Cultivation of Immortality Begins from the Red Mansion

Mrs. Xiaoyao's consciousness swept over and nodded: "It is indeed a top-grade Yuan-Pui Yuan Dan, and it is also a rare thing. Even people with poor qualifications can break through to the peak of foundation building with this pill. But it is also used in exchange for the Five Elements Condensing Spirit Pill. That’s enough, I have to keep it a secret and don’t let anyone know about it.”

He transformed a jade box with his backhand and pushed it in front of Ji Lingyu.

Ji Lingyu took it with one hand, opened it and took a look. Inside, there was a dazzling burst of red, yellow, blue, green, and gold light. He squinted and saw that the five colors on this huge elixir the size of a lychee complemented each other.

He closed the jade box and thanked him sincerely: "Thank you, senior, for resolving this junior's urgent need, but I still have a merciless request. Can I exchange these five elements of spiritual elixir? If I master this elixir in the future, I will no longer have to worry about the concentration of spiritual power." Not deep enough.”

When Mrs. Xiaoyao heard this, her branches trembled with laughter, and after a while she looked stern again: "Although this elixir is not worth much, many of the spiritual materials in it are extinct. For example, the main medicine, five-color lotus seeds, requires a seventh-level spiritual material of five colors. Only five lotuses can be obtained after growing for more than a thousand years in the land of the five elements. There are none in the entire East China Sea, they are all in various secret realms."

Ji Lingyu looked at this beautiful woman in a daze.

This smile really made Liugong Fendai colorless. Such enchanting charm is rare in life.

Although Baochai is also so plump and plump, it is still young and lacks mature flavor.

That Xiao Lingzhen was a pure external expression of the skill. How could it be as natural and casual as the beautiful and plump woman in front of her?

It took him a moment to come to his senses, realizing that he had lost his composure, and lowered his head in embarrassment.

Xiaoyaomeng, who was silent and acting like a good baby next to him, keenly noticed Ji Lingyu's dull look and pursed his lips, feeling a little unhappy.

Seeing that Mrs. Xiaoyao didn't mean to blame him, she quickly said: "It's just out of curiosity. Alchemists can't help but feel itchy when they encounter an elixir they haven't seen before."

He didn't even know what he was thinking in his heart.

Mrs. Xiaoyao's expression changed and she said with a smile: "That's fine, I can keep it for collection, little friend."

He took out a green jade slip from the storage bag and placed it on the table.

Ji Lingyu reached for the blue jade slip and put it directly into his sleeve without opening it.

"My little friend, please go back. I have to continue my beauty sleep. Meng'er, please go out too. Remember that one of his thousand-year-old elixir and two thousand middle-grade spiritual stones has been rounded."

Ji Lingyu looked dumbfounded, but didn't say anything. Zhiqu left the top floor pavilion.

Xiaoyaomeng brought Ji Lingyu into the room on the lower floor and sat there. The layout seemed to have not changed much, except that the bead curtains were replaced with white gauze curtains.

She flattened her lips and said a little unhappy: "Tell me, how many thousand-year-old elixirs you have brought with you, and you are not allowed to hide even one."

Ji Lingyu smiled awkwardly and said, "It's a normal reaction. Fairy Xiaoyao will definitely be unparalleled in the future."

Xiaoyaomeng was quite disgusted: "Come on, my mother has seen many such monks since I was a child. There are old and young, and some of them can pop out their eyeballs. Do you still want to make an exception?"

"Quickly tell me how many thousand-year-old elixir there are, and then Ma Liu will take it out and get out of the way."

Ji Lingyu pulled out five wooden boxes: "That's all, five in total, and there's not even half a dozen left."

Half an hour later, Ji Lingyu walked out of Linhai Building with a storage bag containing one hundred high-grade spiritual stones.

He looked back and saw that the Tiandan Sect was quite big today. There were large shops in Lingxiao Immortal Palace and a teahouse with more than ten floors in Linhai City.

She also calls herself Mrs. Xiaoyao, and her daughter’s surname is also Xiaoyao. Could it be that she is another eldest lady with the father of Yuan Ying’s ancestor?

This happy dream is as unruly as Li Qingxue, but much cuter than Li Qingxue, at least he doesn't have the temper of a young lady.

