My sister took me to Xiuxian

Dao texts are messages left behind by strong men with the Dao. Without sufficient strength, one cannot read them at all. Or, it can be said that these things are not for strong men below the seventh realm who have not passed the inner demon calamity. Those people simply cannot bear the rhythm of the Dao contained therein.

But what about Qiu Yi? What is his cultivation level?

Ye Qingge's chest heaved. She forced herself to calm down, but the turmoil in her heart could not be calmed.

So is this the reason why Xiangyun asked me not to delve into his background?

That’s right, how can a man who can be chosen by a sister as a younger brother be an ordinary person?

But in this case, could it be that her previous premonition was true, and Qiu Yi, her eighth level of inner demon calamity, would appear in a special form?

Sister Qi Ling Ye Xiangyun was completely confused.

Although she didn't see it with her own eyes or experience it personally, she knew Xiao Yi's origins very clearly from Ye Junxi!

When they were still on Earth, Ye Junxi accidentally met Xiao Yi who was hungry on the roadside. She felt sympathy for him and took him back, taking care of him as his only relative in the unfamiliar place on Earth.

Later on, when it came to going to school and growing up, Qiu Yi was no different from ordinary local teenagers. Even if he had traveled through time here, he didn't have some horrifying aura like the protagonists in those novels.

For three whole years, his performance could only be described as average, but why has he been so abnormal in recent times?

There's no need for a time traveler to be so cheating!

"Are you sure this was left by Youhuang? Let us give you some face?" Ye Qingge asked in a voice transmission, suppressing his chaotic thoughts.

"Uh...what's wrong? Is there any problem?" Qiu Yi was a little confused, but still said honestly: "If I'm not mistaken...that's roughly what it means."

The woman was silent for a long time, and then she spoke uncertainly: "You Huang is one of the only three Nine Realm Immortal Lords recorded in history. After 100,000 years, her legacy is one of the best in this world. I really can't imagine how she could leave such words. Who would not give her face these days if they know her?"

Qiu Yi: “???”

Damn, this guy is so strong?

One of the three strongest!

Sister Qi Ling did not make any comment on this, because Ye Junxi might not necessarily give her face.

“But…” Ye Qingge frowned, revealing a rare look of doubt: “Why could a small cultivator figure out this matter concerning Immortal Venerable Youhuang? What happened? Wait a minute, suppressing the demon dragon, could it be…”

When Ye Xiangyun thought of this, she was also terrified.

A demon dragon suppressed by the Immortal Lord, and its master is very likely to break through the realm there. Could it be that the demon dragon is about to break free from the suppression?

So the master's doom may not fall on the second young lady, but on that evil dragon?

But the existence sealed by the Immortal Venerable Youhuang is at least...

Without much thought, she made the decision immediately.

"Xiangyun has something important to deal with, please take some time to look after Xiaoyi, Miss."

Ye Qingge: “!!!”

"Xiao Yi, I have to leave for something. You should stay with the Second Miss for the time being. She will protect you."

Qiu Yi: “???”

A faint light spread out from his sea of ​​qi, and the Treasure Map of All Things disappeared out of thin air. The aura belonging to Ye Xiangyun also quickly faded away, leaving Qiu Yi and Ye Qingge in the teahouse in shock.

"sister……"

Before the young man could call out, Ye Qingge raised his eyebrows and looked into the distance. He vaguely saw a magnificent picture scroll unfolding in the sky, causing colorful ripples, forcibly tearing apart the snowy clouds, and flying into a crystal clear mountain range.

Looking closely, it was a tall snow-capped mountain whose traces were hidden by supreme magic power.

But a moment later, the snow-capped mountain was hidden behind the clouds and mist again.

"It's actually true?"

She murmured to herself and lost her voice for a moment, but soon came to her senses and pursed her lips unwillingly. It was obvious that Ye Xiangyun had actually known that there was a secret place here for a long time, and she was rushing over here now. What else could be possible except that Ye Junxi was in it?

"As expected of a treasure with the same spirituality as a human. He immediately came up with a plan to deal with the situation. He just didn't want Qiu Yi to fall into danger. Instead, he handed him over to me. What do you mean? Do you think I will protect him?"

"Sister Qingge, this is..." Qiu Yi couldn't figure out the situation for a while.

"Perhaps she sensed that her master was in danger, otherwise why would she be so anxious and worried?"

"What? My sister is in danger!" Qiu Yi's face changed instantly when he heard this. This was too much.

Without thinking twice, the young man was about to get up and go, but a fairy-like jade-white hand pressed firmly on his shoulder first, and the magic power like the roaring of mountains and seas imprisoned him in place in an instant.

