Cultivation of Immortality Begins from the Red Mansion

The Tianzihao wing of this inn south of Zhongzhou Imperial City Square has not been opened for more than three years.

But the guests who live here have paid twenty years of rent, and no one bothers them.

On this day, the red light was still flickering in this wing. Sometimes the whole room was illuminated with a bright blood-red color, and sometimes the aura was violent and chaotic.

Sometimes they even groaned and roared incessantly, but all of this was blocked by the inn's isolation formation.

At this time, I heard a roar of "Ah!"

I saw a blood-red flame enveloping the young man in the inner room, and the bright blood-red light in the golden elixir in the dantian of his abdomen sucked in and shrank. Suddenly he opened his eyes and shouted.

The right hand pointed forward, and a blood-red light as thick as a finger shot out from the index finger.

"Boom!" The teapot on the wooden table in the outer room was smashed to pieces with a sound, and it was shot straight towards the formation restriction on the wooden wall of the front room.

Seeing this, Ji Lingyu quickly changed his magic skills and clenched his right index finger into a fist to withdraw the blood spirit light.

After adjusting his breath for a moment, he murmured for a long time.

"Such a power seems to be far inferior to that of the blood-red cone, but the blood-spirit divine light cone that condenses the entity consumes more, and the blood-spirit divine light that is emitted casually can emit a lot of light in an instant. road."

"Used to deal with Xiaoxiao, it can be said to be invincible, but if you face a powerful enemy with a cultivation level higher than your own, you can use all your strength to condense the physical blood spirit divine light fused with the Nine Netherworld Flames and kill him with one strike."

His expression changed again, and his body shape suddenly changed.

Transforming into two young men in red robes, their left hands also shined with blood-red light, and the two flaming soul-stealing swords flashed with red aura.

"This Nirvana clone is more powerful than the phantom clone. It has half of its own mana and can use various secret techniques, but it is just an illusory clone and has no entity."

"It seems that it is too difficult to have a real long-term physical clone in the golden elixir stage. As a body refining monk, I can't do it even if my spiritual consciousness is strong. It seems that other monks may have different spiritual consciousness and it will be difficult to condense the phantom clone. Unless there are spiritual beings from heaven and earth used to fuse distracting minds and act as entities..."

But he shook his head again, this was too difficult, and once the mind of the golden elixir stage soul was separated from the body, it would be consumed quickly, and even if there were powerful spiritual beings to support it, it would slowly die away.

Thinking of this, Ji Lingyu no longer clings to the matter of the physical clone. Now this Nirvana clone is enough.

As soon as his magic technique changed, the two young men in red robes blurred and transformed into four young men in red robes.

The flaming soul-stealing sword in his left hand flashed red.

"go with!"

Almost at the same time, the four flaming soul-stealing swords flashing with red light turned into four flaming firebirds and shot forward in a flash of light.

But at this moment, one of the young men in red robes suddenly frowned, his body changed and he fell straight on the bed.

There was a muffled sound of "Bang!"

At this moment, the other three young men in red robes all transformed into phantoms and disappeared.

In the distance, there was only a flaming soul-stealing sword that fell to the ground, roaring loudly.

After a while, the light dimmed and there was no movement.

It took a long time to see the young man in red robe sitting on the bed. He suddenly sat up and spit out a mouthful of dark blood.

But he didn't bother to wipe it, turned his hand and took out a white jade bottle, poured out a white elixir and swallowed it in one gulp.

He closed his eyes and meditated again and began to adjust his breathing.

After half a day.

Ji Lingyu opened his eyes, filled with frustration and helplessness.

"I didn't expect that activating the Nirvana clone with all my strength and transforming into one into four would be met with such a backlash. This moment consumes a huge amount of the original spiritual power of the golden elixir and it is not something that can be used casually. It seems that even if you escape at the critical moment, you can only transform into one clone."

“Fortunately, the origin of the golden elixir was not damaged, and it only takes a while to adjust the breath to recover.

