My sister took me to Xiuxian

"Madam, you have to make your own decision on this matter. I will definitely support your decision."

"Thank you for your understanding, husband."

Master Jingyi: “!!!”

In broad daylight, her beloved disciple and her man were talking sweet nothings in front of her without restraint. It was so painful to listen to, not to mention the girl's shy face. For an old nun who had been celibate for hundreds or thousands of years, it was simply unbearable to watch.

But she couldn't stop it and could only watch. Fortunately, she was still practicing Buddhist techniques, and by watching her nose with her eyes and her heart with her nose, she was able to barely remain unaffected.

"Okay, Master, I have no objection to Miyin continuing to stay in the Pure Spirit Temple as a saint, but this is your request. The key to the treasure house needs to be discussed separately. What do you think?"

Qiu Yi was very clear about the matter. Originally, Miyin requested to get rid of the position of Saint, and the price was the key to the treasure house. Now, Jinglingyuan took the initiative to insist that Miyin did not abdicate and maintain the status quo. Naturally, the price of the key needed to be discussed separately.

"Of course. Just follow the conditions agreed upon by our ancestors. You can enter the treasury and pick out any treasure you like." Master Jingyi was very direct about this matter and did not have any intention of taking advantage.

Firstly, too much time has passed, ten thousand years have passed, and now the attitude of Jinglingyuan is that of unexpected surprise, or few people remember what is in the treasure house. On the contrary, Master Jingyi can use the return of this key to make something of herself. She found the secret key of the treasure house that had been lost for tens of thousands of years just after she took office. It can be seen that she deserves the title of Holy Lord, and this is a real achievement.

Secondly, although Qiu Yi's reputation is not very good, because of Mi Yin, in the eyes of Master Jingyi, he is one of their own. If the treasure falls into the hands of this young man, isn't it equivalent to falling into the hands of Mi Yin? After all the twists and turns, it is still in the hands of Jingling Academy. It's not a big deal.

"Only pick one? Master, you are a Saint Lord, Qiu Yi is still my husband, and this is the first time the treasure house key has been found in ten thousand years. You have to pick at least three."

Just as Qiu Yi was about to nod in agreement, Mi Yin spoke first and said something that stunned both of them.

"Disciple, you..."

Master Jingyi's face was shining black. It had only been a short time since she went out, but she already started to behave in a disloyal way.

You have to know that Jingling Academy has raised this girl for two or three decades, and has done its best to train her to such a level of cultivation. But after only spending more than half a year with this young man, she has actually learned to betray her own sect?

"Fellow Daoist..." The old woman looked at Qiu Yi angrily, look at what you have done!

Doesn't she understand her disciple? It must be this man who deceived her with sweet words and led Miyin astray to become like this.

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"Ahem..." Qiu Yi quickly pulled his wife behind him and said calmly, "Master, I think you must have misunderstood. My wife is kind-hearted and pure like a blank sheet of paper. How could she challenge the bottom line of the Holy Land? The reason why she asked for three pieces is because of your consideration. When the time comes, I will take one, Miyin will also take one, and you will also get one, Master. Isn't it just right?"

"Eh?" Her Highness the Saint was stunned, as if she had not yet figured it out. She was clearly fighting for benefits for her husband, so how come it ended up being shared equally by everyone?

"..."

Nun Jingyi's reaction was exactly the same as Miyin's. Her ferocious look suddenly softened, and her expression was uncertain. She murmured, "Three pieces, one for each person?"

But after a moment, she shook her head firmly: "No, no, still no..."

“Master, why not? You are a Holy Lord now…” Miyin poked half of her head out from behind the man and asked with a pout.

"Three things, you are too naive..."

Staring at her unhappily, the nun said in a deep voice, "Three, three is not enough. We need at least five...seven...nine. I am the Holy Lord, you are the Holy Maiden, and your man has the key. If you don't take this opportunity to ask for too much, you will be unworthy of the treasures in the treasury, and also unworthy of your master's hard work in obtaining it."