"Have you forgotten what Xiangyun told you just now? I am your first caretaker now. How can I save my face if I let you run away?"

Ye Qingge spoke leisurely, with the corners of her beautiful mouth slightly raised, and continued: "Besides, what could you do in the past? Can you see the snowy mountain? Can you help your sister deal with the dragon? Can't you just stop making trouble? Now sit here honestly and get to know these young talents. You will have to deal with them in the future."

"..." After looking at Ye Qingge who looked calm, Qiu Yi's eyes fell on the many young geniuses around the teahouse. He took a deep breath and said softly, "Sister Qingge, don't you worry about my sister's safety at all?"

With a chuckle, Ye Qingge poked his face with the hand that was on his shoulder and said with a sweet smile, "I'm really curious about how that woman gets along with you on a daily basis. You don't know anything about her at all? Do you think she's a naive big sister? Or does she obey you unconditionally as a brother-con? You should know that she suppressed me in all aspects back then and made me unable to raise my head! Afterwards, she even said that it was to inspire my ambition. Really, this can also be regarded as favoring boys over girls..."

At this point, her voice actually began to sound resentful: "Don't lose confidence in your sister. If she was just rehabilitating, you wouldn't have anything to worry about, but Xiangyun is there. Do you really think she's just a pretty vase?"

Qiu Yi was silent for a long while, without struggling any more. He just moved his head calmly, trying to free himself from the white fingers.

Ye Qingge was relentless. She was in the mood, so how could she let him succeed so easily? The good guy finally fell into her hands. If she didn't bully him with such a good opportunity, then even if this guy turned into a powerful inner demon in the future, it would not have any deterrent power, right?

It can also be considered as preparing for the inner demon calamity in advance.

After just two pokes, Qiu Yi couldn't bear it anymore. How could a young man's self-esteem allow a woman to tease him all the time? Ever since he suffered a loss at the hands of Qing Fei, he is no longer such a good-tempered person.

Seeing the right moment, the young man tilted his head, opened his mouth and bit the woman's white and tender fingers.

Ye Qingge: “!!!”

Chapter 58: The Devil Cries to Heaven

Qiu Yi left the teahouse in full view of everyone, covering his cheek.

It’s not that no one wants to come forward and have a chat. Even if they are not discussing Huang Ye’s calligraphy and painting, they can chat about something else to improve their relationship.

For example, the Sword Sect brothers who had met each other once before, when they saw Qiu Yi and Ye Qingge present again, they wanted to come over directly to reconnect with their fellow disciples.

However, the expressionless Fairy Ye beside the boy made everyone stay away.

They didn't know what was happening either. The woman, who was as cold and pure as a snow lotus, seemed to be frozen. Her face was solemn as if covered with a layer of white frost, and her whole body was shivering with cold air. From a distance, she looked no different from an ice sculpture, exuding an aura that kept people at a distance.

Many people's hearts were trembling. They had a premonition that if they dared to approach and say too much, they might immediately ask others to help arrange their funeral.

They were fine, as although as ignorant people they knew nothing, at least they were not in danger. However, Bai Youning, who followed closely behind, felt very uneasy, her delicate little face full of fear and anxiety.

What did she just see?

What a sin! Do all fairies nowadays like to play this kind of game?

Or is it that her knowledge only remains at the level of ordinary people? People who practice Taoism can have much more fun than ordinary people!

Thinking of this, Xiaobai became even more worried.

Seeing how silent and taciturn these two men are, I wonder if they will settle the score with her after they return!

But just as the girl followed Qiu Yi out of the teahouse, a voice she had never imagined came to her ears.

. . . . . .

"Sister Qingge, what are you doing?"

When Qiu Yi returned to the house where he was staying temporarily, he was surprised to find that Ye Qingge had followed him in without any hesitation.

It's almost dark now. Is she really not afraid of attracting criticism if she stays outside?

"Xiangyun entrusted you to my care, so I can't just leave you alone like this."

Ye Qingge looked at him coldly, her tone still very stiff.

Recalling what had just happened, she was so angry that she wanted to chop someone.

In her past life and this life, she had seen all kinds of scenes. Her hands looked white and tender, but they had been stained with countless amounts of blood.

But today, she still clearly remembered what happened, the hardness of the pliers biting her knuckles, and then the instantaneous wetness and softness on her fingertips, which felt like an electric shock. This daring guy in front of her actually... actually...

It was a mercy on her part that she didn't remove his jaw.

"Uh……"

Facing the other party's cold eyes, Qiu Yi shrank his head and whispered: "Sister Qingge, I know my limits and will not do anything reckless."

