My sister took me to Xiuxian

"Fellow Daoist... wu... I'm so sorry... wu... We, we will come visit you another day... ah wu..."

Watching his fellow disciples wiping their tears and running away, Qiu Yi opened his mouth wide and fell into deep thought.

Sister, your martial arts skills are not pirated, right?

Chapter 59: Go cry!

Qiu Yi didn't dare go back to the house to find Ye Qingge to ask for clarification immediately.

First of all, he had to confirm whether the incident in which the two brothers from the Sword Sect ran away in tears had anything to do with him.

Looking back at the closed door of the inner room, he covered himself up a little and decisively chose to slip out.

"How about trying it out with two dogs first?"

Qiu Yi murmured softly while pondering the details of performing [Demon's Sky-crying].

After all, this was just the first time I used it, and I can’t be sure whether it is really related to me. I need a lot of experimental data to support it.

However, before he had taken a few steps, he noticed out of the corner of his eye that something seemed to be wrong on the surrounding streets.

The spacious streets, which should have been bustling with people, lost the flowing crowds and lively shouts of last night. Instead, many people gathered in twos and threes, whispering, and no one knew what they were discussing.

Curiosity made him unable to help but take two steps closer and listen attentively.

"Hey, did you guys see that just now? Two disciples of the Sword Sect ran out from that person's residence crying!"

"Is this true? Did you see it right?"

"How could I be wrong? I am the only one who is wrong, but how could so many people around me be wrong?"

"That's unlikely. The Sword Sect is one of the holy places. How could an elite disciple of the holy place be beaten to tears by that person? I don't believe it!"

"I really want to say that I was wrong, but that's not the case. After the two geniuses from the Sword Sect ran out crying, they were confronted by two fairies from the Tianyue Immortal Palace. Perhaps for the sake of face, they cried but insisted that they were fine. That scene frightened the two fairies so much that they retreated on the spot."

"Ah! This... Do you know what happened just now? I believe that the proud son of the Holy Land will not cry even if he sheds blood and sweat, right?"

"How should I know? Maybe one of them is really too powerful, so powerful that they despair and their hearts palpitate, and their hearts collapse, tears flow like a landslide, and they no longer have any hope for their future life?"

"seriously!"

"What's true or not? Why don't you go and meet him in person?"

"Forget it, I'm not a masochist."

Qiu Yi: “…”

The young man who had been listening in on a part of the conversation was too embarrassed to continue listening and left with his face covered.

What's going on? It's just a cry. Is it necessary to make up so many plots that he has never heard of?

Especially when seeing this group of people discussing more and more intensely and seemingly unable to stop, Qiu Yi's face almost turned green.

It’s not him, he really doesn’t have it!

Let's go quickly, let Sister Qingge take him away tomorrow. Who knows what kind of "real situation" these ordinary people who like to have fun will discuss in a few days.

In fact, this cannot be blamed on Qiu Yi. It’s mainly because the scene of "crying" is too shocking.

This word is usually used to describe very young children. When they grow up a little, they are generally unable to cry unless there is a death in the family or they are extremely emotional.

What a huge shock that would be!

However, today, right before their eyes, two unattainable Holy Land elites ran away crying. This was completely beyond their psychological endurance. How could they not have wild thoughts?

Even in everyone's traditional concepts, things like "you can kill or chop me up as you please" and "a man should shed blood but not tears" are the mainstream, okay?

Why are you crying? Do you know that if you cry, the image of the sect will be ruined!

Tonight was destined to be another sleepless night, but Qiu Yi, who was supposed to be the center of the vortex, was feeding dogs in a darker alley.

Yes, feeding the dog.

“Woof woof…Woo woof…”

“Woof woof woof…Woo woo woo…”

"..."

At one end of the alley, a handsome young man looked up at the round moon in the sky with a numb expression. Seven or eight meters behind him, four or five stray dogs were feasting on some delicious barbecued meat, enjoying the meal very much.

However, there is only one discordant spot in this happy picture.

The dogs were eating happily, but their eyes were full of tears. Crystal clear tears rolled down from the corners of their eyes and they couldn't control them. If you didn't know them, you would think they were crying for joy because they had been hungry for half a month and finally had a full meal. You would feel sympathy for them.

Only Qiu Yi, who was standing at the entrance of the alley, was so desperate that his mentality collapsed and his worldview was shattered.

