My sister took me to Xiuxian

But worship is only used to describe the dead!

Besides, this is in the middle of nowhere, where are the elders for her to worship?

Glancing at the small mountain village not far away, the old saint seemed to be thinking, could it be that this goddess also had an elder who had fallen into it and died as a result?

Then he laughed out loud: "Fellow Daoist Qiu Yun, so you also came here for this small village? You probably don't know that this village is extremely evil. There may be evil spirits lurking in it. It is not something that ordinary people can touch. But we, the righteous cultivators, are here to eradicate evil. How about we join forces..."

However, the old saint's words came to an abrupt end before he could finish. With a light "pop" sound, his old face shattered due to some unknown force and flew out like pieces of porcelain. Then cracks appeared on his entire head, and then it exploded with a loud bang.

"If you don't know how to speak, don't speak. Some people die because they say things they shouldn't."

Mu Qiuyun slowly withdrew her slender white jade hand. Her voice was still clear, but under her indifferent expression, it was so chilling.

All the saints present were frightened, they were almost scared to death. The old man surnamed Shi was a saint who had been famous for three thousand years, but he had his cheek broken without any reaction. How powerful was this goddess Qiu Yun?

"Daoyou, what do you mean?"

A roar of rage resounded through the sky, and the old saint's shattered body reunited again, and he let out a deafening roar: "You attacked me just because of a disagreement. What is your intention? You must give me an explanation today..."

However, this time the old saint still could not finish his words, because a colorful meteor suddenly flew from the sky, and after falling into Mu Qiuyun's hand, it turned into a colorful glazed crystal sword.

"Immortal Sword - Glazed Heart!"

Except for Mu Qiuyun, all the saints present, including the old saint, felt their hearts stop beating and their eyes almost bulged out of their sockets.

It turns out that it was not a rumor at all, this woman can really control the legendary immortal sword!

Without even giving a chance to explain, the woman waved her arm lightly, and a glazed light burst out, instantly engulfing all the monks present.

……

After a while, the countryside returned to peace. Goddess Qiu Yun had a calm expression, as if she didn't care too much. She had just killed several saints or lords. She just stared at the small village with her beautiful eyes, unable to speak for a long time.

Finally, she took a deep breath, moved her long legs, and walked with heavy steps to the front of the village.

She did not enter the village, but stopped at the entrance, and respectfully and carefully took out some incense, candlesticks, spiritual fruits, fine wine and other things. After arranging them one by one, she knelt down, clasped her hands together, and murmured softly.

"Madam, long time no see. I didn't expect that after so many years your obsession would reappear. I really want to go in and see you, but I don't know what expression to use to face you. I don't know why you have been holding on to your obsession, but the young master is really gone, he will never come back, and you have been dead for nearly a million years. Don't be obsessed anymore, go in peace."

At this point, Goddess Qiu Yun's face was obviously a little gloomy, her eyes were hazy, and she was very confused: "Young Master, if you are still alive, you would not want to see the old lady obsessed with it. If possible, Qiu Yun hopes that you can persuade the old lady..."

"Da da da!"

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps approaching from afar interrupted her words. The woman looked up in confusion, and suddenly saw a figure that made her feel like she was dreaming.

At this moment, Her Highness the Goddess's vision became dim, and she seemed to be able to only see the outline and figure of the person coming.

!!!

She opened her eyes wide in a daze, staring blankly at the person who came, then looked at the incense and candlesticks she had set up, wondering if she was hallucinating.

Qiu Yi: “???”

Looking at the beautiful woman kneeling on the ground, and the still burning candles and sandalwood, he began to wonder if he was having an illusion.

Chapter 33: What is your relationship with Qiu Yi?

Did I go to the wrong set?

What happened to the powerful enemy siege? What happened to the narrow escape from death?

What's going on with this girl who is burning candles and paper money?

Qiu Yi, who rushed over in a hurry, felt dizzy and the strange scene made him at a loss.

He clearly came here with a spear to fight and delay time, but this situation seems a bit unruly.

Could it be that he had also fallen into the illusion without realizing it?

Longspear Yinlan remained silent. Faced with the sudden appearance of this figure, it also had nothing to say.

The Fairy Sword Glazed Heart had a similar reaction. The moment it saw Qiu Yi and Yin Lan, it instinctively retracted its brilliant and colorful glazed light, and inserted it diagonally behind the woman like a gorgeous and exquisite crystal sword. It buried itself in the soil bit by bit, trying to suppress its breath as much as possible and played hide-and-seek.

This is the guy he least wants to run into. That spear is not easy to deal with. Even though it doesn't seem to have much power, this guy is the only one who can withstand the catastrophe of the destruction of the era. The faint aura emanating from the young man's body makes it even more frightened.

What is the Taixu Immortal Mirror for? Is it really possible to do things like this? He actually let the people out. He really wants everyone to die together, right?

As for the boy himself, well, it's not something that can be described. If someone were to stand in front of him alive, his spirit would explode.

Leaving aside the situation with the two weapons, Qiu Yi was at a loss for a short period of time. The goddess Qiu Yun was naturally not much better off. Her mind was also blank at this moment.

