My sister took me to Xiuxian

"Young man, don't you think you are too arrogant?"

"Boy, don't go too far!"

"As for me, I really think you guys are brainless." Qiu Yi held the magic sword in one hand and shook a finger with the other hand, and continued to laugh: "You have been high and mighty for too long, only knowing that I have the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, the true teachings of the Sword Ancestor, and have been to Xianyi Mountain. Haven't you forgotten some more important things?"

The mocking sound echoed in the small world, causing a group of respected saints to frown and look at each other. Is this young man crazy? How could he laugh at this time?

But at this time, the old saint Luo from the Yuhua Holy Land, who had first clashed with Qiu Yi, noticed something strange. He suddenly felt a little unwell, and had an unconscious feeling of depression in his heart. He subconsciously raised his hand and touched his eye sockets, and then his fingertips touched some crystal clear and moist liquid.

This...this is...

The old saint stared blankly at the thing stained on his fingers, and his body began to tremble violently.

Soon, within a few breaths, the other saints also realized that something was wrong. Their bodies twitched and their eyes filled with tears.

For a moment, the already depressing atmosphere in this small world became even more depressing amid the sobbing voices of the big guys, enough to make people scare!

Ling Qinghan: “???”

This...this script is wrong!

This is not the way she wanted it to unfold!

Chapter 21 Let’s Celebrate

The solemn and grand scene suddenly turned into a horrible one!

You have to know that everyone present here is a genuine saint, who has practiced for at least a thousand years. If they were in the outside world, they would be respected as ancestors. But now, all of them have red eyes, trembling all over, and tears are pouring down. It is simply a disaster.

To this day, with Qiu Yi's increasing Taoist skills, most of the eight divine treasures have been opened up, and when he uses these forbidden magical powers, they are so elusive that it is impossible to defend against them, and the power and effect are incomparable to before.

Perhaps it was because the Dao Heart Divine Treasure and the Yuan Ji Divine Treasure were also opened, the saints who were hit at this moment actually felt a kind of excited emotion from the bottom of their hearts crying, repenting and admitting their mistakes.

It's really fucked up and unreasonable.

The Sword Sect's Saint, who was lucky enough to be spared by Qiu Yi, also suddenly changed his expression. His heart was beating fast, and as he pushed back nervously, terrifying sword lights shot out from his body and surrounded him in the hope that they could protect himself.

As sword cultivators, being upright and unyielding is their nature. If they were to fall into this trap, losing their image and crying, their faith in Taoism might collapse and they might even go astray.

(ー_ー)!!

Ling Qinghan said nothing when she saw this scene, her snow-white and cold face was filled with silent black lines.

If possible, she would rather use her strength to convince these people, rather than being like now, where the situation is so devastated that she can't even describe it.

But... now that things have come to this, we can only deal with it as it happens.

A cylindrical crystal appeared in her hand. Ling Qinghan calmed herself down and poured her magic power into it while sneering, "Everyone, you don't want the terrible scene today to be seen by the younger disciples outside. If you insist, I don't mind making dozens or hundreds of copies of the content and sending them to every place in the Primordial Realm, so that the cultivators of other continents can understand the unknown side of the ancestors of the major sects and holy places today."

⊙ω⊙

Qiu Yi turned his head to look at his wife who was imprinting this scene with a crystal stone, and suddenly felt strange.

Qinghan, you sound quite skilled in saying this!

The two saints of the Sword Sect shuddered instantly when they heard this, and looked at each other, not daring to say a single word, fearing that they would be the ones crying the next moment.

However, such arguments eventually aroused the anger of some saints.

"Boy, you are going too far!"

Even though the two saints from the Dragon Fighting Holy Land were choking with sobs and tears streaming down their faces, they still attacked in rage.

It's not just lying and forcing, it's disgusting in this way. They are saints after all. If they agree to all this, how can they keep their dignity?

