My sister took me to Xiuxian

All the elders around were stunned where they were. What was going on?

They were too embarrassed to speak, but it was Miyin who persuaded the young man to leave behind the Buddhist treasure?

Suddenly their expressions changed when they looked at Miyin.

Before they could get used to this strangeness and awkwardness, Qiu Yi took out a holy and pure blue-white lotus and a colorful and translucent egg.

"Little friend, what are you doing?"

Master Jingyi pretended to be shocked, and the others felt their scalps tingling and their hearts beating like drums. All their eager eyes were focused on the two treasures, and the brilliance they brought seemed to be about to burn.

Looking at the boy's sudden action and thinking about what happened just now, an idea that they dared not even think about popped up in their minds.

Could it be that...

"Ahem, I was greedy just now. If Her Highness the Saint hadn't explained it to me in a reasonable way, I wouldn't have known that the cultivation conditions of the Buddhist Blue Lotus and Peacock King were so harsh. If I were not careful in cultivating them properly, it would have delayed their development. Please take them back, Your Highness, and cultivate them carefully."

"call!"

A group of old women gasped in unison, and their faces changed when they looked at Qiu Yi and Mi Yin.

He was actually willing to return these treasures to Jinglingyuan. What a great ambition and vision he had.

They are judging others by their own mean standards!

For a moment, the indignation and hatred of evil in the eyes of these nuns were gone, and all turned into joy. Even the handsome face of the young man seemed to be covered with a layer of golden Buddha's light. His figure was tall and straight, outstanding, and so handsome that it was unbearable to look at him.

“Young friend, we at Jingling Academy are grateful for your kindness, but we can’t just take advantage of you. How about this? Since it was Miyin who took the initiative to persuade us, we will let Miyin cultivate the Azure Lotus and Peacock King.

In addition, you chose to return the three treasures. If you need anything in the future, just go to Miyin girl directly..."

The old saint had seen all kinds of situations, so there was no need to explain what Qiu Yi and Jing Yi were thinking. In order to prevent these elders from gossiping anymore, he simply made everything clear.

Compared with the secret of that immortal weapon, a few spiritual treasures are nothing.

"Since you have spoken, I will naturally believe you. I will take my leave now."

Qiu Yi smiled carefreely, turned around and left without looking back.

"Do you have any opinions now?" The old saint glanced at the elders indifferently.

"This..." All the old women looked at each other.

Compared with this lost and recovered treasure, the previous unpleasantness is nothing.

Seeing that these senior and junior sisters were speechless, Master Jingyi forced herself not to laugh out loud. Although an accident almost happened because the things in the treasure house were too valuable, it also showed that Qiu Yi's character was absolutely trustworthy.

In fact, it is better to return it openly like this. With everyone's testimony, it will be useless for them to have any objections.

"Miyin, if you are free these days, please visit my friend more often, so that he can understand our hospitality."

"Yes, Master."

Miyin pretended to be calm and composed on the surface, but she was actually secretly happy.

After the people from the Di Qian Holy Land left, she was still worried about finding an excuse to meet Qiu Yi privately, but her master took the initiative to give her the opportunity.

. . . . . .

"Those uncles and aunts still seem to have not figured out the situation. It's been a whole day since they came out, and they still look dazed."

"On my way here, your serious uncle even showed me the way and told me not to take it too seriously!"

"If they knew the truth, would they unite and abolish my position as Saint?"

"That's even better. Who would be interested in the position of Saint?"

Inside the Holy Maiden Hall of Miyin, Qiu Yi came here with full justification and openness to exchange ideas.

But nominally he was discussing the Dao with the Saint, but in reality the Saint hugged his neck with a blushing face and sat shyly on his lap.

If other people saw this scene, their mentality would explode and their inner demons would burst out.

"Husband, you have to be careful. Although the people from the Diqian Holy Land have left, we don't know what they will do after they leave the Holy Land."

After joking, the beautiful person snuggled in his arms whispered.

"Madam, you should also be careful. If you can avoid going to Kunxu, then don't go there. If you really want to go, you'd better notify me and I will rush over as soon as possible."

Hugging his wife's body, Qiu Yi rolled up a strand of her fragrant hair, his voice also very soft.

"My dear husband, I want to sleep for a while." Her Highness the Saint rested her head on his chest and murmured with her delicate lips.

"Ok!"

Two days later, at the gate of Jinglingyuan.

"Senior, you don't have to make a special trip, right?"

Qiu Yi looked at the hunched old man helplessly.

I thought to myself, are saints so leisurely these days? Why don’t you go into seclusion instead of worrying about the affairs of young people all day long?

"I'm just a little surprised. With Mi Yin's beauty, there would be countless admirers in Huangjizhou, but you only coveted her for two days?"

The old man was hunched over, and his wrinkled face was full of gossip.

