My sister took me to Xiuxian

Ever since Emperor Yi killed the Mother Goddess with one move and ended the fate of Kunxu, this sacred land has become completely desolate and dilapidated.

Even after millions of years of ups and downs, and with many sages coming one after another to establish their own schools and pass on and promote Taoism, Kunxu has still not been able to recover to its glorious past.

Today, in a corner of the sacred land, in a valley filled with singing birds and fragrant flowers, there is an almost dreamlike scene.

The crystal clear water was gurgling as a beautiful woman in a colorful dress sat on the edge of a flat stone platform. Her slender, snow-white legs were immersed in the water. Her hands, as soft as snow, scooped up a handful of the sweet water and poured it on her hair. She brushed her hip-length black hair with her slender hands and carefully combed it.

Under the clear and pure water surface, the woman's stunning face was reflected, and countless unknown fish swam around in the pool, chasing the moving figure as if they had spiritual powers.

In the valley filled with the fragrance of flowers, hundreds of birds spread their wings, hovering in the air and chirping, clustering around in graceful figures, vying to be the embellishment of the beautiful scenery;

In addition, there were squirrels, rabbits and other small animals standing on the rocks and trees nearby, squatting obediently in different positions, staring at her without blinking, looking extremely cute.

The woman surrounded by these swimming fish, flying birds and small animals looked like a fairy or elf in the mountains and forests, so beautiful that she seemed not to be from this world.

However, before the soft black hair was washed, the woman seemed to sense something. She suddenly raised her head and looked into the distance, her pupils shaking, her red lips slightly opened, and her voice was like the sound of nature.

"This feeling is... no way..."

……

"Who on earth are you? You openly killed my holy land disciples and attacked us. Are you determined to become an enemy of my holy lands in Huangji Continent?"

Under the clear sky, the Lord of the Jiuji Xuan Palace, who was covered in blood and with white bones, was gasping for breath and staring at the young man in green clothes who seemed fine, with a ferocious look on his face.

Several other Holy Lords and strong men from the Holy Land also had ugly expressions on their faces, and were somewhat embarrassed. The sudden attack had erupted with unexpected power, and almost everyone suffered a heavy loss in the hasty counterattack. Until now, their blood was still boiling and they could not calm down.

The sudden thunderbolt from the sky, coupled with the full-force attack of the four kinds of Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, if the Lord of the Nine Extremes Mysterious Palace had not been the scapegoat and stood in the front, no one else would have been able to remain unscathed.

"Don't the Saints know me yet? I thought I was a little famous."

Qiu Yi raised his head, a little surprised, then smiled and said, "Since you don't know each other, why don't you just say goodbye, so that you don't always worry about me?"

At this moment, he didn't want to take action because the changes in his body after swallowing the magic pill made him want to study it carefully.

"Insanity!"

The Nine Extremes Saint Lord roared, formed a seal with his hands, and then embraced them. A nine-layered sacred mountain appeared in front of him. His hands changed again, and he lifted up the sacred mountain and pressed it down towards the top of the boy's head.

boom!

Qiu Yi didn't say much, he just punched out, the domineering fist force went straight through the sacred mountain and poured into his chest without a drop left.

"With your strength, how is it possible!"

The shattering of his magical powers was not surprising, but what the Nine Extremes Saint Lord felt was a brutal and pure force, like a blazing meteorite or star, hitting him directly in the chest. He vomited blood and several of his ribs were broken.

Qiu Yi clenched his fists, feeling that he could no longer see through himself.

The Primordial Light was gone, but he could sense it more clearly than before.

The Xuanhuang Qi dissipated, but the strength of the body and the roaring blood and energy were more than ten times greater than before.

What just happened to him?

Shaking his head and laughing, Qiu Yi showed a sword light in his hand and pointed it forward: "Everyone, is there anyone who wants to learn some advanced skills?"

The faces of the many Saint Lord-level powerful beings present suddenly became extremely solemn, and everyone's heart sank to the bottom.

