Cultivation of Immortality Begins from the Red Mansion

"The Master of the Seventh Palace is also preparing to go to the royal secret realm. Senior brother, I have nothing to prepare. I will just adapt to the situation when the time comes. Is it because of the reason I persuaded you to practice that day that you returned to Liangzhou Xiaoyao Sword Sect?"

Ji Lingyu put the transparent jade statue into a red storage bracelet, approached the bed, sat down and asked calmly.

Xiaoyaomeng lowered his head and said: "Senior brother is right, I should practice hard. I have been in seclusion at Piaomiao Peak for almost ten years, and there are already signs of breaking through to the middle stage of the golden elixir. I heard the old man in charge talk about you. If something goes wrong, stop practicing..."

Ji Lingyu nodded and said: "Junior sister Xiaoyao can understand. Monks should wholeheartedly follow the Tao, break through the shackles, travel between heaven and earth with a smile, visit great rivers and mountains, and see all kinds of exotic customs."

"One day, when I have achieved great success, I will have to go to the outer world, the sea, and even fly to the upper world to experience it, so that I will not live this life in vain."

Xiaoyaomeng's round eyes stared unblinkingly at this generous, heroic and heroic young man in red robe.

"I just hope that everyone can be happy together, that dad won't always be in seclusion, that mom won't always lecture me, and that my senior brothers will be reunited together instead of traveling around."

Speaking of this, the round-faced girl suddenly stared at Ji Lingyu and said, "Senior brother is going to the secret realm of the Imperial City this time. Will he return to Liangzhou Piaomiao Peak to see dad after he comes out?"

Ji Lingyu was speechless, and after a long time he said: "How can there be so many things that go well with one's wishes? Things often go against our wishes. It is common for monks to gather less and leave more. The way to practice is to forget one's feelings. If nothing happens, senior brother, of course he will return to Liangliang." Zhou Xiaoyao Sword Sect Mountain Gate will naturally have to pay a visit to the master."

Xiaoyaomeng said in a daze: "Senior brother, like father, both like to practice. My mother is often alone. What about fellow Taoist fellow senior brother? Is Yue Xi also alone?"

Ji Lingyu was a little surprised that she actually knew about Yue Xi, maybe Mrs. Xiaoyao told her.

He could only sigh helplessly and said: "Yue Xi is also a person who pursues the Dao. She and I have promised together to pursue the Dao wholeheartedly. If many years later, the Dao is successful and we ascend to the upper world together, it will be the most beautiful thing."

Xiaoyaomeng was speechless and lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Brother, I'm back!"

Seeing that she was in a low mood, Ji Lingyu slowly walked towards the entrance of the palace and shook his head. He had already said this and there was nothing more to say. It was fate to be a senior brother and sister.

The young man in red robe saw that the person had left and the gray forbidden light at the door lit up again, so he sat cross-legged, eyes slightly closed, running his skills, and began to meditate.

Cultivation is like sailing against the current. If you don't make progress, you will retreat. You can't relax at all. If you can calm down, you can practice with peace of mind. Maybe the next moment, the threat of enemies and opponents will come.

There is no such thing as a quiet time, but someone is carrying the load for you.

"Sister Feng, I'm going back to Liangzhou Piaomiao Peak."

"Sister Xiaoyao, why are you going back now that you've just arrived?"

In a black palace, on a bed covered by a black gauze barrier, there were the sounds of two women talking.

"No, the Imperial City Conference has ended, and my mother is also preparing to go back, so I can only go back together."

"Sister Xiaoyao, this time you came here, I didn't accompany you well, but you are leaving again. From now on, I will go back to the Feng Clan, and you are in Liangzhou again, thousands of miles apart, and I don't know when I can see you again. Meet."

Xiaoyao Meng laughed and said: "When Sister Feng becomes a Nascent Soul monk and has the body of a phoenix, she can soar above the nine heavens. If you want to dream about it then, you can reach this distance in one day."

