My sister took me to Xiuxian

"Don't be afraid. The villagers have moved away a long time ago. I am the only woman left. I can't do anything. The whole village is too big for me. At first I could help with the cleaning, but later I gradually lost my energy."

As if she was worried that Ling Qinghan would be frightened by the scene before her, the woman kindly reminded her.

"I'm not afraid of these. But why are you guarding this desolate place alone? Why don't you move away with the villagers? It should be more lively with more people." The Holy Lord asked softly.

"No, no." The woman waved her hands, lifted her scattered hair, and murmured, "Actually, I don't want to move away. Yi'er's father is gone, and Yi'er is gone too. There's no point in me leaving here alone. I can still miss it if I stay here. And if I leave too, what will Yi'er do if she can't find home? Besides, if Yi'er can't make it out there one day and runs back in disgrace, she'll have a place to stay."

Ling Qinghan: “…”

Perhaps you have never thought about how capable your son will be in the future!

There are so many people out there who wish he would die. If he really dares to come back, he would be crazy. If he is truly filial, he would never dare to come back.

“Besides…” At this time, the woman muttered again: “Actually, after everyone moved away, I wasn’t the only one left.”

"Huh? What are you talking about?"

"No, no, you will know if you follow me."

After walking for a while, Ling Qinghan followed the woman and finally arrived at their destination, her home.

It was a very ordinary small courtyard with yellow mud walls covered with dense vines. There were a few pots of small flowers planted in the front yard, as well as a fruit tree with cracked bark like dragon scales. Next to it was a vegetable garden full of green vegetables.

"Do you want to eat some fruit? I'll pick two for you. This tree has been growing for many years. Although there are not many fruits now, each one is very sweet." Perhaps it had been a long time since she brought guests home, and the woman instinctively wanted to entertain them.

"No... okay, give me two to try." He originally wanted to refuse, but when he saw the woman's enthusiastic look, the Holy Lord's heart softened and he nodded. Even if it was an illusion, it would not be a loss to have a taste.

Seeing that she agreed, the woman smiled even more enthusiastically. She skillfully picked up the bamboo pole and swung it at the tree, and several red fruits fell down.

He picked up the fruits, selected a few of the good ones, washed them in clean water, and then handed them to Ling Qinghan: "You eat first, I'll get the food out for you."

The woman seemed to be afraid that the man would disappear in a flash. After handing over the fruit, she wiped her hands and turned to run into the house. When she entered the house, she did not forget to look back again to confirm.

Shaking his head, the Holy Lord looked at this ordinary fruit and, without being picky, opened his red lips and took a light bite.

It's crisp and delicious, with sweet juice. Although it's not as good as spiritual fruits, it's also pretty good...

Ah!

Wait!

After taking two bites, the Saint suddenly reacted and realized something. She took the half-eaten fruit and looked at it carefully, and a feeling of shock slowly rose in her heart.

This... this fruit is not an illusion, but exists in reality!

How can it be?

She looked around, horror gradually showing in her eyes. If the bustling and simple little mountain village just now was just an illusion, then this dilapidated, desolate and abandoned village actually existed.

Rubbing his eyes, even though the Saint Lord had already gone through most of the saint's tribulations, he still felt a tingling sensation on his scalp.

Didn't Qiu Yi tell her that this small mountain village had been submerged in a landslide a million years ago? Why did it still exist?

Moreover, after millions of years, let alone saints, even the immortals would have turned into ashes!

What kind of outrageous situation is this?

At this time, the woman finally came out of the house anxiously, holding two small wooden boxes, and walked quickly, as if she was afraid that the other party would run away after waiting too long. After seeing that Ling Qinghan was still there, she finally smiled with relief.

This was a rather simple smile that belonged to an ordinary woman, which gave people a feeling of reassurance and friendliness from the heart. However, in Ling Qinghan's eyes, it was so creepy.

If the fruits in my hands are real, then, then, would Qiu Yi's mother still be alive?

It’s a headache just thinking about this kind of thing.

It's totally unreasonable.

"Here I give it to you. All your questions should be here." Although the woman was reluctant, she still handed the two wooden boxes in her hands to her generously.

"It's in here?" Ling Qinghan's heart suddenly trembled. Could this be the secret of the village?

"Well, if there are other possibilities, I can't think of them. Besides..." At this point, the woman hesitated and said hesitantly: "May I ask, what is the relationship between you and my Yi'er? Because that hairpin is mine... mine..."

"..." Lady Saint's arms froze. This question was really difficult for her. How should she answer it?