Ye Qingge said nothing, just gave him a cold look.

You can do that to me, and you still think you have any sense of propriety?

The two of them just stared at each other, time passed by minute by minute, the atmosphere was suppressed to the extreme, just when the young man was about to collapse, the woman grabbed casually, and a jade slip made of jade appeared in her palm.

"Sister, what are you doing?" Qiu Yi took the jade slip and blinked.

The following painting style is different from what I imagined!

"You think I can take care of a child? I'm not interested in playing with you. This is a magical power I seized before. If you want to learn it, you can try it. It's also a good way to kill time. Don't think about sneaking away, or I'll break all three of your legs."

The first half of Ye Qingge's sentence was unexpected, but the second half made Qiu Yi break out in a cold sweat.

It shouldn’t be real!

Seeing the young man's confused look, Ye Qingge decisively went into the inner room.

Qiu Yi has a big secret, but he was ultimately branded by Ye Junxi. It sounds interesting to snatch a child from her sister, but she still can't bring herself to do it at the moment.

But besides Qiu Yi, isn’t there another little girl here?

Is the secret she carries so small?

"Fairy Ye, what are you doing?" Seeing a snow-white figure coming in, the girl, who was already distracted while sitting cross-legged to practice, could no longer sit still.

Ye Qingge looked at her quietly.

Outside the house, Qiu Yi fiddled with the jade slip in his hand, and for a long time he couldn't figure out what Ye Qingge meant.

She should be very angry, but if she was angry, why would she give him a special magical power to practice? What is she up to?

It's hard to understand women's thoughts.

Shaking his head, Qiu Yi was too lazy to worry about these things anymore. He extended his spiritual sense and sank into the jade slip.

In fact, he was not short of such magical skills. His sister's Nine Revolutions of Mi Lun Immortal Scripture contained many types of skills, from flying to attack and defense, which were categorized into countless categories.

However, the scriptures are too profound and extensive, becoming more and more abstruse as you go on. The secret techniques must go hand in hand with the exercises, and Qiu Yi's comprehension is only half-baked and not up to par. Even with Sister Qi Ling's guidance, he is very likely to go astray.

【The devil cries to the sky】

When Qiu Yi saw the name, his heart skipped a beat. Where had this magical skill been seized from?

Daring to start with this name, it's definitely the style of the Demonic Sect, right?

Is this also something he should learn?

However, as his spiritual sense scanned further and saw all the contents clearly, Qiu Yi actually breathed a sigh of relief.

According to the introduction in the jade slip, this so-called [Demon's Sky-Crying] is an auxiliary type of secret technique, which basically consumes one's own essence to gain an all-round improvement in combat power in a short period of time.

The most famous one is that in ancient times there was a powerful Taoist who performed this method when he was at the sage level. He made the Demon Sect flee in panic and the sky was dyed red with blood, hence the name "Devil's Sky Crying".

The jade slip shattered, and the method of cultivation was imprinted in his mind. It was much simpler than the secret technique of the Milun Immortal Sutra, and was no different from the explosive generation in novels and animations. However, Qiu Yi himself was not very satisfied with it.

"I don't need this kind of secret technique right now. Can you give me some cool and stylish moves?"

Ye Qingge is so good at swordsmanship, wouldn't it be more useful to teach him two sets of swordsmanship? At least he can show off, but this kind of secret technique is completely hidden in the bottom of the box, and it consumes the essence. Who would use it unless it is a critical moment!

But then again, can he completely consume all his Xuanhuang Qi?

Thinking of this, he instinctively learned some common sense according to the method introduced by the magical power.

Guided by his spiritual consciousness, the mysterious yellow energy flowed, and a strange wave spread out from his body.

then……

"Is this gone?"

Classmate Qiu Yi's eyes widened. What happened to the promise that his blood would boil, his fighting power would double, and he could make the heaven and earth cry with just a wave of his hand?

Why didn't he feel anything?

At this time, there was a knock on the door. Qiu Yi didn't think too much and went to open the door in a daze.

Standing outside the door were the Sword Sect's Qixing and Qichen brothers. They should have come here to exchange ideas, but their current situation was...

"What are you doing..." Qiu Yi rubbed his eyes, wondering if he was dazzled.

“Daoyou…wu…we are just…wu…” Qixing’s eyes were red, and he wanted to explain something, but the tears in his eyes could not be controlled and flowed down: “Daoyou…wu…”

Qi Chen beside him was also choking with sobs, tears streaming down his face: "We don't know... wu... what happened... wu... I just suddenly felt like crying... wu..."