My sister took me to Xiuxian

Seeing her squatting neatly in the corner with one ear erected, the young man felt numb.

Your Highness, how can you be so skilled?

This is totally unbecoming of your status as a princess!

"The demon race's thoughts are truly incomprehensible."

Miyin's pretty face flushed, she spat lightly, and raised her hand to take off the fox ears that her man had put on her head and the fox tail that was placed on her butt.

"Don't pick it, how fun is this?"

"!!!"

My husband's bad taste is becoming more and more perverted.

……

The next day, the demon cultivators hurried back. It was said that it was because of Princess Qingqiu's strong request that the accompanying elders had no choice but to return home early.

Although the elders of Jinglingyuan were puzzled, they were also relieved. As long as there was no trouble at this critical juncture, nothing else mattered.

Two days later, the Holy Son and Holy Daughter of the Di Qian Holy Land also chose to say goodbye.

Even though they really wanted to wait, they really couldn't wait any longer considering Miyin promised but didn't respond in kind.

What the hell, talk to that guy properly?

You visit me during the day and leave at night? What do you discuss that takes you the whole day?

Are you sure you were just discussing something and not having a love affair?

If the relationship between the two holy places was not so harmonious at present, it was very likely that Her Highness the Saint did this deliberately because she did not want to see them and made an excuse to seduce them. They would really think that the two had an affair and took this opportunity to show their affection.

After all irrelevant people had left one by one, the entire Jingling Academy chose to close the mountain gate on the spot, and all disciples and elders were on high alert, fearing that any news would leak out.

"Master, is it necessary to make such a big scene?"

At the secret location of the treasure house, looking at a group of female nuns who were eagerly waiting, the saint ancestor who had been seen that night was sitting in the front row, and there were many who were leaning on crutches, with hunched bodies and almost dying.

Qiu Yi had an illusion that he might have come to the wrong place.

It's just opening the door to the treasury, why is it made like a new saint has ascended the throne?

It's too grand.

Chapter 8 A group of nuns are jealous

Although the Jinglingyuan is full of pure nuns, women are creatures...

After living a life of abstinence for a long time, you will inevitably feel lonely and bored, and when you see something lively or fun, you will want to come over and take a look.

Especially now that he was about to open his own treasure house that had been sealed for many years. It had not been opened for ten thousand years. Perhaps every treasure inside had been covered with dust. Who could bear not to come and take a look?

After seeing Qiu Yi coming, they whispered to each other.

"Is this the boy who brought the key to the treasure house? He's so handsome!"

"Senior sister, luck has really come. Not only did she succeed the Holy Lord, but little Miyin also returned safely, and she also found the key to the treasure house. How could she have run into all these things?"

"But this young man is really brave. He asked for thirty treasures. If we really let him take so many, our hearts would bleed."

"Forget it, it's good that the young man is brave. At least he dared to ask. Shouldn't you be glad that the one who retrieved the key was a handsome boy who looked very sunny. I heard that he practiced very hard and stayed in the yard to practice every day. He didn't come out to hang around or flirt with female disciples. Isn't that enough? If a petty old woman picked up the key and made other disgusting demands, would you be satisfied?"

"How can a woman be like this?"

"Don't pretend. We are all women. We know it well. If you can really get into the treasure house, you would want to move the treasure house away."

"..."

Qiu Yi was so upset after hearing this. What the hell was going on? Are monks so gossipy?

"Originally, only the Saint Ancestor was there, but later, the uncle came to the door and promised to take her place for an extra month, just to see how rich the family was in the past. The master agreed, but somehow the news reached the ears of the uncle, and later it was spread to some elders who usually kept themselves in seclusion... As more and more people came, the master had no choice but to bring everyone here to have a look..."

Seeing that he seemed frightened by the situation, Miyin quickly stepped forward to rescue him.

Qiu Yi nodded, understanding in his heart that perhaps monks would occasionally have some strange and messy thoughts.

Immediately, facing the curious and eager gazes of dozens of nuns, he looked at Nun Jingyi, then at the sage ancestor, thinking that they would say something at this time.

