Gou raises a boss in the world of immortality

Chapter 65 Counterfeits

Qu Yiqiu left behind the jade slips, drank a bowl of tea and left Duyin Pavilion.

Looking at the plaque in front of the door of Duyin Pavilion, she frowned sadly.

The guardian of thousands of faces inside agreed very readily, but she didn't think it would be so easy.

Although the man's appearance was covered by the magic weapon of the bead curtain, she could clearly perceive his true cultivation.

Only in the late foundation period.

So Qu Yiqiu relied on Xiao Yan's concealed cultivation, and the Thousand Faces Protector behind the bead curtain couldn't see it at all.

I thought she was just an ordinary Qi training ninth-level monk.

Coupled with the fact that she is less than 16 years old, Guardian Qianmian never suspected that she was hiding her cultivation.

According to the previous rules of Duyin Pavilion, all monks who have practiced Qi and above will check people by their bones.

But Qu Yiqiu's bone age was seen clearly when the puppet maid greeted her.

Thousand Faces Protector did not conduct a second inspection on her.

This also gave him the illusion that the tasks of low-level monks are very simple.

But Qu Yiqiu knew it was not that simple.

She had the soul lamps of Qu Anyi and Zhao Yuexuan in her hand, and she couldn't sense any movement from them through the soul lamp. The sound transmission talisman sent out has not echoed so far. This was something that would never have happened in the past.

She guessed that the two of them were probably trapped in a place without aura, and that's why there was no news from them.

The Land of Absolute Spirits is the place monks fear most.

This is equivalent to removing all their best skills, leaving only a fragile body to live in desperation.

Qu Yiqiu frowned worriedly, and only hoped that Duyinge's ability was as miraculous as the legend said, and that she could find her parents back within ten days.

"Rang Rang, Rang Rang, fellow daoist, don't stick around here!" A burly male cultivator urged her impatiently.

Just when Qu Yiqiu was in a daze, many men suddenly appeared on the road she was on.

She gave way to the side for some unknown reason, and the burly male Xiu rushed over immediately.

Immediately behind him, the people blocked by his huge body also rushed out like a flood.

Qu Yiqiu looked in the direction where they were running in surprise.

I could only hear voices from the crowd saying: "Is it really Fairy Yiqiu? What does she look like, is she exactly the same as the fairy concubine in the legend?"

"I have never seen a fairy concubine, but I know that this fairy Yiqiu must be much more beautiful than her!"

"Fairy Yiqiu, look here, Fairy Yiqiu, I love you!"

"Fairy Yiqiu finally came out for a parade. It's so beautiful, she's so beautiful!"

"Where, where, I'll take a look too!"

"In the past, in the past, you brat, don't mess around here!"

"Go! Go! Go!"

Qu Yiqiu heard a name similar to her own, walked to the edge of the crowd, and saw a 13-year-old boy thrown out.

She saw the boy get up very quickly, and planned to continue to sneak into the crowd to watch, so she hurried forward and grabbed him.

"Little fellow daoist, do you know who is inside? Answer my sister's question, and I can give you a few spirit stones to buy candies!"

The little boy gave her a disdainful look, and said angrily, "Who do you think I am? What kind of candy can I buy for my master with a few spirit stones?"

Qu Yiqiu was stunned for a moment, she didn't expect this brat to speak so loudly and have such a bad temper.

Immediately, he flicked his wrist, and with a click, the little boy's arm was twisted into a twist.

"Ah! It hurts, hurts, hurts! Let go of my hand!"

Seeing him struggling, Qu Yiqiu smiled slightly and said, "Speak well, and my sister will let go of your hand."

The little boy squeezed out tears in pain, and cried loudly: "Sister let me go, I will tell you who the fairy inside is right away!"

Qu Yiqiu released a little oppressive breath, and let go of the arm he was holding.

"It's my fault that my sister wasted your time, but you can't be so rude."

The little boy got his freedom, and secretly rolled his eyes, but he didn't dare to provoke her again, he just said: "Yes, yes, sister Fairy is right!"

Qu Yiqiu knew that there was no sincerity in his words, but she asked him something, so she took out a middle-grade spirit stone without paying attention.

"I believe this spirit stone is enough for you to buy candy. Tell me, what is the fairy Yiqiu they are talking about?"

The little boy was clutching his arm in pain, and when he saw the mid-grade spirit stone she took out, his eyes lit up immediately.

"Enough is enough, Sister Fairy is so kind, beautiful and kind!"

"Since you have accepted the Lingshi, tell me what they call Fairy Yiqiu." Qu Yiqiu didn't have time to listen to his compliments.

What's more, this child is only 13 years old, and she can't bear to see him look like a philistine.

The little boy grabbed the spirit stone and quickly hid it in his arms, and said with a smile, "Sister Fairy, the Fairy Yiqiu they called is the new oiran of Chunyu Building, and it is said that she looks exactly the same as Qu Yiqiu, the disciple of the first sect of the righteous way! So Loved by everyone!"

Qu Yiqiu was stunned.

It never occurred to me that this was the case.

Has her reputation reached here?
"Sister Fairy, I've finished answering your question, can I go now?" The little boy asked tentatively, peeking at her.

Qu Yiqiu waved her hands and said, "You can go."

"Yeah!" The little boy jumped happily, and then slipped into the crowd again.

Qu Yiqiu looked at the crowd of demon cultivators blocking Santiao Street, and couldn't help but want to see who was imitating her face and plagiarizing her name!
She released her consciousness and swept across the crowd, only to see layers of veils floating in the luxurious chariot, with huge pearls inlaid on the top of the hall, the veils moving in the wind, like a dream, revealing the profile of a beautiful woman.

The wind blew for only a breath, and the veil fell, covering all the beauty's profile.

Qu Yiqiu frowned slightly.

This rookie oiran must have used some kind of seductive means, just now she had only glimpsed a glimpse of her face, she was almost distracted, and couldn't stop wanting to see more.

It's no wonder that most of the onlookers here are in the Qi training period.

Qu Yiqiu shook her head, not intending to continue reading.

So what if she knew that this person imitated herself, she was just an ordinary demon cultivator now, and she couldn't do much.

After thinking about it, she turned her head and left.

Little did they know that in the extravagant carriage, the woman sensed the disappearance of a ray of consciousness, and stretched out her white jade hand to lift the gauze curtain, causing screams that were louder than louder.

The little boy jumped up high in the crowd, showing a smile with his big white teeth bared.

If Qu Yiqiu hadn't left yet, seeing this scene, he would definitely find that the two people's eyes were very familiar.

……

It's getting dark.

Qu Yiqiu didn't plan to hurry at night.

She opened a guest room in the city and took out Mo Qingli's soul lamp.

Compared with the two soul lamps of her parents, Mo Qingli's soul lamp is much more unstable.

It seems that life is not very peaceful.

Qu Yiqiu stared at it for a while, silently recited the mantra of the soul lamp to find people, and squeezed out a drop of blood on it.

Immediately after the soul lamp fused with the blood, it emitted red light, and a wisp of light smoke faintly floated out, pointing to the southeast.

(End of this chapter)