Cultivation of Immortality Begins from the Red Mansion

The man in green clothes in the field is independent in the sky.

At this time, the middle-aged man in black outside the gray light curtain above said loudly: "Heaven is one way, Qing Yisheng! Do fellow Taoists need to adjust their breath?"

"No need!"

The man in green clothes closed his eyes slightly and his voice was calm.

"Fellow Taoists, please come down and challenge! No one has appeared for half a quarter of an hour, so the first round of competition in the arena will be won by fellow Taoists Tian Dao Qing."

The whole place was silent, and no one responded for a long time.

Another moment passed, but no one came down to challenge.

The middle-aged man in black laughed and said: "Then the first winner of this Imperial City Conference is Tian Yiyi and Qing Yi!"

After a pause, he added: "Friend Qingdao can leave and rest. The next round of the arena will start in half an hour!"

When Ji Lingyu saw the man in green flying towards the southwest high platform, he no longer paid attention. At this time, he saw several women in black who were in the early stages of the Golden Elixir gathering the corpses in the field, and frowned.

There is still Feng Xingyun's physical body there. Although the white sword has been broken, the storage bags and other storage spaces are still intact.

Just as he was about to say something, he saw the Seventh Young Master and Mrs. Xiaoyao, whose expression was normal and showed no reaction, so she also stood aside.

Not long after, during the intermission, a woman in black flew up to the high platform and said respectfully: "Senior Xiaoyao, this is the lost item and body of fellow Taoist Feng of Guizong!"

Mrs. Xiaoyao sighed, took the black storage bag offered by the woman with one hand, put it into her sleeves, and said no more.

Ji Lingyu and the Seventh Young Master just stood aside, not squinting.

Seeing this, the woman in black took a few steps back respectfully and flew away.

At this time, the Seventh Young Master said: "Although fellow Daoist Feng's body has been destroyed, his soul is still there. After this incident, he must have become more stable in the future and will no longer be so impatient and rash."

"Everyone has his or her own fate, and a sect cannot plan everything for its disciples. The path to the world of immortality is taken step by step by oneself. It is all up to oneself to reach the realm that one can reach. It's just like a large sect monk." I just went out to practice when I was in the golden elixir stage, so my starting point is just a lot higher.”

After Mrs. Xiaoyao said this, she looked at Ji Lingyu and said: "Lingyu, you have to be careful about the people in Yunzhou and Cangzhou later. You are the only one in Xiaoyao Sword Sect this time. Whether you win the ranking or not, you can do your best." "My life must be saved, otherwise Meng'er will have to settle the score with me."

Ji Lingyu saluted respectfully and said, "Thank you, Master, for your teachings. Disciples should act with caution."

Then he asked doubtfully: "Why did Junior Sister Xiaoyao go back to Liangzhou Mountain Gate? It's a pity to miss such a grand event."

Mrs. Xiaoyao looked incomprehensible and stared at Ji Lingyu for a long time with her beautiful eyes.

"This girl Meng'er has been restless in her cultivation. Lingyu, as a senior brother, you should give her a few words of advice. She came to me and cried and complained that I was spoiling her. After scolding her, she went back to the Liangzhou sect. ”

Ji Lingyu's expression froze and he was speechless, but he still knelt down and said: "Unexpectedly, it's because of the disciples. Junior Sister Xiaoyao must be very sad, and Master..."

Before she finished speaking, Mrs. Xiaoyao waved her hand and said: "Don't pay attention to her, she just feels bored and has no one to play with her. You can just go back to the sect and coax her later. Her father has been in seclusion for many years now, so Let her stay alone in the sect and think about it."

Ji Lingyu was stunned and blurted out: "Coax her?"

The beautiful woman in white palace attire above heard the words and her eyes narrowed.

"What? As a senior brother, you shouldn't coax her when you make her angry? Who promised me to take care of her for the rest of her life?"