[He is my concubine and he serves me very well? ]

[You little brat is committing treason and plotting against me? ]

[This bastard is tempted by my beauty and wants to take me into his harem? ]

???

This... I can't say any of these!

"Hehe, it's just what you think." Ling Qinghan finally muttered vaguely. She really couldn't tell the serious situation.

"Oh." The woman nodded, raised her head and glanced at her secretly, then quickly moved away.

She was really worried. The girl was pretty, with a one-of-a-kind appearance and figure, but would her own son be able to control her? He must not be a bootlicker!

"???"

Not wanting to look directly into the woman's subtle and strange gaze, the Holy Lord took a deep breath and opened the first wooden box. Then, unexpectedly, a broken hairpin appeared in it. Both the way it was broken and the twisted shape were exactly the same as the one she had destroyed before.

"What is this hairpin?"

"This is not the one you broke. This hairpin was originally broken accidentally by Yi'er when we were arguing. So you just did the same thing as Yi'er at that time." The woman smiled and waved her hand, indicating that she shouldn't care.

No wonder the reaction was so big, it turns out it’s all your fault, Qiu Yi!

But... doesn't this mean that this broken hairpin is also genuine?

Full of curiosity, the Holy Lord moved his fair fingers and opened the second wooden box. Could it be Qiu Yi's childhood toys?

However, it is still a step-shaking ornament!

A hairpin that was not broken and was intact, exactly the same as the one that was just inserted in her hair.

This……

Ling Qinghan raised her head blankly, and she looked at the woman in confusion. The woman was also holding a hairpin in her hand, but it was obviously an imaginary thing that Qiu Yi had just repaired, while the one in the second box in front of her was real.

"This is probably what you are looking for, the cause of everything here."

The woman had a gloomy expression, as if she was recalling something. She spoke slowly, "I remember it very clearly. It was the day when Yi'er secretly left the village. He didn't tell anyone, but left a note. He took the spear that Uncle Zhang had made for him and left before dawn. He was like a young and arrogant kid who ran away from home. The whole village looked for him for a whole day but he didn't come back."

Running away from home?

The Saint Lord's expression changed slightly. Could Qiu Yi really do such a thing back then?

Wow, this guy is really good.

"So what happened next? You only looked for one day?" Ling Qinghan found it very strange. Considering how much this woman loved her child, if her son ran away from home, she would have chased him out at night and searched for him like crazy. Why would she stay at home and wait for him to come back so obediently?

"That was my original plan. Now that my child was gone, what was the point of me staying here? I packed my things and was going to leave that night. But maybe I was too tired from looking for Yi'er during the day, so I fell into a deep sleep as soon as I got home that night. Then I had a dream that Yi'er was back."

Ling Qinghan: Dream...dream!

What kind of outrageous development is this?

The woman didn't pay attention to her thoughts and continued to talk to herself: "In the dream, Yi'er kept kowtowing to me. No matter how I pulled him up, I couldn't get up. Then he said a lot of things to me, but I didn't understand a word of it. I just looked at his eyes. They were no longer lively and smart, but deep and steady, as if he had really become an adult. When I woke up, this brand new hairpin was already placed on the bedside, as if to prove that he had come back."

???

This plot suddenly became bizarre, okay?

This is too confusing, are you sure you are not kidding?

Or are you, old lady, missing your child so much that you are talking nonsense to me and talking in your sleep?

"Are you sure it happened on the same day? Qiu Yi ran away from home early in the morning, and came back to you in your dream that night? He even kowtowed to you as if he realized his mistake." Ling Qinghan felt that she would not be able to understand this illogical development in a short period of time.

"Well, at first I thought I was too emotional and too worried about Yi'er, so I had such a dream, but after seeing this new hairpin, I became more and more certain that the child had returned."

As she spoke, the woman's eyes were filled with tears again for some reason: "But, since the child has returned, why didn't he come out to see me?"

The Holy Lord glanced at her, then reached out and touched the intact and boring hairpin in the second box. The best way to prove whether this woman was talking nonsense was to confirm the origin of this hairpin. If it was still ordinary, then it was likely that she missed her son too much and made a replica.

Just when my fingertips touched the step-shaking...

"Boom!"

A roaring thunder exploded in her mind, and the dilapidated village in front of her disappeared. She seemed to be in a vast world of thunder, filled with colorful thunders of heaven and earth.

And in the center of the flowing and overlapping Nine Heavens Divine Thunder was a illusory, transparent, yet terrifying figure with overwhelming power.

