Cultivation of Immortality Begins from the Red Mansion

Ji Lingyu smiled when he heard this and said: "Senior, don't try to emulate others' ambitions. Although the demon sect monks kill each other and survive, the ones who survive are indeed strong, but the true talents in the righteous path will not be buried. And the number is far more than that of the demon sect. , it’s just that everyone has their own plans and doesn’t work together, so they will be taken advantage of by the demon sect.”

When Mrs. Xiaoyao heard this, her eyes showed admiration: "You have clearly understood the struggle between good and evil in the East China Sea. In this case, I can feel relieved. Now a big thing is entrusted to you."

It's not surprising that Ji Lingyu seemed to have known something for a long time. He was not a fool. If nothing happened, which senior would give such advice to an unrelated and unfamiliar junior.

"But listen to senior's orders!"

"It's not a dangerous thing. The Central Capital Imperial City Conference will be held in the next twenty years. At that time, all kinds of geniuses will appear together. Meng'er also wants to see it, so how about you go along with her? You are not deeply involved in the world, so you have to take care of me."

Mrs. Xiaoyao seemed to be thinking a lot at this time, and she said lightly as she was not very interested.

Ji Lingyu agreed immediately: "This is not a big problem. Fairy Xiaoyao is also very cute. I happen to have the idea of ​​​​leaving this chaotic East China Sea to travel."

Mrs. Xiaoyao came to her senses at this time, took out a yellow token and threw it to Ji Lingyu.

"This is a token of the Xiaoyao Sword Sect. If you are in trouble, you can ask someone from the Xiaoyao Sword Sect for help. If there is anything else you need, please let me know. Mr. Ji, you have something to ask for today."

Ji Lingyu took it with one hand and looked at it. I don’t know what kind of material this big yellow token is made of. There is only the word "Xiaoyao" on it, but the depiction is simple, vigorous and powerful.

He put it in his arms and said with an embarrassed smile: "I can't hide anything from my senior. I need the elixir recipe to improve my cultivation at the golden elixir stage, and I also need a flying boat magic weapon for transportation."

Mrs. Xiaoyao pondered for a moment: "It's easy to fly a boat, but the elixir at the golden elixir stage is very troublesome. It requires high-level demon elixirs as the main elixir, and monks' golden elixirs are also used to refine elixirs. This is what the devil is good at. No elixir recipe is needed. , Peiyuan Dan is the elixir that can also be used by Golden Dan cultivators, but the effect is slow and poor."

Mrs. Xiaoyao frowned again, as if she had something difficult to do.

But when he turned his hand, a palm-sized flying boat with red light appeared in his hand, and he threw it to Ji Lingyu with one hand.

"This quality can be considered accomplished, and it also comes with a fourth-level defensive formation. Now it's easier for you. Okay, I'm tired, so you can step back. Remember that you have to come to Meng'er in more than ten years, she But I miss you so much."

Ji Lingyu caught the big red flying boat with one hand and put it into his sleeve without looking at it.

"I'm resigning. I should fulfill my promise."

Mrs. Xiaoyao closed her beautiful eyes and waved her white jade hands.

"Go!"

……

After half a year.

A hundred-foot-long red flying boat was flying over the East China Sea, which was more than a thousand feet high, heading towards the edge of the East China Sea in the north at an unhurried pace.

This flying boat has a bright red light, and the light can be clearly seen dozens of miles away.

At this time, in the only cabin on the boat, a young man in red robe was meditating with his eyes closed on the mahogany bed in the inner room.

This quaint space filled with mahogany furniture is about a few dozen feet in diameter and is divided into two rooms, the inner and outer, with a thick red bead curtain covering the middle.

Ji Lingyu was thinking about something at this time.

Now it seems that whether it is the Nirvana clone, the mysterious method of Taiyifenshenjutsu, or the secretive method of spiritual fire fusion such as the Soul Seizing Technique, it is impossible to achieve any results in a short time.

Then you have to be careful not to use the Nine Nether Flames to swallow the alien flames, otherwise it will cause serious trouble in the Dantian sooner or later.

Mrs. Xiaoyao is right. Once the foundation is damaged, even if it is repaired in the future, there will be hidden dangers. When the Nascent Soul is broken through, it will be drawn out and have a huge impact on herself.

Just as he was thinking of this, his spiritual consciousness noticed something abnormal in front of him.

Ji Lingyu opened his eyes as sharp as swords, stood up and walked out of the deck to look forward.

More than twenty miles ahead, a red python more than twenty feet long rushed out from a red island in the blue sea and headed straight for his airship high in the sky.

Ji Lingyu used his right hand to collect the red flying boat and hide it in his sleeve. This flying boat requires high-grade spiritual stones to operate the protective circle.

Nowadays, I am very short on spiritual stones. I only have more than a hundred high-grade spiritual stones, so I can't waste them here.

Then he looked at the red python below, which was about ten miles away, and saw that it was also a fifth-level monster.

Even so, Ji Lingyu did not take it lightly.

With a flash of blood-red light in his eyes, he activated the Nine Nether Flames and looked at the red island where the red python rushed out and looked carefully.

But he didn't find anything unusual, and he couldn't help but wonder. How could this fifth-level red python have the courage to attack him like this?

But he didn't have time to think too much. The twenty-foot-long red python was already in front of him. It opened its mouth more than one foot wide and spit out the crimson snake letter and pungent smell before swallowing it in his mouth.

Ji Lingyu was not in a hurry and did not release the Nine Nether Flames.

With enough time, he did a backflip and landed more than a hundred feet behind.

The red python followed up in an instant. At this time, a red vortex appeared in the big mouth that was longer than Ji Lingyu's body, and a huge suction force was swallowed up along with a nauseating stench.

Ji Lingyu frowned, closed his sense of smell, flashed his blood spirit wings behind him, and reached a few feet behind the tail of the snake's body. The flaming soul-stealing sword in his left hand shone brightly, turning into a blazing firebird light and hitting the red scales of the red python's tail. .

But bang! It popped open with a pop, and the red python's tail rolled up.

Ji Lingyu hurriedly used his strength to fly back more than a hundred feet, and when he looked closely, he saw that the red scale just now had fallen off, and only a palm-sized scale had fallen off.

The red python flashed red light, and another flesh-colored scale appeared in its place, but the color was light red.

He looked at the Fiery Soul Seizing Sword and shook his head. To fight against this thick-skinned and thick-skinned fifth-level red python, the methods used in the previous foundation-building stage were somewhat limited.

Neither the Blood Spirit Wings nor the flaming soul-stealing sword that had always done so much was of much use.

Now that I have sufficient defense means, my main means of attack, the Fiery Soul Seizing Sword, has to be replaced. Do I want to refine a natal flying sword?

But at this moment, the red python's head, which was more than one foot thick, turned back in an instant.

This time, he did not open his huge mouth to devour it, but rolled it over very quickly, trying to surround and wrap around the little red-robed figure.

Ji Lingyu relied on his extremely fast movement skills to avoid getting entangled with it. From time to time, he would dodge and strike out with a sword from the tail of the twenty-foot red snake, but he would not use all his strength.

Often just when the red python loses one or two dark red scales and curls its tail, it pulls back.

Half an hour passed like this, and there was a man and a snake in the sky thousands of feet away. You chased me and ran away, and I slashed you and rolled you up.

At this time, the young man in red robe was very free, his body movements were flexible, and his magic power was abundant, and it seemed that he did not consume anything at all.

But the fifth-level red python, which is more than twenty feet long, has hundreds of tender red scales on its tail.

Apparently these were all re-condensed after the original crimson scales fell off.