Others are still struggling, but I am just slacking off.

From the fake Ouyang Shang’s memory, we can know that Ouyang Shang had been transferred by them disguised as people from the Xingyang Temple.

She was just about to chase after him when she thought of her parents and senior brother.

Release Qian Yuting and Xiao 8.

"Xiao 8, can you scan whether it's a real person or a fake one?"

[Of course I can confirm the real person. I am now a demigod, and I am no longer the rookie I was before!]

"Okay, then you and brother go find your uncle, and I'll go find my parents and senior brother first."

Qian Yushui didn't say much and made arrangements directly.

If you have any questions, you can contact Xiao 8 at any time.

[good! ]

"There is no time to lose. Go now and keep in touch at any time."

Qian Yushui left immediately after saying this.

"Let's go!"

Qian Yuting ruffled Xiao 8's hair and chuckled.

[Ah Shui, what is going on?]

"The Qiu Liang next to my parents should be from Xingyang Temple."

After Qian Yushui finished speaking, she immediately turned off the microphone.

On the way to find Wang Biwan, I met Yang Hui.

"Brother, how are you now? Have you seen your parents?"

"What happened?"

When Yang Hui heard her ask this, he thought something big had happened.

"I'm glad you're okay. Xingyang Temple captured my uncle and used a fake uncle to set me up, but I saw through it."

"Did you meet your parents?"

Qian Yushui spread out his spiritual sense and searched inch by inch.

Seeing the seriousness of the situation, Yang Hui hurriedly sent a message.

"I took Aunt Wan and Uncle Feng into my space. Something was wrong with them, so I knocked them out."

"I led Qiu Liang to the place where you set up the barrier before. I set up a formation there, but I don't know how long I can trap him."

Qian Yushui found it funny to see how cautious he was.

Is it necessary? Could she blame him?

I can’t express my gratitude enough.

"Come on, let's go take a look!"

Qian Yushui brought Yang Hui to the formation.

Yang Hui waved his hand, and the scene in the formation appeared on the water curtain.

Qiu Liang was trapped in a combination of an illusion array and a entrapment array.

"Junior sister, has your cultivation improved a lot?"

"Well, a demigod, if nothing unexpected happens, he can ascend to become a god within 500 years."

When Yang Hui heard this answer, he was happy for his junior sister but also sad for himself.

He is still a long way from becoming a quasi-god, let alone a demigod or a god.

Five hundred years later, I don’t know when I will see my junior sister again.

Qian Yushui saw that he was in a low mood and hurried to comfort him.

"When this is resolved, I have something good for you."

"Then it will shorten the time it takes you to become a god."

There is always light at the end of the tunnel, this is how he feels now.

"it is good!"

Qian Yushui looked up at Yang Hui.

"What did you say happened to my parents before?"

"I suspect Aunt Wan and Uncle Feng have been poisoned. I don't know what the poison is, but their emotions and thoughts are out of their control."

Yang Hui was a little uncertain.

"In the eyes of Aunt Wan and Uncle Feng, you and Brother are the ones they care about the most, but today she suddenly asked me if you have changed and are killing innocent people indiscriminately."

"If it were just this one sentence, it would just make me feel like she has changed."

"But soon she had a splitting headache and squatted on the ground with her head in her hands."

"Uncle Feng's symptoms may be milder. He will suddenly feel confused, as if he doesn't know what he is doing."

"By the way, when Aunt Wan has an attack, he can immediately detect it."

"But for details, you can wait until they wake up."

The more Yang Hui spoke, the more his brows furrowed.

Wang Biwan and Qianshanfeng are both Golden Immortals, and ordinary things cannot affect them.

Qian Yushui was unsure, but as long as the Qiankun Ding was there, everything should be fine.

"Where are my parents?"

"It's not safe in my space right now. If you're worried, you can let Qiankun Ding go in and take a look first."

"it is good!"

Qian Yushui gave the Qiankun Ding to Yang Hui.

The Qiankun Ding is a god-level alchemy cauldron, and it also has a knowledgeable spirit.

There should be no problem.

The two looked at Qiu Liang on the curtain. Although they didn't know what he had experienced, they could see clearly his distorted face.

As every second passes.

Qiu Liang broke out in a cold sweat, his eyes grim.

Suddenly his appearance and dress changed.

Knew it!

People from Xingyang Temple.

"What are his plans, Junior Sister?"

"Abolish your cultivation and lock yourself in space! Wait for me here for a while."

Qian Yushui finished speaking and stepped one foot into the formation.

Take an antidote and directly light a god-level cigarette.

Then exit the formation.

Yang Hui was also amazed when he saw her amazing actions.

Junior sister, have you completely let yourself go?

Are you no longer planning to resolve the issue by force?

Qian Yushui saw Qiu Liang sitting cross-legged in the water curtain with his head leaning back, and the corners of his mouth turned up.

Suddenly I felt that this method was very good. Why did they always go straight for it before?

Is it because I’m too inexperienced?

Yang Hui looked at Qiu Liang on the screen and sneered.

This was the easiest quasi-god to deal with that he had ever seen.

"How long will he be unconscious?"

"Without any external influence, maybe half a year!"

Yang Hui: “…”

"Totally set up a formation! I'll go pick someone up."

Yang Hui obediently collected the formation.

Just after collecting it, within three seconds, I fainted.

Qian Yushui looked at him speechlessly. She knew that the incense she lit inside was still burning, but he didn't want the antidote.

Are you a little too confident?

Yang Hui: …

Since you mentioned the withdrawal method, I will definitely believe you!

I didn't expect you've learned how to cheat people!

Before Yang Hui fainted, he just felt that he was wronged.

Qian Yushui took Yang Hui into the exquisite space.

He walked over to Qiu Liang, took out the Guiyi sword and stabbed it into his dantian, cutting the tendons in his hands and feet.

Throw it into space again.

She entered the space, looked at the unconscious person on the ground, quickly stepped over and walked towards Qianyu in the distance.

"Ancestor, have you found a solution?"

Qianyu rolled her eyes at her.

"Don't underestimate me. Is such a simple thing worth my time?"

"Then tell me! Or you can remove the restrictions on them and I can search their souls."

Qian Yushui was not polite either. She didn't have that much time to deal with the Xingyang Temple.

"Go ahead. I've left you a quasi-god and a demigod. The others are all your food. There's no need to keep them."

Qianyu flicked his sleeves, walked to Qiu Liang, and prepared to lift the ban on him.

Looking at Qiu Liang who was unconscious on the ground.

She pointed her index finger at his forehead.

As soon as the spiritual consciousness entered his sea of ​​consciousness, he felt dizzy.

He quickly withdrew and took a deep breath.

He yelled, "You little bitch! The antidote!"

Qian Yushui was stunned by his yelling.

Antidote? What antidote?

Qian Yushui had no choice but to give up searching the soul and check on Qianyu's condition.

Looking at the ancestor lying on the ground, with drooping eyelids, struggling hard.

Qian Yushui couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Hahahaha!"

"Hahahaha!"

Qianyu looked at his grandson laughing at him wantonly and finally fainted.

Well, that’s right!

I was so angry that I fainted!

Unfilial descendants!

These four words are Qianyu’s last stubbornness.

Qian Yushui decided to give the ancestor a holiday and let him lie on the ground for a while longer.

He took out the recording stone, recorded the scene, then left without looking back and continued to search the soul.