My sister took me to Xiuxian

. . . . . .

"You let Yuxiu follow that woman Qingfei, are you really not afraid that something will happen to her?"

On the other hand, the sister Qi Ling who was with Qiu Yi had a trace of worry on her face, and she looked at the boy with a particularly blaming look.

The little girl is so young, but her father sends her out alone. Are all men so heartless?

That's the Origin Taoist Sect and the Qingyang Ancient Country, neither of which is on good terms with him. Now the place where they are cooperating wholeheartedly is even more of a dangerous place. Only Qing Fei can really protect Yuxiu's safety.

"Sister, you have never seen the little girl in action, so you don't know how capable she is. Apart from other things, the existence of Xuantian Immortal Venerable's golden bell may not allow her to do whatever she wants, but she should be able to protect herself, right?"

The young man patted his sister's hand and comforted her softly.

Although the treasure refined by the Immortal Venerable could not really exert the power comparable to that of a ninth-level strong man like the Immortal Venerable, it could still rival an eighth-level saint in a short period of time.

Of course, this is only temporary, because a treasure falling into the hands of an ordinary person is completely different from a treasure falling into the hands of an immortal. The immortal has enough magic power to activate the power of the treasure and is familiar enough with everything about the treasure to be able to easily exert the strongest strength, but the treasure itself is slightly inferior.

Well, perhaps the Map of All Things can be considered an exception. No matter from which aspect, the transformation of spirit artifacts into humans is an unprecedented breakthrough. With the existence of Ye Xiangyun, the autonomy and flexibility of the treasure are incomparable to other treasures.

But Sister Qi Ling is not a cultivator after all. She is just a spirit in human form. Her main power still comes from the treasure itself. The stronger the power of the treasure is, the higher her strength will be.

"Is that what I'm talking about? Yuxiu is just a little girl. She can't tell good from bad and doesn't know how to judge people. What if she is deceived and bewitched by bad people? What's more, you let her follow Qingfei."

Ye Xiangyun frowned, extremely worried. How could she let her own daughter follow maids and servants? Wouldn't this definitely lead the child astray?

Qiu Yi: (ー_ー)!!

"Sister, you are really worrying too much."

The boy didn't know from which angle to explain it.

Leading Yuxiu astray? Don't you know that this girl is black when cut open?

Moreover, just in case, he specially handed Yin Lan over to the girl. He might as well pray that she would not go on a killing spree.

In fact, during the interval of the battle with Qing Fei last night, the two had discussed that Qiu Yi and the other two, under the leadership of Qing Fei, would infiltrate that secret place and take the opportunity to disrupt their actions.

But later I thought about it and felt that this was too wasteful.

Qing Fei stepped into the seventh realm and finally became an elder of the Origin Dao Sect. When he took three people with him for this kind of cooperation, let alone any accidents, even if there were no accidents, wouldn’t it be his own identity that would be exposed during future investigations?

A one-time deal is not an option, Ling Qinghan is counting on her to get into the core senior management.

Therefore, Qiu Yi decided to send Yuxiu, who cared most about his original power, out. After all, she was just a little girl, and Qingfei could still conceal her identity, as the teleportation compass was given to her.

As for him and Ye Xiangyun...

Sand and gravel were running, and the old figure was moving between the rocks at a very fast speed. He had chosen a secluded mountain road in order to reach the planned destination in the best condition.

But now, the old prince of the ancient country who was moving quickly had already vaguely felt that this did not seem to be a good choice.

Although there is no clear evidence yet, there is indeed a very uneasy feeling in my weathered heart.

Depression, irritability, anxiety, and these unnecessary emotions cannot be driven away even by meditation techniques.

After he killed a junior of his own family with swordsmanship last night, he did not go back immediately but went to a secret place to meet up with others.

Firstly, he wanted to stay and make sure that the sensation he caused was big enough to cause a quarrel between the Sword Sect and the Ancient Country and quickly attract the Sword Sect's Elder Jing Heng. Secondly, there was enough time, so returning in a hurry would easily arouse others' suspicion.

But today, after returning leisurely, I found that the situation was not as good as I had imagined.

Yes, I was here just now.

As we age, our memory begins to decline, but it is not difficult to temporarily remember some regional features.

There are six large rocks and twenty dead tree stumps around, and the river next to it just turns.

Clearly walking in a straight line, they would appear at the same place repeatedly. Excluding the rare space distortion and grafting method, the only remaining possibility was an illusion.

“Come out! Since you chose to trap me in this way, you must have other plans!”

