Cultivation of Immortality Begins from the Red Mansion

"Well, there is still one year left for the Demon Slaying Conference. The Jiangxin Island is now open to entry and exit. There was an exploration formation in the teleportation position palace just now, and the guards are also led by Nascent Soul monks. It can be seen that the security is tight!"

Ji Lingyu frowned. He had also been restricted by the formation just now. There was also an old man with white beard in the early stage of Nascent Soul who was looking around with a white mirror. It looked like a rather extraordinary treasure.

"Isn't this demon spy already haunting Jiangzhou?"

"Be prepared, the Demon Slaying Conference will kill more than a dozen demon cultivators at once, and it is impossible for the demon clan to be completely unresponsive..."

Ji Lingyu nodded and looked at the square ahead.

There is a large flow of monks here, mainly high-level monks with Jindan cultivation. There are also several Yuanying Patriarchs, but most of them are in a hurry.

"The reputation of the Demon Slaying Conference is so great that so many high-level monks have come."

Qingdao said: "How can it be a joke that high-level monks from China Continent gather together? There are not only large sect disciples here, but also many high-level casual cultivators!"

Ji Lingyu thought for a while and said: "Now it seems that Ji has to shamelessly seek help from Zhengyi. I am only the elder Keqing in Sanqingmen. Brother Tianji has never seen him before. I think Elder Daoyan can definitely recommend him. One or two.”

Qing Yiyi nodded.

"Brother Ji, there is no need to be like this. Since fellow Taoist disciples are willing to believe in Mr. Qing and have a baby together, why should we care about this trivial matter now? The great elders and the others are probably here together with the monks of the Lingfu Sect. We can still spend this year with you. The fellow Taoists who come to Jiangxin Island have a chat, exchange what they need, and get some news about the demon clan..."

Ji Lingyu stopped being polite, and the two of them went to Jiangxin Island Square together.

Jiangxin Island is said to be an island, but it is not small at all. It has a radius of thousands of miles, is quite long and narrow like a fish, has rich aura, and is surrounded by rivers on all sides, so it is named Jiangxin Island. There is a powerful formation restriction on the island, and it is Jiangzhou. Holy land for cultivating immortals.

There is no city wall on the island, but it is shrouded by a huge white transparent light shield. The monks are not allowed to enter and exit at will. Instead, there are guide platforms at the ends of the four directions in the southeast, northwest and northwest for the monks to enter and exit. Of course, they are also heavily guarded at this time. No entry or exit allowed.

There is also an underground palace teleportation array in the central square, which is where the two came out just now.

Ji Lingyu looked around and found that this place was no different from other big cities. There was a hundred-mile square square in the middle and a meter-shaped street dozens of miles wide, leading to all directions.

The middle one is the main road, which is hundreds of miles long. There are three auxiliary roads on both sides.

The square is surrounded by various large shops with more than ten floors. There are also various shops, inns, teahouses, etc. on both sides of the street.

At this time, various monks were coming in and out, it was so lively!

The two of them are not hiding their cultivation now, so they are quite eye-catching.

At this time, a woman in white who was in the middle stage of Jindan discovered them and appeared in front of Qing Yi.

This person looks like a girl of about fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing a white dress. She has delicate features, big eyes, a small nose and mouth, and a round face with some baby fat. She wears two pigtails swinging from side to side, making her look cute and cute.

Her chest is flat, but her skin is as white as snow. He held a three-foot long white sword in his hand, and it actually had a scabbard. It looks quite extraordinary, it should be an ancient treasure.

"Senior Brother Qingyi, you have given birth to a baby!"

The woman's face was full of joy and she said sweetly.

Qing Mian was expressionless and rather cold.

"Junior Sister Yuan!"

The girl in white pursed her lips and looked at this tall young man who was as cold as a wooden man. She was quite bored. Then she looked at Ji Lingyu.

He asked doubtfully: "This senior, who is traveling with his senior brother, dares to ask about his master's name?"

