Cultivation of Immortality Begins from the Red Mansion

The young man in red robe made no movement, but looked at him with a cold expression.

Hey young man in black! He chuckled lightly and no longer paid attention to the young man in red robe.

He quickly walked onto the jade platform in the middle, but thought of something again, and looked around inside the white transparent light shield. At this time, his consciousness seemed to have discovered something, and he turned around and looked behind him.

He smiled ecstatically.

Ji Lingyu only looked at this man with cold eyes. This man had shown himself to be scheming, cunning and forbearing in the past.

Now that his true nature has been exposed, it seems that the fifth level of the phantom formation will not be much better than his own amnesia. Maybe he will try his best, use all his cards, and be seriously injured to break the phantom formation.

At this time, the young man in black looked back and forth for a moment, but he seemed hesitant, not knowing which jade box to choose.

His eyes were moving wildly, but he seemed to have made up his mind and walked towards the jade box on the jade platform behind him with determination.

He picked up the things inside, but blocked them with his body.

Ji Lingyu couldn't see what he picked up, but he remained expressionless and continued to stand motionless.

The young man in black put away the contents of the jade box and looked back. Seeing that the young man in red was motionless, he couldn't help but snorted! With a sound, he no longer paid attention to this person. He sat cross-legged, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, took out a jade bottle from his arms, swallowed a white longan-sized elixir, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath to refine the potency.

The jade hall became silent again, and the young man in red robe seemed to be in trance, staring ahead with sharp eyes.

The young man in black seemed to be seriously injured and had been doing exercises and regulating his breath.

Half a year later.

After such a long time, no one appeared in the fifth level of the phantom formation pagoda.

On this day, the young man in black slowly opened his eyes and glanced at the young man in red robe across from him. He saw that he was still the same as before, his expression changed, his face was gloomy and he had been thinking for a long time, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

After a moment, the man in black looked at the teleportation array on the jade platform in the middle. But he had no intention of getting up, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a sneer.

Then he closed his eyes again and began to meditate and regulate his breathing.

Although Ji Lingyu's face was expressionless at this time, he was alert because Murong Yu did not even enter the sixth level of the illusion formation.

Regardless of whether this person is not sure about cracking the sixth-level illusory formation, there is no doubt that his expression just now was to plot against him.

"Blood Demon Sect, Murong Yu! You are so deliberate and aggressive. It seems that the grudge between me and you cannot be resolved..."

……

More than a year passed, and no monk appeared on the fifth level of the illusion array.

And the two young men, one in red robe and one in black, kept looking at each other.

On this day, Ji Lingyu felt something was wrong and didn't know where the problem was. At this time, he didn't dare to take out the Tianji Linglong to sense it, so he had to be on full alert and stared at the young man in black across from him with vigilance.

At this moment, I suddenly felt some strange movement in the space of the white jade pagoda.

In an instant, a burst of dazzling white light filled the white jade space. Ji Lingyu closed his eyes subconsciously, but at this moment, his spiritual consciousness detected a bloody light in front of him.

"not good!"

Ji Lingyu struck continuously with magic techniques in his hands, protecting his body with blood-red flames. Just when he was about to launch the Blood Spirit Escape, this invisible blood light that was so close at hand ignored the flames of the Nine Netherworld Flames and penetrated his chest.

"What is this! Murong Yu, you are seeking death!"

A roaring roar!

"Ha! Ha! This sect's secret technique of drawing blood to the soul allows you to escape to the ends of the earth, Ji Lingyu! I am waiting for you to come to the Blood Demon Sect as a guest."

"Humph!"

At this time, the young man in red robe snorted coldly and quickly looked inside himself. But he didn't feel any discomfort, but he knew that this kind of soul-chasing secret technique was so powerful that he might not be able to get rid of it by his own means.

His consciousness moved forward to investigate, only to see that Murong Yu had turned into a ball of blood-red flames, using the technique of possession to guard against him.

At this time, the dazzling white light shone thousands of feet, and a white vortex suddenly formed about a foot in front of Ji Lingyu. He was sucked into it without waiting for any reaction, and disappeared.

……

Between the endless blue peaks, a white vortex suddenly appeared, and a young man in red robe fell out of it.

The white vortex disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

The young man in red robe turned over and was flying in the air. Not caring about looking around, he patted the storage bag on his waist.

A streak of blood-red flame light shot out and turned into a flame bird more than ten feet long, circling in the sky.

Ji Lingyu flew up and jumped onto the back of the flame bird.

At this time, I heard Ling'er say: "Master, why are you taking pictures of the spirit beast ring again! Ling'er was shaken again."

Ji Lingyu said anxiously: "Ling'er, it's too late to say anything more. The master has been possessed by the secret soul-chasing technique of the Demon Sect. Now you can find a place to hide yourself. The master has to hide in the land of the psychic gem law. There will be a large number of demons soon. The thieves are coming to see us, but you can’t be found by them.”

"Ah! Master, are you okay?"

Ji Lingyu took off the psychic gem hidden on his chest and the gold collar around his neck, and hung it on Ling'er's flame bird neck, which looked quite eye-catching.

"Ling'er, remember to hide it. It's best to go to the lake or hide it in the sea. If it doesn't work, you can also find a cave. Wait for the master to contact you."

Ji Lingyu finished speaking quickly, then mentally contacted the psychic Baoyu, and the person disappeared without a trace.

"Master! Ling'er..."

Just as Ling'er was about to say something, she saw that her master had disappeared, so she had to shut up.

It spread its wings and fluttered its flaming bird head to look around the surrounding environment.

"There are mountains here, how can there be the sea or lake that the master mentioned?"

The flame bird murmured to itself, but did not stop for anything. Its wings of more than twenty feet of flame swept back and shot high into the blue sky.

After a while, they reached an altitude of tens of thousands of feet. The strong wind was roaring here, but there was no wind blade yet, so there was nothing they could do with the flame bird's body-protecting blood-red flames.

"Yes, there is a deep lake there! Ling'er will go there."

It didn't take a moment for Ling'er, who opened his flaming eyes wide with blood-red light to shine in all directions, to find something.

The wings flapped, making a dive, and shot away somewhere below.

A streak of blood-red flames that was more than ten kilometers long was left in the sky. However, in this high sky surrounded by vast mountains, there were few people around. Even some low-level aerial demon birds could not avoid seeing such a powerful sixth-level flame bird.

After a while, the flaming bird plunged into a deep, clear pool with a radius of several miles surrounded by mountains.

It stirred up a huge splash of water, but for some unknown reason, the blood-red flames were incompatible with each other. At this time, they were clinging to the flame bird like a flame shield. The long blood-red tail flame behind it did not stir up any ripples in the water.

The originally silent water surface now returned to the calm appearance of the ancient well. In the clear blue deep pool, the figure of the flaming bird also disappeared without a trace.

The green mountains and green waters have returned to tranquility, as if what just happened had never happened.