Cultivation of Immortality Begins from the Red Mansion

There is an isolated island named Lingdao in the east sea of ​​China mainland, but it is dotted with spiritual energy in a radius of hundreds of miles.

A thousand-foot high peak stands proudly in the island, but the top of the peak extends into a large square with a radius of dozens of miles, surrounded by pavilions and pavilions.

A stone tablet dozens of feet high and more than two people wide was erected in the square. The words on the tablet were so densely packed that it was difficult to see clearly.

Under the stele, the stone platform extends to the surroundings. A huge palace in the north is covered in golden color, shining with golden light, and is majestic. There are many grand halls inside it.

The plaque on the Qianqing Palace in the central main hall is upright and bright, and the hall is packed with people at this time.

Sitting on the dragon chair in the Jinluan Hall above is a middle-aged man wearing a golden five-clawed dragon robe. He is thin but has bright eyes.

At this time, the thin young man in yellow robe who was staring down and kowtowing on the ground said, "My son has just returned to our sect and will inherit the throne. What are your wishes?"

The young man in yellow robe at the bottom raised his head and trembled: "My son has just returned to his home in heaven. Please postpone the wedding until everything has been settled."

The emperor in golden robe above said displeasedly: "Everything is handled by the officials in the Crown Prince's palace, and all internal affairs are handled by palace servants. The wedding is also handled by your mother. You can just wait for the wedding."

A yellow gate stood next to the hall: "If there is something to do, we will start to fight; if there is nothing to do, we will retreat!"

The next group of ministers worshiped: "Long live, long live, long live!"

In the Crown Prince's Palace in the southeast wing of the palace, Prince Ji Lingyu, who was trembling in the Jinluan Palace just now, looked a little gloomy and was lying on the bed tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

At this time, a clear girl's voice sounded in my mind: "Young master, you haven't gone to bed yet? You are getting married tomorrow, so you are very busy."

"Ling'er, you know what's on my mind. I originally wanted to marry cousin Lin. But now I have to marry Baochai again. What can I do now?"

There was no response from the psychic treasure jade on his chest, but Ji Lingyu had no choice but to sigh.

Ji Lingyu, the second son of the Jia family, a wealthy local in Lingdao, has been living in misery among the sisters in the back house of Jia's house. Suddenly one day in his dream, he saw the house ransacked behind Jia's house, and he got married, and Lin Daiyu disappeared.

I was so frightened that I was about to wake up, but I realized that this was not a dream at all!

No matter how much I pinch myself, I can feel the real pain on my body very clearly.

At this time, a confused voice said: "It doesn't matter, since I have seen all this. Let me go back and start over again. You should be a person with great luck. Don't let it down."

This young man woke up and was about to change his past, but he was made a prince by an imperial edict from the current Emperor of Zhou Dynasty. It is said that the bloodline left behind in the human world was transformed into a prince who was at a loss what to do.

However, he was accused of marrying the Xue family aunt and sister, which was like a bolt from the blue. This is like what I experienced in a dream, but I don't know whether the fate of jade is better than the fate of plants and trees.

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At this time, there was silence in Prince Qin's Mansion, another large mansion southwest of Lingdao Palace, but the underground palace, a dark hall, was brightly lit. The stone walls of this place, which are dozens of feet in diameter, are lit with tallow wax. A young man in black is sitting on a round stone chair in the center with a gloomy expression.

A feminine voice sounded in the passage: "Your Highness, why should you worry? The throne of the Great Zhou Kingdom on Lingdao is yours and no one can take it away from you."

King Qin Ji Lingyue looked surprised: "What good advice does the high priest have?"

But he was extremely angry: "Now my father found a bastard from nowhere and made him the prince, and also promised him Baochai to be the prince's concubine. Does he still have me as his son in his heart?"

A thin man in black robe slowly walked out of the passage. A pair of dark and shiny eyes shined from his tightly wrapped face to look at King Qin who was sitting by the stone platform.

King Qin was startled and was too afraid to look at him.

The high priest glanced at him again, and then continued with a very cold tone: "This spirit island is the spirit island of the Red Clothes Sect, not the spirit island of the Great Zhou Kingdom. If you, the Ji family, are obedient, you will be killed. If you are not obedient..."

