My sister took me to Xiuxian

Nodding, the woman did not hide anything and told her everything: "Since that day, the village has been blessed with good weather and good harvests. The crops in the fields have a good harvest every year. Villagers who go into the mountains to hunt rarely encounter accidents, and at most suffer minor injuries. Well, every household is full of laughter. The old Yang family gave birth to three big fat boys in succession, and no one died young. The child of the old Liu family went out to study and passed the imperial examination. Later, even the old Zhao family also had a seedling of cultivating immortals, who was favored by a passing Taoist priest and happily accepted as his last disciple.

Later on, everyone didn’t want to stay in this small mountain village anymore, so they decided to leave together and live somewhere more lively. With mutual help, they all set off together with laughter and joy.”

"Is that so?" Ling Qinghan thought thoughtfully. Was this Di Yi's goodwill reward to the entire village?

Since he could be so thoughtful about such a small matter, why did he turn his sword against others later?

"The old lady was worried about Qiu Yi, so she didn't leave with him?"

"That's just one reason." The woman shook her head, smiled slightly, pressed her hairpin to her chest, and murmured, "Although I'm the only one left in the village since then, I can vaguely feel that Yi'er seems to be with me all the time, caring about me all the time. Although he left home, it seems that he didn't leave. I just can't see him, but I'm satisfied with this."

???

Well, there is such a saying. Could it be the close connection between the closest blood relatives?

But if so, then...

"Then what is going on now? Why does such an illusion appear, allowing people who keep breaking into it to forcibly become your children? What is going on?"

His Majesty the Saint was completely confused. Wasn't this a typical story of loving mother and filial piety? How could it have developed to this extent?

"Because...because..."

As if she had finally come to the point, the woman's eyes were once again filled with tears, and she sobbed softly, "Originally, everything was like this, and I thought it would be nice to end my life like this, but one day later, I had another dream, and I dreamed of my Yi Er again.

But this time, Yi Er was completely different from the last time. He was covered in blood, his body was a little transparent, and when he spoke to me, his body was covered with wounds and looked broken, as if he had been torn by a monster. I felt pain just by looking at him, but...but the child kept talking to me with a smile. "

!!!

Covered in blood, bruises, and mutilated?

Ling Qinghan immediately felt overwhelmed. What was going on? How strong was Qiu Yi to be able to injure him to this extent? Could it be that this was the battle that Miss Yu mentioned not long ago where he fought alone against more than two hundred immortals?

At that critical moment, he still had the ability to be distracted!

Outrageous!

"What did Qiu Yi tell you?"

Hearing this, the woman burst into tears again. She lost control of her emotions and almost fainted. After a long time, she spoke while sobbing and feeling sad.

"The child said to me, 'Mom, this may be the last time I call you, please take care of yourself.'

From that day on, I could no longer feel my child. That child was gone. I didn’t even know where he went. I also didn’t know how he was doing now. When he ran away from home for the first time, he didn’t say a word. Although I was anxious and worried, I knew he should be fine. But this time, he said goodbye to me seriously. I was really scared. I was afraid that he would never come back..."

The woman's crying words were still echoing in her ears, but Ling Qinghan could no longer hear them.

My mind is full of the first sentence.

[I'm leaving, going to a very far place, a place where no one can find me, and I may never come back.]

Damn, could you please make this sentence more clearly?

His Majesty the Holy Lord was so overwhelmed that he felt his hair go down in his throat after hearing this.

Normally, this is a very common and euphemistic way of explanation, implying separation between life and death, and meaning that the two will never see each other again, no matter where they are.

But the person who said this was Di Yi, who was ridiculously strong at the time, and there was also a bastard Qiu Yi outside who was full of energy and alive.

just in case……

She said it was just in case!

What if Emperor Yi meant it literally at the beginning?

Isn't it pretty fucked up when you think about it this way?

For the first time, Ling Qinghan wished she had never heard of this, because the more she thought about it, the more it seemed wrong!

It is known that at the end of the last era, Emperor Yi died together with more than two hundred immortals by himself. This seems quite tragic and shocking at first glance, but on second thought, Qiu Yi can fight against more than two hundred immortals alone, how outrageous is the disparity in combat power?

But once combat power reaches a certain level, it cannot be crushed by numbers alone.

Just like her, when she was in the seventh realm, she was still able to handle it easily and with ease when facing more than a dozen Saint Lords of the same level, not to mention Emperor Yi who was able to control thunder tribulations and crush all living beings back then.

Unless this guy really lets go, and lets go a lot, and acts very realistically, otherwise how can he fight the people on the other side?