Even though this move was too disgusting, it was at least just disgusting and did not affect their normal actions. The two of them covered it with their palms, holding the dazzling Heavenly Dragon Seal in their palms, emitting a powerful saintly fluctuation, and there seemed to be bursts of dragon roars.

However, a snowy divine moon rose at this moment, and everything froze wherever the bright moonlight passed. This time Qiu Yi did not take any action. Ling Qinghan's fairy figure floated, and she slowly took a step forward under the shining of the bright moon.

"Crack!"

The crisp sound of ice crystals breaking resounded in the small world, and the two big hands collapsed inch by inch, turning into ice chips that scattered all over the sky.

"This is the most respectful way to save your face. In other words, do you really want me to defeat you one by one in front of the entire Taoist Alliance? And ruin your reputation for the rest of your life?"

Ling Qinghan flipped her jade hand and put away the crystal stone that was engraved with the picture. She looked at the many saints in front of her with indifference.

The two saints from the Dragon Fighting Holy Land were so hit that blood splattered on their broken arms and they staggered backward with a muffled groan.

When the saints from other holy places, including the Sword Sect, the Xingmen Yuhua Holy Land, the Qingyang Ancient Country, and other holy places, saw this, even though tears were streaming down their cheeks, they were still deeply shocked.

How can it be?

It has only been less than two years since Saint Tianyue became a saint, how could her strength be so strong?

With a "crackling" sound of lightning, Qiu Yi took a step forward and came to the side of his wife, holding in his hands a series of jumping crimson and blue thunders.

He chuckled, "The selection of a leader for the Dao League was already a matter that had been agreed upon long ago. Goddess Qiu Yun has already given her approval. You guys keep delaying. This is really not what a saint should do. Do you really want to fight us to the death?"

The eyelids of several saints twitched. The old saint from the Star Gate gritted her teeth, trying hard to hold back her tears, and said in a sob: "Qiu Yi... do you know what you are doing? You are offending our entire Taoist Alliance..."

"Stab!"

In addition to the Crimson Sky Thunder and the Green Sky Thunder, the Black Sky Thunder and the Jin Xiao Thunder also appeared in Qiu Yi's other hand. He didn't buy it, but tried his best to activate the divine thunders in his hands, making them emit a strong smell of calamity.

"So, you want to offend me? Besides, can you represent the entire Dao League? You have reached the top of your path and there is no way to advance, but there are many disciples and elders in the entire Dao League who still have room for advancement. Are they willing to offend me? Or can you represent them?"

More than a dozen saints stared at the four kinds of divine thunder jumping in the young man's hands, their expressions extremely unnatural. This number was really fucking scary!

"Ahem, how about I say something! My friend... hum... can you... cry... can you put away your magical power first?"

A middle-aged man with a black cloak fluttering behind him, who did not look like he was from Qingzhou, came to the crowd crying. He choked and said in embarrassment, "My dear friend Qiu Yi, please don't misunderstand me. I have no intention of fighting with you. In fact, I and several fellow Taoists are not members of the Taoist Alliance. We just heard that Goddess Qiu Yun had passed down the order and came to watch the fun. We do not want to participate in the affairs of the leader of the Taoist Alliance. Can you let us leave first?"

"Why do you want to leave?" Qiu Yi didn't seem to understand, and said in a pretentious manner: "Today is the day to select the leader of Qingzhou Dao League. Since you are all here, what's wrong with being a witness together? Or are you unwilling to give me this face?"

At the end of his speech, his voice became low, with a hint of threat in it.

and……

"brush!"

The Qingxiao Thunder and the Xuanxiao Thunder roared, and the six-colored divine thunder intertwined and rose up, soaring into the sky, and directly swirled into a vortex of thunder above the sky of the small world. There were lightning and thunder, and the aura of calamity was everywhere. Suddenly, every saint's hair stood on end, and they trembled with fear.

They had already been in the saint realm for many years and had long lost hope of reaching the Immortal Venerable realm, but they actually felt the breath of thunder tribulation again.

