Cultivation of Immortality Begins from the Red Mansion

As soon as he arrived at the side room of the front hall, Ji Lingyu was stunned by the people standing inside.

I saw that the Lord of the Seventh Palace was wearing a black robe and a black hood today, with a cold look and an expressionless face.

Seeing Ji Lingyu coming, he just said coldly: "Go to the main palace in the imperial city."

Then he walked towards the front door of the palace, and the young man in red robe had no choice but to follow quickly.

The two of them arrived at the main hall of the inner palace one after another and saw several middle-stage Jindan monks standing in two rows.

The four young men in black robes on the left have quite similar appearances, but they are also different in height. At this time, he did not squint and stood upright.

On the right side, Qing Yi is already standing proudly, and the imperial puppet Qi Fei is standing at the bottom, covered by a purple robe.

Followed by Murong Yu, who was dressed in black, his eyes were slightly closed at this time.

When Ji Lingyu saw that You Yue hadn't come yet, he couldn't help but frown. He stood below Murong Yu and closed his eyes to rest. A red light flashed in his left sleeve, and he also put his right hand into his sleeve.

The Lord of the Seventh Palace said nothing and stood expressionlessly at the lower left corner. The five monks of the Ying family seemed quite neat at this time.

After a while, You Yue, who was dressed in pink robes, also entered quickly and glared at Ji Lingyu. Seeing that he had no reaction, she rolled her eyes, then recovered in an instant, and stood on the right with an indifferent expression.

Half an hour later.

There was still no one talking in this empty hall, everyone's heartbeats seemed to have stopped, and you could hear a needle drop.

At this moment, three black-robed monks walked in.

The leader is the energetic old man in black, the eldest elder of the Ying family!

Followed by the Emperor of Qin and the arrogant Master of the Tenth Palace, who was looking at the Master of the Seventh Palace with a proud expression.

As soon as the three of them entered the hall, the old man only glanced at everyone and then sat up.

The Emperor of Great Qin said at this time: "Great Elder, this is Fellow Taoist Ji Lingyu of the Xiaoyao Sword Sect!"

The eyes of the old man in black robes shone brightly, but then dimmed instantly.

"You are a disciple of Sword Master Xiaoyao, but he has learned magic skills. I wonder what he will look like when he sees you?"

Ji Lingyu bowed and came out of the queue: "Ji Lingyu has met Elder Ying!"

"Well! The bloodline of the ancient Ji family has not been cut off after all. The fire spirit root, body refining technique, blood path magic technique, my little friend is not yet a hundred years old, and his future is boundless!"

"Thank you, Great Elder, for your praise!"

The old man in black robe looked at the Lord of the Seventh Palace again, frowning, as if he was quite unhappy.

"Girl Feng, Ying Gan said you can't go to the royal secret realm, what do you say?"

The Lord of the Seventh Palace came out and bowed his head and said: "Back to the Great Elder, Xi'er has been preparing for this for many years. I beg the Great Elder to make it happen!"

After saying that, he bowed to the ground with a plop.

At this time, I heard the Master of the Tenth Palace say: "Old Ancestor! This woman is of the blood of the demon clan, how can she enter my secret realm of the Ying family!"

The old man in black robe looked at the young man in black robe coldly!

"I haven't asked you yet!"

The young man in black robe hesitated and did not dare to speak, lowered his head and said: "Yes!"

"Ying Gan, what do you think?"

At this time, the Emperor of Qin said: "Reporting to the Great Elder, what Lao Shi said is not unreasonable. The bloodline of the demon race has never been entered in the secret realm. If there is anything abnormal about the illusion array, then..."

The Lord of the Seventh Palace kowtowed at this time and said: "Xi'er is now a human being with pure blood and an upright monk of the Ying family. The bloodline of the Phoenix family has been sealed. Great Elder Mingjian!"

The old man in black robe looked thoughtful and said nothing.

Everyone in the hall did not speak. At this moment, they only heard Ji Lingyu say: "Great Elder! The Lord of the Seventh Palace is fully prepared for this time and is also proficient in formations. I think he has quite a lot of experience in deciphering the formations in the Illusion Formation Pagoda."

Everyone looked at the young man in red robe after hearing this. This man actually dared to interrupt randomly. The young man in black robe was reprimanded just now.

"Oh! Xiaoyou Ji is quite familiar with Feng Yatou?"

The old man in black robe was quite curious when he heard this.

"Returning to the First Elder, the Master of the Seventh Palace is a close friend of the junior sister, so I also listened to what the junior sister said. To say that we are familiar with each other, we have known each other for decades."

The old man in black robe was silent for a moment and said: "Ying Gan, Lao Shi, please step back."

The Emperor of Qin bowed and said: "Yes!"

"Ancestor! Great-grandson..."

The young man in black robe wanted to say something else, but the Emperor of Qin glared at him. Seeing the old man in black robe looking over coldly, he quickly bowed and left.

"Everyone, there are signs of the secret node, please follow me!"

Everyone followed the black-robed old man out of the hall and came to the steps above the square.

I saw a throw in his hand, and a simple black dragon boat suddenly became a thousand feet in size and stood in the sky.

The old man in black robe disappeared in a flash.

"The art of teleportation!"

Ji Lingyu was shocked. This was the real Nascent Soul teleportation power. When he saw everyone flying onto the deck, he jumped onto the black deck with a radius of several hundred feet.

At this time, a gray light shrouded the black dragon boat, and the dragon boat slowly went up into the sky. The gray light curtain in the inner palace did not block it at all.

The black dragon boat flew higher and faster, flying faster and faster. It has risen to tens of thousands of feet and passed through the high-altitude clouds. It is now above a sea of ​​clouds, and I don't know what the scenery is below.

Ji Lingyu looked down and saw that the dragon boat was still going up quickly.

"The wind is already howling here, could it be..."

Before she finished speaking, she saw You Yue approaching her and said through a message: "My husband spoke so righteously just now, I admire you very much!"

Ji Lingyu looked around with his peripheral vision and saw everyone talking in low voices. He replied via voice transmission: "What did you say, my wife? What did you say to your husband? The Lord of the Seventh Palace sent the Fire Phoenix Ancient Treasure. I just fulfilled my promise and joined the royal family with her." It’s just a secret realm.”

"Oh! Then why did I hear that you have lived in her palace for more than ten years, and it is normal for you to fall in love over time."

Ji Lingyu frowned and replied through a message: "The Imperial City Conference has offended so many demon sects. If you don't hide away, I'm afraid you will become a widow."

Youyue's face was expressionless, but a cold light flashed in her eyes.

Another voice message said: "I am too lazy to talk nonsense with you. You stay away from her. This woman is of demon clan blood and will be of no benefit to you."

"Ma'am, do you care about me? I am so flattered by my husband! I don't know anyone who can be so heartless. He will let go of me as soon as he is told, without any regrets."

Youyue looked blank, but then rolled her eyes.

"A person who practices Taoism should have a pure heart and few desires. Even if I have a husband, I will devote myself to Taoism. I hope that my husband will do the same!"

Ji Lingyu's eyes lit up, he stared at her and replied, "So you and You Ruo still recognize me as your husband?"

You Yue turned around and replied via voice: "Don't stare at me, are you afraid they don't know our close relationship?"

Ji Lingyu looked around the deck and saw the Lord of the Seventh Palace standing alone at the bow of the ship, looking ahead. Her figure was almost beyond the confinement of the gray light screen, and several black-robed monks from the Ying family were far away from her.

At this time, he saw Murong Yu and Qi Fei talking in low voices on the other side of the boat, and he couldn't help but frown.