Cultivation of Immortality Begins from the Red Mansion

"The little girl is actually the Lord of the Seventh Palace of the Great Qin Dynasty, but she has taken her mother's surname of Feng. This is not to deceive fellow Taoists, but Feng Xiwu is her real name."

Although Ji Lingyu guessed that this girl had an extraordinary origin, he did not expect that she was the seventh princess of the Qin Dynasty and now the master of the first palace.

The system of the Great Qin Dynasty is also understood. The Royal Yuanying monks surnamed Ying have no interest in the affairs of the dynasty. Now the emperor is a peak Jindan monk.

But they generally don’t care about worldly things, and only care about the affairs of the Ying family’s immortal cultivators. The talented and outstanding among the early and middle Jindan cultivators of the Ying family command the ten major palaces, but most of them are empty shelves. Although they can recruit casual cultivators, most of them are also large-scale. The disciples usually stay in the sect and are not in the imperial city of the Ying family.

Only the grand event in Zhongdu Imperial City that happens once in a century will come together to open the secret realm of the Qin Dynasty royal family.

First of all, each palace owner can find monks to participate in the competition in the Zhongdu Imperial City. The top five winners can enter the royal secret realm together. This is a tacit agreement with the major sects, and the Ying family’s secret realm must be shared with the major sects.

Ji Lingyu thought of this and said, "In that case, Fellow Daoist Feng, forget it, let's call him Seventh Young Master!"

"Seventh Young Master, do you want to test your strength so that you can participate in the competition in the prosperous era of Zhongdu Imperial City? But as far as I know, isn't it only the middle stage of the Golden Core that you can be sure of? Why would fellow Taoist consider this?"

Xiaoyaomeng was impatient at this time and said first: "This is not easy. You can choose multiple people to compete. As long as one person persists to the end, he will win!"

The Seventh Young Master looked very serious at this time: "It's not that simple. It mainly depends on talent. First of all, if you are not talented enough, you will not have the opportunity to compete on the stage. At least you must be a cultivator of Tianlinggen. Mutated Spiritual Root is the best! This way, most of them can The monks have no chance, and secondly, they must be junior and middle-level Jindan monks and their age cannot exceed one hundred, which is even less."

Ji Lingyu asked in confusion: "Why is it such a rule?"

The Seventh Young Master paused for a moment and then said: "Because of this royal secret realm, the reason for entering here is to obtain inheritance. Then the best monks with the best talents must be selected, and only monks with unsolidified foundations in the Golden Core Realm have the opportunity to obtain inheritance. , the late-stage Jindan cultivators have already established a solid foundation."

"In that case, what kind of monk can get the inheritance?"

Ji Lingyu continued to ask.

The Seventh Young Master shook his head: "Once you enter the secret realm, no matter whether you can come out or not, you will not know where the monks went. Although some monks later returned to the sect, some said they obtained the inheritance, and some said they gained nothing, but no one knows the truth. Fake."

Ji Lingyu frowned: "So there's no way to know what the inheritance is?"

Xiaoyaomeng looked at Ji Lingyu at this time, with a look on his face that said, "I know what's going on."

"I know, my mother said, in fact, it mainly depends on the monks themselves. This ancient secret realm was not originally in our realm. The high-level monks guessed that it was a trial used by a mysterious sect in the outer space to test the disciples. place."

At this time, the Seventh Young Master continued: "It is indeed true. The ancestors occupied a weak node in this space and sealed it. Every hundred years when the space node is weak, ten golden elixir monks can enter."

Ji Lingyu pondered for a moment and said with a smile: "Thank you two Taoist friends for clarifying my doubts. I understand. This is indeed a great opportunity. You can't miss it. Of course I will try my best."

The Seventh Young Master smiled faintly: "You don't have to be polite, Taoist Master Ji. In fact, these are not secrets. You can find out with a little inquiry. Can you show me this secret magic light that gathers auras now?"

Ji Lingyu nodded and looked at the four celadon teacups on the table. The teapots were gone and there was no use keeping them.

He took another sip of Blood Spirit Wine and hung the gourd back on his waist.