Ji Lingyu couldn't help but feel curious when he saw that this young girl had no respect at all for him, a Nascent Soul cultivator.

He didn't take it seriously and said with a smile: "Ji Lingyu, a certain Xiaoyao Sword Sect, is known as the devil in the world of immortality. He is as lustful as life. Aren't you afraid?"

"Hmph! It's better for Senior Brother Qingyi to pretend to be a ghost!"

The girl in white rolled her eyes at Ji Lingyu, ignored him, and looked at Qing Yiyi: "Dad asked the little sister to pick up senior brother, let's go, ignore this guy, he is not a good person at first glance!"

The two of them followed the girl in white as she left the square and headed towards the northern streets.

After a while, they arrived in front of a ten-story attic. On the door plaque were three magnificent and simple black characters "Lingyun Pavilion".

"Brother Ji, this is Zhengyiyi's stronghold on Jiangxin Island. Senior Brother Daoyuan came here first to take care of it. Now he is the only one who is an early Yuan Ying monk. We are waiting here for the Demon Slaying Conference."

"Ah, this guy also wants to live here..."

The girl in white complained after hearing this.

"Junior sister Yuan, please don't be rude. This Taoist fellow Taoist Ji Lingyu is a distinguished guest. Even Elder Dao Yan treats you with courtesy. How dare you be so disrespectful!"

"Oh!"

The woman in white agreed, but ignored the two of them, and ran into the pavilion without a trace.

"This Junior Sister Yuan is the only daughter of Senior Brother Dao Jing. She is also spoiled in the sect. Brother Ji, don't mind. She has no ill intentions."

Ji Lingyu smiled and said: "I think she is quite cute. She reminds me of my little clingy spirit. I don't know where she is now..."

Qing Yi was noncommittal. This descendant of the Ji family seemed to be free and easy-going, not strict with etiquette, and merciful everywhere. He knew only the Lord of the Seventh Palace, and several others in the East China Sea. These were spread among the immortal world.

Shaking his head, the young man in white robe walked towards the attic, followed by Ji Lingyu.

As soon as the two of them entered the backyard, they saw a middle-aged man in white robes and Taoist attire who smiled and said, "Junior Brother Qingyi, congratulations on your pregnancy. This girl, Yan'er, is neither old nor young. Now it's time for you to call me Uncle!"

The girl in white standing next to her, standing like a quail, lowered her head.

"Uncle Qingyi!"

The sound is like a mosquito humming.

The middle-aged man in white robes looked at Ji Lingyu and cupped his hands and said, "This must be fellow Taoist Ji Lingyu of the Xiaoyao Sword Sect who is having a baby in our sect. Yuan has heard of his name for a long time!"

Ji Lingyu raised his hand and returned the greeting: "Where, where... I have met fellow Taoist Yuan. Your lady is quite smart and cute, and I like her."

The girl in white clothes looked at Ji Lingyu secretly. When she saw him, she rolled her eyes and turned her head to stop looking at him.

The middle-aged man in white robes said with a smile: "That's good. This girl has been spoiled by someone. Now she is lawless. Her brothers and sisters are hiding away when they see her."

Qing Yi seemed unwilling to talk about this anymore. Seeing that the two of them were still unfinished, he said calmly: "Senior Brother Yuan, Daoist Ji and You are also tired from coming from afar, so we should arrange to rest. There is still more than a year before the Demon Slaying Conference, and with all the major sects I’ll leave it to my senior brother for channel communication.”

"It's all easy to say. There are at least dozens of Yuanying colleagues on Jiangxin Island now, and this doesn't count the seniors in the middle stage of Yuanying."

The middle-aged man in white robe looked at the girl in white.

"The Tianzihao room is still empty. Yan'er, please lead the way and let the two seniors rest."

"Oh!"

The girl in white was a little reluctant, but she still lowered her head and headed for the stairs next to her.

Ji Lingyu and Qing Yi also left with him.