Cultivation of Immortality Begins from the Red Mansion

As soon as Ji Lingyu entered the main hall of the Seventh Young Master, he saw several monks already in the side hall, including the Seventh Young Master, Wu Shan, and a young man in white with an arrogant face.

This person's age and appearance appear to be less than twenty years old, but he is already a golden elixir monk, but he seems to have just made a breakthrough, and his realm is still a bit unstable.

Several people were standing in the hall, and Mrs. Xiaoyao, who was gorgeous and moving in white palace clothes, sat at the head.

He quickly looked away, lowering his head and not daring to look further. He quickly entered and knelt down to worship.

"Disciple Ji Lingyu, I have met my master's wife!"

"Well! Get up. Now is the time to follow me to Tianzi Peak to attend the Imperial City Conference."

The beautiful middle-aged woman only responded lightly, without introducing the young man's origins, and then stood up and walked to the back hall.

Ji Lingyu stood up quickly.

The Seventh Young Master said at this time: "Mrs. Xiaoyao, this junior will lead the way."

Seeing that the middle-aged beautiful woman had no objection, she hurriedly walked a few steps towards the back hall.

Everyone followed Mrs. Xiaoyao and followed the Seventh Young Master to the back hall. Ji Lingyu looked at the young man in white from the corner of his eye as he walked.

He was seen wearing white brocade clothes, with a simple sword-shaped emblem on his chest, and a white three-foot long sword at his waist, exuding a sharp cold light.

"Is this person a disciple of the Xiaoyao Sword Sect? Wu Shan also has this emblem on his chest, but I didn't notice it before."

After thinking about this, they saw everyone coming to a black hall, with a black teleportation array in the middle. At this time, the light was bright and had been activated. Next to it, two old men with late Jindan cultivation standing respectfully.

The Seventh Young Master said: "Senior, let's go in!"

Mrs. Xiaoyao didn't say anything, but she had already stepped in. Everyone saw this and flew in. Ji Lingyu stayed close to the seventh master's side, holding the black token in his right hand, using secret luck skills to protect his mind.

I don’t know how far this teleportation array will teleport, so we can’t be careless.

The seventh young master next to him had his eyes closed tightly, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

With a flash of white light, everyone on the black teleportation array disappeared without a trace.

As soon as Ji Lingyu recovered from the teleportation dizziness, his sharp eyes suddenly opened. Seeing the dazzling white light all around, he couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly. After a few breaths, the white light of the teleportation array disappeared without a trace.

Seeing that there are three black stone walls here, there is only a few dozen feet of space. There is a bright light in the quite open place ahead, but it doesn't feel that dark at all.

Mrs. Xiaoyao took the lead to go forward, and he quickly followed. After walking out of the stone wall, he found himself in a cave in the belly of the mountainside.

Glancing around, you can see towering black peaks forming a circle, with a valley dozens of miles in diameter in the middle.

The bare black rock peaks are without any vegetation, and the surrounding rocks are also jagged and strangely shaped.

The valley below is quite flat, with many black buildings.

At this time, Mrs. Xiaoyao flew away to the west of the valley. Ji Lingyu flew to catch up with her. With blood-red flames in her sharp eyebrows, she looked at the huge square in the valley below.

This square with a radius of more than ten kilometers was shrouded in a gray forbidden light curtain, and there was nothing in the space that was thousands of feet high.

The square is surrounded by a circle of hundreds of feet of black rock platform, one every few miles.

There is a large black stone chair above, which can accommodate several people. There is also a long black table in front, and there are two full plates of spiritual fruits on it.

Mrs. Xiaoyao stopped on a high platform to the west, turned around and sat in a stone chair.

The Seventh Young Master and others also flew up to the high platform. Ji Lingyu was standing on the left of the Seventh Young Master, a few feet away, while Wu Shan and the young man in white stood on the right.

As soon as everyone stood still, an old man's deep voice came from a high platform on the left.

