Cultivation of Immortality Begins from the Red Mansion

"Sister Hong, this is fellow Taoist Suzaku from a remote island in the Blood Sea."

Qing Que saw this and quickly introduced.

"Oh? Suzaku?"

The woman in red looked at the young man in red with suspicion.

"I'm taking the liberty of seeing the Red Fairy!"

Ji Lingyu smiled slightly and didn't take it seriously when he saw her looking at him like this.

"How come there is still the Phoenix Clan in this blood sea? You are still incarnate. I have been here for hundreds of years. Although I often retreat, the news is not blocked. Why have I never heard of it?"

Before Ji Lingyu could say anything, Qing Que, a woman in green standing in the air, smiled and said: "Sister Hong, I have already asked. Mr. Suzaku was left behind in our blood sea by his ancestors, and he has stayed longer than you."

Ji Lingyu's heart moved. This woman who looked exactly like Xiwu was also from outside. It was impossible to tell what kind of monster race she was. She could not be from the Phoenix tribe, but she could ask Qingque to find out.

"Oh?"

The woman in red was noncommittal, her face still full of suspicion.

"Hey, Sister Hong, do you know that although this young man was stunned for a moment when he saw you, he did not lose his composure. He is very different from the men who have come here all these years."

Qing Que stepped forward and said with a smile, feeling a little disappointed when he said this.

"Originally, the little sister made a bet with him. If she lost, he promised to promise the little girl something and could not refuse. Now it seems that it may not be possible..."

The woman in red nodded and no longer paid attention to the young man in red who was more than ten miles away.

He frowned and said, "The purpose of summoning me with the messenger talisman is for this bet."

Qing Que was a little embarrassed, hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehesaid:"How can it be? Isn't it because I am afraid that Sister Hong, you will be bored alone, so I will come to you to relieve your boredom. It happened that the young master was also traveling here, so the younger sister brought him with me. "

The face of the woman in red changed, her phoenix eyes filled with anger and she scolded: "Huh, why don't you stay in the cave to practice? High-level talismans can be used casually. I will ask you to ask for them next time, but I can't."

After saying that, he turned around and turned into a red light, shooting into the air behind him.

Qing Que didn't take it seriously either. Seeing her leaving like this, he said anxiously: "Sister Hong, wait a minute, little sister!"

It also turned into a blue light and followed closely.

Ji Lingyu naturally followed behind. At this time, he was filled with doubts and many mysteries remained unsolved.

"Does this woman have anything to do with Feng Xiwu? How could she make a communication talisman that can only be made by high-level human monks? It stands to reason that monsters rely on their natural instincts to survive and should not be involved in the Taoist arts that only human monks can do... "

There is no way to know all this. At this time, the young man in red is eager to know more about the inside story, so naturally he will not let go of this great opportunity.

When Ji Lingyu saw the two women in front of him quickly escaping into the void, he did not doubt that he was there. He followed the figure of the woman in green and disappeared into the void.

However, the imaginary phantom formation restriction did not exist at all. The two women in front of them headed towards an island with a radius of a hundred miles that had not been discovered before.

"This woman in red may have closed the formation, or she could only lead the way so that she could enter this place. This island had no idea before."

The island in front of me is high on all sides and low in the middle. It looks like a basin, with red sycamore trees all over the mountains and plains, covering the entire hundred-mile radius island with a layer of fiery red sycamore leaves.

There is a two-story red attic in the middle basin against the northern hillside. In front of the door is a red lake with a radius of more than ten miles. A tree-lined path around the lake is paved with red stones. There are also some pavilions looming in the sycamore forest. .

Ji Lingyu's left hand was hidden in his sleeve, holding a black wooden sign. A powerful feeling came from the small red lake below.

"It seems that Yun Yi and the others are imprisoned in this lake. Since nothing has happened yet, there is no need to worry and let these juniors suffer more..."

The three of them stopped by the lake in front of the second-story red attic. The woman in red went straight to the red attic, and Qing Que followed closely behind.

Ji Lingyu looked at the sky again. The island was covered by a white light curtain for hundreds of miles, making it difficult to see what was outside.

"It seems to be a powerful illusory formation that hides such a space..."

Ji Lingyu was about to go into the red attic, but the woman in red at the door said coldly without looking back.

"There is only a little girl living here. It is inconvenient for you, fellow Taoist, to be a man, so please hang out by the lake and leave with this girl Qing Que later. I never let anyone stay overnight here."

Before he finished speaking, he had already gone upstairs.

The pretty woman in green clothes turned around and said apologetically: "Sister Hong has always been like this, there is no malicious intention. Only the young master can enter this illusion formation here for hundreds of years..."

Ji Lingyu smiled lightly and indicated that he was fine. He waved at her and told her to help herself.

The young man in red turned around and walked towards the tree-lined path by the lake with his hands behind his back.

Seeing him like this, Qing Que sighed, turned around, and headed towards the red attic stairs.

"Qing Que! This person's origin is unknown. How did you bring him to my retreat?"

At this time, the two girls, one green and one red, were sitting opposite each other at the table in the inner and outer rooms of the second-floor boudoir.

Seeing the gorgeous woman opposite her staring at him sternly, Qing Que whispered softly.

"Sister Hong, this young master is a man of etiquette. Yesterday, when my little sister met him for the first time, she fell in love with his handsome and elegant appearance and invited him to visit the cave."

The woman in red held her forehead, feeling helpless.

"You are a nymphomaniac. You have the nerve to bring a man into the cave like this."

Qing Que's face turned red and he murmured: "I don't know why at the time, he did such a thing by accident, but later on, he followed his duty and obeyed the rules in the little sister's cave, and did not violate the rules. Sleeping soundly among the flowers and trees in the room, defenseless."

Having said this, the woman in green raised her head, her expression erratic and her face flushed.

"How can my little sister not be moved by such a gentleman..."

The woman in red frowned, looking at the dazed woman in green, and said helplessly: "Hey, it's so obvious that he has no intention of you. I'm afraid the goddess has it, and Prince Xiang has no intention."

Qing Que came back to his senses and lowered his head sadly.

"Don't you know, little sister, if you can't be a couple of gods and immortals, you can just be a confidante? Don't we demon women just dare to love and hate, and pursue what we want in our hearts freely? Why bother asking others."

The woman in red nodded and said with a smile: "If you can think like this, you are enlightened. You must know that it is not easy for two people to be happy. This man obviously lost his vitality early, and he is so handsome and handsome. I am afraid he is a playboy." , if you fall into it, you will only hurt yourself."