Ji Lingyu laid her head on the black stone platform and said without a moment's hesitation: "Master, please calm down. This disciple does not mean this. Of course I will keep my promise in mind, but I have always been an ascetic cultivator. I am afraid that Junior Sister Xiaoyao will find it boring. Now... …”

At this time, the Seventh Young Master said: "Young Taoist Ji must have never had much dealings with women, and Sister Xiaoyao probably didn't pay much attention to this. After returning from the secret realm of the Imperial City some time later, the little girl went to Liangzhou to play with Sister Xiaoyao. She must be extremely happy, so..."

Ji Lingyu just knelt on his knees and remained silent.

Mrs. Xiaoyao glanced down at him slightly at this time.

"Forget it, get up. Girl Feng has spoken for you like this, how can I still be so unkind?"

Ji Lingyu stood up quickly, but still stood aside with his head bowed respectfully.

Mrs. Xiaoyao shook her head again when she saw this.

Looking at the Seventh Young Master, he said: "Girl Feng, you have made up your mind to go to the secret realm of the royal family this time, and I will not stop you. Lingyu is only in the early stage of the golden elixir. If he ignores his own safety, it will be extremely dangerous, regardless of your private promises. You can’t force anything, do you understand?”

The Seventh Young Master had a solemn expression and his bright eyes were extremely firm.

"The little girl has already had a premonition. Fellow Daoist Ji's life is not in danger. Moreover, the little girl believes that Fellow Daoist Ji is very powerful and will definitely win in the ring."

Mrs. Xiaoyao's beautiful eyes looked at Ji Lingyu again, and she saw him standing with his head bowed respectfully, but said nothing.

"Okay! Okay! Lingyu thought you were mature and stable, but he didn't expect you to be so mature now. That's fine! I don't care anymore. You can do whatever you want. You have to walk your own path after all."

"This disciple is safe for his own safety. Master, please rest assured!"

Mrs. Xiaoyao had closed her eyes and said nothing, and Ji Lingyu had no choice but to turn around and look forward.

At this moment, Yukong, a middle-aged man in black standing outside the gray light screen, said loudly: "The second round of the arena competition has begun. Fellow Taoists can report their sect names and accept the challenge."

At this moment, a thin young man in yellow brocade clothes was seen flying in very quickly. Seeing this, several figures around the square who were eager to try had to retreat to the high platform.

The young man in yellow said with a smile: "Fellow Taoists, I agree, let me show you first. Our Huangji Sect is just a small sect in southern Xinjiang. This time, I just wanted to see the peerless sword style of our fellow Taoist Qing. I can’t bear it... I have no intention of competing for rankings, but I hope all fellow Taoists..."

"There is so much nonsense in this long-winded talk. Let's have a fight with me first."

A red-haired man leapt into the arena from the southwest high platform with a loud voice.

The middle-aged man in black clothes said: "You two have announced your names and we can start!"

The red-haired man laughed and said: "I am the Thirty-sixth Cave in the Southwest Miao Territory, the Giant Sword Gate of Liuyun Mountain, and I am known as Chiyunzi!"

The young man in yellow clothes said with some embarrassment: "I'm at Yunlan, Huangjimen, Xianan Xinjiang!"

"Hehe! With your small body, I'm afraid if you can't take a certain sword, you'll be beaten flat. You'd better get down quickly!"

The red-haired man was holding a broad yellow giant sword half a foot long in both hands. He couldn't help laughing when he saw the young man in yellow across from him announcing his name.

The young man in yellow glared angrily at the red-haired man in the air about ten miles away.

"Your Excellency is so rough that it's hard for you to be elegant. It's better to retreat quickly. I don't even bother to fight with you!"

In this scene, the two middle-stage golden elixir monks started to ridicule each other.

The monks around the square were talking a lot at this time.

"Two barbarians from southern Xinjiang. I want to watch the monks from the big sects fight. If you two don't start fighting, then get off quickly!"

"That's right! Isn't this competition in the Imperial City just relying on words?"

There was a burst of laughter all around, changing the silence from the first battle.