"Mrs. Xiaoyao is a little late. I have been waiting for a long time."

"Old Ghost Qi, why is it you again this time? Is there no one in the Yupuppet Sect?"

"How come Mrs. Xiaoyao is still so unkind after more than a hundred years? You and I are both from a family of immortal cultivators in Liangzhou. Liangzhou is desolate and remote and lacks resources. We are weak in this great sect of good and evil, and we should be together. Zhicai, Master Xiaoyao Sword and my ancestor have been friends for hundreds of years."

Mrs. Xiaoyao didn't reply, her eyes closed slightly, and she no longer paid attention to this person.

Ji Lingyu looked resolute, with sharp eyebrows and sharp eyes looking forward, but looking to the left out of the corner of his eye.

In a stone chair on a high platform more than a mile away, an old man in purple sighed helplessly and turned his head away, no longer looking at Mrs. Xiaoyao.

Behind him, standing on the left and right, were more than a dozen junior and middle Jindan monks, all dressed in purple robes, both male and female.

"This is another major sect in Liangzhou, the Yupuppet Sect, which belongs to the Demon Sect. It doesn't look like a Demon Sect monk at all, but don't be fooled by its appearance."

"This puppet technique has always been quite mysterious. Could it be that Qi Lin who met on Huoling Island and later the great elder of the Qi family were all from this branch of the Qi family in Liangzhou?"

Ji Lingyu was wary. He knew very little about the puppetry skills of this puppet master. It would be best not to fight against anyone from this sect when the competition begins.

At this time, he looked around the stone platforms and saw Youyue's figure on the stone platform due north. At this time, she was wearing a pink robe and a pink gauze covering half of her face. Her heroic eyes were looking forward, her face expressionless. expression. Her graceful and slender figure stands out among the women of the Flower God Palace, eclipsing the others.

Sitting on the stone chair in the center was a slender woman shrouded in a red robe. She had a plump and charming figure, her whole body was wrapped tightly, and her pair of pink pupils were so deep that her face could not be seen clearly.

"This is Master Youyue, a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul."

Ji Lingyu looked to the side again and frowned when he saw a tall, white-haired woman on the stone platform a few steps away.

"Is this woman the envoy of the Demon God Palace? She looks like a ruthless person who is determined to kill. Looking at Youyue like this, it seems that there is a lot of hatred."

This woman stood at the front of a group of young men and women in white, turning her head to look at You Yue with the cold light in her eyes almost uncontrollable.

Ji Lingyu looked at the stone chair on the high platform again and saw a middle-aged man in white standing solemnly with his head held high. This man has a square appearance, thick eyebrows and big eyes.

"This man is the Nascent Soul cultivator from the Demon God Palace. He looks ordinary. Compared with the suave, handsome and handsome men from the big sects, he is two extremes."

Ji Lingyu shook his head. He couldn't tell anything just by looking at his face. He just had a rough understanding of the various sects.

He then looked to the southeast and saw that most of the Sanqing Sect were dressed in white, while most of the Blood Demon Sect were all dressed in black, which was quite distinctive and easily recognizable.

"The ones covered in red robes are the monks of the Blood Spirit Palace. Are the group of monks in blue robes not far away from them the Spirit Talisman Sect?"

On a high platform, I saw Shangguan Hong, who looked proud and had his eyes closed. At this time, he was dressed in white and handsome, but the monks around him were far away.

Ji Lingyu finally looked at the high platform in the south, but frowned. There were old Taoists with immortal style, an old woman with a ferocious face, and a charming woman in strange clothes and almost naked body. Breath, a monk on a huge spiritual beast several hundred feet tall.

"There are countless immortal mountains and spiritual lands in the hundreds of thousands of mountains in southern Xinjiang. The neighboring Yunzhou is the most powerful region in the mainland of China, and its immortal cultivating sects are also extremely mixed, both good and evil. I don't know how they can live in harmony. "