He turned his head stiffly, looking at the face that had long been imprinted in his heart, and then looking at his neatly arranged offerings and candlesticks. He just knelt on the ground stupidly, as if his brain was stuck, and he couldn't react for a long time.

She just felt the old woman's obsession reappear on a whim, so she found an opportunity to come and pay her respects and say some things that she usually didn't want to say. How could it be... How could it be...

He was clearly talking about the old lady, and only mentioned the young master briefly, but he summoned the ghost directly?

Could it be because of what I just said, “You don’t want to…”?

She has lived for so many years and experienced so much, but she has never seen such a bizarre thing.

However, in addition to being dazed and confused, looking at Qiu Yi, Mu Qiuyun's heart gradually began to arouse endless sorrow, and he inexplicably felt like crying.

The young man in front of him was not as calm and sophisticated as the later Emperor Yi, who was dignified and calm in the face of change. On that young and handsome face, there was more curiosity about everything, and the joyful expression was full of childishness, which easily touched the calm heart lake, washing away circles of ripples, and unconsciously recalled the carefree time in the past when he was still young.

When they first met, the little boy stepped forward without hesitation and saved her when she was surrounded by wolves. At that moment, in her eyes, Qiu Yi's small figure was like a little hero.

Until everyone became monks, they met again by chance, explored secret realms together, hunted for treasures and killed monsters together, exchanged and discussed experiences in cultivation together, made mistakes together, and got embarrassed together. Although they were all rookies, that innocent and beautiful time is really memorable.

Well, of course, there are also some scenes that are too painful to recall, for example: under the instigation of Yin Huang and Ming Ye, as well as the hints and bewitching of Feng Yuqi, that bitch who showed up in the middle, the young master was deceived into participating in the Kunxu marriage conference while she was still in retreat. If the Kunxu Goddess had not appeared for some reason to stop him when she was in retreat, Qiu Yi might really have become the son-in-law of Kunxu.

If Xiao Ling'er hadn't told her secretly afterwards, she wouldn't have known about this. If such a thing really happened, she would have gone crazy and killed those bitches.

only……

The innocent beauty will eventually be crushed to pieces by the cruel reality.

Later, later, for some unknown reason, everything changed. No matter how much she questioned, the cruel reality was that he continued to slide into the dark abyss.

He glanced at the young man dimly, not knowing whether it was resentment or anger, or something else.

!!!

Qiu Yi shuddered all over. Under this complicated and incomprehensible gaze, he kept muttering in his heart, who is this girl? Does she know me too?

He wanted to ask Yin Lan, but that guy didn't say anything. He wanted to ask that woman, but he was afraid that he might say something wrong. If a fight really broke out, he wasn't sure if he could win.

Qiu Yi has profound experience in this regard. Nowadays, the more beautiful a woman is who can walk alone in the wilderness, and the more noble and holy her temperament is, the higher the risk factor must be. If you fall into the trap accidentally, you will be lured.

Helplessly, Qiu Yi glanced at the candlelight and incense burner still rising in front of him.

???

This...he really didn't understand this operation.

Isn't the other party here to seek revenge, but to visit the grave?

In front, perhaps having finally noticed the change in Qiu Yi's gaze, the goddess Qiu Yun's expression changed slightly, and with a slender wave of her jade finger, she put away the incense burner and candle.

Then, in front of the stunned eyes of the young man, she took out a large square tripod with four legs. The body of the tripod was made of bronze and it was more than two people tall. After it fell to the ground, the ground shook twice. That was not all. The woman flipped her hand and three tea incense sticks as thick as bowls appeared, which she carefully inserted into the bronze tripod.

The young master's identity is extraordinary. If he is just offering sacrifices to the old lady, ordinary offerings would be enough. Since he is a young master, the specifications cannot be ordinary. This holy tripod should be worthy of him.

Mu Qiuyun raised his head and looked at the boy calmly, waiting for his reaction.

In fact, she is not sure what kind of existence this person is, a ghost, a spirit, or an obsession. But it is connected to the village behind her, giving her a very strange feeling.

The corners of Qiu Yi's mouth twitched, but he forced himself not to break his composure and glanced at the tributes of fruits and the like with an expressionless face.

Mu Qiuyun understood what he meant and immediately took away those ordinary spiritual fruits of the fourth and fifth grade and replaced them with magical objects such as the thousand-year-old spiritual ginseng, the eighth-grade fairy ganoderma, and the Yin-Yang Vermilion Fruit. For a moment, the place was filled with light, fragrance, and auspicious light that seemed to reach the sky. It can be seen that the goddess Qiuyun was very generous and did not care about these little things at all.

juvenile:"……"

To be honest, he had never seen such a scene before. It was probably only the squad leader who could see a similar scene in the Heavenly Palace. If he was not really unsure of dealing with this woman, he would really have robbed her by force!

Well...if you can't snatch it away, it's okay to ask for help.

If you have the ability, it never hurts to cling to a few more rich women.

He silently recited the meditation technique in his mind to prevent himself from being affected by external objects and forced himself to shift his gaze. Only then did Qiu Yi discover that there was an exquisite crystal sword half-inserted behind the woman. The sword was crystal clear and incredibly gorgeous, a true work of art.

