My sister took me to Xiuxian

Or maybe, despite what Sister Qi Ling said yesterday, she was not very happy knowing that she would have to sweet-talk her ex-lover today?

After thinking about it, he felt that this was the only reasonable explanation.

However, what he didn't know was that in his qi sea, Ye Xiangyun, who sensed the young man's breath fading away, suddenly trembled all over, his face turned black, and his chest heaved with anger.

God knows what kind of nightmarish experience she went through last night.

……

Qiu Yi had not walked far when another graceful figure appeared. She had an unparalleled appearance, shining hair, and was wearing a feathered dress with fluttering sashes. She looked like the Queen Mother of the West.

But when Qiu Yi saw her, his face changed slightly, and then he smiled: "Qinghan, are you waiting for me here specially?" Because the elder sister had to sleep with the younger sister, he had no chance to knock on her door late at night. In addition, with the undercurrents in the entire Taoist Alliance in recent days, it was not easy for him to go over to disturb her. He didn't expect to be blocked today.

"What else? Not only did you kidnap the Saint of my Holy Land, you also forcibly abducted the Saint of Yuhua Holy Land. Now the Saint Lord has come after me. What do you think of the Dao Alliance? Is it your backyard?"

Ling Qinghan got angry when she saw this little bastard. He said he would knock on the door in the middle of the night, but he didn't come. And the next day he was hanging out with the Saint of the Holy Land again. Although she said something similar, you don't have to hide yourself!

Don't you know that this is a cover-up? What is he trying to do?

Qiu Yi was sweating. He was not a member of the Taoist Alliance, but the Taoist Alliance today was actually no different from his back garden.

On the surface, Ling Qinghan is protecting him, so all the saints can only turn a blind eye. Behind the scenes, he has a strong supporter like Mu Qiuyun. To be honest, he is not worried at all!

Coming here is just like coming home, you can sleep anywhere.

"What happened? Qinghan, you don't look very well. Did someone make you angry?"

Qiu Yi's face became thicker and thicker. He ignored the slight anger on the woman's face and took two steps forward, grabbed her warm and delicate hand, then pulled her forward, not giving her any chance to refuse.

"Make me angry? Who else but you?" The Holy Lord did not resist. He was passively moved forward under the pull of the little bastard, but he glanced at him with an unfriendly look.

"Really? Then will beating me up help you get rid of your anger?" Qiu Yi remained calm despite being asked this by the other party.

Ling Qinghan: ???

Where's your face!

She wanted to step on his face with her feet.

Calm down, I was so angry that I laughed!

"Alright, alright, Madam, calm down. Who on earth made you angry?" Noticing the subtle changes in the woman's mood, Qiu Yi stopped making jokes and spoke decisively and seriously.

"Humph!"

With a light snort, she raised her jade foot and kicked him lightly, as if this small action could vent her anger. However, the woman's face looked much better, and she told him the current situation of the Taoist Alliance.

The six holy places had long been aware of Ling Qinghan's idea, but since they were all holy places, why should they listen to the orders of a junior like you, a woman at that?

This was the common idea of ​​all the major holy places at the beginning.

Even after she became a saint, she still did things perfunctorily and pushed things away whenever possible.

It was not until a few days ago when there was a turmoil on Xianyi Mountain and Saint Lord Tianyue escaped from the mountain unscathed that the Saint Lords of the major holy places reacted and realized the seriousness of the matter.

What shocked them even more was that after that, the goddess Qiu Yun, who had never made any statement before, unexpectedly issued a divine oracle, saying that the heaven and earth were about to change and the Qingzhou Taoist Alliance needed to unify its voice.

Hearing this, Qiu Yi nodded. At least Mu Qiuyun took his words to heart and didn't just do it perfunctorily.

But the next changes were beyond his expectations.

The oracle of the goddess Qiu Yun said that the Dao Alliance needed a voice. On the surface, all the saints were obedient and did not dare to have any objections, but in private, they were all very active.