The old man took a deep breath, mobilized his magical power, and the sound of dragon roars and tiger roars came from his skinny body.

The sound waves echoing between the mountain walls shook the sand and gravel everywhere, until a moment later, the old man turned his head.

He had already sensed the main source of the illusion's fluctuations.

On the small hill, a young and handsome man was leaning against the rock at the top of the hill, with one leg bent and the other hanging naturally, just looking at him quietly.

Next to the young man was a stunningly beautiful woman with a long skirt that flowed on the ground and an ethereal figure that seemed not from this world.

"Sister, is your illusion so easy to be discovered?" the young man said in a low voice.

"I just don't want to waste time, so I deliberately exposed my flaws. Do you really like watching an old man spinning in circles?" The woman spoke indifferently, her voice cold and indifferent.

"makes sense."

As the young man slowly stood up, the old man could see more clearly.

Under the heroic brows, the pair of pupils that contain the sea of ​​stars seem to be able to capture people's consciousness, making it difficult to look away.

"..."

The old man pondered for a moment, then said doubtfully: "I seem to have seen you somewhere? Yes, it was a few Taoist friends from the Star Gate of the Doulong Holy Land. They once asked us for information about you. Now I remember that you once played the pig and ate the tiger in the Tianji Secret Realm, killed several princes of our country, and starred in a play with Tianyue Saint, deliberately luring the strong men from the major holy lands into the trap."

As he spoke, his expression unconsciously became gloomy. It can be said that the young man in front of him also contributed a lot to the ancient country of Qingyang falling to its current state.

"I'm very curious, why would the Qingyang Ancient Kingdom cooperate with the Origin Dao Sect? Did the Origin Dao Sect give you something as a guarantee?"

The rocks shattered, and Qiu Yi jumped down from the mountain peak, landing steadily on the ground with a cold look in his eyes: "There is a smell about you that disgusts me."

"Oh, disgust? This is the first time I've heard of it!"

The old man laughed. It was useless to hide it now. He might as well tell it out loud: "The Origin Dao Sect gave us a magic pill. Although it is only the size of a peanut, even if we old brothers only shared a small piece, we felt like we were reborn. It was as if we were about to become immortals. The new vitality it brought out was truly incomparable to ordinary elixirs."

Qiu Yi's heart sank. Was it exactly as he worried about?

Damn Origin Dao Sect, how many things have they arranged in the past?

Taking advantage of the young man's momentary distraction, the old prince launched his attack without even thinking.

He was wearing a purple-gold battle suit and holding a big knife in his hand, which was accompanied by an overwhelming blue hurricane. The blade danced, and the edge suddenly appeared, cutting people's skin and making it rise.

With a swing of the knife, the vast wind blade rolled up the sand and stones, turning into a terrifying tornado that seemed to tear the boy to pieces.

However, with a "crackling" sound, in the old man's stunned eyes, blue thunder suddenly burst out and went straight into the storm. In an instant, the storm that mortals thought was a natural disaster just now became a gentle breeze blowing across the fields. Not to mention cutting the boy's body, it was difficult to blow the corner of his clothes.

"You... this... Qingxiao Canglei, this is impossible!"

The old man exclaimed in surprise, wondering if he was still trapped in the illusion. How could such a divine thunder appear in Qiu Yi's hands?

There is no justice!

The Nine Heavens Divine Thunders, each one can make them feel despair.

In front of Qing Xiaolei, I wonder if he can display even half of his strength?

Gritting his teeth, he stepped forward with a gloomy face, and said in a cold voice, "The Qingxiao Thunder restrains magical powers, so I won't use them. I have broken through to the seventh level for a thousand years, and I still can't defeat a junior like you?"

"clang!"

The swords collided, and Qiu Yi steadily caught the opponent's attack. The old man was stunned for a moment, but then became ruthless and launched a fierce attack.

The sound of metal colliding continued. After about twenty times, the two men each took a step back. Qiu Yi clenched his fists and slowly adjusted his breathing.

Sure enough, for this veteran seventh-level strongman, even with the blessing of a divine body, he cannot gain the upper hand in terms of pure strength?

Well, the same goes for magic power and spiritual awareness. The gap between the fifth realm and the seventh realm is indeed very large.

If it were someone else, it would not be enough to bridge the gap between heaven and earth.

"Huh...huh..."

The knuckles and arms kept shaking, and the old man forced himself to steady himself, feeling a little powerless.

