Cultivation of Immortality Begins from the Red Mansion

Ji Lingyu stepped forward, picked her up, and said with a laugh: "Who cried last night and felt so wronged? My husband thought that Sister Lin was bullied by someone. It turned out that he was angry with his daughter..."

Lin Daiyu struggled wildly, but was hugged tightly by the young man in red robe.

"Baoyu, you are talking nonsense, who is angry with Huang'er..."

Ji Lingyu allowed her to struggle like this, and strode back to the inner room with a laugh.

"Baoyu, it's daytime. You're not allowed to act recklessly. Be careful that those maids will see you and make fun of us."

"Whoever dares to enter our inner room, they are not stupid and will risk their lives."

"enemy!……"

There was no sound again. It seemed that the formation in the inner room had been activated, blocking the exploration.

Half a day later.

Ji Lingyu hugged the pretty girl and leaned against the bed.

At this time, he took out a transparent ball, and the room suddenly felt cool and warm, and the rich water aura filled the small inner room.

"Do you like this baby?"

Daiyu took it and inspected it in her hand. She smiled lightly and said, "This kind of bead that contains a lot of water spiritual energy is only found in the thousand-year-old clam spirit."

Ji Lingyu nodded and saw her frown.

He asked doubtfully: "Sister Lin doesn't like it?"

Daiyu shook her head and lay down again.

"The transformation demon cultivator is not easy to deal with. You also said that you want to kill demons and refine the Infant Transformation Pill for Huang'er, but everyone needs the Infant Transformation Pill. How many demon cultivators do you have to kill?"

Ji Lingyu laughed and said, "It doesn't matter. Now I just point my finger at your husband, and the monster will behead him. I, the ninth-level demon cultivator, am not afraid anymore."

Lin Daiyu said faintly: "All the palaces under the Sanqing Sect are gone, what happened to Yuexi now?"

Ji Lingyu sighed and said helplessly: "Fairy Yaoguang said that she and Dongfang Ying have hid in Lingxiao Immortal Palace, and they are safe for the time being."

"Ok!"

Ji Lingyu thought of Li Qingxue again. Now she was nowhere to be found, and she didn't know if she was being protected by her father, the Yuanying monk Li Dayang.

He couldn't help but feel a little depressed. At this time, he turned over his hand and took out the blue moon ring, handed it to the pretty woman next to him and said, "I'll leave this for you to defend yourself. Now that the East China Sea is not peaceful, I will feel at ease if you are all well."

Lin Daiyu glanced at it, then took it and put it on her hand. She didn't bother to check it. She lay in Ji Lingyu's arms, closed her eyes slightly, and slowly fell asleep.

Ji Lingyu also closed his eyes slightly and gradually fell into sleep.

A few days later.

Ji Lingyu sat at the table leisurely, while Zi Yanran stood aside.

"Brother, where is the baby?"

"What baby?"

Ji Lingyu pretended to be confused and said, he decided to tease her first.

"Huh, big brother is teasing Yanran again..."

The purple-robed girl's eyes widened, and then she turned around, sat on the red-robed young man's lap, and pulled her into his arms.

"It must be hidden in your arms..."

Ji Lingyu opened his arms and let her search carefully.

"is it this one?"

Zi Yanran pulled out a white jade disk and looked at it curiously.

Ji Lingyu smiled and said: "This is Xuantian's treasure. It's a secret. Big brother also borrowed it. It's not a treasure given to you."

"Ah! Xuantian's treasure!"

Zi Yanran looked carefully with bright eyes and saw several needles on the compass spinning around. She turned over and saw a mirror, but there was nothing there.

"This is Xuantian's treasure, it's useless."

Zi Yanran was quite disdainful and threw it on the table.

She planned to search Ji Lingyu's arms again, but Ji Lingyu picked her up and said with a smile: "Yanran, have you missed your big brother?"

The purple-clothed girl's face turned red, and she buried her head into his broad and thick chest. She said nothing, just lowered her head and said yes! There was a sound.