I clearly just want to break into a secret realm, so why would such a cultivator appear to stop me?

"Young friend, have we ever offended you?" Once they confirmed that the other party's strength was on par with their own, their tone softened.

"That's not the case, but what you want to do is for me to stop you, and I have no choice!" The young man shrugged helplessly.

"My friend, are you sure you are our opponent? Do you know how many of us are here? A sudden attack doesn't mean you can defeat many enemies alone!"

"Then you guys try it?" Qiu Yi took a deep breath and prepared himself for battle.

Both sides refused to give in, and the atmosphere became tense.

At this moment, behind the young man, in that ordinary little mountain village, purple-gold sand suddenly fluttered, and one figure after another slowly walked out and entered everyone's sight.

Everyone, including Qiu Yi, was a little confused. At this time, how could they...

Besides, wasn’t the deputy saint leader of Tianyahaige killed by him? Why was he able to reappear?

Could it be...

He was still thinking and associating, but the faces of many saints who had been mentally prepared changed drastically.

"Junior brother, are you still conscious?" someone shouted.

"Brother, come back soon." Someone used spiritual Taoism to awaken their true spirits.

"Elder, wake up!"

"..."

However, these shouts and attempts to save the situation were completely useless. The strong men who came out of the purple-gold wind and sand ignored them and raised their hands to attack the saints. For a moment, the calm sky was once again obscured by colorful light.

Qiu Yi: ⊙ω⊙

"..."

"Well, what should I do now?"

He blinked and suddenly found that he seemed to have nothing to do.

So he rushed out too hastily?

Does this illusion actually have its own means of dealing with it?

"Forget it, let's go back and see if it affects Qinghan and the others first."

Qiu Yi had no interest in watching a group of people fighting a civil war. He wanted to confirm the current situation.

But at this moment in the Qi Sea, Yuxiu carefully poked her little head out from the spiritual vein, looked around for a long time, and then she bravely walked out, looking curiously at the mirror-like smooth mist covering the surface of the Qi Sea under her feet.

"dad……"

The little girl trembled and said, "Are you okay now..."

The spear that Yin Lan held at the start was also shaking constantly. It also wanted to know what the boy's situation was at the moment.

"I can't really say."

Circles of space ripples appeared, and a lifelike Qiu Yi appeared in front of her out of thin air. He stretched out his hand to pinch her little face, and then stroked the girl's head back and forth, messing up her golden hair.

"Hey, Dad, is this your soul?" Yuxiu broke free from his clutches and pinched and poked his chest with her little hands.

"Yes, or no. I feel like my body and soul have merged into one, indistinguishable from each other, made up of that misty purple air. This feeling is very strange, I don't know how to describe it, and this is not the most important thing..." Qiu Yi suddenly hesitated...

"What's wrong?"

Yin Lan seemed to be thinking about it, but still asked curiously.

"That's it." Qiu Yi stretched out his hand, and a pitch-black Yuandan fell from the sky and landed in his palm.

"Isn't this your Yuandan? What's the difference?"

"That's right, I didn't notice it!" Yuxiu also blinked her big eyes.

"No, no, I took the wrong one. It's this one..."

Qiu Yi casually threw the black Yuandan aside, and then waved his hand again. This time, light flowed, and a crystal clear ellipsoidal Yuandan fell from the sky and landed in his palm.

Well, it's an ellipsoid shape and looks like a duck egg.

"Eh? Why is there another one?"

. . . . . .

Qiu Yi realized that Yuxiu really needed a good lesson. If she didn't know anything when asked, what was the use of keeping her?

The same goes for Yin Lan, who is always shouting and yelling. He is making a fuss just because he takes drugs. Has he really not seen much of the world?

However, when he returned to the mountain stream platform behind the mountain village, he was stunned when he saw Ling Qinghan.

At this moment, the Holy Lord was squatting in the corner, holding his cheek with his hands. As if he was holding back a lot of anger, he kept throwing small stones into the mountain stream.