He couldn’t get it, he really couldn’t get it. Is this boy even a fraction of his age?

It's surprisingly difficult to deal with to this extent.

When his descendants were at this age, they were still playing house with their peers, but Qiu Yi was already on equal terms with strong men who were hundreds of times older than him.

What a sin! Why are there so many evil people these days?

"The warm-up is over, now it's time to get serious, don't you think?"

Qiu Yi opened his mouth slowly, tightened his grip on the sword in his hand, and closed the distance in an instant.

"boom!"

The old man took a deep breath and held his sword horizontally to block the opponent's attack. However, the sword did not have the sharp and resolute sword energy and sword intent as before, but only five kinds of violent and roaring thunder.

He didn't even have time to react, as the Crimson Thunder destroyed his sword and armor in an instant. In front of the crimson thunder, any magical weapon was like ice cubes and tofu, and began to melt and shatter as soon as it touched it.

As the sword slashed into his body, Jinxiao Thunder rushed straight to his Qi Sea Spiritual Vein, dissolving his magic power and evaporating his Qi Sea; Bixiao Thunder destroyed his body, leaving his flesh and blood charred and his tendons and bones broken wherever it passed; coupled with the extremely domineering Mingxiao Thunder, it destroyed everything in its path...

I had never seen such a scene when he was undergoing tribulation in the seventh realm.

When he came to his senses, he was lying on the ground, unconscious.

"Whatever you want to know, I can tell you..."

He opened his eyes weakly and watched the young man walk away step by step. The young man's heroic face was cold and ruthless, and the old man was a little panicked.

"I am the old prince of the ancient country. Whatever you want, wealth, beauty, I can give it to you..."

"If it were in the past, maybe I would consider it, but now, I just want to get back what belongs to me."

Qiu Yi leaned over and broke his neck, then without thinking twice, he stuffed him into his own qi sea. Two spiritual veins stretched out and completely wrapped him up.

After waiting quietly for a quarter of an hour, the young man smiled at the beautiful woman on the cliff and said, "Sister, it's done. You can put the illusion away now."

The spiritual vein was still highly efficient and it drained all of the remaining value from the old man in a short while. However, compared to the insignificant power of his original wish which was almost worthless, the memory fragments in his soul were truly valuable and could make their next actions much easier.

"..."

Ye Xiangyun, who was staring at the young man in a trance, was stunned for a moment. Then she waved her jade hand, and a scroll from the sky slowly fell into her hands.

"Sister, what's wrong with you? Are you worried?"

Qiu Yi came to her side, looked at her beautiful and flawless profile, and asked softly.

"Nothing, I just think Xiaoyi has changed a lot after going out."

The young man's face was reflected in the woman's clear eyes, and she felt lost.

“Eh, is there… is there…”

He subconsciously checked himself, but found nothing special!

How has he changed?

The transformation from boy to man?

Can you see this?

"Think about it yourself!"

Ye Xiangyun chuckled and flew out first.

Turning back, I found the boy still standing there in a daze, so I had to call out to him again: "Why are you still standing there? Didn't you say you were leaving?"

“Oh, here I come…”

Looking at the young man hurrying over, the woman's eyes flickered, and she suddenly felt that she could no longer treat him as a child.

Although Xiao Yi was still not very serious in his daily life, often flirting with her and having bad intentions, trying to take advantage of her, even though he had a daughter, he still didn't act like a father.

But in some ways he seemed really different.

From making plans, assigning tasks, letting Yuxiu follow Qingfei, that woman, and asking herself to assist him in dealing with the old prince of the holy land, all the opinions and ideas were his own from beginning to end, and he did not ask for her and Yuxiu's opinions during the process, and he made the final decision on his own.

This is not something a child would do in the past. As a teenager in the past, as long as she was around, he would consult her opinions and views before making a decision, no matter how ordinary the matter was.

But the boy nowadays is not like that. It’s not that he has become too proud and complacent, but that he has his own ideas and knows more inside information. He is clean and neat and thinks that too much explanation is not needed.

In addition, the development of the facts was just as he planned. He just set up an illusion to trap the old man, and he went alone to deal with the other party easily.

He is a powerful person in the seventh realm!

How long has it been since?

Xiao Yi already has the ability to plot against cultivators of the seventh realm, so it seems like she has just become someone who comes here to make up the numbers.

A little relieved, but also a little disappointed.

The boy who had just arrived in the world of immortal cultivation and knew nothing at the beginning seemed to have really grown up...

"Hiss... Sister, why are you pinching me?"