Her Highness the Goddess said so, but she didn't come in person. If she wanted to unify the Taoist Alliance, she would naturally have no objection with the Immortal Sword. But why should you, Saint Lord Tianyue, be the only voice? Can't the old saint of our holy land do the same?

So now, nominally, all the major holy places are formulating corresponding regulations, and they also have their own ulterior motives behind the scenes. Everyone knows that what happens next may really affect the future of their respective holy places and sects. If they fight for it, they may be glorious for the rest of their lives. If they do nothing, their respective holy places may be at the disposal of others.

"So other saints have arrived from the major holy places? I was wondering, the atmosphere in the Dao Alliance has been a little off these past two days, with undercurrents surging."

"As far as I know, at least ten saints have come to the Dao League openly. As for how many are suppressing their auras and hiding their identities in secret, it is still unclear. However, because of what that woman said, I may have to decide who is better between them and me."

Talking about this matter, Ling Qinghan's expression was very calm. If she was facing the Immortal Lord, after the previous battle, she did realize how terrifying the Immortal Lord was, but if it was just a contest between saints, it would be a piece of cake for her.

"Then... Qinghan came to see me for something?" Qiu Yi pinched the woman's white and soft hand and asked curiously.

Since she is so confident of winning the battle between the saints, she should prepare well. Why did she come to him at this time? Could it be that the Lord Saint is also lonely?

The woman seemed to have sensed his strange thoughts. A hint of shyness flashed across her eyes. She pinched the boy's palm hard, then stared at him and said, "Originally, it was nothing. I am still very generous and don't want to disturb your life with the two little saints. But my junior sister just sent me a message saying that the Origin Dao Sect heard about the turmoil in the Qingzhou Dao Alliance and also had some ideas. Maybe some big shots will come to take a look."

Junior sister?

Qing Fei!!!

Qiu Yi was a little confused at first, but when he realized who Qinghan was talking about, his scalp immediately started to tingle.

Qing Fei received news from the Origin Dao Sect, saying that a big shot might come?

This is...

If he had not experienced those things, he would not have taken it to heart. However, after the incident with the Sword Sect, the origin of the Origin Dao Sect was completely exposed, and the problem became very troublesome.

A mysterious organization founded by an immortal 50,000 years ago, where even the second and third elders are saints, and they can quietly cooperate with the ancient country of Qingyang. The appearance of a big figure in such a mysterious organization must be at least a saint, right?

Maybe it's even above a saint. When I think about this, the problem becomes really serious.

Looking at the Saint Lord whose expression had not changed much, Qiu Yi understood what was going on. After thinking for a while and organizing his words, he immediately said with a smile, "Qinghan wants me to remind Goddess Qiu Yun to be mentally prepared. There may be another battle at the level of Immortal Venerable?"

"..."

The woman's expression was not very natural. Qiu Yi actually put it in a tactful way. What did he mean by reminding Goddess Qiu Yun to be mentally prepared? It was obvious that she was a little worried. If Immortal Venerable Youhuang was alive and well, what about Immortal Venerable Huangji? If Immortal Venerable Huangji came in person, how would the Taoist Alliance respond?

The level of the Immortal Lord is indeed another world, and ordinary people are powerless to rival him.

"That's nothing. I happen to be going to Xianyi Mountain today. I'm sure Goddess Qiuyun won't have any objections if I say something nice, but..."

The young man smiled meaningfully and scratched the Saint Lord's warm palm, which was sweaty. "How are you going to compensate me, Qinghan?"

"???"

After a moment of panic, Ling Qinghan straightened her face instantly, with the majesty of a saint, and said lightly: "What do you want?"

"Uh..." Qiu Yi didn't know what to ask for, but seeing his wife's serious yet dignified look, he was slightly moved and joked, "If Qinghan ascends the throne someday, can you..."

!!!

"Little pervert, little bastard!"

A streak of light streaked across the sky, and Ling Qinghan's graceful and attractive figure disappeared, leaving only the lingering sound of a faint rebuke and a delicate cry.

. . . . . .

The delicate fragrance at the tip of his nose disappeared, and Qiu Yi regrouped and walked towards Xianyi Mountain.