Mu Qiuyun sensed something instantly, and then followed his gaze to look at the Glazed Immortal Sword behind him that was hiding like a turtle, and his eyes suddenly became strange.

!!!

Only the magic sword itself was shaking continuously as if its hair had exploded.

Could it be that this woman wanted to offer it up as a sacrifice?

What do you want to do? Don't do anything rash!

Do you think you are funny?

The first reaction of the Immortal Sword was to run away, but unfortunately Qiu Yi was standing here, so it didn't dare to move. This innate pressure was so terrifying that it shuddered, fearing that it would be dismantled and melted by him if it didn't do what he wanted.

In addition, Qiu Yi could vaguely sense that the one staring at him at this moment was a little ancestor whom he could not afford to offend. In this situation, their several immortal weapons could only be given away for free, okay?

Mu Qiuyun sighed faintly, without feeling too reluctant. She pulled out the crystal sword and placed it together with the tributes, then raised her beautiful face. She was very curious about what choice the young master would make next.

"Dad, bring it back to me quickly! That's the Immortal Sword Glazed Heart. It's mine. It originally belonged to me!"

In her qi sea, Yuxiu danced with excitement.

Qiu Yi: “???”

Girl, do you have some Han blood? Why do you want to claim that all the good things are yours?

This is not a good habit!

But... this sword is the Immortal Sword Liuli Heart. If one thinks about it, then this woman who stares at him without blinking is...

"Ahem, Qiu Yun, long time no see." The young man asked nervously.

"..."

After staring at him blankly for a long time, Mu Qiuyun stood up gracefully and patted the dusty skirt. She was not as aggressive as Yin Huang, nor did she have a complicated and tangled expression like Feng Yuqi, nor was she as oppressive as Miss Yu. She showed a faint smile on her beautiful face and said softly, "Yes, Master, it's been many years."

Qiu Yi heaved a sigh of relief when he saw this, and also laughed softly: "I thought you would shout and kill me the first time you saw me?"

"If it were in the past, I might have mentioned Liuli Xin to attack the young master a long time ago, but I have been through a lot now."

Mu Qiuyun's smile was sweet, like the sound of a soul in an empty valley, and she had a quiet temperament that calmed the boy's heart unconsciously.

But the next moment.

The woman's clear eyes, like a pool of autumn waves, suddenly drooped, her long eyelashes trembled, and her pleasant voice became lonely and low, full of guilt and self-blame: "Master, I'm sorry... I killed Mingye..."

"It's okay... huh?" The boy raised his head with a look of shock on his face. Who did you kill?

Also, who is Mingye?

Is there any connection between this name and Xuan Xiao Ming Lei?

. . . . . .

"Sure enough, you have always had your own thoughts, but you deliberately let yourself immerse in these dreams that keep piling up. Are you really looking forward to Qiu Yi coming back?"

On the platform of the mountain stream, Ling Qinghan looked at the woman who was in tears but also very excited, and had to interrupt her.

The main thing is that it's really not a good thing for this woman to keep crying. If Qiu Yi comes back at this time, she will be embarrassed.

"I...I'm just...sorry..."

This time the woman obviously listened, but her excitement and choked voice made her incoherent for a moment. She didn't know what to say. She could only wipe her tears again and again, but her rough hands were unwilling to let go of the hairpin.

"Okay, I'll give this to you. Can you please stop crying?" Ling Qinghan also felt a headache. If someone else cried in front of her, she would either slap her to the ground or at least walk away. But this woman's identity was too special!

It's just a hairpin, is there any need to get so excited? The Holy Lord was a little confused about the situation.

"Thank you...thank you...I'm sorry..."

The woman took the hairpin and looked at the headdress that had been restored to its original state. Tears streamed down her face and her fingers were shaking as she stroked every detail on it over and over again.

After a long time, he finally revealed an ugly but hopeful smile, and said with difficulty: "Yier... is he really back? Can you take me... to see him?"

"Okay, but you have to tell me the whole story. Do you know how much trouble you have caused?"

If the situation was normal, Ling Qinghan would not hesitate about such a small matter, but now, isn’t it because this woman can’t see Qiu Yi?

Without a clear understanding of the situation, there was nothing she could do.

"Okay, okay, okay, come with me..." Upon hearing the other party's agreement, the woman's eyes were instantly filled with joy. She was filled with excitement and joy, as if her deepest wish was about to come true.

The Holy Lord followed her closely. In fact, until now she still didn't understand why she woke up so suddenly. After Qiu Yi helped her repair her hairpin, she thought that she might have to waste some time arguing with this woman and have a fierce fight back and forth. But the result was so direct, clean and neat that she herself found it incredible.

After turning left and right along the path, the two left the mountain stream platform and entered the village. However, this time the village was completely different from the previous one.

The villagers who were discussing animatedly disappeared, large areas of houses collapsed into ruins, and all that could be seen were broken walls, overgrown weeds and dense vines, and pheasants and wild rabbits roaming everywhere. In short, there was no trace of human life at all.