My sister took me to Xiuxian

"Don't worry, my friend. This kind of thing will never happen. Not to mention your own strength, even if it's for the sake of the face of the Saintess Tianyue, we will treat you well."

Qiu Yi was silent for a moment, raised his hand to wipe out the thunder that was still roaring in the sky, and laughed softly.

"You are old now, and you have your own way of speaking. You can really make the dead look alive. But you are still a little rash. If you hadn't shown up, I really wouldn't understand why the Dragon Fighting Holy Land did this. But now that you are standing in front of me, I finally understand. You are indeed an old man who has lived for more than 5,000 years. You are more calculating than a young man like me in this regard."

"Young man, what are you talking about? My old man's hearing is not very good, so I can't quite understand what you mean." Saint Zhou put on an embarrassed look as if he was old and had blurry eyes, deafness and tinnitus.

"Old man, you really have great acting skills, but you can't hide it from me. You also saw the scene where I was in charge of the Heavenly Tribulation just now. Do you think it's meaningful to be in front of me again? Just tell me, when will you become a Venerable? If you feel that you have no chance of getting through the Heavenly Tribulation by then, you can ask me for an accommodation. I promise that you will have no worries."

These words came out like thunder. Not only Yuxiu and Xiao Baixuan'er who hurried over were shocked, but even Zhong Sui, who was dying on the ground and exhaling more than inhaling, had a gleam in his eyes.

Become a master?

What kind of master? The Immortal Master?

What is this? This old saint Zhou clearly has one foot in the coffin, but now he is going to become a saint?

Only Yuanjun stared at the hunchbacked old man, seeming to be thinking about something.

"Young man, stop joking with this old man. I don't understand what you are saying." The old saint waved his hands and smiled helplessly.

"If you don't understand, please don't worry. But if you use her as a human calamity for your breakthrough when you compete with the Female Saint Tianyue in a month and want to take this opportunity to become a Venerable, I don't mind giving you a little help at that time." Qiu Yi also spoke with a smile, his smile was sunny and bright.

The old man's face suddenly darkened.

. . . . . .

"Is this old man going to become a great master?"

Yuxiu blinked her eyes, trying hard to see something from him, but found nothing. Finally, she mobilized the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder System and confirmed this unexpected information through the calamity on the old man.

"But...but...how is this possible? The rules of the Heavenly Tribulation were clearly set by my father back then. An old man like this has lived for so many years, and there should be no hope for him to reach the realm of Immortal Venerable. How come he suddenly sees the hope of transcending the tribulation and becoming a Venerable?"

The little girl murmured, not believing what she saw.

"Your Highness the Princess is still young and has relatively little experience. This was actually not uncommon in those days." Yuan Jun retracted her gaze, slightly parted her crystal red lips, and spoke softly.

"What do you mean?"

"That was a long time ago, after Your Majesty truly became the Heavenly Emperor. Slowly, slowly, the cultivation environment of all realms changed unconsciously. Cultivation became much easier than before, and the understanding of the Great Dao became easier and easier. Everyone's cultivation speed was frighteningly fast, the power of the heavenly tribulation became weaker, and the probability of a breakthrough increased.

One by one, those who originally had no hope of becoming immortals became immortals. In that era, there were more than 200 immortals, which was unprecedented. The heavenly court at that time was extremely glorious. However..."

Yuanjun didn't say anything else, but Yuxiu already knew the ending.

Chapter 8: Have I cheated?

"Young people today are really amazing. It turns out that there are always people who are better than you and there are always better things than you!"

The ancestor of the Dragon Fighting Holy Land, the old saint named Zhou Wuying, slowly opened his mouth. At the same time, his hunched back gradually straightened up, and his shaky and skinny body became strong and upright. His cloudy pupils shone with unprecedented brilliance like two suns.

In just a few breaths, he changed from an old man who was about to lie in a coffin to a powerful man with an imposing aura, as if he were a god.

To a certain extent, this kind of aura is almost completely beyond the level of a saint.

Xiaobai and Xuan'er were stunned on the spot. No matter how weak their strength was, they could feel that this old man was extraordinary and was not at the same level as a saint.

This old saint is really going to become an immortal!

"My dear friend, I have seen the path to becoming an immortal and will soon reach the legendary realm. Are you willing to lend me a helping hand?"

Zhou Wuying stood there with his gray hair fluttering in the wind. The invisible aura condensed around him was intimidating.