If you don't ask, you really don't know. During the time when he and Xiao Baixuan'er were being intimate, which was only two or three days, how could things have evolved to this extent?

Not only did most of the saints from the major holy places come, but even the mysterious Origin Taoist Sect chose to come and get involved. Perhaps they were not coming for the Qingzhou Taoist Alliance at all, but were precisely the Goddess Qiu Yun and Liuli Xin who caused all this.

But do you know what it means when a city fire breaks out, the fish in the pond will suffer too? And what it means when one loses one's lips, one loses one's teeth.

When a big shot comes to cause trouble, do the lives of the little guys matter?

Suppressing the chaotic thoughts in his mind, he climbed up Xianyi Mountain with ease.

To be honest, even though he wanted to pat his chest loudly when he made the promise to Ye Xiangyun and Ling Qinghan, he was actually very nervous while going up the mountain.

Not only some of the things he had done in the past, but also everything that happened in Mu Qiuyun's spiritual illusion made his heart pound.

The perfect wife who was gentle, virtuous, generous, and non-jealous one moment, turned against him with a sword the next moment, fighting to vent her anger and resentment, and finally even committed insubordination.

Really, Qiu Yi had a headache just thinking about it. He didn't know how to face her. After all, who knew how a woman who had been tricked and deceived by her would react when she saw him coming to her door again.

However, unexpectedly, when he reached the top of Xianyi Mountain, the scene before him made him stunned and he was unable to react.

The originally bare mountain top seemed like a dream, and a world of birdsong and flowers appeared before our eyes, just like the sacred pure land in the legend, with spiritual springs and waterfalls, misty fairy mist, pavilions and towers looming, and the scenery was poetic and picturesque, so beautiful that people could not take their eyes off it.

With his arrival, the clouds and mist dispersed, and in a pavilion surrounded by rosy clouds, a beautiful woman with a fairy-like figure moved her slender neck slightly, her eyes like water and misty, looking at him leisurely.

She has fair skin and graceful figure without a single flaw, and a slender body, a perfect masterpiece from heaven. Her white clothes are whiter than snow, and her black hair dances lightly, making her look like the fairy from Guanghan Palace.

Qiu Yi was stunned and didn't react for a while. What was going on?

Mu Qiuyun looked at him silently. Her wavering eyes seemed to have thousands of words to say, but she didn't know how to start.

At this time, of course, it was the daughter's turn to play a role. The little girl knelt on a bamboo chair in a very ungraceful manner and showed him a look of disgust: "Dad, don't be crazy about me. Aunt Mu is right here. It's embarrassing to stare at her in a daze, okay? Come here quickly!"

Qiu Yi: “???”

He really wanted to grab this girl and spank her, but the little girl did a good job in creating a lively atmosphere. He glared at her, took a deep breath, and slowly moved forward, stepping over the suspended pumice, walking across the quaint stone bridge, and step by step into the pavilion.

Yuxiu's chuckle woke Qiu Yi up, but it had no effect on the woman who was standing nearby. Mu Qiuyun just stared at him blankly, unable to come back to her senses for a long time.

She didn't want to think about the weird thing that happened a few days ago, but the figure walking towards her gradually overlapped with a shadow in her memory, and she was pulled into her memories involuntarily, until the boy pulled out a stool and sat down, and pretended to be serious and tapped the forehead of the girl who made a face at him, only then did she half of her head return to reality.

Memories of the past were intertwined with reality. She foolishly couldn't tell whether it was a million years ago or a million years later. Or maybe she herself didn't want to distinguish it so clearly. She just calmed down, relaxed her body and mind, and enjoyed this hard-earned nostalgic moment.

She showed a quiet and gentle smile, just like in the past, just like usual: "Master, would you like something to drink?"

Qiu Yi was still sternly asking his daughter to sit up straight, but when he heard the sweet and gentle voice, he was dazed and said casually, "Same as before, Liuye tea."

The woman's smile froze for a moment, but she quickly adjusted herself, stood up and started making tea.