At this point, the newly ascended Holy Lord of Pure Spirit looked at Qiu Yi without hesitation and said, "Fellow Daoist Qiu, when you go to the Pure Spirit Academy, you can just ask for an exorbitant price and demand thirty treasures from the treasury. Then I will come forward to negotiate with you and delay for a few more days to reduce the number of treasures to nine. By then, I, Miyin, and you will each have three treasures. Isn't that better?"

Qiu Yi: (｀Δ?)!

Miyin: ⊙ω⊙

It turns out that the older you are, the wiser you are. This wave of operations directly blinded his eyes and refreshed his cognition.

If you think about it carefully, you can understand that the things in the treasury belong to the Holy Land, not the Holy Lord.

Although the Holy Lord is qualified to make such calls, he will not be so reckless as to go too far. In case the Supreme Elders ask about it, he will have to find a suitable excuse.

Now that this free excuse was handed to her, she had no choice but to take it.

It's just like writing a note with the left hand and signing and approving it with the right hand!

After the work was done, people in the sect would brag about her hard work and great achievements. How could such a good thing happen under normal circumstances?

“Master, didn’t you always teach us to be honest and kind and be true to our conscience?” Miyin asked weakly.

"My disciple, you are still young. The world of adults is very complicated. Now that the opportunity has been given to you, you must seize it firmly. Let's go, Fellow Daoist Qiu, let's go back to the Pure Spirit Temple now."

"..."

. . . . . .

Qiu Yi had thought about it many times, which holy place would he go to first?

The Sword Sect that had been agreed upon long ago? The Yuhua Holy Land where Xuan'er was? Or the Tianyue Immortal Mansion where Xiaobai and Qinghan were?

I never thought that after going around in circles, the first place I visited was actually the Jingling Temple in Huangji Continent. I really didn't expect that.

Speaking of the most notable sects in Huangji Continent, one is the Diqian Holy Land, which has a close relationship with the Huangji Immortal Venerable 50,000 years ago, and the other is the Jingling Academy, where only women practice.

Unlike the Tianyue Immortal Mansion in Qingzhou which is also composed entirely of women, the Jingling Academy focuses on Buddhism and advocates doing good deeds for the world. Although they are women, they have the world in their hearts and their reputation is well-known, which makes them praised by many ordinary people and disciples of sects in Huangjizhou.

"Husband, you really think too much!"

Looking at what she saw and heard along the way, and listening to Qiu Yi's constant boasting, Mi Yin couldn't bear it any longer, and her face was filled with embarrassment.

"Hey, I see that in this area, whether it's mortals or monks, they all admire your Pure Spirit Academy!"

“This is just the regular care within the holy land. The academy has long had a rule that disciples will go down the mountain regularly to treat injuries and illnesses for mortals, deliver babies, purify plagues, raise clouds and rain, and instruct on spiritual practice. They say that they want to understand the sufferings of the people and let go of their bodies and minds.

But over time, my sisters and uncles all treated it as a routine matter and could not really appreciate its true meaning. I also come here often, but when I think about it carefully, it is not as enlightening as the slap in the face by the old lady..."

Looking at the ashamed expression of Her Highness the Saint, Qiu Yi was thoughtful and didn't say much.

I just feel that the founder of Jinglingyuan, who was able to set such rules, is obviously a compassionate female Bodhisattva.

Master Jingyi led the way, and the Holy Maiden Miyin accompanied him. Even though Qiu Yi was a man, there was no questioning when he entered this holy sect filled with female cultivators. He received a jade token representing his identity and entered smoothly.

However, as soon as he entered the mountain gate, Miyin was surrounded by a group of disciples.

"Senior Sister Miyin, you're back!"

"Senior sister, you are fine. I have been worried about you the whole time."

"Sister Saint is finally back. After surviving this disaster, I believe the future will be smooth."

"..."

