My sister took me to Xiuxian

"This... is nonsense. What does the Sword Sect have to do with us?"

The verbal fight in the distance was still going on, but Qiu Yi, Ye Xiangyun and the other two had already lost interest in watching any further.

Is it still the same old routine?

He was jealous that the other party had a gifted child, so he planned to get rid of him before he grew up to prevent him from becoming a disaster in the future.

He didn't want to pursue these superficial situations, but the inside was...

Is the relationship between the Sword Sect and the Qingyang Ancient Country so strained? Are the small sects under the Holy Land about to fall out?

"Xiao Yi, don't get too involved in the affairs between holy places. The interests and grudges involved are not something you can mediate alone."

In this short period of time, Ye Xiangyun has changed into a crimson purple long dress, with flowing hair, a graceful figure, fair skin, and beauty and elegance.

"I know, but it suddenly occurred to me that Jian Zong is the sect of Qing... uh... Sister Qingge. If there really was a conflict, Sister Qingge would not sit idly by, right?"

Qiu Yi turned his head away guiltily and almost let the cat out of the bag.

"I don't know anything about the Second Miss either. But right now it's just a conflict between some fifth and sixth realm cultivators. She shouldn't show up in such a situation."

She heard something strange in the boy's voice, but didn't think too much about it. She just thought that Xiao Yi had inherited the sword art from the second young lady, and subconsciously positioned himself on the side of the Sword Sect. There was nothing wrong with that.

Normal people would think so.

At this moment, another loud voice sounded in the distance.

"Senior Lin, if you think I will protect my disciples, you can report it to the Sword Sect and ask the elders of the Sword Sect to come and witness it. We have no objection. As long as we investigate it thoroughly and everything comes to light, we can handle it as we want. I will follow the arrangements of the elders of the Sword Sect, okay?"

Qiu Yi turned his head in surprise, wondering if he had heard it wrong.

This is really what two hostile forces can say. Shouldn't they just argue with each other and keep dragging it out until it ends up in nothing? Or maybe the Sword Sect doesn't want to waste their words anymore and just start fighting?

How come you are still so courageous as to allow the other party to invite a stronger being to take charge of the situation?

Is there something else hidden in this case?

Qiu Yi was thinking about this when he suddenly felt a familiar feeling, which surprised him very much. He looked through the window towards a corner of the city.

what!

Why is she here?

"Xiao Yi, what's wrong again?" Ye Xiangyun asked curiously after noticing the change in the boy's expression.

Qiu Yi's expression at this moment was very strange, different from the past month or so. He looked surprised, and a little unnatural and subtle.

"Sister Xiangyun, you and Yuxiu should take a rest first. I have to go out for something." The young man said simply, then turned into a stream of light and left the room.

"Xiao Yi..."

Ye Xiangyun subconsciously stretched out her hand but failed to catch the boy, which made her feel lost.

"Aunt, how about we follow and take a look?"

Yuxiu is quite active. How can a cultivator rest all day?

If dad goes out alone, he must be doing something shameful, so it would be interesting to follow him.

"..."

Looking at the cute girl who was constantly urging her, Sister Qi Ling nodded for some reason.

. . . . . .

[Okay, I'll do as you said. I'll ask the Sword Sect's on-duty Elder Jing Heng to come and witness it. I hope you don't embarrass yourself.]

The voice of the old man from Dongyue Jianmen was heard from afar. In a brightly lit attic, an old man who was also wearing a dragon robe, with wrinkles all over his face and white hair, but who looked intimidating without even getting angry, laughed.

"In this way, wouldn't that annoying guy Jing Heng be sent away? Fellow Daoist, what do you think?"

Opposite the old man was a woman with a graceful figure and charming eyes. She shook the crystal wine in the luminous cup and said softly: "Old Prince, I have really learned something new. There is actually such a method to lure the tiger away from the mountain. But if we do this, we will completely offend the Sword Sect afterwards, right?"

"Ugh!"