Mu Qiuyun's movements were very graceful, her slender figure with curvy curves, coupled with her demure temperament, seemed to elevate the simple act of brewing tea into an art.

Qiu Yi glanced at her and saw that she was sitting restlessly, twisting and turning like a girl in pain. They were two completely opposite extremes!

Girl, when you come here to play, can't you learn from your aunt Mu?

Not to mention your Aunt Mu, even your mother has the demeanor of a fairy in her every move. Why are you so different?

"Master, try it and see if my cooking skills have deteriorated."

The woman picked up the saucer and handed over the teacup. The corners of her cherry-pink lips were slightly upturned with a faint smile, and her soft hair fell from her ears. Her every move created a unique beauty, which made Qiu Yi unable to help but recall the warm scene of the two of them getting along after they got married in the illusion, and his heart suddenly beat.

"Ok."

He reached out to take the saucer. In the steaming tea, a few snow-white tea leaves were floating. A unique fragrance came to his face and drifted into his nostrils along the hot steam.

Without being reminded, he blew twice on the tea with ease, then took a small sip.

At first, the tea tastes a little bitter, but then it is followed by a lingering sweetness that makes people's ears and eyes clear and their spirits refreshed.

"Master, what do you think?"

Qiu Yi sipped the tea and nodded, "Yeah, it tastes good. Do you have any extra? Give me some and I'll drink it slowly later."

"Okay, I'll prepare it for you later."

"Is there no trouble with Yuxiu here?"

"Except for the fact that the Immortal Sword has some complaints about her, everything else is fine. Anyway, my place is much more lively than before. Do you want another drink?"

"Well, another drink..."

"You might as well try this, red fir tea. I wonder if you like it, young master?"

"It tastes okay, but a little bitter..."

"is it?"

"..."

The two of them were chatting back and forth, talking about some meaningless things, which made Yuxiu, who was preparing to watch the show, yawn. She didn't understand how Dad and Aunt Mu could chat so much. They could chat for a long time just drinking tea and eating some fruit, and they only said these meaningless things. Couldn't you consider the thoughts of a child sitting next to them?

Besides, according to what happened a few days ago, shouldn't you have fought or your relationship is very strained? How can you taste different flavors when drinking tea?

However, how could the little girl know that, although the two of them were just sitting down and having a peaceful chat at the moment, similar scenes had occurred countless times in the first scene of the spiritual illusion, and Qiu Yi and the others were accidentally brought into it.

Fortunately, there is Yuxiu as a light bulb, who knows what unexpected things might have happened.

However, the tea party chat eventually came to an end. When the steamed tea was finished, the special look in the woman's eyes slowly faded away. She stared at the young man in front of her for a long time. Until the sun went down, she made up her mind and took out a page of black metal scripture and handed it to him.

"Young Master, this is for you." Mu Qiuyun opened and closed her cherry lips, exhaled heavily, and drooped her eyelids slightly. Her voice was not as quiet and pure as before, but carried a hint of heaviness.

"This is?"

At first, Qiu Yi didn't know what the other party meant by this, but after taking the scripture and reading the content, his heart was shocked and his face showed shock.

"dad?"

Yuxiu was also suspicious, not understanding why he was making such a fuss. She curiously leaned over to take a look, and the next moment she was stunned like the young man, and stood there in a daze.

"This... this is..." The little girl couldn't even speak coherently: "Aunt Mu, why do you have this thing?"

Mu Qiuyun did not raise his head, but spoke in a very light and erratic voice: "One hundred thousand years ago, when I was born, I awakened the memory of my past life. With resentment and hatred towards you in my heart, I practiced all the way, and also wanted to find the truth of the past.

Unfortunately, everything has changed in this new era. Many big worlds have gathered together to form a new world, and many rules of order have changed accordingly, including the rules of transcending tribulation.

I searched and searched, traveling all over the eight continents and four seas, but I couldn't find any traces from the past, nor could I find any information about you. Even the magnificent ruins of the heaven from a million years ago were nowhere to be found. Although my cultivation was steadily improving, I was in a daze and didn't know what to do every day.