Before she could finish speaking, Ji Lingyue fell to her knees and prostrated on the ground, trembling and afraid to speak.

After a long time, he said: "But it depends on the high priest's command!"

There was no response for a long time, and when he slowly raised his head, the figure of the man in black was no longer visible, leaving only the remaining echoes in the passage.

"Ji Zijue, this old immortal..."

In the Jiaotai Hall, the main hall in the backyard of Qianqing Palace, Emperor Ji Zijue of the Great Zhou Dynasty was lying on the couch and was sleepless all night.

Empress Zhou lay next to her and comforted her: "Yu'er is getting married tomorrow, why don't your majesty go to bed early."

Ji Zijue sighed: "The national situation is difficult. The Red Sect is aggressive. They also colluded with Yue'er to interfere in the government affairs and plundered the country, making it difficult for the people to sleep."

Queen Zhou was startled and whispered: "Your Majesty has ears across walls, so don't talk nonsense about immortals!"

Ji Zijue, however, had no taboos: "Thanks to the blessing of our ancestor Fuyin, this imperial palace is protected by a large formation. The Red Sect is nothing more than a bunch of crooked immortals. I have known for a long time that their wolfish ambitions have always coexisted because they tabooed the blood oath of their ancestors. But now They bewitch Yue'er and control them like puppets. Can't we, the Ji family, just be the worldly masters of this spiritual island, tolerate them?"

Queen Zhou was silent for a long time and then said: "Isn't there still Yu'er? At the beginning, the twin majesties said that Yu'er was destined to be immortal and could not be kept and secretly sent to the Jia family. They have not seen each other for more than ten years." After saying this, she secretly wiped away tears.

"Women's Kindness"! Ji Zijue shouted angrily!

"If our Ji family wants to get rid of the fate of being manipulated by others, we must have people who cultivate immortality. Our ancestors were originally a family of immortal cultivators, but unfortunately, their bloodline was cut off. Now that Yu'er finally has a destiny with immortality, how can she not be a good one?"

Queen Zhou hesitated to answer the question!

"Tomorrow Yu'er will get married, and the Xue family girl also has a destiny. They will practice secretly together and they will definitely succeed. In the future, those losers from the Red Clothes Sect will not be able to control this spiritual island."

After saying that, he laughed out loud.

Empress Zhou wanted to say something again, but she heard Ji Zijue laugh and say, "Give this to Yu'er tomorrow."

After saying that, she took out a book from her arms. Queen Zhou took it and took a look. It was a thin golden book. It was very light and soft and seemed to have no weight. When she tried to open it, there seemed to be no gap. She didn't know where to open it. open?

Ji Zijue looked at it, took out a small knife from his hand, cut his palm and dripped blood on the book, only to see four bright golden characters on the book.

"Nirvana Holy Body!"

Soon it slowly disappeared again, and Queen Zhou looked dumbfounded and speechless.

Ji Zijue came closer at this time and said: "Yu'er seems to be unwilling to marry the girl from the Xue family, but now she can't delay it. Let them get married first, and then explain the matter to him. Now that she is sixteen years old, she just wants to Day and night!"

Ji Lingyu spent the whole next day in a state of confusion, wearing clothes as he was told, kowtowing as he was told, and being at the mercy of others. Dozens of palace people around were busy, first welcoming the bride, then offering sacrifices to the temple, and then worshiping in the hall.

When it was dark, I returned to the East Palace and saw Queen Zhou sitting in the hall. She hurriedly stepped forward to pay her respects: "I have met the Queen Mother."

Empress Zhou hurriedly stepped forward to help her up, looking at her somewhat thin son with a feeling of distress. With a wink to his side, the palace maid stepped back.

Empress Zhou touched Ji Lingyu's hand: "It's hard for you to live in the Jia family all these years. I had no choice but to send you to the Jia family in the first place. You will understand this later."

Ji Lingyu didn't even dare.

Empress Zhou took out the golden book again and said: "It can only be seen using the method of ancestor worship. It is all in it."