The old man sighed heavily, feeling helpless and depressed: "Who made the descendants of the next generation disappoint me? A year ago, my kid went to cause trouble, but he didn't come back alive, and the little girl became a saint instead.

Based on her aggressive behavior over the past few months, I have reason to believe that she will start with the Qingyang Ancient Country. If that day really comes, whether the Qingyang Ancient Country should change its name or not is another matter. What does it matter if we offend the Sword Sect now?"

"The old prince is really open-minded." The woman's bright red lips curled up with inexplicable meaning.

"I should be the one to say this." The old man suddenly changed his tone and said coldly, "Your Origin Dao Sect has promised that now that Jian Zong Jing Heng has been sent away by us, can we start the action?"

"It's natural..."

Qing Fei drank the wine in the glass, but then touched her lower abdomen in surprise, and a gleam of light flashed in her beautiful eyes.

Chapter 30 Sir, Please Drink This Cup Full

Through the smooth and slim brocade, the white fingertips gently pressed on the lower abdomen. A hint of unique and shy reverie flashed across her mind, and Qing Fei immediately straightened her expression.

"This is only the first cooperation between the Origin Dao Sect and the Qingyang Ancient Country. Naturally, we will not let you make unilateral efforts. If this secret place did not happen to fall within the jurisdiction of the Sword Sect, we would not have gone through so much trouble. Please wait and see what happens next."

"Haha, I hope so."

The old man looked at her with fear, then turned and left.

Although they were forced to cooperate with the Origin Dao Sect, they were not happy at all with the people who came to discuss cooperation with them.

Qing Fei, a traitor of Tianyue Immortal Mansion, the Saint Lord of Tianyue, and the junior sister of the Saintess of Tianyue not long ago.

In terms of identity, it is highly credible that she took the lead in organizing the fight against Tianyue Xianfu. After all, there were rumors a long time ago that the two of them had fought openly and secretly more than once when they were in the same sect, and later it even reached the point of betraying the sect.

But he had a hidden anger.

A year ago, in order to prevent the Holy Lord Tianyue from becoming a saint, several holy places suffered heavy losses. The contemporary emperor of his ancient country Qingyang died because of this. It was said that he was killed by Ling Qinghan, who was undergoing the tribulation, like chopping melons and vegetables. They didn't even want to mention the huge gap, it was really embarrassing.

However, in contrast to them, Saint Tianyue overcame all major calamities and successfully became a saint. Even the Saint's junior sister quietly entered the seventh realm.

Even though there seems to be a huge gap between the two, who can compare with the enchanting woman of Tianyue Saint Lord!

Qing Fei's talent and speed of cultivation alone made the proud geniuses of the holy land unable to hold their heads up.

Starting from the fifth realm, the sixth realm and the seventh realm are all big hurdles. Without unique opportunities, you can only spend time to grind up little by little. It may take decades at the least and hundreds of years at most, and you can still stay where you are. Do you really think that cultivation can be so easy?

But in this life, Tianyue Immortal Mansion...

A sect composed entirely of female practitioners completely overwhelms the other sects!

I don’t know whether I should be angry that the younger generations are not good enough, or envy them for being blessed by God.

Watching the old man's breath gradually fade away, when it was almost time, Qing Fei raised her beautiful and charming face and called out tenderly, "Master, how come you have time to come to my place? Do you miss me?"

"Just call me Young Master. I don't want to be a master now."

In the shadow behind the screen, the darkness faded away, and a young man with cold eyebrows and a dignified demeanor slowly walked out, found a comfortable seat and sat down in a familiar manner.

"..."

The woman's expression changed slightly. She turned her head and looked in shock at the direction the young man had walked out. After a while, she said delicately, "I will listen to you, sir. I will shout whenever you want me to."

Qiu Yi looked at the woman in front of him who had only been separated for less than half a year but whose aura had changed drastically. He said with a half-smile, "I thought you were going to attack me just now. After all, you finally broke through to the seventh level? You can barely be considered a strong person at the level of a Saint Lord."

"how come?"

