickly as possible and help Qinghan, Qingfei and others get out of this situation.

However, this time Qiu Yi did not go through the village entrance, but planned to go out from the east end of the village, because the woman just now said that Zhang Bo, the blacksmith in the east of the village, had prepared a surprise for him.

Miyin currently has no ability to get it, so he might as well go and take a look on the way, since it won’t be much more than walking a few steps anyway.

Because Zhang Bo's house was a blacksmith, it was quite dangerous, so the village specially allocated an area for him. The yard was very large, and before Qiu Yi got close, he could hear the clanging sound of hammers hitting the iron from afar. The sound was steady and powerful, and he could even see the flying sparks through the fence.

"Could the surprise prepared for me be a forged weapon?" The young man muttered to himself and walked forward to watch curiously.

The first thing that caught my eye was a middle-aged man with bare arms and muscular body, probably in his forties or fifties. He was holding a huge hammer in both hands and smashing it hard.

The blast furnace next to it was also whirring, with red flames burning, and as the hammer fell, one could even see waves of heat sweeping out.

Qiu Yi looked at Zhang Bo deeply, then turned his gaze to the thing that he was holding with pliers and beating hard with a hammer.

then……

⊙ω⊙

The young man rubbed his eyes, wondering if he was hallucinating again. He thought he might not be able to see clearly, so he called Yuxiu again.

"Girl, look at that thing, am I seeing things wrong?"

"Hey, that is... why is it here?"

Yuxiu's eyes widened and her mouth opened wide, looking at the thing wrapped in flames in disbelief.

That was a silver spear!

Yinlan!

This is crazy...

Why are you here!

What the hell are you doing!

The father and daughter were suddenly disheveled in the wind.

I thought you were beaten by my mother, but you are here being hit with a hammer by Uncle Zhang. What do you want to do? Give up on yourself and lie down?

As if he had noticed the boy's gaze, he turned the spear shamefully, as if he could hide something awkwardly.

"Yinlan, you..."

Qiu Yi had a lot of shit to say, but then there was a flash of silver light, and the spear that was being beaten in the stove penetrated the space directly, appeared in his qi sea, and actively inserted itself into Yuxiu's golden hair.

Qiu Yi and Yuxiu: "..."

Are you fucking shy?

You will die if you explain it to me. I won’t tell anyone about your social demise.

What are you afraid of with a spear?

However, after Yin Lan came back, when his eyes fell on Zhang Bo's clanging stove again, his pupils constricted again.

Because the shiny and bright spear was no longer there. At this moment, wrapped in the fire, it was a rough piece of iron that was bright red. Under the blow of the huge hammer, it was deforming little by little, gradually becoming the shape of a spear.

this is……

The young man's mind was full of thoughts. He stared at the stove in a daze, then silently looked at Uncle Zhang who was working as a blacksmith. He turned around and walked out of the village step by step.

"Yinlan, I don't want to ask you anything else if you don't tell me. I just want to ask one thing: this village is really just an illusion, right?"

Arriving outside the village, feeling the fresh air blowing on his face, Qiu Yi did not have the extra thoughts to appreciate the simple beauty of the countryside. He just asked indifferently to the spear.

"Well, it should be a complex illusion caused by a strong obsession. In it, I felt the irresistible divine power of Di Yi in the past." Yin Lan was silent for a moment, not knowing what he was thinking about, but he explained calmly.

“Does this village still exist now?”

"It's long gone. The village was probably relocated ten years after Di Yi left."

"Then why are you still obsessed with this?" Qiu Yi asked in surprise.

He was greeted by a long silence. After a long while, Yin Lan explained faintly: "The old lady did not move away. She had nowhere to go and didn't know where to go. Later, in a landslide, the entire village disappeared..."

"..."

It turns out it was gone!

The young man looked up at the blue sky, feeling mixed emotions, as if he had a breath stuck in his throat and didn't know how to vent.

Just when the myriad of feelings were difficult to describe, strange waves came from afar, which woke the young man up.

He looked up and his expression suddenly changed.

In the sky, rays of light suddenly shone, there were layers of brilliant clouds, surging waves, and brilliant and majestic golden light...

Powerful figures slowly walked over the horizon, and various strange visions unfolded behind them, dividing the blue sky into distinct and independent areas.