This... this is too unbelievable.

Could it be that the real Qiu Yi not only controls the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, but can even control the heavenly calamity?

The saints from other continents all looked uncertain and gloomy. They wanted to refute, but looking at the thunderclouds spinning and spreading above their heads, they could not say anything to refuse.

For a moment, the restless little world fell into indescribable silence again. Apart from the sobbing that everyone couldn't control, the atmosphere was so heavy that even a saint could hardly bear it.

At this point, some saints were wavering in their minds, constantly considering between compromise and procrastination, but there were always saints who had already put everything on the line, and from their point of view, they would never allow this to happen.

"Qiu Yi!"

The two saints of the ancient country of Qingyang suppressed the throbbing and fear in their hearts, and took a step forward as if they were risking their lives. Their eyes were like golden lamps, staring intently at the man and woman standing side by side in front of them.

"Today, the Saintess of Tianyue wants to become the leader of the Dao Alliance. No matter from which aspect, we have no right to stop her. But before that, I have a question to ask."

"Oh? What's the problem?" Qiu Yi narrowed his eyes subconsciously and asked casually.

"The matter of the leader is an internal matter of our Dao League. Even if you are the descendant of the Sword Ancestor, do you belong to the Sword Sect? Under this premise, you came forward for the Holy Lord Tianyue. Then I would like to ask clearly, what is the relationship between the two of you? Today, the Holy Lord Ling can ask you to come for the matter of the leader. How do we know that after he becomes the leader one day, he will not do things that harm the interests of the Dao League because of you?"

Qiu Yi was stunned for a moment, and the thunder that was roaring above his head was temporarily silent.

Needless to say, what is the relationship between him and Ling Qinghan. In fact, everyone present has already known it in private. But if they really bring it up in the open, would Ling Qinghan be willing?

When they lost their memories, the two did have a relationship as husband and wife. After their memories were restored, there was nothing wrong with their flirting in private, but would it be a bit strange to do so in front of so many saints?

He glanced at the beautiful woman beside him whose face was like crystal jade, cold and noble. He clenched his hands involuntarily, and the arc of divine thunder was looming.

!!!

More than a dozen saints were instantly horrified. The aura of restlessness and uneasiness made their hearts tremble and their souls feared death. Could it be that this kid was in control of the seventh kind of divine thunder?

Some people have even been secretly complaining about the old guys from the ancient country of Qingyang. They are really tired of living. Is it necessary for you to ask such a private question so clearly?

It sounds as if your question will cause conflict and hostility between the two people in front.

But this is indeed a heart-breaking statement!

Saint Lord Ling and Qiu Yi had been together when she was undergoing the saint tribulation. According to the report from the Saint Lord who was involved at that time, the relationship between the two was unusual. If they cannot face it now, it is not impossible for a thorn to be inserted between them.

After all, Qiu Yi really faced more than a dozen saints for her!

"Ah!"

A faint laugh filled with disdain was heard. Amidst the astonishment of the crowd and Qiu Yi's doubtful expression, Ling Qinghan took the initiative to stretch out her hand. In front of so many saints, she held Qiu Yi's hand with her fair and soft hands. Their fingers were intertwined and tightly clasped. Her frosty face melted as if bathed in a spring breeze, revealing a gorgeous and enchanting smile.

"You are thousands of years old, yet you still care about my private affairs. Why can't a saint like me have a man?"

The whole audience was silent. Even Qiu Yi stood there in a daze, staring blankly at the beautiful woman beside him who had a beautiful smile like a flower and was extremely charming.

She actually admitted it openly and without any hesitation?

Does she really not care about her image at all?

The peerless female saint with a great reputation, cold and arrogant, is now a man's woman from today?

If this matter were to get out, many people would throw their heads to the ground and shout loudly, saying they didn't want to believe it.

But as the saying goes, as long as I am not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed.