Ji Lingyu quickly took it.

Queen Zhou went to her new house again. Someone in the palace had already informed the bride that Xue Baochai was wearing a phoenix crown and harem and was being held by the maid Ying'er at the door to greet her.

Empress Zhou glanced at him and saw that he was tall, pretty and round at the bottom. She couldn't help but nodded secretly, and took off a red bracelet on her left hand: "This bracelet has been with me for many years, and now it's time to pass it on."

Xue Baochai hurriedly bowed to take it and put it on his left hand, not daring to look at it more.

Queen Zhou looked around at the red surroundings again, saw the emerald wine bottle on the table, and quickly thought of business: "Yu'er, you two haven't had a drink together, I'm here to bear witness."

Ji Lingyu had a bitter look on his face and wailed in his heart. I originally thought of fooling him tonight and going to see Sister Lin tomorrow to make it clear that the prince might as well not do it.

At this moment, I was thinking that if I drank too much, what would happen? What should I do tomorrow?

Empress Zhou looked at her face and saw that her majesty's guess was indeed good, so she didn't need to go through such trouble, so she said "Huh?"

The palace attendants around them hurriedly pulled Ji Lingyu to sit at the table. Ying'er helped Xue Baochai sit opposite, so the palace attendants who poured the wine, served the wine, and helped Ji Lingyu forced their hands to meet.

Ji Lingyu looked at the wine glass in front of her mouth with great confusion, and drank it helplessly.

Xue Baochai's face turned red and she stretched out her hand to drink the glass of wine slowly.

Empress Zhou looked satisfied, looked around and stood up: "It's getting late, I have returned to the palace."

Ying'er helped Xue Baochai get up and see her off, while Ji Lingyu sat blankly at the table with a dead look on his face.

After a long time, Xue Baochai came back and saw Ji Lingyu still sitting at the table motionless. After a while, he said, "Brother Bao, what's wrong with you?"

Ji Lingyu remained motionless. Xue Baochai sighed, lifted the bead curtain in front of his eyes and sat opposite, looking at Ji Lingyu.

The red candle was ticking, the night was getting deeper, and the two of them didn't speak for a long time.

Ying'er came in and saw Baochai and said, "Girl, please rest in peace. It's late at night."

Seeing that Ji Lingyu was still sitting, he couldn't help but said angrily: "Second Master Bao treats my girl so slowly, how will I live with you tomorrow?"

Baochai hurriedly scolded Ying'er and asked the palace servants to come in and help Ji Lingyu onto the big mahogany bed. She took off her coat and lay down on the outside. Upon seeing this, the palace maids quickly withdrew, and Ying'er helped Xue Baochai take off her makeup and clothes. Lying on your side on the mahogany bed, Hongzhu left the room without resting.

In the middle of the night, Ji Lingyu felt more and more hot all over her body. She knew in her heart that the alcohol had taken its toll. When she saw Baochai's round and round face next to her, which was also flushed, she felt so terrible!

It wouldn't be a problem if it continued like this. Suddenly I remembered the golden book and couldn't help but take it out from my pocket and read it. Seeing that there was not a single word on it, I remembered my mother's words and hurriedly bit my finger and dropped it on the book.

Xue Baochai also came to read the golden book out of novelty. The closer the two of them got, the hotter they became.

Ji Lingyu moved a little awkwardly, remembering Ling'er's voice in his mind.

"There are words in the book!"

I hurriedly looked at the book and saw the four golden characters "Nirvana Holy Body" on it!

He couldn't help but be puzzled. At this moment, the golden light from the words on the book pierced Ji Lingyu's mind.

Ji Lingyu couldn't help but let out an "ah" sound and fainted.

Xue Baochai hurriedly went to check, but was also struck by the golden light and fainted.

Ji Lingyu seemed to have had a dream. In the dream, he came to a temple-like place. When he opened the door, he saw many tablets and portraits directly above.

There was a voice.

"The Ji family has a successor again, but this time it's been a little long."

But then I heard a voice: "Why are they from the lower world? This bloodline is so thin?"

Another voice: "The qualifications are pretty good!"