Cultivation of Immortality Begins from the Red Mansion

The large shops in the inner city square were crowded with people at this time, monks were coming in and out, and golden elixir monks were everywhere.

As the grand event in the imperial city approaches, high-level monks have also gathered here.

Ji Lingyu stood in the inner city square and looked around.

Teams of black-armored guards were passing by at this time. The leaders at this time actually had early stages of Jindan cultivation, but most of them were middle-aged and stable.

"It seems that in order to hold a grand event, the Ying family of the royal family has revealed a lot of their family background. Even the patrol guards have been replaced by Jindan monks. When they entered and exited the inner city just now, they were also inspected very strictly. As a great monk of the Xiaoyao Sword Sect, The direct disciple is like this. It seems that he wants to take this opportunity to fish in the troubled waters of Zhongdu Imperial City and see if he has real skills. This is much safer."

Ji Lingyu thought so and wanted to go back to the inn. At this time, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure from the corner of his eye.

At the door of a dozen-story attic called Qingdan Pavilion, a figure of a woman in green clothes flashed past.

"Shangguanyun! Why is she here too?"

Seeing him entering the Qingdan Pavilion store, Ji Lingyu shook his head. It had nothing to do with him. As a big family in the East China Sea, it was normal for the Shangguan family to come to this grand event in the imperial city.

At this time, a voice sounded from my ears.

"This benefactor is so polite, old man Xuanhui, dare I ask the benefactor's name?"

Ji Lingyu turned around in confusion and saw a monk with white eyebrows looking at him with a smile more than ten feet away.

This monk could not see through the state of cultivation. He was slightly fat and had a kind face. He was dressed in earthy yellow robes and had a Zen staff over one foot long in his right hand, emitting golden light.

"Master is calling me?"

"Amitabha! Exactly! It is fate that the donor and I met in this vast sea of ​​people. I, Xuanhui, dare to ask the donor's name?"

Ji Lingyu frowned and said, "I still have something important to do. Master, please help yourself."

"The donor has a predestined relationship with the Buddha, why is he running away like this?"

Ji Lingyu just turned around and was about to leave when he heard what the monk Xuanhui said.

He was extremely vigilant, but he didn't bother to pay attention to it, and went straight to the inn quickly.

"Hey! Donor, the cycle of cause and effect has arrived..."

The young man in red had already gone far away and disappeared into the crowd of monks. I don’t know if he heard him.

Ji Lingyu returned to the Tianzihao room of the inn and sat at the table, still thinking about what had just happened.

"Although there are many temples in mainland China, I have never heard of any sect establishing a sect for cultivating immortality established by monks. Can this kind of Buddhism be practiced as well?"

I couldn't figure it out for a long time, and then I remembered that Shangguan Yun had also come here, so besides Lin Qingyi, were there any other people Donghai knew who came to the imperial city.

"There must be monks from the Blood Demon Sect and the Sanqing Sect with extraordinary golden elixir talents coming to participate in the Imperial City Conference. I just wonder if there will be monks from the Demon Flame Palace and the Demon Spirit Palace coming here as well. What about the Yuqing Palace and the Taiqing Palace?"

Ji Lingyu shook his head, put aside these thoughts, glanced at the brightly shining array restriction at the door, got up and went to the bed in the inner room.

Sitting cross-legged, he reached into his arms with his right hand and took out a white jade bottle.

"Now it is better to speed up the recovery of the injury, and use the Ten Thousand Years Fire Spirit Liquid to make a breakthrough. If you become a middle-stage Jindan monk, the competition in the Imperial City Tournament and the trip to the Royal Secret Realm will be much easier."

The young man in red swallowed a Peiyuan Pill refined by a fifth-level fire-type demon beast in the jade bottle, but then frowned and remembered that there was a sixth-level fire-type demon pill in Jin Kui's storage bag. And the sixth-level gold demon elixir that Huang Yuanfeng exchanged for him.

"It won't be too late to refine these into Yuan-Pui Dan after the injuries have recovered. I think the effectiveness of the sixth-level demon elixir is far beyond that of the fifth-level demon elixir."

The right hand of the young man in red suddenly changed, and another white jade bottle appeared. He opened it and poured a drop of fiery red liquid into his mouth.

He quickly gathered his mind, crossed his legs and entered meditation, closed his eyes tightly, and began to meditate.

At this time, this drop of fiery red liquid had also merged into the Dantian, and soon the young man in red had golden skin all over his body, and red mist was steaming from his pores.

The entire inner room with a radius of dozens of feet was filled with hot red mist. After a while, the sky-sized room connected to the outer room was filled with red mist.

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Three years later.

On top of a teahouse next to the inner city square of the imperial capital, in the noisy top-floor teahouse, all kinds of golden elixir monks gathered in groups.

This top-notch teahouse opened by the Ying family's royal family only allows high-level monks above the Golden Core to enter on the top floor.

Therefore, it became a gathering place for Jindan monks, and dozens of monks dressed in different costumes often gathered here.

Most of them were young monks from major sects dressed in uniform, and there were also some lone rangers, covering their bodies and sitting in the corner, drinking spiritual tea alone.

At this time, a handsome young man shrouded in red robes was sitting by the window. He seemed completely unable to hear the voices of the monks around him. He was staring intently at the crowded inner city square outside the window.

The cold pot of spiritual tea on the mahogany table in front of me seems to have not been touched. In this top-notch tea room with flowing spiritual stones, a pot of such fourth-level spiritual tea costs dozens of high-grade spiritual stones. It is such a waste of luxury. It seems commonplace for monks to be around.

Looking to the side, there was a group of four or five young men and women in white sitting together. The table was filled with a dazzling array of rare spiritual objects, crystal clear high-end spiritual fruits, and spiritual tea and spiritual wine.

They talked loudly and drank freely. He didn't care at all that this table cost thousands of high-grade spiritual stones. Even if ordinary Jindan monks spent all their net worth, they probably wouldn't be able to match it. They were really wealthy.

Ji Lingyu was still staring out the window, but he was thinking about his cultivation in the past few years.

It took more than a year to completely recover from the injury. Although the original spiritual power of the golden elixir was exhausted, fortunately, the foundation was not damaged, and there was nothing else to worry about.

But it took a lot of effort to refine the sixth-level demon elixir as the main ingredient, the Peiyuan Dan, but it didn't have much effect, and the Ten Thousand Years Fire Spirit Liquid could only be refined and absorbed little by little. Now I am still an early stage golden elixir cultivator, and I can't help but Somewhat depressed.

"Why is it so easy for Ling'er to advance? It's my turn, and I have so many heaven-defying spiritual objects, but I'm still stuck at the bottleneck of the early stage of the golden elixir. Is it possible that ordinary golden elixir monks can't make progress for hundreds of years in their lifetime?"

Just as Ji Lingyu was thinking this, his consciousness detected someone sitting across from him and he quickly turned around to look.

But he saw that it was Shangguan Yun who was wearing blue Taoist attire.

He has not changed his body shape and appearance now, and is only covered by his red robe. He is not surprised to be recognized by this woman.

"I saw Fellow Daoist Jia at the door of this teahouse from a distance. Fellow Daoist Daoist being so alone is incompatible with the bustling scene here!"

Ji Lingyu smiled faintly, and looked at the woman opposite him with sharp eyebrows. He saw that she still looked the same as when he first broke through the golden elixir decades ago. She was dressed in a simple Tsing Yi Taoist robe, without any other modifications, but with a hint of sadness between her eyebrows. .