Chapter 34: Wife, Maid, Concubine (End of this Volume)

Looking at that figure, Ling Qinghan held her breath, her eyes wide open, in disbelief, as if she had seen the most incredible miracle in the world.

The Nine Heavens Divine Thunder was circulating, and countless calamities were heavy, but it did not hurt his body. Besides Qiu Yi, who else could do this in this day and age?

And Qiu Yi is obviously still outside trying to stop others, so the identity of this person is obviously...

"Emperor Yi!"

Finally, the Holy Lord couldn't control himself anymore, and spoke in a trembling voice, his heart extremely shocked.

She only learned of this person's existence recently.

But what comes from other people's mouths can never be as real as experiencing it yourself.

And the phantom in front of him had deep eyes and transcendent aura. He walked slowly towards him step by step, and his movements were calm and unhurried. He had a kind of peerless majesty and spirit. When his eyes, which seemed to be indifferent to all living things, swept past him, the heaven and earth seemed to spin, as if as long as he stood there, the world would become a backdrop to highlight his existence.

This level of cultivation and realm is even more outrageous than Miss Yu's ability to control time and space.

However, although she was shocked, when the phantom came to the front and raised one arm, and the thunder of the whole world cheered and roared with his every move, an invisible fear began to spread in Ling Qinghan's heart.

"Di Yi, what are you doing? I'm not here to fight with you!"

The Saint Lord's face turned pale. Not to mention that she was facing Qiu Yi in her current situation, even if she was at the peak of her power in her previous life, she would have been dead for sure and there would not be any possibility of survival!

"Look carefully, are you going to hit me too?"

The woman couldn't help but let out a scream, and the next moment a bright electric light pierced through her chest, piercing her completely.

……

"Qiu Yi!"

With a cry of surprise, the sweaty Ling Qinghan suddenly opened her eyes. Her trembling arms caused the hairpin in the wooden box she was holding to tremble slightly.

"You...girl, are you okay?"

A familiar voice sounded, and looking at the woman's concerned eyes, the Holy Lord patted his head, feeling a sense of absurdity as if he were dislocated in time and space.

"No...it's okay, I just..." She gasped for breath, a little cold sweat on her snow-white forehead, and her heart was pounding when she looked at the hairpin in the wooden box.

Was that an illusion or a warning?

Ling Qinghan wasn't quite sure, did she touch something she shouldn't have touched without permission?

The shocking scene really makes people scared every time they recall it. Qiu Yi actually attacked her without saying a word. Is he crazy, or did he have the same attitude when he attacked other people in the past?

But at this moment, Her Majesty was stunned again, because she suddenly felt relaxed all over, all the pressure was gone, as if she had escaped from a quagmire and was truly free, her mind and soul were extremely clear.

This...what's wrong with me?

As soon as the doubts in her mind emerged, she quickly discovered the key reason that led to everything.

In the spiritual platform of the sea of ​​consciousness, the remnants of the terrifying inner demon calamity, the blood-colored light that wanted to devour and pollute itself completely, now began to break into pieces, constantly melting, and turned into star-like rain of light that dissipated into thin air.

!!!

What on earth just happened?

His Majesty the Saint really couldn't figure it out. Could it be that Di Yi didn't want to kill her just now, but wanted to help her get rid of the inner demons?

Holy shit, is this even possible?

This display of skill made her scalp tingle. He used unimaginable means to break the opponent's calamity.

So can it be said that she used her connections to get in through the back door?

The disappearance of her inner demons made Ling Qinghan's soul instantly bright and brilliant. If she were not still in this illusion, the magic power that had been suppressed in her body for so long might have burst out, making her a true peerless female saint.

"Madam, I'm fine. There's nothing serious. Please continue. There should be many stories behind this hairpin."

After calming down his excited emotions, the Saint Lord decided to patiently listen to the story. Judging from the performance of this hairpin in removing his inner demons, this hairpin should be a unique forbidden weapon. It was prepared by Qiu Yi in the past to protect his mother and prevent accidents. It has the power to avoid danger and bring good luck.

If it were placed in the outside world, this would definitely be a treasure to be worshipped day and night.

"I'm glad you're okay. If you want to know what's so special about this hairpin that Yi'er brought back, I can't really put it into words, but..."

The woman took the glittering golden headdress out of the box, stroked it infatuatedly, and murmured softly: "I don't know if it's my illusion, or my psychology, anyway, ever since I dreamed of the child, life in the small mountain village has gradually improved."

"Life is getting better?" Ling Qinghan's eyes lit up. Was it really Qiu Yi's protection that was working?