Ling Qinghan admitted her relationship with Qiu Yi so frankly that the others were hesitant and unable to speak. Indeed, at their level, having a relationship between a man and a woman is not a big deal.

“It’s a good thing that Saint Lord Tianyue admits it, but you should also know that your man and other women…” The old saint from the ancient country of Qingyang was still unwilling to give up and wanted to fight for it, making a final desperate attempt.

"Stop talking. Is there any place for you to talk?"

"I want to become the leader of the Dao Alliance, not to listen to your nonsense here!"

This time, without even giving the old saint time to finish his words, Qiu Yi and Ling Qinghan attacked directly.

Above the sky, the surging lightning that had been accumulating for a long time came crashing down. Various divine thunders overlapped each other, and their power increased several times. There was also the divine thunder hidden in it, which was extremely violent and directly smashed down on the two saints of the ancient country with overwhelming force.

Ling Qinghan even raised her hand, and an extremely sharp light rushed into the place where the thunder and lightning intersected, setting off another wave of chaos.

The other seventeen saints present were frightened and quickly retreated dozens or even hundreds of miles away. Faced with the shocking lightning falling from the sky, no one wanted to be involved in it.

A moment later, when the lightning faded away, the miserable appearance of the two old saints appeared in front of everyone. Their skin was torn and blood was dripping. Their bodies were covered with white bones and there was a hint of burnt smell.

Letting go of Qiu Yi's hand, Ling Qinghan moved gracefully with light lotus steps and walked proudly forward. Her expression returned to its previous indifference and arrogance. She slashed her snow-white palm diagonally and cut off the heads of the two saints.

"The Qingyang Ancient Country has committed treason and betrayal, and has secretly colluded with the Origin Dao Sect to plot something illegal. I suggest that the name of the Qingyang Ancient Country Holy Land be removed from today. Do you have any opinions?"

!!!

The remaining dozen saints were silent, watching two powerful men of the same realm as themselves fall in front of them. It was impossible not to feel sad, but...

If you want to be the leader of the alliance, it would be such a waste to kill two saints as sacrifices.

"The Sword Sect has no objection!"

Not long after, the two saints of the Sword Sect took the initiative to choose their own sides.

Soon after, the Xingmen Doulong Holy Land and the Yuhua Holy Land all responded in unison.

"We have no objection."

"The ancient country of Qingyang is indeed not worthy of being a holy land now. The leader can make the decision for himself!"

"..."

With this agreement, everything was settled, and even the other saints who came to watch the fun could not express any other ideas.

……

On that day, many elders and disciples in the Taoist Alliance were still confused by what had happened before and were in a state of extreme trance.

But even in this situation, on the sacred mountain that only saints could climb, a vast holy light swept out from the magnificent palace, not only filling the peaks among the mountains, but also rolling up to the sky, transforming into a series of magnificent and mysterious scenes.

A piece of peerless jade slowly floated up in the light, and with the movement of wisps of divine clouds, it gradually turned into an exquisite seal.

The figure of the old saint of the Star Gate appeared first, and came to the seal. She bowed and nodded slightly. A wisp of purple-green air flew out from her brows, turned into the symbol of the Star Gate, merged into the white jade seal, and appeared in the upper left corner.

And there was also a hoarse and old voice that spread throughout the Taoist Alliance.

"Today, on behalf of the Holy Land Star Gate, I acknowledge Holy Lord Tianyue as the leader of our Dao Alliance!"

For a moment, all the disciples and elders who saw this scene were stunned and speechless.

They are still confused. Have the saints already selected the leader of the Taoist Alliance?

Without waiting for them to think too much, after the old woman stepped back, the staggering elder from the Sword Sect stepped forward, raised his hand and pointed, and the majestic sword mark fell, carrying the Sword Sect's will, and completely dissipated into the interior of the seal.

As the divine energy of the two saints descended, the seal seemed to be spiritual, and in an instant it burst out with all things in the universe and infinite mysteries.