My sister took me to Xiuxian

Xiao Baixuan'er and the others couldn't recognize missiles, mushroom eggs and the like, but how could the squad leader not know them?

It is absolutely a very, very incongruous thing for this kind of modern high-tech gadget to appear in the natural calamity of the world of immortal cultivation, okay?

Is this another way to promote Earth culture in another world?

It’s you!

Liu Yuedie was immediately filled with black lines on her forehead. This is really something you can do.

Have you read too many fantasy novels? Relying on your little abilities, you dare to do whatever you want. If something really goes wrong, when others are undergoing tribulation, missiles will fall from the sky, and the entire Hunyuan world will be in chaos, right?

"You are plagiarizing. Where did you get the creativity from?"

Squad Leader Liu rolled his eyes and looked at his smug look. He felt angry and uncomfortable, so he raised his leg and kicked him lightly.

"Ahem, this... the matter of the heavenly tribulation doesn't count as plagiarism..."

"..."

The two walked out side by side. Qiu Yi had been to the Taoist Alliance several times during this period and was already familiar with it. However, Liu Yuedie had been staying in the heavenly palace. Since he had this opportunity, he decided to take her out for a good walk to relieve her boredom.

Of course, in this process, there are also some different kinds of attention.

"The person has changed again. This time it's the Saintess of Tianyue."

"Where does this brother come from? Can he be more low-key? He has a family and a wife, but he still wants to chat and laugh with Saint Tianyue? Isn't he too greedy?"

"More than that, have you forgotten about the Saint of Feathered Saint?"

"..."

Facing the girl's hesitant expression, Qiu Yi's face was slightly sweaty: "Squad leader, don't listen to their nonsense, they are all jealous, all jealous."

"Don't say it, I understand!"

"..."

Some problems occurred along the way, which did affect their relaxing mood, but neither of them took it to heart and just enjoyed the beautiful scenery of the world of immortal cultivation.

However, after dark, seeing the squad leader's focused expression as he looked up at the bright moon, Qiu Yi seemed to be thinking about something.

. . . . . .

After sending the squad leader back to the Saint's room, Qiu Yi did not take the opportunity to say that it was too late and he couldn't see the way back clearly, and used this as an excuse to stay overnight.

He chose to return to his room.

"Xiao Yi, what's wrong?" Sister Ye Xiangyun, the spirit of the spirit, had not been out for some time. At this moment, she was like a virtuous wife, waiting for her man to come home with a faint smile on her face.

"Nothing, Sister Xiangyun."

Qiu Yi shook his head, walked over and hugged his sister's soft body, buried his head in her fragrant and smooth hair, and gently sniffed the unique fragrance of a woman.

"You're the only one who's still okay? Tell me, what happened?"

Ye Xiangyun was surprised by the boy's lost look, but she did not show it. Her voice was still extremely gentle, as soft and pleasant to the ears as the spring breeze and drizzle.

His lips moved, but he still didn't speak.

Xiaobai’s incident was an accident, but how should the squad leader’s incident be handled?

His karmic connection with the Hunyuan Realm became deeper and deeper, but Liu Yuedie always seemed like a bystander and was out of tune with this world. Even though the monitor had been smiling and talking sweetly all the way, when she looked at the bright moon in the sky at the end, she couldn't help feeling a little lonely.

Oh, Earth!

After all, this is the place where I lived for the past ten years, how can I forget it easily?

That night, the candlelight went out and the boy lay on the bed, his mind a little wandering.

And as he was thinking this, the four invisible divine treasures in his body all bloomed with magnificent brilliance, and the primordial purple energy rolled and roared, cleansing everything.

. . . . . .

Huangji Continent, Jinglingyuan.

Miyin, who was in retreat, suddenly opened her eyes. The reason was that another strand of consciousness connected to her sea of ​​consciousness uttered a frightened sound.

“Hey, this… this…”

"Xian Ding, what happened?"

"I...I don't know either. You...take care of yourself later!"

"Eh?"

Chapter 11: You're not taking me with you?

Since Qiu Yi broke up, Miyin's life seemed to have returned to normal, no different from the past, but there would be some waves from time to time.

Even though her situation was not made clear at first, by the time the other elders came to their senses, they were able to figure out something was wrong privately.

There are too many incongruous things. Are they being played by the Saint Lord and the Saint Maiden?

Although these elders would not show it due to their relationship with the Holy Lord, they would occasionally be targeting and calculating.