"Senior, I don't like what you said. I'm really not the kind of person you think I am." Qiu Yi felt that there might be a huge generation gap between him and this old man.

Waving his hands, the old man didn't care about it, just smiled hoarsely: "Whatever happens between you and Miyin, it's done and we can't do anything about it, but Jingyi and I can only do this much. What others think of you in the future is your own business, and we won't interfere anymore."

"Don't worry, senior. I know everything." Qiu Yi said calmly.

"Since you know what's going on, are you sure you want to go down the mountain at this time?" The old saint looked towards the distance and smiled meaningfully.

"It's okay. I've been feeling very depressed these past few days and I urgently need someone to come and spar with me."

. . . . . .

As expected, just over a hundred miles after Qiu Yi left Jingling Academy, several familiar figures had already arrived at the front, led by the new Holy Son and Holy Daughter of the Di Qian Holy Land.

"Well, fellow Taoist, you finally came out. We have been waiting for you for a long time."

"You are waiting for me here, what's the matter?" Qiu Yi raised his eyebrows. This group of people really are haunting him, specially guarding him here.

"Nothing, I just want to talk to you." Several disciples from the holy land surrounded him, with a hint of sarcasm on their lips, and murderous intent was revealed in each of them.

Not far from them, there was another powerful man in the seventh realm who had not stepped forward yet. He was responsible for holding the fort.

Qiu Yi laughed on the spot: "Okay, I was just looking for you to talk. If you don't stay here, I don't know where to find you."

"You have obtained the treasure of my Diqian Holy Land, yet you still dare to be so arrogant? Don't blame us for bullying you. I will give you a chance to introduce yourself."

The Holy Son Emperor Qian spoke calmly. He felt that anyone with such confidence must have some background.

"Actually, how should I put it? I think the Emperor Qian Holy Land is completely out of their minds for choosing you as the Holy Son and Holy Daughter at this time. I myself did not expect that this day would come."

Qiu Yi sighed, took a step forward and came in front of him, extending a palm to cover him.

"you……"

Several disciples saw nothing but a flash before their eyes, and even the Seventh Realm Elder who was in charge of maintaining order was startled. The young man was like an empty space, so fast that it was difficult to guard against him. In a flash, the palm of his hand landed on the head of the new Emperor Qian Saint.

He had no way to avoid it, so he had to gather all his strength and raise his hand to meet the attack. Runes flashed, as if they were going to confront him head-on.

"You don't know your own limitations. Your last Holy Son died in my hands, and this one didn't learn a thing from him. What can I say about you?"

While Qiu Yi was speaking nonchalantly and indifferently, he domineeringly crushed the counterattack of the Son of God.

With a soft "puff" sound, the Holy Son of Emperor Qian exploded like a punctured balloon, and a rain of blood fell, and there was no human form left.

Even so, Qiu Yi did not stop there: "I also know that you have a lot of trump cards for signing up, but do you think I will give you this opportunity?"

"Stab!"

Crackling flashes of lightning swept across, and the crimson sky thunder and the blue sky thunder surged, evaporating all that was left in an instant.

Everyone present was sweating coldly, their hearts were trembling, and they looked at the young man with fear in their eyes. They just met each other, and he killed their Holy Son!

Who is this young man in front of me?

Chapter 12: The Evil Devil Yuxiu's Revenge

Everyone in the Di Qian Holy Land was extremely horrified at this moment.

In order to intercept the young man and to prevent any news from leaking out as much as possible, they specially chose a sparsely populated and rocky area. Unexpectedly, the reaction of the young man was completely different from what they had expected.

He was just standing there, with the fine arcs of electricity on his body not yet completely fading away, but his invisible charm was enough to make everyone sweat profusely, and their bones were all dislocated.

He was the Holy Son newly selected by their Holy Land. Although he was nominally at the fifth realm, he could return to the sixth realm at any time. With this kind of combat power, plus the magic weapon given to him by the Holy Land to protect himself, he couldn't even hold out against this young man.

Could it be that he is also playing the pig and eating the tiger, and is not a fifth-level cultivator at all, but a hidden Saint Lord-level powerhouse?

This time I really hit a wall.

"Pfft!"

Several ordinary disciples could not bear this kind of pressure. Their trembling bodies made their bones and muscles almost break. They had no choice but to kneel on the ground with looks of horror on their faces.

Even the newly appointed Holy Maiden Emperor Qian was not in much better condition. She was pale and frightened. She felt that as the aura of that young man became stronger, an invisible aura spread out, making the operation of her consciousness, magic power, qi and blood become sluggish and difficult. Even her vision became dim and lost its light. Her soul was suppressed in the sea of ​​consciousness and could not move.

I really don't know how to describe this situation.

"You are indeed a man of hidden talents, and it is we who are blind."

The strong man in the seventh realm walked forward slowly. His cultivation was the most profound. The aura emanating from the young man had no direct effect on him, but he was deeply moved. He understood the horror of this young man more deeply than anyone else.