However, he also overestimated these two. Women are more direct than men. As leaders, in such an occasion where the backbone members of the sect are all present, they are not prepared to say some opening remarks or anything. It really shows that they are not serious about their work.

If it were on Earth, even if the school held a sports meet, the principal would have to grumble for a long time.

Without hesitation, he took out the treasure house key that looked like a small mirror.

A buzzing sound.

There was a flash of light on the mirror. After reaching this place, the key finally showed completely different movements from usual. White ripples spread out from the mirror, awakening a defensive magic circle in this area. Then the magic circle shattered into stars that fell all over the sky.

"The key is real. This protective formation can only be broken when the key appears." A gleam of light flashed in the old saint's eyes, and his tone was a little excited.

Having reached the level of a saint, how could she not have thought of using other methods to open the secret door of the treasure house? It was just that she couldn't even break the magic circle from the outside world. She felt depressed every time she thought of this.

Qiu Yi: “???”

Senior, could you please stop flattering your Jingling Academy? This magic circle was clearly left by my sister to prevent you from touching the treasure house!

But the elders present didn't care about this and said one after another.

"What are you waiting for, ancestor? Open the door quickly."

"They came to my door in person, how could it be fake?"

"That's right. We haven't opened the door for ten thousand years. Let those babies breathe. What if they get sick?"

"..."

The sage ancestor waved his hands silently. The problem with a sect consisting solely of female practitioners lies here. Women are usually too emotional and do not follow the rules like men do.

If such a thing happened in the Diqian Holy Land, and the Holy Lord did not speak up, who below would dare to say anything?

but……

Forget it, just open the door. These are old women who are hundreds or thousands of years old. How can their tempers be changed?

Instead of spending time correcting them, it would be better to think about how to cultivate good children for the next generation.

A ray of divine light flashed and landed on the mirror key. The light in the mirror surface shone again and cascaded out, forming a light gate on a cliff not far away, as if the door to a secret place had been opened.

"This……"

Qiu Yi and Mi Yin were also stunned when they saw this scene. It turned out that the so-called holy land treasury was not a sealed palace, but a colorful and gorgeous small world. This really opened their eyes.

"Was the Jinglingyuan in the past so generous that it directly used the small world as a treasure house?"

"I do not know either……"

Miyin also opened her little mouth and murmured something. It was really beyond her imagination.

"Let's go, let's go in and take a look..."

The old saint's eyelids twitched when he saw this scene. He looked at everyone including the Holy Lord's fiery eyes, waved his hand and walked in first.

With the saint as an example, others were no longer reserved. First it was Master Jingyi, then a series of other elders. After a few breaths, only Qiu Yi and Mi Yin were left present.

"What should I do, Miyin? Did you see your master's trembling eyes just now? I really doubt if they will turn against me and fight me if I take something out of it later!"

"Then let's take the key away now, lock Master and the others in the secret realm, and take the opportunity to escape?"

“???” Qiu Yi’s mouth twitched and he looked at her in disbelief.

Her Highness the Saint also realized that she had said the wrong thing. She stuck out her rosy tongue, stopped talking nonsense, and pulled Qiu Yi towards the secret realm.

……

"Why did you just come in?"

There was a flash of light and a dislocation in space. Before Qiu Yi and Mi Yin could see clearly what was in the secret realm, they heard the impatient voices of Master Jingyi and others.

"Master..." The Saint was startled, but she quickly reacted. After looking around, she asked curiously, "Where are the other uncles and aunts?"

The secret realm has beautiful scenery, with wisps of Buddhist energy floating in the light golden sky. Being in it gives people a feeling of being bathed in the spring breeze, and making the body and mind comfortable.

But apart from the Holy Master of Pure Spirit, Master Jingyi, there was no one else around them, which was really strange.

"The ancestor led them to the front. With the ancestor watching from the side, even if they are greedy, they have to think twice before making any moves."

Master Jingyi looked at them with a strange expression when she said this: "Come to think of it, why are you not happy at all? They were so excited just to come in for a visit. Some of them stood at the entrance of the treasure house a day in advance, waiting eagerly. You were able to take out three treasures, but you acted like you were just here for a run."

Uh……

Mi Yin shrank her head, helpless Qiu Yi could only smile and said: "Just as Master said, the seniors are too excited. If we also show strong emotions, it might cause public outrage, and then the gain will outweigh the loss."