As for injuries?

When an Immortal Lord is fighting against many enemies alone, how can he act realistically without getting hurt?

The more she thought about it, the more something seemed to be wrong, and the bigger the problem seemed.

Damn it, where on earth did that woman bring Qiu Yi back from? Do you know what you brought back?

No wonder when I asked her about Qiu Yi's origins, she spoke so mysteriously. So that's how it is.

No, I have to find that woman and ask her clearly when I get a chance.

……

"I've told you everything I know. Now can you take me to see Yi'er?"

Wiping away her tears, the woman seemed to want to adjust herself. She was unwilling to meet her child who had finally returned after who knows how many years in this crying state.

"Have you really not seen your child?" Ling Qinghan asked back.

"What... do you mean?" The woman's voice trembled a little, and she looked at her in confusion.

"Qiu Yi has actually been by your side these past few days."

"Really...really?"

"Well, he's been trying to find a way to talk to you in person, but unfortunately you can't seem to sense her presence. But I think since you can communicate with me face to face, you should be able to change things up a bit and see him in person."

"Meet...meet him...change...talk to him...but I..." The woman seemed a little nervous and a little incoherent.

Ling Qinghan couldn't understand why this woman was so flustered all of a sudden, so she pointed decisively at the hairpin that Qiu Yi had returned to her and said softly, "If you can create such an obsession illusion that pulls us all into it, then you should be able to contact Qiu Yi through it. After all, it was created by him back then. Don't be nervous, you can give it a try..."

"I... okay... let me try..." The woman gently held the hairpin in her hands, muttering to herself as if she wanted to do something.

However, just as this hairpin had just begun to shine, she suddenly thought of something and screamed loudly in pain, then stumbled back into the house holding her head: "No... No... I won't..."

"what!"

Another scream filled with despair rang out. Ling Qinghan's scalp went numb and she hurriedly followed in, wanting to see what was going on. However, after crossing the hall and entering the inner room, she saw the woman kneeling on the ground and howling in pain. Her heart was shocked and sadness appeared in her eyes.

On the bed in the inner room, a skeleton lay there. The body had long since decayed, but the immortal bones retained her obsession.

This woman had died a long time ago, in the past. No wonder Emperor Yi thought she took good care of herself back then. Even with the existence of that hairpin, for a mortal, it could only allow her to live a long life of peace and tranquility.

However, her longing for her child turned into her obsession, and relying on the forbidden weapon left by Di Yi, she finally created such an immortal illusion of obsession, which would last forever in the world, waiting for her child to come home.

"Don't worry, I'll think of a solution for you." Noticing that something was wrong with the woman's aura, Ling Qinghan instantly became nervous.

But this time the woman didn't listen to her. She just kept muttering to herself, "My child is back, but I'm not here. How can this be? This can't be. Absolutely not. I must watch him come back."

As she spoke, endless black air emanated from her body. Along with the increasingly brighter light from her hairpin, a figure that seemed to have completely fallen into darkness slowly stood up.

“You…” The Holy Lord’s heart and mind were trembling. What…what is this…how could this happen?

Darkness. Can an ordinary woman fall into darkness?

The figure simply glanced at her and walked straight outside, muttering, "Child, I want to see my child."

"Don't be crazy, calm down first, I can definitely think of a way." Ling Qinghan shouted loudly, suppressing the throbbing and resistance in her heart.

However, this level of talk was simply unacceptable to a woman who had waited millions of years for her child to return.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

"Boom bang..."

Cracks appeared in the sky, and the illusions created by her were distorted at this moment. Figures that were trapped in the illusions and unable to escape fell into the reality because of this strange change.

"Senior, what happened? Qiu Yi's mother..." Mi Yin came running over, looking at the dark figure, feeling infinite panic in her heart.

"Senior Sister, what happened? Why did the old lady become like that?" Qing Fei also hurried over. This sudden change made her heart tremble.

She is different from Miyin. She once saw the real darkness through the teleportation compass of the Origin Dao Sect. It was not exactly the same as what the old lady had at the moment, but it was very similar in all likelihood.

But why is this happening?

"Buzz!"

The hairpin emitted a brilliant light, faintly mixed with lightning and thunder, as if to prevent the woman from falling further into darkness, but the result was to make the darkness even thicker. An invisible wave spread, making every monk in it feel dizzy, confused and crazy.

Even Ling Qinghan was no exception. Originally, she could have held on with her level, but now she was completely out of shape!

……

"Alas, this day has finally come."