"That guy Ji Lingyu is right. There are still benefits to practicing. When you become more capable, you can do whatever you want. I will also go back to practice in seclusion. When the time comes, I will become a Nascent Soul monk. Let's fly to the outer world to see it."

"Oh! It turns out it's him... No wonder you... That's good, let's make it a deal."

The dormitory became quiet, and no one spoke anymore.

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After the hustle and bustle of the Imperial City Conference and the gathering of monks, the Imperial City of Zhongdu was already quiet and much depressed.

More than ten years have passed since this meeting, and most of the high-level monks from the major sects have returned to the mountain gate, and the casual monks will not stay in this imperial city where spiritual energy is thin and spiritual objects are scarce.

The imperial city of Zhongdu has returned to its former tranquility. The mortals in the outer city gradually occupy the majority again, and most of the activities in the inner city square are carried out by foundation-building monks.

There are no longer the endless stream of Golden Elixir monks in the surrounding big shops, and there are mostly only a few high-level monks on the top floor of teahouses who have the leisure and elegance.

On this day, Ji Lingyu, shrouded in a white robe, appeared in the teahouse on the top floor of the Ying family where he was the only one. Although there was still the possibility of being secretly followed by the Demon Sect monks, he had to come.

At this time, the spiritual tea on the table had gone cold, but the person who was waiting still did not show up.

However, the young man in white robe could not be seen showing any impatience. He was still looking at the scenery outside the window leisurely, seeming to be quite fascinated.

A woman in blue robes turned around and sat opposite.

"Fellow Daoist Ji is very patient. Pindao was delayed for several hours on the way, making fellow Taoist wait for a long time."

Ji Lingyu turned around and smiled lightly and said: "Fairy Lin is also in the middle stage of the golden elixir, which is very gratifying. I wonder how Senior Tianxuan is doing?"

The woman in front of her is Lin Qingyi. At this time, she is still traveling in the Imperial City of Zhongdu and has not returned to the East China Sea. She does not know why.

Lin Qingyi's expression was indifferent and her face was slightly cold.

"Didn't Fellow Daoist Ji also break through to the middle stage of Golden Core? There's nothing to celebrate."

Then he changed the subject and said, "If you want to ask Daiyu or the others, just say so. Taoist friends are quite capable, have a complete set of children, and have a lot of confidants, but they are all left to Daiyu, and she can be free and easy on her own."

Ji Lingyu's expression became solemn and his voice became colder.

"What does fellow Taoist Qingxuan mean by this?"

Lin Qingyi said coldly: "What do you mean? Since my Taoist friend gave the family's little one to the Sanqing Sect, why did he kill Senior Sister Qingheng and not spare his soul?"

"Now Daiyu is afraid that she will be in trouble in the Sanqing Sect, and Master may not be able to protect her. The Blood Demon Sect has already investigated your little details, and they are still spreading it in the East China Sea. Even Pindao People as far away as Zhongdu know that they have mobilized a large number of people to find you."

Ji Lingyu was silent when he heard this, his face was gloomy, and his sharp eyebrows flashed fiercely.

Seeing this, Lin Qingyi chuckled and said, "Why is Fellow Daoist Ji going on a killing spree again? The Blood Demon Sect is well prepared this time. It is said that many peak Golden Core cultivators are waiting for you to come to the door."

Ji Lingyu said in a heavy voice: "Thank you very much, Fairy Lin, for informing me of this matter. I had to show off my authority in such a way at the Imperial City Conference at that time. If the Sanqingmen monks want to blame, just come to Ji. If anyone dares to go to the Lin Family Valley to embarrass Daiyu and the others, don't blame me." Someone is ruthless."

"Don't they have any children of their own? When the time comes, they will not let go of their entire family, and they will definitely kill them all."

Ji Lingyu's tone was extremely cold at this time. After a pause, he softened his tone and said, "Fairy Lin, just tell the monks of Sanqing Sect this."