There was no way out. Previously, this master and disciple teamed up with outsiders to severely damage the Holy Land. Even these indifferent-minded nuns felt painful whenever they thought of those treasures that should have been confiscated but ended up in their private pockets.

And especially for Miyin herself, she was able to sit firmly on the throne of the saint even though she had a man outside, and her status did not decrease at all, but was even improved; and because of the relationship with that man, she got a lot of benefits from the treasure house. No matter from which angle you look at it, some people are envious and jealous.

Miyin had naturally figured out these secret attacks in the past, but she turned a blind eye to them all.

She clearly understood that these were nothing but the elders' worldly greed. Even she herself would occasionally miss the leisurely life she had with Qiu Yi during the period of amnesia.

Don't worry about anything, don't care about anything, your husband will take care of everything. Even though your husband always has some bad habits, isn't it enough as long as everyone is happy?

With this kind of lingering thoughts in the mind of a girl who is still in the passionate love period, after about a year, Miyin missed her husband and the leisurely and relaxed life, so much so that she had the idea of ​​going to Qingzhou to meet him in secret.

However, before she could go and report to her Saint Master, a legendary magical weapon suddenly broke into her life.

At first, Her Highness the Saint was a little skeptical, but only after she went through numerous hardships and tests and truly gained the recognition and favor of the immortal weapon, did she realize what kind of opportunity she had obtained!

She had never made it public, but the infinite magical uses and divine charm of the immortal weapon made her cultivation and Taoism advance by leaps and bounds, and many elders of the Jingling Academy were amazed by it.

All the previous targeting and prejudice disappeared as she continued to improve her cultivation, as if they had never happened.

She also fully realized the horror of the legendary magic weapon.

But now Miyin was a little dazed. What irresponsible words did Xianding say?

What do you mean by asking her to take care of herself?

Take care of what?

"Hey, Xian Ding, what are you talking about? Did something happen to your husband?"

Her Highness the Saint felt a little panicked and upset. The Yiqi Hongyuan Ding was a supreme immortal weapon. To hear an immortal weapon say this made her feel uneasy.

"I don't know either. You're on your own. I'll do my best to protect you."

A faint divine sound came from the other end of her soul. Miyin was completely at a loss, but in a trance she saw a heavy tripod, overflowing with clear light and flowing with sacred aura, as if it was attracting the luck and fortune of the entire world.

"Xian Ding, is this your true form?"

She blurted out in surprise, but her surprise was not over yet, as endless purple mist gushed out from the mouth of the Yiqihongyuan Ding and enveloped her in an instant.

……

On the other side, in Zhixuan’s practice room, a earnest voice sounded in her mind.

"Little girl, don't be impatient. Take your time. Your teacher should have told you that you should not rush into cultivation. You should follow the steps, lay a solid foundation, and work hard. The more impatient you are, the more likely you are to make mistakes."

Xuan'er opened her eyes, her cherry pink lips slightly parted, as if she wanted to say something but stopped herself. After a while, she spoke softly, "Qiu Yi's strength is getting stronger and stronger. I must intensify my training to keep up with him."

Although she was very happy that she successfully passed the tribulation outside the Taoist Alliance, many problems emerged during the process.

Qiu Yi was busy the whole time, but they could do nothing. On the contrary, Miss Yuanjun remained calm and composed when facing the two saints from the Dragon Fighting Holy Land, standing side by side with Qiu Yi. They complemented each other, just like a couple of gods.

That image alone made her feel an extra level of pressure.

"Don't take him too seriously. He has a background from his previous life, so he is not following the same path as you. Besides, if you have this idea in mind, you might as well use it somewhere else!" If the cycle of cause and effect had a human form, it would definitely have a toothache, not wanting to be uncomfortable.

The most direct thing is that the Taicang Five Tribulations Sutra is compared with the Taoist God. How can you compare your head with others?

"Somewhere else?" Xuan'er asked in surprise and curiosity.

"Nonsense, didn't your teacher tell you some truths? There are no clear standards for so-called strong or weak, big or small, tall or short, good or bad. They are all compared. What's the point of catching up with that person? You should seize the opportunity to surpass other women." The cycle of cause and effect patiently guided.

"But... Fairy Ye, Saint Ling and the others... and Miss Yuanjun..."

Xuan'er's face soon fell again. With the help of this person, she could have confidently said that she could catch up with Fairy Ye and the others. However, the recent appearance of Miss Yuanjun poured a bucket of cold water on her. How could she possibly catch up?