At the entrance of the village, Mu Qiuyun, who was looking at Qiu Yiyingying, let out a soft sigh. Looking at the village that was gradually twisting and deforming, and even filled with wisps of darkness, a trace of hesitation and reluctance flashed across his face, but soon turned into determination.

"Qiu Yun, what does this mean?" the confused boy asked hurriedly.

"Master, the old lady has passed away a long time ago. She was waiting for you to come back. After millions of years, her obsession has turned into evil thoughts, and now she has fallen into..." Goddess Qiu Yun paused, full of sorrow, and said faintly: "Master, please forgive me. Qiu Yun will definitely go with you in the future..."

A hand as white as the first snow reached out and grasped the crystal sword. The hazy, colorful light shone like stars, making her look even more holy and flawless. However, her face was full of sadness. She looked at him deeply, and without hesitation, she walked towards the village with graceful lotus steps.

Qiu Yi: “…”

He turned his head to look at the woman's back, then looked at the village in front of him which was already shrouded in darkness. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't figure out the logical consequences for a while.

but……

The woman's soft and delicate palm was grasped, and she could not help but stop her forward steps. She gently turned her swan-like graceful and white neck and said in surprise: "Master, you..."

"I'll go!" A firm and powerful voice sounded, and the young man took the Glazed Immortal Sword from the other party's hand, waved his hand, and asked her to leave quickly: "This is my family's business. No matter what, I need to solve it. Qiu Yun, you should not interfere."

"Young Master..." Her Highness the Goddess stood there in a daze. It was not just the action and the words that shocked her, but more importantly the temperature of the hands that touched each other just now.

After being stunned for just a moment, she hurried over, her bewildered face showing panic and fear: "But Fairy Sword Liuli Heart, you don't know yet..."

brush!

An extremely dazzling light burst out from the crystal fairy sword, illuminating the nine heavens. In Qiu Yi's hands, the rhythm of the fairy way seemed to be free of any constraints, and for the first time it bloomed so unscrupulously.

And a mysterious resonance turned into invisible ripples that spread, sweeping across the sky and the earth, attracting responses and surprises from several places.

"What happened?" In the sacred heavenly palace, squad leader Liu Yuedie felt the palace shaking irregularly for a moment.

"It's okay, just a little unexpected. Why did it suddenly become serious?"

On this day, most of the cultivators in Qingzhou and Huangjizhou saw a very terrifying scene.

A despairing darkness obscured the sky and engulfed the earth, like a sign of the end of the world, causing people to panic and feel uneasy.

But the turning point came very timely. The colorful sacred light pierced through the deep darkness, cut through the fear in people's hearts, brought hope to break through the darkness, awakened the courage in their instincts, and let the bright sunshine shine on the earth again.

……

"Whoosh!"

A colorful star streaked across the sky and flew rapidly towards the Qingzhou Taoist Alliance headquarters.

In the glorious package, Mu Qiuyun, who had not seen the result yet, was very mad at the moment. Her stunning face showed deep dissatisfaction and anger: "Liuli, what do you mean? Why are you running so fast?"

[I was too excited just now, and wanted to show off in front of that person, but I couldn't control myself and accidentally used all my strength, so there may be some insignificant sequelae left in the aftermath of the confrontation. It's better to avoid it now. ]

"After... aftereffects?"

Goddess Qiu Yun was stunned. This magic sword is not smart either. Why are you showing off? Wasn't it because of your magic weapons that you defeated the young master?

Do you want to take this opportunity to demonstrate to him?

[Uh... it's okay, it's okay, everyone is fine, it's just a simple amnesia. Don't worry, it's just the aftermath, just the aftermath, I didn't specifically target you, it will only take a few months at most, your memory will slowly recover.]

"What, my young master has lost his memory?"

[No...it's not him, it's everyone except him who has lost their memory.]

"???"

. . . . . .

Two days later.

Saint Lord Tianyue slowly woke up and looked around. He found himself lying on a piece of soft green grass. There were green mountains and green water all around him. There was a gentle breeze and bright sunshine shining down. It was extremely warm and comfortable.

When she looked at the lakeshore not far from her, her eyes lit up. She saw a young man standing there. He was tall and handsome, with eyebrows like swords and eyes like stars and moons. He was indeed a handsome young man.

The woman sat up and looked at the handsome young man carefully. She felt strange yet very familiar with him. The more she stared at him, the more her heart pounded. A blush unconsciously appeared on her face, and her crystal earlobes looked like blood jade.

She couldn't help but ask curiously: "Who are you? Where am I?"