This is actually the secret technique of [Devil's Sky-Crying] that Ye Qingge taught him.

This is simply outrageous!

"It can be used alone or against a large group. The effect lasts for half an hour when used alone. The duration of a ranged attack is relatively weaker. It does not cause any damage to me. Indeed, it does not cause any damage. What kind of consumption can such an extremely insulting magical power have..."

Qiu Yi was silently sorting out the test results he had collected late at night, but his mood was extremely bad.

Logically speaking, he should be happy after learning a spell, but this introduction is so different from the actual situation!

No, it should be said that it fits the actual introduction perfectly.

In the jade slip, Mo Dongtianku burst out with extraordinary strength, causing all living beings in the world to tremble and cry, while the magical power displayed from his hands skipped all the processes in between and reached the ultimate effect.

【Go cry for me! 】

What is this thing called?

I just want to learn some cool and handsome skills that can be used to show off, okay? How can I show off this extremely raw and despicable and shameless method in the future!

Qiu Yi sighed quietly, not knowing what went wrong. He just thought of it as an accident that occurred when using the Xuanhuang Qi to activate this kind of magical power. He would be careful when using it next time.

I should go back and try to please Sister Qingge again and ask her to teach me one or two practical sword techniques.

However, just as the young man walked out of the alley dejectedly and prepared to go home to rest, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a bright white light out of the corner of his eye.

Qiu Yi turned his head in astonishment, and saw a towering snow-capped mountain. Under the soft moonlight, the mountain seemed to be filled with a hazy light.

“Where did this mountain come from?”

The boy rubbed his eyes, suspecting that he had been through too much stimulation today and was having hallucinations late at night.

Liujing City is just an ordinary small city, where does such a high mountain come from?

Moreover, it would be fine if a mountain appeared abruptly, but the proportions of the mountain should be realistic.

Generally speaking, the fact that you can see a mountain means that you are still very far away from it. When you climb to the top of the mountain, you can no longer see it.

However, the snow-capped mountains in front of me were particularly strange. Although they were far away, it seemed as if I could enter them by just a few steps. There was a sense of disconnection in time and space.

"What are you doing?" Ye Qingge's figure appeared out of nowhere, holding the young man's shoulder with one hand, while looking towards the ancient sacred mountain in front of him with extreme vigilance.

The whistling and swirling ice and snow lingering on the mountain seemed to be in turmoil, forming a huge face that looked coldly at the two of them.

Chapter 60: What are you afraid of?

"What exactly did you do?"

The howling cold wind blew in her face, causing Ye Qingge's long skirt to flutter. The indescribable feeling of oppression made her face look particularly serious.

There is no need to even think about it. No one except the Immortal Lord can achieve this level of power.

You have to know that Immortal Venerable Youhuang was a great figure one hundred thousand years ago. The magical powers he left behind in the secret realm are still so powerful after so many years. No one else can do that.

"I...I don't know either. I have nothing to do with it."

Qiu Yi really wanted to complain. He admitted that his magical powers were once again practiced astray, but he did nothing else. He came out to feed two dogs, but was targeted by a snowy mountain. What kind of thing was this?

"Then why is it here?"

The woman glanced at him speechlessly. She was still in a bad mood and her temperament seemed extremely cold, but the moment she looked back, one could still feel a bit of anger and frustration.

I didn't want to bother with him in the first place. Who would take care of the children? Just leave a little mark on him to prevent any accidents.

It was originally just a precautionary measure, but she didn't expect to really encounter it. Moreover, the small ones didn't come, but this super-large one came instead, which seemed to be targeting her on purpose.

"Sister Qingge, do you think this is something I can understand?"

Ye Qingge sighed in her heart, and a hazy light spread from her body, enveloping the young man and wrapping him completely. Then her graceful and elegant body flew up, ready to take him away from this dangerous place.

Although it is not clear what is going on, the other party clearly has a bad attitude.

"Ding ding ding ding..."

A series of crisp collision and knocking sounds were heard, and Qiu Yi, who was well protected, suddenly discovered that the clear light emanating from Ye Qingge's body was actually wisps of sword energy that were so fine that they were almost undetectable.

Fighting against the sword energy was the wind and snow. In the howling gale, the crystal snowflakes became extremely sharp, like blades, trying to cut them both into pieces.

"Sister Qingge, are you okay?"