"Clang!"

A bright light appeared, and Qiu Yi drew his sword with a three-foot-high sword in hand. The sword light flickered, and he attacked him with cold murderous intent.

"Fellow Daoist, what do you mean?" The expression of this powerful man changed instantly. He thought that the other party would at least say a few words, and he could even bring out the reputation of the Di Qian Holy Land to save face.

The death of a Holy Son might have a huge impact, but the loss of the fifth and sixth realms could not shake the foundation of the Holy Land. At least, we should not make too many enemies at this time.

He just didn't expect that the opponent would attack without hesitation. He had no choice but to resist. However, Kendo was famous for its powerful attacks, and the opponent had taken the first move, so it was even more difficult to defend himself.

"What did you mean just now? Now that things have come to this, do you think there is anything else to say?"

Qiu Yi snorted coldly, and the attack in his hands became more fierce. The sword energy and sword intent surged like a rushing river, as if to drown the opponent; and then it was like a rising sun, with blazing flames blazing into the sky and pressing down on the sky.

Ever since the incident in his hometown village, he hasn't done anything for more than half a year. He's either at home with his wife or in Jinglingyuan, a place full of nuns. As a man, it's really not easy for him to show his skills, so he can only practice with Miyin in private.

Moreover, after learning that he might have achieved godhood unintentionally, he was even more eager to find someone to measure his true combat power and find out what his limits were.

If I were to compete with a true seventh-level cultivator, what would my chances of winning be?

This time he did not use such extraordinary means as the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder. After all, this thing was too transcendent. How powerful it was depended entirely on the strength of one's own magic power. Currently, only Ye Qingge's swordsmanship could demonstrate his existing foundation.

This sword technique can be said to be the most normal means in his hands at the moment.

"If you are willing to sit down, we can discuss anything. The Holy Land can compensate you for the previous offense, and even invite you to explore the mysterious Kunxu together."

Qiu Yi's swordsmanship was so fierce that sword beams danced all over the sky and sword intent was like steaming clouds that penetrated every pore. The strong man had to take out a piece of armor and put it on to activate the Taoist pattern array on it and try his best to hold on.

Sword cultivators are such a headache. Once they engage in a fight, unless you can interrupt their offensive, the power of the sword will become stronger and stronger until it crushes everything.

Qiu Yi ignored his suggestion to end the fight completely. Instead, he shook his sword and stimulated a sword technique that pierced into the opponent's mind platform between his eyebrows.

boom!

It didn't take long, about thirty moves later, the man's armor was cut open by the sharp sword energy, and the whole person flew out, blood spilling into the sky.

"Is the gap between the Seven Realms so huge? Not to mention Qinghan before the breakthrough, even the group of Saint Lord-level experts who fought with me outside the small mountain village before were not just a little bit worse. The strength is completely on two different levels."

Qiu Yi put away his sword and stood there, his eyes filled with doubt. The last time he was able to fight against many of the Holy Lords of the Imperial Continent, it was partly due to the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, and also because he borrowed the power of the Heavenly Tribulation at that time, which was a bit of a trick. But now...

The victory was too easy. The opponent didn't even show his Dao domain before he was cut into pieces by his sword energy. Was the gap really that huge?

"The key is the difference in the sixth realm."

Yin Lan, who had been paying attention to the young man's battle, explained at the right time: "In theory, the sixth realm can open up a total of eight divine treasures. The first four divine treasures are related to personal strength, involving lifespan, strength, spirit, and magic power. These divine treasures that are the most direct reflection of your strength are collectively called tangible divine treasures. After opening them, your strength will have a qualitative leap. At this time, some people will also call themselves the peak of the sixth realm, because based on past examples, as long as you have these four divine treasures, you can step into the seventh realm."

"Four of them are considered the peak of the Six Realms?"

Qiu Yi was stunned for a moment. Could it be that the birds, trees, vines and the like that he had encountered in the Tianji Secret Realm in the past were only at this level?

Holy shit, how could this happen? Can this thing be half price?

"The main reason is that compared with these four visible divine treasures, the other four invisible divine treasures are too ethereal, and the improvement in strength in the sixth realm is negligible."

"What do you mean?" Qiu Yi asked curiously, and at the same time he casually condensed a spear of Azure Sky Divine Thunder and nailed the seventh realm strong man to the ground.

"Those four invisible divine treasures are related to Dao Heart, Luck, Cause and Effect, and Charm respectively. Basically, they can't improve combat power too much."

"Wait... wait a minute..." Qiu Yi stopped talking after hearing this, his face full of confusion: "I can accept the first three. After all, Tao Heart, Luck, Karma and so on are indeed important and indispensable parts of the immortal cultivation career, but... but what about charm?"

Could it be that the so-called cultivation of immortality really depends on appearance?