He was surprised to find that after returning to his own holy land, Miyin seemed like a different person. She was no longer the docile and well-behaved young wife who always followed him, but a truly independent and proud girl. She handled the greetings from her fellow sisters skillfully and calmly, which really opened his eyes.

……

After dealing with all the disciples and elders one by one, it was already dark. The Holy Lady, who had finally found an opportunity to come and comfort her husband, was hugged by Qiu Yi as soon as she entered the door.

"Husband, don't mess around, this is a holy place!"

Mi Yin was startled, her body went limp, but her face turned pale. This was a wing room for guests, and there were female disciples from the Holy Land taking turns to guard it. If they were discovered, then...

"Madam, you are really popular in Jingling Academy. If I want to get close to you, I have to queue up behind your senior and junior sisters." Qiu Yi couldn't help but sigh as he sniffed the light fragrance from his madam's body.

"My husband, you are so mean. That's my senior sister. We haven't seen each other for a long time. We have to catch up. Besides, I have to find an excuse to get away with it. Should I tell them that I was taken into the room by a big devil like you?"

Miyin didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and comforted him softly, and then she took the initiative to kiss him on the face. However, after the kiss, she quickly turned her head to look outside the room, listened carefully, and after confirming that no disciples passed by, she let out a long sigh and patted her chest with a blush on her face.

How to put it, secretly meeting a man in your own holy place late at night gives people an unprecedented sense of excitement.

"Okay, the elders of Jingling Academy didn't make things difficult for you, did they?" Qiu Yi asked softly, hugging the slender body of Her Highness the Saint.

Even though Master Jingyi had promised, some things were already done, and he was still worried that Her Highness the Saint would be embarrassed by the nitpicking accusations of some stubborn old nuns.

"How is it possible? Master is now the Holy Lord, and I am the Holy Maiden. Who dares to mess with us? Besides, in order to prevent those elders from asking too many questions, I directly told them about the cooperation between the Emperor Qian Holy Land and that imposter. When it comes to the Emperor Qian Holy Land, those elders don't care about what I did. They are still arguing about it now. Otherwise, I wouldn't have the chance to come to you!"

Miyin was clever and quirky, with the corners of her mouth raised. Her mischievous look made Qiu Yi wish he could execute this beautiful Saint right on the spot.

"Oh, by the way, Master has mentioned the key to the treasure house, but you have to wait for two days. If you can't sit still these days, you might as well walk around the Pure Spirit Courtyard. I may not be able to spare the time to accompany you."

After slapping the boy's hand in reproach, Miyin shyly started talking about business.

"Hey, what's going on?" Qiu Yi was curious. Wouldn't it be better if things happened as soon as possible?

"It's like this, because some time ago, several demon cultivators from Nanyanzhou came here and wanted to borrow our Mirror Heart Forest to sharpen their minds. With outsiders present, we couldn't make it too public.

But there is no need to worry about this. Our Jingling Academy has always had this kind of cooperation with the demons of Nanyanzhou. The demons are born with strong blood and racial heritage, but it is too easy to get it, which means they are proud and complacent. Therefore, the tempering of the Tao heart is what they lack, so there will be outstanding demons who borrow Jingxinlin to temper their body and mind regularly. "Miyin explained seriously.

"Monster clan?"

Qiu Yi muttered something. Somehow, when he talked about the demon clan, he thought of the fox demon princess Hu Meir, with whom he had a frank meeting. Her fluffy tail dangling back and forth was so eye-catching.

Seeing that the man was still thinking, Mi Yin continued, "If it was just the demon tribe visiting, it wouldn't be that troublesome. But since the treasure house key that was lost ten thousand years ago has reappeared, even a certain saint ancestor who has been in seclusion has been alarmed. He said he was also very curious and wanted to enter the treasure house to take a look."

"Saint Ancestor?" Qiu Yi was really shocked. Even such a big shot was curious about the treasure house.

"Yes, so Master is also having a headache, wondering how to ask the ancestor for more treasures. In addition, Master also asked me to inform you that if the ancestor really comes to find you, you must not give in, otherwise you will not be able to get the good things."

