Cultivation of Immortality Begins from the Red Mansion

"I don't know where the ghost sect monks went in those two days, and there is no need for us to spend time here with these skeleton ghosts."

The fat middle-aged man took back the gray-white mirror and looked at the young man in white robe with a solemn expression. He couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when he saw him looking at the thick red mist in front of him and saying this in a calm tone.

"Since junior brother has decided to explore forward, let's act quickly without further delay."

"I don't know what's going on here, and the detection of spiritual consciousness is also greatly hindered. It's better not to use escape techniques."

Qing Yi turned around and waved the long cyan sword in his hand. A huge cyan sword light of dozens of feet swept away all the skeleton ghosts blocking the path of more than 100 feet in front of him.

"go!"

White light shines all over his body, and he flies forward in the air and shoots away. Dark red skull ghosts keep flying towards them along the way. The young man in white robe just keeps waving the cyan sword in his hand to block.

The sharp cold light flashed on the long green sword, and in the sword light, the skeleton ghosts were broken into several sections and fell down.

Two middle-aged men in white robes followed closely behind, blocking the skeleton ghost flying from the side. The three of them fled like this, and were far away in a short time.

At this time, a dark red skeleton suddenly appeared in the red mist in the passage.

"These little Jindan guys are quite vigilant. The young man's sword skills are extraordinary. There is no need for me to take action. There are so many human monks here this time. It seems that the Heaven's Gate is not far away..."

The dark red skeleton murmured, but then smiled.

"The Zombie King, the Yaksha King, the Yin Xiao King...it's time for you old guys to come out and do some activities. You can taste the blood of the human Nascent Soul monks now, and wait for them to come in groups. But there’s no chance…”

This dark red skeleton man smiled eerily, then his body shape disappeared again, disappearing without a trace.

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In the wild area, at the entrance of the Netherworld Canyon, two pairs of monks stood facing each other in the red mist-filled sky more than ten miles apart.

The sky was dark, without a trace of sunlight.

One of the five people in the group was led by a red-haired man, shirtless, and the following four people, two men and two women, were all at the peak of their Jindan cultivation.

These people were all dressed in strange clothes, with large areas of naked skin and various strange silver decorations hanging on them.

"How come Fairy Ruan Yu is here? We met at Yulong Mountain in Yunzhou more than ten years ago. Now that we have the chance to meet again, Wan, I am very happy."

The red-haired man stared at the woman in white palace clothes and laughed.

More than ten miles away, there was a group of young men and women in white, about ten of them. The men were handsome and suave, with jade trees facing the wind, and the women were unparalleled in their elegance. Each had its own merits.

The first one is a tall, curvy woman in her thirties, with phoenix eyes and starry eyes, and a cold complexion in a white gauze dress.

At this time, the woman in white palace clothes did not even look at the red-haired man in the middle stage of Nascent Soul across from her, and said coldly: "Wan Tianhao, a few years ago, you disciples of the Yuling Sect colluded with the Tiangui Sect to massacre on the edge of the Shiwan Mountain in southern Xinjiang. A large number of mortals and monsters, including low-level monks, sacrificed blood to regenerate souls. Millions of miles were covered with white ground, and bones piled up like mountains. They also wiped out all the golden elixir inspection disciples of our Hehuan Sect. Don’t think you can do this. It’s secret, and this sect doesn’t know about it.”

The red-haired man was stunned when he heard the words, but said in shock: "Fairy Ruan, such a thing could happen? This must be the work of those ghost cultivators from the Tiangui Sect. Our Yuling Sect has always been only interested in spiritual beasts, how could this happen? Look after those mortals..."

The woman in white palace clothes snorted coldly with her eyes filled with anger.

"As a righteous sect, you, the Yuling Sect, actually hide behind the scenes with the demonic Nascent Soul monks like the Tiangui Sect, and use the method of blood sacrifice to secretly refine the beast rings, Yinluo banners and other imitation evil spirit treasures. This kind of massacre of mortals, We have done this many times. Although we are specifically looking for remote places, we can ignore the ban on the world of immortality. Do we really think others don’t know about it..."

The red-haired man hesitated for a moment after hearing the words, but he sighed for a long time and said: "Fairy Ruan, the battle in the East China Sea is imminent. If we don't make more preparations, I and other major human sects will suffer heavy losses again. Isn't your Hehuan Sect also here?" Forcing high-level monks to practice dual cultivation and practice the secret technique of combining attacks, the disciples will not obey..."

When the woman in white palace clothes heard this, her face flushed, and she shouted angrily: "That's nonsense. I, a monk of the Hehuan Sect, do both cultivations voluntarily. There is nothing forced..."

After that, his voice gradually became too low to be heard.

But he said in a cold voice: "I am too lazy to talk nonsense with you guys who are both good and evil, disheveled and naked. The Netherworld Canyon is extremely dangerous. Wan Tianhao, you should be careful about your life. Don't stay in the ditch. Capsized..."

"go!"

Before the woman in white palace clothes finished speaking, she flashed and turned into a white light that shot towards the red mist below.

Behind him, a dozen young men and women in white clothes also followed closely and flew away.

The red-haired man stared at a group of people from the Hehuan Sect entering the Netherworld Canyon below, and shook his head.

"Let's go. We don't have much time before the wild secret realm opens. We still have to find the entrance to the Tianmen. This errand work belongs to me. Who is to say that we are not great monks..."

The four people behind him looked at each other in confusion. Seeing the Yuanying Patriarch complaining and making fun of himself, no one dared to say anything.

The red-haired man's whole body glowed red, and with a wave of his right hand, a huge red centipede about a hundred feet long rushed out of his sleeve.

The four people behind him saw that he had arrived on the back of the huge red centipede at some point, and flew away into the red mist below. They also quickly jumped onto the broad back of the centipede.

After a while, the red centipede flashed and disappeared into the depths of the red mist, disappearing without a trace.

At this time, on the top of the east peak, a golden figure appeared, and the golden-haired ape, who was about 10 feet tall, appeared here again.

"It's the human race's mid-stage Nascent Soul monks again. Four of them have already appeared. These two even led a team into the Netherworld Canyon. They are so brave. Those ghosts are not vegetarians either."

The golden-haired ape murmured to himself and smiled again.

"Forget it, let's let these human monks and those ghosts fight each other first. The patriarch and the others will be able to relax a lot then."

The golden-haired ape looked towards the southwest sky again, his eyes full of endless yearning.

"It's time for the Phoenix Clan to take action. They are tens of millions of miles away from here. I wonder who will lead the team this time..."

At this time, another white light shone in the eastern sky, flying over very fast. The golden ape was very alert. When the white light had just shined and was still thousands of miles away, it had already become illusory and disappeared in the sky. The top of this mountain.

At this time, looking to the east, there was a huge white flying boat over a thousand feet, coming straight towards the east peak of the Netherworld Canyon.

After a while, the huge white flying boat stopped on the top of the mountain.

The white light protecting the ship's hull slowly dissipated, and two figures flashed out on the deck of the flying boat.