He flicked his hand casually, and a ray of fairy light flew out and sank into Zhong Sui's body. The broken bones and bloody wounds healed quickly, and in an instant his blood and energy were replenished, and he recovered as before.

"Thank you, ancestor!"

The dying Saint Zhong Sui was so ecstatic that he trembled with excitement.

Even he himself could not have imagined it. It can be said that everyone was deceived by their ancestors.

I thought there was something wrong with his martial arts, but I didn't expect he had such a killer move in mind.

If the ancestor becomes an immortal, he will be remembered in history and become a legendary figure like Xuantian Immortal Lord and Huangji Immortal Lord, and his Dragon Fighting Holy Land is destined to become the most glorious holy land of the sect in the entire Hunyuan Realm.

"Old man, what you said is very strange. Why should I help you? What benefit will I get from helping you?"

Qiu Yi didn't even raise his eyelids, not caring at all about the person in front of him who was about to become a legendary immortal.

So what if he is an Immortal Lord? It’s not like he hasn’t fought against him before. In his previous life, how many Immortal Lords had died at his hands?

However, the appearance of this person did answer his doubts to a certain extent.

Why would a living fossil over 5,000 years old want to participate in the competition for the leader of Qingzhou Taoist Alliance, and why would he take the initiative to propose a one-month postponement before the final showdown? These are all inexplicable. However, if they can be explained by the secret that he is about to become an immortal, then everything makes sense.

A five thousand year old man, even if he had any mortal enemies, they were all outlasted by him over the long years. When the immortal calamity fell, except for Ling Qinghan who had competed with him for the position of alliance leader, no one was his only choice to be the one to bear the karma and human calamity.

Once he successfully overcomes the tribulation and becomes an Immortal Lord, it is a foregone conclusion that he will unify Qingzhou as an Immortal Lord. Another benefit of breaking through the realm is the extension of life span, which is enough to make anyone who has ideas about the leader of the Taoist Alliance despair.

There are also some other things that can be explained.

When he was blocked by his sister and Qinghan before, some details surprised him. For example, Qinghan's strength had improved greatly, and his sister had only been through the tribulation for two months, and she had seen the barriers of the saint realm. Even if they each had the foundation of their previous lives, it was still astonishingly fast.

However, compared to an old man who was about to break through to the level of Immortal Venerable without realizing it, Qinghan and the others' progress seemed a bit surprising.

Is this also a manifestation of the increasing disaster?

Qiu Yi looked up at the sky thoughtfully.

The coming of the catastrophe will not only allow those truly dangerous beings to return to the world, but will also give new hope to those monks who have no hope of reaching the peak.

After all, a group of weaklings cannot cause too much chaos. Thousands or even hundreds of thousands of cultivators at the fourth, fifth or sixth realms can only cause a small chaos if they fight to the death.

The world itself has enough benefits for them to share, and a compromising relationship will be formed between them.

But when the number of Immortal Lords exceeds a certain range, the consequences will be completely different. Each of them is a powerful person standing at the top of the world, it would be strange if they don’t fight to the death.

"Young man, do you really not understand or are you just pretending not to understand?"

Zhou Wuying stood there, spreading an invisible aura. The plants and trees within a hundred miles were all paying homage to him. He said calmly, "The Heavenly Moon Saint is a genius. If she is given a certain amount of power, she might become an existence no less than the Sword Ancestor ten thousand years ago. But the world has changed. Do you still remember the ancient god who escaped from Tianji Valley? How can a mere saint deal with it?"

I have lived for five thousand years and have seen all kinds of scenes. Do you think I am greedy for power? The reason why I lowered myself to fight for the position of leader is that the Saintess Tianyue could not control it. At present, in the whole Qingzhou, except for me who is about to become an immortal, who can sit firmly in that position?"

Hearing the deafening sound, Bai Youning and Zhixuan's faces turned a little pale, but Qiu Yi didn't feel any pressure at all. He just felt a breeze blowing on his face and couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Qiu Yi, what are you laughing at?" Zhong Sui looked unhappy and snorted coldly.

Shaking his head, he was not affected by these words at all, and sneered, "Since you are so righteous, why do you still do such shameful things behind the scenes? First, you postponed the competition for a month, saying that there was something wrong with your exercise, but in fact, you were not ready, right? Now you let the saint invite me to the Doulong Holy Land as a guest. Aren't you trying to influence the Tianyue Female Saint through me?