"I know you're anxious, but don't be anxious."

Karma was a little confused, and hurried to comfort him: "Can't you think about it the other way around? What realm are they in? One is in the seventh realm, one is in the eighth realm, and one has never leveled up from the beginning to the end. She has been stuck in that realm for who knows how many years. The template is limited. It won't be long before the other two will be stuck in their levels. Do you really think they can level up without limit? With my help, it won't take much time to catch up with them."

“???” Xuan’er was stunned for a moment, her dark eyebrows moved slightly, and she seemed to be shocked by this unprecedented argument.

This... seems to make sense!

But just as her mind calmed down, she gradually calmed down, and began to practice step by step without being arrogant or impatient, at a moderate pace, the voice deep in her soul became impatient instead.

"No way, this...how is this possible?"

"Hey, are you...are you okay..."

"I……"

boom!

An exquisite and flawless ring suddenly appeared in Zhixuan's sea of ​​consciousness. Before she could prepare, wisps of purple mist overflowed from it, like a flood, swallowing her directly.

……

"Hey, what's going on? Are there enemies coming?"

In the Heavenly Palace, Liu Yuedie's real body suddenly woke up from her practice and looked up at the sky with horror.

I saw an almost boundless sea of ​​purple air roaring from afar, and the surging waves swept in, as if it was going to completely submerge this heavenly palace.

This was a scene she had never seen in all the years she had been here. She thought this place was a void, and except for Qiu Yi's spear that had come here once, no one else could have found it. She never expected such a drastic change to happen today.

"I……"

The Taixu Immortal Mirror just squeaked, and countless rune chains were mobilized by it, interweaving with the sky above the Heavenly Palace to form a barrier, trying to block the fierce attack.

However, facing the majestic and overbearing purple energy, everything seemed so powerless. The rune chains had no chance to resist, let alone block it. They were directly crushed by the whistling purple energy and then turned into a sea of ​​purple energy and fell gently.

"Are...are you okay?" Liu Yuedie called anxiously.

"I'm fine, but..."

Taixu Immortal Mirror answered in a strange voice.

In the depths of a deep ocean where one cannot see one's hand in front of one's face, the true form of the Taixu Immortal Mirror appeared uncontrollably. Misty purple air circulated around it, and brilliant light burst out from the crystal clear mirror surface.

……

At the same time, the entire Taoist Alliance suddenly began to riot.

Streams of light rushed up, and cultivators, strong or weak, displayed their cultivation. Some flew high into the sky, some stepped on the top of the mountain, and some stood on the flat ground, looking at the sudden strange changes in the Taoist Alliance with stern eyes.

Not long ago, a vast amount of purple divine mist emerged from the void in all directions, like smoke, flowing light, and condensed fog, slowly flowing in the Taoist Alliance Headquarters. It didn't take long before it had submerged half of the Taoist Alliance Headquarters, turning it into a purple swamp.

"What the hell is this?"

"Was there a sneak attack?"

"Or is it that some unknown strongman has set up a large formation, intending to capture all of us present here?"

"..."

Voices of confusion and fear rang out among the many monks, and soon it became completely noisy.

There was no other reason. Facing this misty purple divine glow, everyone from the newly initiated cultivators of the third realm to the holy masters of the seventh or eighth realm were actually powerless.

No matter whether they used their magical powers to collect it, mobilized magical instruments to refine it, or used various Taoist methods to dissipate it, all were useless. They could not even hurt it in the slightest. Such a strange scene truly made them tremble with fear and filled with uneasiness.

"Mom, this is the scene in Dad's Qi Sea!"

The only one who had some knowledge was Yuxiu, who was complaining to Ye Junxi. However, the little girl looked incredulous at the moment. How could the strange phenomenon in her father's qi sea suddenly materialize in reality?

"Xiao Yi?"

Ye Junxi's face showed a look of surprise and doubt, her snow-white hands gently brushed across a streak of purple mist in front of her, and her eyes were a little solemn.

She hasn't got a very in-depth understanding of Xiao Yi's secrets so far. Well, it's mainly because that shameless spirit of the weapon knows too much about it. She wants to take it easy, because impatient people can't eat hot tofu.

But, but, to directly materialize the Dao rhythm in the sea of ​​qi, and fill most of the Dao League headquarters, and still keep increasing it, can Xiao Yi really do this at the moment?