Cultivation of Immortality Begins from the Red Mansion

Under the vast sea of ​​clouds, in a green valley shrouded in mist.

The white mist of the surrounding peaks is beautiful, and the mountains and forests are filled with flowers, birds, insects and beasts.

It was a scene of peace and tranquility. Under the clouds and mist, in a gentle valley with a radius of dozens of miles, a farmyard stood against the mountains and forests to the north. There was a large flat land in front of the door, but it was overgrown with weeds. It seemed that it had not been cleaned for a long time.

On this day, a huge flaming bird suddenly burst out of the high-altitude clouds and mist, making a sharp phoenix cry that resounded throughout the valley.

However, there were no other abnormalities in this silent valley. Only the birds and animals in the surrounding mountains and forests ran away in surprise.

"Master, no one seems to live here. Ling'er is so moving..."

Ji Lingyu waved his hand and said calmly: "This valley courtyard formation ban has not been abandoned and is still open normally. It must be inhabited by someone."

"Oh!"

Ling'er, the flaming bird, folded its wings and landed on the grass in front of the courtyard.

Ji Lingyu jumped down, looked at the ordinary farmyard, circulated his spiritual power, and said loudly: "Ji Lingyu of the Xiaoyao Sword Sect, pay homage to Master Feng!"

After a long time, there was no movement in the courtyard in front.

"Master, Ling'er is a little tired and has returned to the spirit beast space to rest."

"Go!"

Ji Lingyu glanced at the sleepy Flame Bird next to him.

Ling'er turned into a blood-red flame and escaped into the red ring around his waist, disappearing without a trace.

At this time, he saw the courtyard door in front of him wide open, and a puppet who looked like a young man in white at the middle stage of the Golden Elixir slowly opened the wooden courtyard door step by step.

"Ji Lingyu, do you still recognize a certain Feng Xingyun?"

The young man in white clothes looked at the young man in white robes in front of him, with an incomprehensible look in his eyes, and his tone was neither cold nor hot, but very flat.

Ji Lingyu saw three thatched houses inside, a stone platform in the yard, and a few stone benches beside it. He laughed and said: "Junior Brother Feng's current body seems not suitable. He is just temporarily staying. Haven't found anyone to take over the body yet?" Body? It’s been more than a hundred years.”

Before he finished speaking, he walked into the courtyard unceremoniously and sat down on the stone bench beside the stone platform.

Feng Xingyun didn't take it seriously. He closed the courtyard door with his backhand and sighed helplessly: "If you want to find a spiritual root talent, it is considered a genius qualification, and you also need a body that fits perfectly. How easy is it?"

He said this with a look of pain.

"A certain person broke through the golden elixir when he was less than thirty years old, and also learned the sacrificial swordsmanship. He was so high-spirited that he thought there would be no rivals at the same level in the world, and he regarded his fellow disciples as nothing. Unexpectedly, he was destroyed by the Qing Yiyi sword in the Imperial City Conference. Only through the physical body can we realize that there is someone outside the human world and there is a heaven outside the world.”

Ji Lingyu said: "Junior Brother Feng doesn't have to worry about this. That Qing Yi is a middle-stage Jindan monk, and he also has a powerful ancient treasure flying sword. If he is unexpected, he will inevitably be hit."

Feng Xingyun chuckled, shook his head and said: "Senior Brother Ji was in the early stage of the Golden Core at that time, but he knew how to be patient. Later, he defeated many powerful enemies in the fifth round and won the spot in the Royal Secret Realm. In comparison, Feng But it’s not worth sitting in a well and looking at the sky..."

Ji Lingyu waved his hand and said: "The past is gone. Junior Brother Feng should look forward. You are only over a hundred years old and you still have great years. You are now in the middle stage of the Golden Core. Why should you feel sorry for yourself?"

Feng Xingyun sat back on the opposite side of the stone platform, looked at the surrounding mountains and forests, and sighed dejectedly: "How easy is it? Now, the family spent a lot of money to get this puppet body from the Yuling Sect, and they can barely survive. I want it. It took more than a hundred years to achieve a breakthrough in cultivation, and it took more than a hundred years to break through to the middle stage of the golden elixir, and senior brother, you are already a peak golden elixir monk."