"How can a little bit of wind and snow hurt me?"

Ye Qingge's tone was calm, and the sword light around her was not disordered at all. She methodically blocked all the wind and snow attacks from all directions, but she was not as relaxed in her heart as she said.

When you are caught in a snowstorm, the most dangerous thing is not the biting cold wind and sharp snowflakes, but that as the wind and snow become heavier, all you see is white. You will lose your direction and may be lost in this pale sky for the rest of your life.

Sure enough, not long after, everything was calm, all the wind and snow disappeared, even the face with the big mouth disappeared, and there was only a vast expanse of white around.

"Oops!"

While Qiu Yi was still curiously looking at the unfamiliar environment, Ye Qingge's face looked very ugly.

"Sister Qingge, what's wrong?"

"We are no longer in Liujing City. Perhaps the commotion just now was intended to swallow us into this ancient secret realm of the snowy mountains. Even if they didn't intend to come in, we are here!"

"Come in?" Qiu Yi was stunned where he was. Sister Qi Ling and Ye Qingge had forbidden him to come here before, and he couldn't find the direction. He could only go and bully the dog at night. Unexpectedly, he came in by accident.

If that's the case, then can he see his sister?

Ye Qingge quickly adjusted her mood. With the idea of ​​making the best of a bad situation, she picked up Qiu Yi again and rushed into the sky: "Forget it, let me see what secrets this secret place has."

But the next moment, there was a loud bang, a hurricane howled, accompanied by an avalanche that could swallow everything. The waves of ice and snow actually pressed down from above, as if preventing them from looking down from their height.

"The Immortal Venerable has fallen for so many years. Do you think this little bit of magical power can do anything to me?"

Ye Qingge sneered and drew his sword for the first time, showing his true strength. The awe-inspiring sword energy that had not been used in many years burst out like a beam of light that pierced the sky and shattered the avalanche that was coming down.

The falling snowflakes sparkled like diamonds under the light from nowhere. The woman enveloped by the light was holding a sword, looking heroic, and her long skirt outlined her graceful curves, which made Qiu Yi stunned.

This is so handsome!

However, the boy's shock did not last long. The snow mountain seemed to be provoked. The wind and snow howled even faster, and even the sky became dark and deep, with no light at all.

A huge face was looming in the wind and snow, staring at Ye Qingge.

"Immortal Youhuang's back-up plan?"

Ye Qingge swung the sword lightly without any fear. Instead, she was full of fighting spirit. Her crystal red lips curled up because of this. "I didn't have the chance to fight with the Immortal Venerable in my last life. It's good to be able to experience the Immortal Venerable's methods in advance in this life. Let me see how high and mighty the Immortal Venerable is."

The huge face did not react, but the ice chips caught in the storm became sharper and made a rumbling sound.

Qiu Yi was sweating profusely, and quickly reached out and tugged at the woman's sleeve: "Sister, please don't mess around!"

Although he is not very good at cultivating immortals, he has read a lot of novels and still has some basic common sense. The gap in strength becomes greater as the level increases.

The opponent is at the ninth level. There are only three of them throughout history. Sister, what level are you at? Can you beat him?

"What? Without trying to determine who's better, do you still expect others to let you go?" Ye Qingge rolled his eyes at him. How can one talk like that, boosting others' morale while destroying one's own prestige?

She actually understood what the young man meant. It was simply that the Immortal Venerable Youhuang might have set up a no-fly zone on this snowy mountain, and she hoped that everyone would give her some face and not mess around.

But just because the other party swallowed them into the secret realm for no reason, why should she give him face?

The long sword points forward, sword energy flows, ready to go.

However, just when a great war could break out at any time, the huge face made of wind and snow suddenly paused, and a faint light appeared in its pupils, and then became brighter and brighter. It stared at Qiu Yi beside Ye Qingge, and was unwilling to move away for a moment.

At the same time, the wind stopped, the snow melted, and the sky became clear. The depressing and frightening scene just now seemed to have never appeared.

???

Ye Qingge was stunned, and followed the other person's line of sight to look at the young man beside him. His heart, which was full of fighting spirit, suddenly became curious?

She kicked him lightly with her toes, and the woman's curiosity became strong. She whispered, "You still say it has nothing to do with you?"

“???” Qiu Yi’s brain was not enough: “Sister, I really don’t know him!”

"Then why is it staring at you?"

"how could I know?"