Qing Fei stood up gracefully, waved her hand to let down the curtains around the attic, then walked to the young man with graceful steps, sat down in his arms with a skilled and charming posture, exhaled and said: "It's just that the young master's cultivation seems to have made great progress in this period of time, and I am happy for him in my heart."

If you hadn't reacted so strongly just now, I wouldn't have been able to see it.

With the sweet and soft beauty in his arms, Qiu Yi's expression remained unchanged, as he had expected something. As a woman, she had suffered a lot for her previous amnesia. Not to mention that she had made a breakthrough after they separated, she must have been highly valued in the Origin Dao Sect. Now she can take the initiative to talk on an equal footing with an old prince from the holy land, how could she not be a little arrogant? Would she really be willing to continue to be his slave?

But the young man didn't take it to heart. As long as he was strong enough, this woman wouldn't be able to make any waves no matter what.

"Really? I didn't expect that even though you have successfully broken through, this thing still exists. If it weren't for its existence, I really don't know if you were the ones behind this farce."

Qiu Yi smiled, placed his palm on the woman's waist and moved it to her lower abdomen. His fingers gently slid over the place she had just pressed, and it seemed as if a brilliant electric light was disappearing.

It can only be said that it was due to an accident. During the six months of amnesia, Miyin and Ling Qinghan were not in any danger. On the contrary, Qing Feizhen, who was close to a breakthrough, was always on the verge of a tribulation. With no other choice, the boy could only help her suppress her own tribulation. Unexpectedly, he accidentally created a strange thing.

I thought it would disappear after overcoming the tribulation, but who knew it would still be there?

And is it possible to have such a feeling?

The charming face of the woman turned pale, and then she twisted her slender waist and said in a soft voice that seemed to be dripping with water: "Does the young master like it?"

"Let's talk about it when we have time. Tell me what your Origin Dao Sect is up to now?"

Although playing with Qing Fei can indeed bring out a lot of new tricks, and one might not be able to stop the whole night, and the amount of exercise can be used for fitness, but when it comes to the Origin Dao Sect, Qiu Yi can still distinguish between what is more important and what is not.

Originally, he had a bad impression of the Origin Taoist Sect. Their shameful behavior and unpresentable ways of dealing with things made him stay away from them.

But that's all. After all, I won't offend others unless they offend me. If there is no direct conflict, he would not bother to provoke them.

But he never expected that these guys were not doing their jobs properly. They kept their eyes on his body, always thinking about how to extract and refine his original power. They were making money from the dead and ended up hurting him. How could he tolerate this?

First it was that time with Xuan'er, then there was Hu Meir's invitation for cooperation, and now I bumped into her again while walking, damn it.

Chen Yu and the others might just want to fuck him, but Qiyuan Dao Zong can't wait to lie on him and suck his blood!

"Young Master, you are really..."

Talking about business, Qing Fei regained some of her spirits at this moment, but her charming face was still blushing, because the boy's hands were not as obedient as he said.

Taking a deep breath, the woman leaned against his chest and said quietly, "Through the conversation just now, shouldn't you have guessed it almost right? The Origin Dao Sect has found another secret place similar to the last one, and the runes there are far more complete than the cave you saw last time. It's just that they encountered some troubles in the process?"

"Trouble?" Qiu Yi said nonchalantly, "Do you mean that the secret place is within the jurisdiction of the Sword Sect?"

"Not only that, when Elder Dao Zong contacted me, the situation was obviously much more serious than this, otherwise we would not have secretly chosen to cooperate with the ancient country of Qingyang?" The woman's beautiful, narrow and charming eyes paused slightly, the corners of her mouth curved slightly, and she spoke in a seductive tone.

"The Sword Sect elder Jing Heng that the old man just tried to lure away is extremely powerful. It is said that he was already at the peak of the Seventh Realm a thousand years ago. Even if he has not broken through to become a saint, his cultivation is terrifyingly amazing. Even the Dao Sect and the Ancient Country do not want their little tricks to be discovered by him. It will be very troublesome to deal with them at that time. However, what I said is just a superficial cover-up. I am sure that we may encounter a big battle when we enter the secret place."