"That makes sense." Nodding, the nun agreed with the young man's explanation and led the two of them towards the depths of the secret realm.

"Master, what should we do if there are not so many treasures in the secret realm?" After taking two steps, Miyin started to act recklessly again.

"If you don't have that much, then mortgage the Saint. Anyway, your heart is not in the Pure Spirit Courtyard, right? You have been running to their courtyard every day these days. People who know you know that you are the Pure Spirit Saint, but those who don't think you are a guest."

Master Jingyi glanced at her coldly. She had long ago warned her not to get too close to Qiu Yi in the holy land, but she turned a deaf ear to it.

"It's not that I just don't want to deal with the Di Qian Holy Land. They are really annoying." Mi Yin hugged Qiu Yi's arm and pulled the man to the front to act as a shield.

Qiu Yi: ⊙ω⊙

Should he say something?

However, this entanglement and embarrassment did not last for a few minutes. When a large grove of golden-leaf Bodhi trees appeared in front of them, the master and disciple were stunned at once.

"This is..." Master Jingyi's eyes were filled with astonishment.

“There are so many?” Miyin wasn’t in a much better mood either. She stared blankly at the bodhi forest that seemed to have no end in sight.

Under the soft light, the rustling of the Bodhi leaves makes people feel empty and all distracting thoughts are eliminated, bringing incomparable tranquility.

Qiu Yi was also shocked. In Buddhism, Bodhi means righteous fruit, which can help people realize the truth. And there is such a large piece of it, and it is a special kind of golden leaf Bodhi. It is obviously very old, with a long Buddhist charm, and it is the favorite of Buddhist practitioners.

"Fellow Daoist Qiu Yi, I don't want the other things, but you must try your best to get the ten thousand year old golden leaf Bodhi tree in the center for me."

After so many years of practicing Buddhism, Master Jingyi could no longer suppress her desire.

All along, she had thought that the treasure house contained at most some spiritual treasures, mineral deposits, and magical materials.

But she overlooked the most important thing, which was the spiritual roots of the elixir that could grow stronger with the passage of time.

Magical weapons may be covered in dust and lose their brilliance, but many spiritual medicines and roots will grow to an incredible level because no one has disturbed them for tens of thousands of years.

There should have been only one exotic golden-leaf Bodhi tree in front of us, but after ten thousand years, it has grown into a large one, making it impossible to take your eyes off it.

"can."

Qiu Yi agreed immediately, then walked towards the nuns gathered in front. They were unable to move because of the appearance of the Bodhi forest and kept chattering.

"Master, there is such a large bodhi forest. It's not too much to give me a bodhi bracelet..."

"That's right, it's time to change my Buddhist beads."

"This year, my new disciple is stupid and needs a golden leaf bodhi seed to enlighten his wisdom..."

"..."

Listening to the noisy voices of these nuns, Qiu Yi felt overwhelmed, but thinking of the earlier agreement, he had to speak loudly despite those fiery gazes.

"Senior, the first of the nine treasures I agreed on is the golden-leaf Bodhi tree in the center that is ten thousand years old."

! ! ! !

(｀Δ?)!

ヽ('⌒?メ)ノ

(*｀へ?*)

As soon as these words were spoken, the crowd became furious. All the nuns had murderous looks in their eyes, and they wished they could kill the young man.

They only dared to ask for a few Bodhi seeds, but this young man actually wanted to dig up the entire tree. This was not just digging the tree, it was simply cutting the flesh off their bodies!

I was so sad that I couldn't breathe.

"can."

Fortunately, the old saint had seen through everything, and was indifferent to fame and fortune. He directly pulled out the golden leaf Bodhi tree, turned it into a three-foot tall one, and handed it to Qiu Yi.

When the young man took it, many nuns felt their hearts were broken.

"Alright, alright, stop arguing. This is a treasure trove from ten thousand years ago. My friend, take what he wants while Jingyi and Miyin follow and register. The remaining things will be distributed at the Holy Land Conference. Don't blame us for not warning you."

When the saint spoke, a faint pressure spread, making everyone else silent.