Qiu Yi: “…”

This is truly a good wife who even came over to remind me.

But the virtuous wife couldn't stay after all, and they whispered for about half an hour. The moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and everything was silent. The reluctant Saint Lady slipped away in a furtive manner, which was even more adulterous than having an affair.

Qiu Yi was impulsive for a moment, but the boy, who always had strong self-control, suppressed himself, turned off the lights, and began to meditate.

He just happened to come to the Jingling Academy in Huangji Continent. Soon, he would return to Qingzhou and go to the Taoist Alliance headquarters to get close to the immortal sword Liuli Heart again. It should know a lot of things.

Besides, the words spoken by the goddess Qiu Yun also made him think about it frequently.

She killed Mingye.

Why did this happen? If Ming Ye was really related to Xuan Xiao Ming Lei, then they should be acquaintances. Why would they kill each other?

This also left him puzzled.

In addition, it’s time to get some gold coins in the sky palace where the squad leader is.

"Hey, what's that smell?"

The young man, who was thinking with his eyes closed and planning what to do next, suddenly opened his eyes and looked around in surprise. He vaguely smelled a strange fragrance.

The rich fragrance is particularly strong in this slightly cool late night.

Ok?

Why does it feel a little familiar?

The boy, whose train of thought was interrupted, tilted his head and thought for a moment, but he couldn't remember it completely.

In the past six months, the scent of his wife, concubine, and maid's perfume and makeup was different almost every day. He really couldn't remember when he had smelled this scent before.

After thinking about it, he pushed open the door of the wing and went out to take a look.

Jingling Temple arranged him in the east wing, which had rockery, flowing water, pavilions, dancing butterflies, and moonlight, which was very pleasant.

The western wing, on the other hand, looked much more rugged. The rocks, copper pillars, squares and lakes were not so refined but rather bold and majestic. Even the pavilions were several times larger than theirs, as if they were afraid that the guests would not be able to move around and would simply tear the buildings down.

Qiu Yi took a casual glance and understood where that place was.

A green anaconda as thick as a water tank, coiling around a copper pillar and grinding its teeth after transforming; a dragon turning the lake upside down, creating waves after waves; a white tiger with sturdy limbs, standing on the top of a mountain, howling at the moon...

What the hell are these things from the demon tribe? A zoo?

Qiu Yi really wanted to complain a little. Don’t these guys know that it’s time to sleep at night?

However, where did that fragrance come from? The west wing was too far away, so it was impossible for it to reach here!

Just as he held up his chin and thought seriously, a snow-white and agile figure came into his sight.

The snow-white, silky, smooth fur is fluffy and soft, with two tails swinging back and forth, and the eyes are wide open and red.

"Hey, where did this little fox come from? And it's a strange species with two tails?" Qiu Yi looked at the little fox squatting on the rockery with trembling eyes in surprise.

As soon as he took a step forward, the little fox seemed to be frightened, its fur stood on end, and it turned and ran away.

then……

Perhaps he was so frightened that he did not see the road ahead clearly and bumped into the pillar of the pavilion.

Chapter 3 Hu Wanwan and Huang Ling

"I'm really lucky today. I used to wait and see, but now I can see a special two-tailed fox without doing anything."

Qiu Yi was surprised at first, and then he suddenly realized that the ancients were right.

I didn't expect that the stories on Earth could also come true in the world of immortal cultivation. Is this outrageous or magical?

"Don't come here!"

The little fox, who was knocked dizzy, struggled to get up. Even though he was dizzy and seeing stars, he couldn't help but let out a terrified scream when he heard the devilish footsteps approaching.

Looking at that figure that I will never forget, it was as if I was back in the dark cave, about to relive the nightmare that makes me tremble even now when I think about it.

He didn't suffer any physical injuries, but the blow and the cracks in his heart have not healed to this day.

That's something a normal person can't face, okay?