You act so cautiously, but you speak so openly in front of me. Don't you think it's inconsistent? I think if you are really like what you say, the best way is to go to Ling Qinghan for a fair fight now. If you win, you will pass the heavenly tribulation, the human tribulation, and the inner demon tribulation, and become the immortal master openly. Who dares to object? If you think you are the future immortal master, why do you have to explain the reason to others?

Or, guessing from the opposite side, you are not sure about this, you may not survive the catastrophe, and you may not be able to defeat the Heavenly Moon Female Saint, so you must find a way to use dirty tricks, otherwise the Immortal Lord's catastrophe will come, and that will be your death. And why can't a being who is about to become an Immortal Lord defeat a female saint who has only been a saint for two years? This gap is really not something that can be easily overcome.

The only possibility is that you don't have much time left, so accumulating blood and essence for a final attack is a desperate gamble. It is impossible to compete with a young saint with vigorous blood and a long life span. "The young man's voice was not very loud and echoed in the wilderness, but no one made a sound. Xiaobai and Xuan'er were surprised and suddenly realized. Yuxiu and Yuanjun looked calm and composed. Only the supreme elder Zhong Sui looked at his gloomy ancestor with fear.

"Young man, you are very smart. You guessed that my blood and qi are running dry and I can't maintain my strong fighting power for a long time. If I can't take down the Sky Moon Saintess in a short time, I will most likely die."

Zhou Wuying sighed helplessly, and the light on his body dimmed a little, but it became bright again in the next moment. He said indifferently: "But now is not the right time for you to be smart. I want to take you away and use you to force the female saint to admit defeat and resolve my human calamity. Do you have any better ideas?"

Qiu Yi shrugged and said with a smile: "If it was a normal peak cultivator, I really don't have any good way, but you are different. There are several ways to deal with you, but I am in a good mood today and I am too lazy to take action. If you retreat now, you may still have a way to survive. Otherwise..."

"Quiting when faced with difficulties?"

Zhou Wuying sneered, his huge aura filling the sky and earth. He walked forward slowly, ready to take down the boastful young man. However, when he saw Yuanjun walking forward as elegantly and calmly as he did, he was slightly stunned.

"You...you...fellow Daoist, who are you?" The old saint frowned, revealing a puzzled look. After reaching his current realm, although his body is old, his spiritual perception is extremely sharp. He clearly realized that something was wrong, as if there was a danger coming from nowhere.

"Your Majesty, how should this person be dealt with?" Yuanjun bowed lightly, lowered his brows and looked pleasant. His voice was like the chirping of a yellow oriole and like a spring breeze, which was particularly comfortable to hear.

While feeling comfortable, Qiu Yi also glanced at her, very surprised. What on earth was this woman thinking? She was really different from Feng Yuqi and Mu Qiuyun. When there were outsiders around, even though she was the most powerful immortal, she still made sufficient preparations in all aspects to make him look good in front of outsiders!

???

I don't understand, did I really kill Yuan Jun back then? Why does she have this attitude?

Qiu Yi's imagination was a bit biased, and his thoughts were a bit crooked for a while.

However, the old man Zhou Wuying's expression suddenly changed drastically. He looked at the extremely beautiful woman in a daze. His upright body was trembling a little and he almost hunched over again.

His arrogant thoughts were instantly shattered, his body stiffened, and he dared not move at all.

Immortal Master, this woman is an Immortal Master, absolutely an Immortal Master!

Saint Zhou, who is about to break through, is a little skeptical about his life.

How is it possible? There is actually another immortal in the world today, who is following the young man Qiu Yi and is particularly obedient. Is he dreaming?

"Ancestor, what's wrong?"

Zhong Sui spoke in confusion, he could not figure out the trick, he just felt that the ancestor's reaction was a little bit strange, but soon, he and the ancestor groaned, and felt a terrifying and boundless aura pressing towards them. That kind of Tao rhyme was higher-level, more ethereal, and even more terrifying than what the ancestor had just revealed. It contained indescribable rules of the Tao, which suppressed them to the point where they could not raise their heads.

Then, after a while, they could no longer withstand this horrible pressure. There were crackling sounds inside their bodies, and their flesh and blood bodies were suppressed and shrunk rapidly. Not long after, the two top warriors of the Dragon Fighting Holy Land were compressed to only three inches tall. They stood there stupidly, looking up blankly at the man and woman in front of them who looked like a couple of gods.

This gap is really huge!