"Qinghan, what's wrong with you?" Qiu Yi asked in surprise.

"Your mother beat you again." The woman rolled her eyes and said unhappily.

"Uh...hit...hit where..."

There was no need to ask halfway, because the red palm print on the woman's snow-white face said it all.

"Ahem, Qinghan, does it hurt? How about I rub it for you?"

Qiu Yi was feeling overwhelmed. He had just said that Yuxiu and Yinlan had never seen the world, and now he himself wished he had not seen this scene.

"It's okay. I also slapped your mother, so we're even. I'm not angry at all." The Holy Lord waved his hand, magnanimously indicating that it was no big deal.

Qiu Yi: “???”

Holy shit, you guys really fought?

"Qinghan, what happened to make you guys get to this point?"

The boy quickly walked forward, took her hand and gently stroked her pretty face while comforting her.

It wouldn't be that bad between women. Why would she slap someone in the face? It made him feel sad just watching it.

"Well, this is the reason."

The Lord Saint did not pay too much attention to the young man's obvious act of taking advantage. He just stretched out his other hand and took out a small golden pendant that had been broken into several pieces.

"Is this... a step-shaking ornament?"

Qiu Yi tilted his head and looked at it for a while. This small pendant looked like a hairpin, but it had some dangling tassels and something like that.

"Yes, when your mother came to see me yesterday, she took it out and showed it to me. She said she would give it to me so that I could give it to the girl I like in the future."

"…Then why did it break?"

"I interrupted on purpose."

"???"

Qiu Yi's eyes were briefly confused. After a while, he sorted out his thoughts and slowly spoke: "Qinghan, are you saying that you deliberately broke this hairpin and got slapped by my mother, and then you slapped her again? Why? This is a bit confusing."

"Because after thinking about it, I found that your mother is the one with the biggest problem." Lord Saint spoke slowly, seeming to be very satisfied with the boy's surprised expression.

"why?"

"Because, we seem to have been trapped in a misunderstanding. If this illusion really came from you, then what is your purpose? To reminisce about your miserable childhood or the past?

Moreover, if this illusion is centered on you, you yourself are the unshakable subject. Even if we put ourselves in your shoes, every move will bring unimaginable consequences. However, we are almost unable to leave this platform, which is obviously abnormal.

Besides, who would have such an obsession that would make all men, women, and children who enter the illusion treat him as his son? Even if you were kicked in the head by a donkey, you would never do such a thing!"

"??? Then Qinghan, what you mean is..."

"This is not your obsession illusion, but your mother's!!"

Chapter 32: Goddess Qiu Yun: Master, you don’t want to…

"That's impossible, Qinghan, don't joke with me!"

Hearing this, Qiu Yi almost subconsciously retorted: "She is just an ordinary woman, where does she get such ability?"

It’s no wonder he thinks this way. First of all, in terms of the most important strength, he doesn’t have the strength to do this!

Even a quasi-saint like Ling Qinghan was helpless when trapped in it, but he said that the illusion that he had to endure was caused by his mother?

This would be even more outrageous than directly suspecting that his mother was an immortal who had never revealed her identity.

Besides, Yin Lan had also told him frankly that the source of this illusion came from Di Yi’s divine power. What did it have to do with his mother?

"You think I'm kidding you?"

The slap marks on her face gradually faded away under the young man's spiritual healing. The woman's skin, which was as delicate as a baby's, recovered as if it were as white as jade. At this moment, she looked at him meaningfully.

"But you have to give me a reasonable explanation, right?" Qiu Yi was a little helpless. The news was too shocking for him to accept it in such a short period of time.

Although he had a lot of contact with that woman, after the opportunity of the true love revealed by Saint Miyin, he could not see that his mother was special in this regard!

He even asked Yin Lan specifically about this.

"My mother is not some super expert who has been hiding from the world."

The spear's brilliance dimmed, and Youyou replied: "Don't joke."

See, Yinlan said so.

"Didn't I explain it to you just now?"