Qiu Yi felt a toothache after hearing this. How should he put it? It sounded like he had a sense of accomplishment. After all, the little bit of original power that he had left over from the past could cause a group of people to make such a big fuss. But when he thought about it carefully, he felt it was very weird.

It should be said that it is fortunate that in this life my flesh and blood can only feed my daughter with evil intentions, otherwise I might not even be able to leave the house.

Wait a minute, is that thing really his original power? Why didn't he take the opportunity to take some back when he bullied Chen Yu and the others before?

"Is the ancient country of Qingyang really determined to make such a desperate decision to cooperate with you?" The young man asked again, frowning.

He understood that the situation of Qingyang Ancient Country was not very good now. In other words, except for the Sword Sect that did not take action at the beginning, with the return of Ling Qinghan, whether it was the Star Gate, the Feathered Holy Land, or the Fighting Dragon Holy Land, the current situation was not very good. He had to find a way to appease his wife's anger, but...

Isn’t the reaction of the ancient country of Qingyang too intense?

It seems as if they have to fight to the death with Tianyue Immortal Palace. Other holy places won’t make such a big fuss, right?

"Sir, the night is long, why don't you have a drink to warm yourself up?"

Qing Fei stretched out her fair white arm, reached out to take the unfinished wine of the night, calmly filled it up, and then handed it to the young man with a smile.

……

"Aunt, don't be impulsive, Dad is talking about serious matters now!"

On the eaves not far from the attic, two beautiful figures, one big and one small, were staring at the image reflected on the curtain.

The older one clenched her fists and had a black face, as if she would rush over and beat up the couple at any time, while the younger one opened her arms and tried her best to stop them. Now she regretted why she had suggested coming over to see what was going on.

And dad, you are such a fool. When you come out to see my concubine, can you at least cover yourself up? At the very least, can you at least open up a little and cover everything up? It will be so embarrassing if my aunt sees us!

Otherwise, you can also notify me in advance so that your daughter can keep an eye on you.

"Yuxiu, do you know the relationship between Qing Fei and Xiao Yi?"

After a while of pushing and pulling, Ye Xiangyun gritted her teeth, and forced herself not to look or listen, and instead looked at the little girl who was stopping her.

She knew Qing Fei. When Xiao Yi first came out of the mountain, he suffered a great loss at the hands of this woman. However, he was able to regain his face later in the cave planned by the Origin Taoist Sect.

How come it’s only been a short time and she looks like she can’t wait to sacrifice herself for Xiao Yi?

What happened in the middle.

"Aunt, I was just about to tell you." Yuxiu's face showed a trace of disgust, and she frowned and said, "I hate this woman. After accidentally knowing that Dad is not ordinary, she shamelessly wants to get close to me and wants to be my stepmother. I don't like her, but she uses Aunt Junxi's matter as an excuse to get close to me again and again. She is so shameless."

"..."

Ye Xiang was stunned, a little distracted. It was then that she remembered that when Xiao Yi met Qing Fei for the second time, the master had discussed with this woman in private and asked her to do something. As a result, this...

……

On the luminous cup held by the woman's delicate hands, there was a lip print that looked like a rose petal. The shaking wine, accompanied by the woman's charming movements, indeed made Qiu Yi's eyes move slightly.

But that’s all. After all, the meat is already in your mouth, so its appeal will inevitably decrease.

"Just say it directly, don't use all this fancy stuff." Shaking his head, the boy spoke calmly.

"Young man, you really don't understand romance." Qing Fei giggled, and of course caught the surprise in the eyes of the young man opposite her. She spoke in a delicate voice, and then drank the wine in one gulp. For a moment, the orchid-like fragrance had a little more alcohol in it, which was indescribably moving and made him salivate.

But at this moment, the woman threw the wine glass back, and said with a half-serious, half-charming giggle: "Sir, the ancient country of Qingyang is different from other holy places. Other holy places are just master-disciple inheritance, and the relationship between each other is not that close. Even if the Holy Lord falls, the worst that can happen is to change to another one. But the ancient country is different?"