He grabbed the four tea cups with his left hand and threw them into the air. He clenched the thumb of his right hand tightly, and the four fingers suddenly changed, and four blood-red meridians suddenly appeared.

He raised his hand and waved, and four finger-thick blood-red lights flashed out, with just enough power to smash four tea cups into pieces. There was just a flash of light, and the blood-red light disappeared without a trace, almost making people think that the dazzle had never appeared.

At this time, I just heard bang! boom! boom! boom! The sound was followed by the sound of debris falling to the ground.

Xiaoyaomeng stared blankly, and suddenly murmured: "Why does this blood-red light look like the shadow of the sword light in the sword technique?"

Ji Lingyu shook his head and said: "This is not a sword technique, but the invisible blood spirit light!"

The Seventh Young Master recovered from the shock. She slowly shook her head and said, "This must be the secret technique of the Blood Spirit Palace thief. That person can emit solid blood-red transparent awls and can track escapes. It is quite terrifying. . But Fellow Daoist Ji, although this is just an invisible blood-red light, it can still track the objects locked by the divine consciousness."

She stared at Ji Lingyu again, her eyes burning for a long time: "Fellow Daoist Ji is really talented. He has mastered such a secret technique in less than ten years. Can these four blood-red rays of light be combined into a solid transparent blood-red awl? And that Blood Spirit Palace There is no spiritual energy gathering in the Dantian of the thief's body, and the treasure light is looming, and this secret technique of fellow Taoist actually surpasses that of the middle-stage golden elixir monk who has been practicing for many years."

Ji Lingyu just said lightly: "This technique is quite suitable for me, so I can practice this secret technique so quickly."

The Seventh Young Master had an incomprehensible expression at this time: "My fellow Taoist has only practiced it superficially. Maybe this is really a sword technique. The little girl would like to congratulate my fellow Taoist for becoming a physically powerful sword cultivator."

Ji Lingyu's heart suddenly thought, is this Seventh Young Master so smart and astute?

With this little clue, she could actually guess that this secret technique would be a sword technique when it was completed?

If it were him, he wouldn't dare to think like this. He would be wary in his heart and remain calm on his face.

"Seventh Young Master, this is just an invisible light, how can it be a sword art? I am a swordsman who has mastered the art of swordsmanship. Now I am a lonely cultivator without even a magic weapon. How can I be a swordsman with the flying sword of my destiny?"

After speaking, he took off the Flame Soul Seizing Sword from his waist with his left hand and threw it on the table.

Xiaoyaomeng was quite disdainful at this time: "This spiritual sword can only be regarded as a good spiritual weapon. Now it is not fast enough to kill chickens."

Ji Lingyu said coldly: "Last time, the extremely arrogant Hongyun of Blood Spirit Hall was defeated by this spirit sword!"

Xiaoyaomeng was choked and speechless for a long time.

Her round face turned red: "Sneak attack from behind, the behavior of a villain! It's better to rely on my acting to attract him to attack with all his strength."

Ji Lingyu didn't bother to argue with her. He held the Flame Soul Seizing Sword in his left hand and hung it back on his waist.

The Seventh Young Master smiled at this time and said: "Magic weapon is nothing. If Taoist Fellow Ji can really win the ranking, in addition to the reward of the imperial city competition, the little girl can also give Fellow Daoist an ancient treasure flying sword! It is just suitable for Fellow Daoist with such deep magical power. A monk with strong spiritual consciousness.”

"An ancient treasure?"

Xiaoyaomeng saw that Ji Lingyu didn't know about ancient treasures at this time, and laughed and said: "Thankfully you are still a golden elixir monk. You don't know about ancient treasures, so there are still spiritual treasures!"

The Seventh Young Master smiled and explained: "An ancient treasure is something that has been passed down from ancient times and is at least the quality of a magic weapon. It cannot be put into a storage bag and has great power. As for the spiritual treasure, it is a spiritual thing naturally generated by the laws of heaven and earth. The master will be chosen by chance. It is something that cannot be met or sought, but there are also acquired spiritual treasures, but in fact they are just imitations of innate spiritual treasures!"