……

"Sister Feng, we have arrived at the Imperial City of Zhongdu so quickly. Maybe that guy Ji Lingyu is still traveling in the dust. You must know that Jiangzhou is thousands of miles away from here. Let him be ruthless and unjust, Feng He doesn’t know how to be courteous to a beauty like my sister..."

Feng Xiwu, the Seventh Young Master, frowned with his slender dark eyebrows: "Sister Xiaoyao, I am the Seventh Young Master when I am away from home. And that person surnamed Ji, please stay away. This person is a master of blood-path body-refining techniques, and he has evil intentions and many tricks. Likes to sneak up from behind."

At this time, the two women were sitting cross-legged on a couch in a side room of a dark and dimly-lit ancient palace in the inner city of Zhongdu Imperial City.

Xiaoyaomeng was still wearing an elegant and lively white gauze dress, and her round and lovely face was full of smiles as she stared at the gorgeous and beautiful lady opposite.

The seventh young master across from him was no longer dressed in a neutral white dress, but was wearing a bright red palace dress.

The slender and straight black hair reaches to the waist, without any decoration, just hanging down naturally.

She has slender and shallow dark eyebrows and a pair of smart red phoenix eyes looking at the small table in front of the couch.

She has a long, narrow and straight nose with a hint of heroism, her fair and rosy cheeks are flawless, and her pink lips are slightly pursed.

The snow is white under the neck, and the turbulent waves reveal the ravine and abyss in the middle.

His slender white left hand was holding a black chess piece at the moment, his expression slightly wrinkled as if he was thinking about something.

Xiaoyao Meng seemed to be in a daze, staring blankly at the red and white part of the red figure opposite.

Feng Xiwu didn't mind either. He put down a black stone with his left hand. At this time, he picked up a white stone from the side with his right hand and paused in his hand, thinking about something.

It turns out that she is doing two things, playing chess with herself.

"Sister Feng, you are so beautiful, even more beautiful than my mother. Why do you have to dress up like a young master when you go out? Why don't you just go out like this and charm that lecherous Ji Lingyu to see if he will abandon us, this heartless guy. "

Feng Xiwu slightly raised his eyes to look at Xiaoyao Meng and saw her gnashing her teeth and cursing bitterly.

He showed a faint smile: "Sister Xiaoyao, why do you seem to have such a bitter hatred for that Ji Lingyu? Could it be that he has given up on you? You are so obsessed with him!"

Hearing this, Xiaoyaomeng's eyes widened and she yelled angrily: "Bah! This lustful and ruthless guy, when he showed that stupid and ugly look to my mother, I wish I could kill him with a sword, how can I have anything to do with him? involve."

Feng Xiwu stared at Xiaoyaomeng with a playful smile, seeming to have noticed something, but did not point it out.

His smile only grew stronger and he said: "Mrs. Xiaoyao is so charming and beautiful, which is rare in the world. It's normal for him to lose his temper when he suddenly saw her. Even I was deeply intoxicated by it and felt ashamed."

Then he said with a yearning look: "Master Xiaoyao Sword is a swordsman with unparalleled talent that has not appeared in thousands of years. Now he is a great monk of Xiaoyao Sword Sect. Sister Xiaoyao, you are really enviable to have such a family."

But his expression was dark, and he lowered his head and murmured: "It's not like I'm just an illegitimate daughter, and I can only take my mother's surname..."

Xiaoyao dreamed of the Seventh Young Master, who was so heroic outside, but felt sorry for himself in private.

She could only comfort her softly: "Sister Feng, my seventh palace master. You are my biological sister. From now on, my mother will be your mother, and my father will be you..."

Feng Xiwu laughed out loud: "No one would share it with my mother and father. I am not afraid that Mrs. Xiaoyao will find out and punish you with confinement. She is now in the Imperial City of Zhongdu!"

Hearing this, Xiaoyaomeng was like an eggplant beaten by frost, but he had an idea and took out a red jade pendant to create a magical light.

The red jade pendant actually flashed a bright red light, which dimmed again after a moment.

"Haha, I knew that bastard Ji Lingyu was here too, let's go and play with him."