Ji Lingyu frowned and thought for a moment, and then said after a while: "Junior brother, as a talented monk of the Feng family, is it impossible for the family to find a spiritual object that can be reincarnated and re-cultivated?"

Feng Xingyun shook his head and said: "Those kinds of spiritual objects are extremely rare. Even if they exist, they are all used by the Yuanying monks of the family to make incarnations. How could it be the turn of my junior brother, who is now a useless person? The ancestors who directly passed down the bloodline have said that they are looking for A suitable Wind Spirit Root monk came to seize the body and rebuild it, but there is no news now, so this must be extremely difficult."

Ji Lingyu was speechless. There was nothing he could do. Although there were spiritual lotus and spiritual lotus seeds that could be used for reincarnation, they were both fire-based spiritual objects and did not fit in with Feng Xingyun's wind-based spiritual root.

At this moment, an energetic old man in white robe and long gown came out of the hut and looked towards the stone platform.

"Xingyun, who is here?"

Ji Lingyu and Feng Xingyun both stood up.

"Back to Grandpa, it's Senior Brother Ji Lingyu, the sword master's true disciple, who is here."

The old man in white looked at Ji Lingyu, looked at him and said: "I have lived in seclusion in this valley for many years, but I am not indifferent to worldly affairs. I heard last time that at Senior Sister Yao's sermon, I defeated Old Monster Mu's precious apprentice Ling Xiaofeng. , and now it has reached the peak of the Golden elixir, and it seems that it is possible to break through the Nascent Soul within two hundred years."

Ji Lingyu saluted respectfully and said: "Disciple Ji Lingyu, I have met Patriarch Feng. The Patriarch is overly praised..."

The old man in white waved his hand and said: "Hey! What kind of ancestor? This old man has long been like a mortal. He has been living in seclusion on the edge of this wild area for hundreds of years. The sect's fame and fortune have long been seen through. If you really come to see me, this old guy, just call me Feng." Just the old man."

Ji Lingyu's expression was stagnant, then he smiled and said: "So I have met Feng Lao. This disciple visited the territory of Earth Fire Dragon and Flamingo, hunted some seventh-level monsters, and then planned to return to Xiaoyao Sword Sect. I came to visit Mr. Feng when I was passing through here."

When Feng Xingyun on the side heard this, his eyes showed longing, but he lowered his head sadly.

The old man in white saw it, but had no other reaction. He looked at Ji Lingyu and said with a smile: "My little friend, now that you have cultivated your skills, you must be able to capture seventh-level monsters. A few years ago, the girl and the boy from the Mu family also came to visit the old man. She The two of us went together to explore a secret place deep in the wilderness, have you ever encountered it?"

Ji Lingyu said: "I heard about this in the sect decades ago. It was senior sister Yu who invited the disciples to go with her, but she knew that she was not strong enough so she didn't go. This time when she visited the earth fire dragon and other monster groups, it was also the same. We are just hunting seventh-level monsters on the periphery, and we don’t dare to go deep inside. The demon cultivator in disguise is not something that a disciple can handle.”

The old man in white sighed, turned around and sat on the stone bench, motioning for Ji Lingyu to sit down as well.

"There are many demon cultivators in disguise on the edge of this wild area. Once they encounter them, with the strength of these two little guys, they may not be able to escape alive if they run away, let alone go to the dangerous depths of the wilderness."

After saying that, he shook his head.

Ji Lingyu saw that Feng Xingyun was hesitant to speak. It seemed that he also had the idea of ​​​​going out to have a try. He laughed and said: "It is exactly what Feng Lao said. This disciple also encountered a demon cultivator who can hide his body. The main body is a fiery red bug, and I can only escape with my life by relying on a spiritual beast."

The old man in white had a look of surprise on his face and looked at Ji Lingyu with burning eyes.

"Is it the Nine Netherworld Phoenix in ancient legends?"