Cultivation of Immortality Begins from the Red Mansion

"The time is up, all fellow Taoists can declare their master's name and take on the challenge!"

However, after the high-pitched and sonorous voice of Emperor Qin from high in the sky, the surroundings of the square were extremely silent, and no one left.

On the other hand, many monks looked with deep eyes, looking expectantly at the movement of other monks on the high platform around them, but after a while, most of them were extremely disappointed.

Ji Lingyu closed her eyes tightly and stopped paying attention to other things. Now it seemed that there was no other way.

Half an hour later, the Emperor of Qin, dressed in black, said with a loud voice: "In the fourth round of the Imperial City Conference, Qi Fei of the Imperial City Conference won, and fellow Taoist disciples can leave. Half an hour later, the final round of the Imperial City Conference arena competition began. !”

At this time, the yellow giant in the field disappeared without a trace, and the tall and thin young man in purple robe jumped out of the gray light screen and headed towards the northwest high platform.

At this time, noisy discussions started again on the high platforms in the surrounding squares. Congratulations and congratulations were heard from the Royal Puppet Gate. Several Nascent Soul monks were chatting happily with the purple-robed old man.

Mrs. Xiaoyao frowned, not knowing what she was thinking.

The Lord of the Seventh Palace looked at Ji Lingyu with an inexplicable expression, not knowing what he was thinking.

Ji Lingyu seemed to be in trance, standing motionless at the edge of the high platform with his eyes closed.

……

Half an hour later.

"The fifth round of the Imperial City Conference has begun. All fellow Taoists can report their names as masters and step down to accept the challenges of other fellow Taoists! This round is the last round. Fellow Taoists, please seize the opportunity."

As soon as the Emperor of Qin, who was outside the gray light curtain, spoke, a red-robed figure escaped into the arena wrapped in the light of blood-red flames.

At this time, almost at the same time, there was a golden elixir in the middle stage. The figure of the white-robed woman flashed and flew into the arena.

The two sides stand in the sky, one to the west and the other to the east, without giving in to each other.

At this time, the Emperor of Qin above said loudly: "Both of you have announced your master's name. Whoever wins will accept the challenge of the next fellow Taoist!"

The young man in red robe said expressionlessly: "Xiaoyao Sword Sect, Ji Lingyu!"

The tall woman in white robe with a cold face said: "Sanqingmen, Qingheng!"

Ji Lingyu frowned, but disappeared without a trace in an instant.

In his left hand, he held a long, flaming flying sword with bright red light in his hand, and said in a cold voice: "This fellow Taoist from the Sanqing Sect had better retreat. This is an ancient treasure flying sword!"

The woman in white robe frowned, her expression changed, but in an instant she said firmly: "Even if it is really an ancient flying sword, I have no choice but to..."

But at this moment, the words were not finished.

He saw the flaming red flying sword in the left hand of the red-robed young man who was about ten miles away, turning into a flaming red phoenix light about a foot long. The powerful and dazzling aura was accompanied by the sharp and high-pitched phoenix roar.

In just this moment, she arrived in front of her. The woman in white robe had a horrified look on her face, and the white aura shining all over her body was about to fly out, but the space around her suddenly became stagnant.

At this moment, the flaming red phoenix ray of light regarded the white aura of his body as if it were nothing. It penetrated through the dantian on his abdomen and came out from behind, bringing out a bright red blood mist.

"Uh!"

The woman let out a low sound in her throat, and a white light group rushed out from her head, heading east beyond the gray light curtain.

At this time, the young man in red robe dodged out half a foot away, and a blood-red flame shot out from his right hand, swallowing up the white light ball.

The white ball of light disappeared without any struggle. The young man in red robe withdrew the blood-red flames with his right hand and disappeared.

At this time, there was only a "Bang!" sound, and the body of the tall woman in white robe fell to the ground in the square. The blood hole in her back was spitting out bright red blood, dyeing the white Taoist robe red.

"Xiaoyao Sword Sect, Ji Lingyu wins! Fellow Taoist, you can adjust your breath for half an hour. Fellow Taoists, please wait a moment."

Ji Lingyu stood in the air, holding the Fire Phoenix Phoenix Feather Sword in his left hand that was still dripping with bright red blood beads. His face was cold, his sword eyebrows were sharp and his eyes were slightly closed.

After a moment of silence, the surrounding square was in an uproar, with endless conversations and discussions.

"Why did this man kill that woman like this? His soul was not spared!"

"How come this man in red robe is from the Xiaoyao Sword Sect? He is a body-training practitioner with blood path and demonic fire. Shouldn't he be a monk from the Blood Demon Sect?"

"The ancient treasure flying sword! It's so sharp, the Sanqing Sect woman was pierced by the sword before she had time to defend herself! She couldn't even use the escape technique!"

……

At this time, the high platform in the east was also buzzing with discussions and extremely noisy. On the high platform of Sanqingmen, a group of Jindan monks were filled with indignation and cursed loudly.

"Senior Sister Qingheng was actually killed so brutally by that thief, even the soul was spared."

"How can this person be a monk from the Xiaoyao Sword Sect? He is clearly a monk from the Blood Demon Sect. This must be a trick of the Blood Demon Sect!"

"quiet!"

A woman's high-pitched voice made everyone in Sanqingmen lower their heads.

At this time, a tall woman in white robes among the stone chairs in the middle suddenly stood up, glanced at the young man in red robes, and then flew up in an instant, heading towards the teleportation formation on the east mountain peak!

All the Jindan monks from the Sanqing Sect looked at each other, but they also followed closely. At this time, a woman in white took a deep look at the square, then quickly flew away in the air. It was Lin Qingyi.

The young man in white clothes with a blue sword on his back looked back at the tall woman in blue clothes on the high platform next to him, sighed, and flew to catch up with the figures in white clothes in front of him.

At this time, there was only one man and one woman on the high platform, surrounded by a white light curtain. Inside, the tall woman in blue was arguing with the middle-aged man in white on the stone chair behind her.

"You are not allowed to see him!"

The middle-aged man in white looked cold and his tone was decisive.

"Why is daddy like this? My daughter hasn't seen him for decades. Now she finally sees him so heroic in this imperial city meeting. My daughter is very happy. She can't wait to see him. This scoundrel can't wait to see him after so many years. If you don’t know, come to Taiqing Palace to find me..."

There were tears in the eyes of the woman in blue, almost ready to fall.

The middle-aged man in white had a look of helplessness on his face, and said in a gentle voice: "My dear daughter, you haven't seen that he killed the Sanqing Sect monks with one sword, and now he has the Blood Path Flame Magic Skill, which will definitely attract the attention of the Blood Demon Sect. Let's No one in Shangqing Palace can be offended!"

Then he said with a solemn expression: "If they knew about your relationship, your old dad would still want to live a few more years!"

The woman in blue frowned, then stamped her foot and said, "But I miss my daughter so much! Daddy must have a way, right?"

"Alas! Sooner or later I will be mad at you. Qingxue, you are also a Jindan cultivator. It seems that you want to get married and you can't keep him!"

The woman in blue said coquettishly: "No way, daddy, don't talk nonsense, he just saved his daughter..."

The middle-aged man in white stared at the daughter in front of him with sharp eyes. Seeing that she was so guilty and secretive, she had her own little thoughts. She was no longer like when she was a child, telling him everything.

He hesitated to speak and shook his head helplessly.

He sighed for a long time and said: "Then you are not allowed to run to see him privately. If you are disobedient, your father will take it out on that boy. Don't feel sorry for him then. This boy has no conscience. He has not come to see you for so long. !”

"Yeah! All daughters obey their fathers!"