When Ji Lingyu thought of this, he remembered another thing. Isn't it said that the higher the cultivation level, the harder it is to have blood to pass on to future generations?

"Why do so many young ladies have parents who are high-ranking monks?"

He shook his head, God knows why!

Seeing that it was already noon when the sun was shining in the sky, he looked ahead and ordered two carriages to go to the west gate.

The city is more than ten miles wide from east to west, and Fei Dun cannot do it with just two legs.

All the way back to the Yuqing Palace, I felt that something was abnormal today. The dozen or so attic floors in the middle, which were usually closed, were unusually open today.

He frowned and headed to Bai Yuexi's third-floor attic without wanting to know anything.

But at this moment, a deep voice came out: "Junior Brother Ji, why didn't you return to Hidden Snow Peak when you came back from the Blood Sea? Master is very displeased."

Ji Lingyu looked towards the place where the sound came from. Murong Jie was standing at the fifth floor window of the ten-story attic talking to him.

Ji Lingyu said indifferently: "I am only a disciple of the inner sect of Yuqing Palace. I have no master-disciple status with Elder Dongfang. The elder also said that I cannot say that I am her disciple when I am away from home. Fellow Taoist Murong, please forgive me."

"As for why I didn't go back to Zang Xuefeng, I already had a narrow escape from death during this trip to the Blood Sea. Now that my injury has not healed, I won't go back to avoid Yue Xi's sadness and worry."

Murong Jie sighed helplessly after hearing these words of resentment: "Junior Brother Ji, Master is also doing it for Junior Sister Bai's good. We cultivators must be pure of heart and have few desires. We only seek the Dao. How can we be fettered by worldly love? Junior Sister Bai Now that there has been no movement in seclusion for more than six years, doesn't Junior Brother not care?"

Ji Lingyu's expression changed for a while, and then he shook his head and said: "No one can help her to break through the barrier of life and death. It can only depend on her own luck, and there is nothing Ji can do. If she can't disturb her, it will cause serious consequences."

Murong Jie said solemnly at this time: "Brothers and sisters, we are here today. We are ordered by Master to track down the person from the Demon Sect who injured Junior Sister Xiao last night. Junior Brother Shangguan is also here. Master ordered all disciples to act together and go Defend the Xiao family from the Demon Sect."

Ji Lingyu said lightly: "I wish Fellow Daoist Murong and Fellow Daoist Shangguan to show their might and annihilate the demon sect Xiaoxiao. Since I am not a disciple of Elder Dongfang, I will not join in the fun. I am still injured and say goodbye!" After that, he went to the third floor. Go to the attic.

Murong Jie said loudly: "Junior Brother Ji, Junior Sister Xiao is seriously injured!"

Ji Lingyu went to Bai Yuexi's third-floor attic without stopping.

"That attic is also owned by my Zang Xuefeng disciples!" Murong Jie said angrily with eyes blazing with anger.

Ji Lingyu turned around in front of Bai Yuexi's third-floor attic array formation.

His expression was extremely cold and he said word by word: "This is Yuexi's place. You are still a disciple of the inner sect of Yuqing Palace. Who dares to bully you?"

Turning around, he flashed the white jade pendant in his hand, opened the formation and disappeared into the three-story attic. After a while, the formation closed again and returned to its original state.

Murong Jie's face turned livid with anger. He closed the window with a bang and said loudly: "It's lawless. An inner disciple has no fear in front of a certain true disciple."

Shangguan Hong, who was sitting at the table, opened his eyes with a proud look on his face: "Only strength is real, what can you do with any status? This person has come back from the blood sea for more than five years. Yuqing Palace went to the blood sea for more than 20 years Only two people came back.”

Murong Jie's expression changed. He didn't know what he was thinking and suddenly said angrily: "How dare you not return to Hidden Xuefeng if you have some ability? Don't you take Master seriously?"

Shangguan Hong closed his eyes and looked indifferent: "If I were treated as an abandoned son, I'm afraid I wouldn't go back to that place."

Murong Jie's eyes widened: "Junior brother Shangguan, what do you mean by this?"

Shangguanhong stopped talking and closed his eyes to rest.