Ji Lingyu raised the corners of his mouth, hugged the large pendant, and walked to the inner room.

One day later.

In the early morning, the young man in red robe was already leaning on the bedside, thinking about something. Next to him, Zi Yanran was sleeping with a rosy face, and a faint smile on her face.

"Now we are all broke again. I gave some of the fire-type spiritual objects to Huang'er, and the only other thing left is the fire crystal. If I want to increase my strength in the future, I can only hunt and kill the demon cultivator..."

"First, practice some of the secret techniques of the Yuanying monks. For example, the secret technique of Yuanying teleportation. It is said that you can activate the original spiritual power of the Yuanying to escape immediately and change places like teleportation."

"There is also the great method of transforming into infants. If there is a second Nascent Soul, the strength will undoubtedly be greatly increased. In this way, I will be more confident and safer in dealing with the monsters in the East China Sea."

"Now it seems that whether it is rebirth from Nirvana, rebirth from blood, or even rebirth from Nirvana Phoenix, these powerful secret techniques are difficult to successfully cultivate in a short time, and it will take at least decades of hard work..."

Ji Lingyu looked forward and thought for a long time.

At this time, Zi Yanran had woken up and looked at his handsome and resolute profile with wide eyes.

The young man in red robe seemed to have realized something. He came back to his senses, turned his head to look at her, and said with a smile: "You little lazy boy, are you awake?"

"Ok!"

Zi Yanran murmured.

Ji Lingyu reached to the side, took out the thundering swords, and said with a smile: "Look what treasure big brother has left for you!"

"Wow! Ancient Bao Lei flying swords! Still a pair!"

Zi Yanran's eyes widened, and she suddenly sat up, snatched it away, held it in her hand, and stroked the purple lightning flashing on it.

"Brother, how did this come about? Yanran has traveled to China for more than a hundred years, so why can't she come across such a treasure?"

Zi Yanran's little face was full of joy, she raised her head and asked.

"Winning the bet..."

Ji Lingyu didn't hide anything, and talked about the overt and secret struggles in the Xiaoyao Sword Sect.

"That person named Ling deserves it. He still wants to bully my elder brother with these thundering swords. This time he steals the chicken but loses the rice..."

Zi Yanran heard this interestingly and laughed.

Ji Lingyu smiled and said: "Look at you, a Lei cultivator. Why is it that Huang'er is at the peak of the Golden Core and you are still at the late stage of the Golden Core? You taught her how to practice step by step. Now that the disciple has surpassed the master, she is not ashamed..."

"Brother, stop talking, Yanran..."

Zi Yanran's face turned red, she buried her head in Ji Lingyu's chest and said in a low voice.

Ji Lingyu thought for a while, but shook her head. She didn't have any thunder-type spiritual objects that could help her. It seemed that she would have to pay attention to collecting them in the future.

"Yanran, what are you still missing now? Big brother, think of a way."

"Hmm...Actually, Yanran is about to break through. Huang'er is no match for me. With the Thunderous Twin Swords, these top-notch ancient treasures, I can defeat the enemy at Nascent Soul and below with just one move, so I don't need anything."

Zi Yanran raised her head with a proud look on her face.

Ji Lingyu nodded. He had personal experience of Lei Xiu's abilities. Ling Xiaofeng would not say it. He almost lost to him. Old monster Mu was terrifying. Below the great Yuanying monks, he had seen several mid-level Yuanying monks. He is the most powerful.

"Brother, Yanran will sacrifice this ancient treasure now."

Seeing Zi Yanran getting up and going to the outer room with the twin thunder swords, Ji Lingyu quickly held her back.

He smiled and scolded: "This ancient treasure flying sword will not be practiced for a while, at least for a year or two, so you don't have to worry."

"Ah! It's been so long!"

Zi Yanran placed the thundering swords on the side of the bed, then lay back on the bed, hugging Ji Lingyu.

"Then Yanran should hold her big brother first!"

Ji Lingyu patted her back and said nothing.