Qiu Yi also came back to his senses at this time, looked down at the two old men at his feet, stared for a moment, and asked: "Do you have anything else to say?"

The two men turned their necks with difficulty and shook their heads slowly and with great effort.

To this day, is there anything that you don’t understand?

The woman who was so beautiful that she seemed not to be from this world turned out to be a genuine immortal!

What is the identity of this young man? He actually has an immortal following him!

However, Qiu Yi smiled faintly: "Since the two of you don't even want to say your last words, then I will start with you two today!"

!!!

What, last words?

Zhou Wuying and Zhong Sui both showed expressions of horror. Did this young man want to kill them utterly here?

With their mouths wide open, they desperately wanted to breathe out loudly, but the only response they got was a silver-white spear that pierced them. Various colored divine lightning flowed from the tip of the spear, and everything was reduced to ashes wherever it passed.

With the opening of the Yuanji Divine Treasure, his mental power increased dramatically. Even if he used the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, it would be so terrifying that even a saint would be frightened, not to mention the two people who were now being strongly suppressed by Yuanjun.

If it can't kill it even with this, then the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder is just too much of a bluff.

"I thought Your Majesty would hesitate for a moment?"

Seeing the two saints vanish into thin air, and even one of them who was about to reach the realm of Immortal Lord, but fell so easily at the hands of the young man, the woman was both surprised and curious.

Qiu Yi's expression was a little strange. Why should he hesitate to kill two saints? He did not show mercy when facing the Immortal Master Huangji and the Immortal Master Xuantian before!

"Could it be that in Yuanjun's heart, I was a kind-hearted person who was afraid of hurting the lives of ants when sweeping the floor and cherished the moths in the lampshade?" he asked with a smile.

"I worry too much, Your Majesty, please don't take it too seriously." The woman smiled and didn't take it to heart.

Who is she? Why should she care about the death of two saints?

"It's just a small matter..."

Qiu Yi waved his hands, not bothering to care about these. Perhaps the death of two super strong men would be an earthquake-like shock to the Fighting Dragon Holy Land and even the entire Taoist Alliance, but what did it have to do with him?

He just killed two people. If you want revenge or to appeal for their injustice, just come to him directly. He is not denying it!

But after admitting it, what can these people do to him?

Anyway, he was too lazy to think about what happened next. If he had the free time, he might as well take a look at the peerless beauty beside him who was as graceful as a startled swan, as elegant as a swimming dragon, and as glorious as an autumn chrysanthemum or a lush spring pine.

"Your Majesty, is there anything else you want to say?" Yuanjun had a faint smile on his face.

"Hmm..." The young man pondered for a while and whispered, "Yuan Jun, do you know the text of Chixiao Qionglei in the Chixiao chapter of the Yuandao Shenxiao Sutra?"

By now, he has cultivated the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder into six types. Chen Yu has the Purple Heavenly Thunder, Dong Yuan has the Lian Heavenly Thunder, and the last type, the Red Heavenly Thunder, if Yin Lan is correct, should be in this person's hands.

The woman's face showed a hint of astonishment when she heard this. Not only did the faint smile on her lips disappear, but even between the lines there was a hint of mockery: "Your Majesty, have you forgotten again that Scarlet Sky Thunder is a technique you created specifically to revenge the Mother Goddess. It restrains all innate sacredness and the spiritual grace of heaven and earth. How could I know that?"

???

Qiu Yi was stunned, looking a little dazed.

Scarlet Thunder is a magical power created specifically for revenge against the Goddess. This... this...

"Yuan Jun, you didn't lie to me?" the young man asked uncertainly.

"Your Majesty, why would I lie to you? Deep in the Kunxu wasteland that you sank with one palm, there should still be an eternal red thunder that is constantly destroying the Kunxu land and preventing it from recovering. If Your Majesty is interested, you can go to Kunxu and personally observe the red thunder of that year."

When the woman said this, her voice was still ethereal and very pleasant to the ear, but her complexion did not look very good, and was a little dark and green.

"From the tone of voice, it seems that Yuanjun has a bad relationship with the Goddess?" Qiu Yi also vaguely heard something, but he always felt that something was odd.

"The Mother Goddess is so high up, how dare I have anything to do with her? I just can't stand the Kunxu Goddess back then. She obviously didn't have an engagement, but she shamelessly lingered around Your Majesty. I don't know where she got the face from."

"..."

Qiu Yi was disappointed. What's with this sarcastic tone? You shouldn't be so angry!