Cultivation of Immortality Begins from the Red Mansion

"Ji Lingyu, you are dishonest..."

Ji Lingyu was startled and blurted out: "Fairy Feng, why am I so dishonest..."

The woman in blue palace clothes smiled and said: "This little girl obviously only agreed to call fellow Taoist Master Ji, when did she ever call her Brother Ji..."

Ji Lingyu also smiled and said: "What's the difference? They're all the same."

The Lord of the Seventh Palace has bright eyes and a clear expression as if I have seen through you.

"So you are dishonest..."

Ji Lingyu felt very wronged. He stood up, walked to the stone bench next to the woman in blue palace clothes, sat down on the stone bench, and asked doubtfully: "Why am I not honest?"

The Lord of the Seventh Palace looked at him and said with a faint smile: "You call me random names, show your courtesy indiscriminately, and tell me what is in your heart. You are trying to trick the little girl. You are not honest, and you are just pretending to look like an ascetic monk... …”

Ji Lingyu's expression was stagnant, but he held the woman's Yingying jade hand and said aggrievedly: "The conscience of heaven and earth, Ji is sincere from the beginning to the end, from the bottom of his heart, and there is absolutely no falsehood."

The Lord of the Seventh Palace gently broke away, stood up, and faced the garden rockery without looking at him.

"I do not believe!"

Then he quickly went to the winding path leading to the secluded part of the rockery in the garden.

Seeing the woman in blue palace clothes disappearing around the corner of the rockery, Ji Lingyu called softly and hurriedly chased after her.

"Fairy Phoenix..."

Guided by the graceful green figure in front of me along the way, after zigzagging for an unknown distance, I saw a field of colorful flowers, plants and trees in front of me among the rockery hundreds of feet high.

There is a stone path to the north. Many flowers are blooming beside the road. At the end is a two-story red attic. The green figure disappears at the door and goes inside.

Ji Lingyu caught up and saw that the forbidden formation was not activated. He raised the corners of his mouth with a smile and strode in.

The lobby on the first floor was empty, with only tables, chairs and tea sets, and no beautiful lady.

Ji Lingyu looked at the mahogany stairs next to him. He saw that the formation restriction was not activated here, so he couldn't help but go up slowly.

"This is a women's boudoir. How can a man like you come in and out at will?"

Ji Lingyu saw her sitting at the table in the outer room of the second-floor attic, with her back to him and her voice trembling.

He said softly: "Xiwu, do you know that I have been traveling all the way to this wild and secret realm, and how much I look forward to meeting you..."

The back of the woman in blue gauze attire trembled again, but she said nothing.

Ji Lingyu forced himself to calm down, slowly stepped forward and stood behind the woman.

Stretching her right arm forward, my right hand gently touched her high bun, and then slowly stroked down her straight blue hair.

The woman's figure was trembling slightly, the white jade pendants on her small earlobes were shaking gently, and her flawless white neck was white and rosy.

Ji Lingyu sat gently on the mahogany chair, and his right hand followed her straight and delicate black hair to her slender waist.

She leaned forward slightly, clasped her hands forward, and placed them on her flat, cool belly without any fat.

"Ok!"

The woman snorted softly, but her body stopped shaking. She lay back and fell into the man's strong and broad chest.

Ji Lingyu stared down at her slightly closed eyes, and saw her eyes twitching slightly, revealing a hint of a smile.

He lowered his head and got closer to this gorgeous face.

The woman in her arms seemed to sense that something was coming, and her body trembled slightly.

Ji Lingyu smiled slightly, kissed her gently on her round and smooth forehead, and then parted.

The woman opened her phoenix eyes slightly, feeling a little confused.

"Are you ready?"

Ji Lingyu tightened the waist of the woman in his arms and asked softly.

The Lord of the Seventh Palace smiled slightly, a little shy, but closed his eyes slightly.

As if he had received some kind of instruction, Ji Lingyu reached down with his right arm, picked up the person in his arms, and walked to the inner room covered by the bead curtain like a princess holding himself.

The Lord of the Seventh Palace exclaimed in surprise, his face turned red, he didn't dare to look at him, and buried his head in his chest.

He used his broad shoulders to block the white jade bead curtain so as not to offend the beauty. When the young man in red robe saw a double mahogany bed inside, he couldn't help but reveal a hint of joy.

Gently put the woman into the bed and flip down the gauze curtain.

The man and woman hid themselves in the red bed. At first, there was the sound of taking off clothes, and then slowly, they murmured softly.

"Um…"

Then there was the soft sound of kissing and rubbing together, which made people blush and their hearts beat.

Then it became violent, and the entire mahogany bed shook slightly. The woman seemed to be extremely uncomfortable, and she kept humming quickly, but she suppressed it and did not shout out loud.

Another moment passed.

"Fairy Phoenix..."

"Call me Xiwu..."

"Xiwu, something is wrong, something seems to be sucking my spiritual energy..."

"Do not talk……"

Another moment passed.

"No, please be gentle..."

I do not know how long it has been.

"..."

It was like singing a song in this mahogany bed.

Ji Lingyu was sweating profusely all over, and her chest was heaving violently as she stared at the beautiful figure beneath her.

He was galloping in the stormy bamboo forest. The hazy rain curtain in front of him made it difficult to see clearly. The sound of crackling rain hitting fallen leaves could not be heard.

It seemed that he was getting more and more anxious, and there was a slight sound of babbling from somewhere, which made him gallop even more wildly.

Running so fast all the way, it seems that he is not tired at all, and he has countless physical strength, venting it at will.

From time to time he would let out a low growl and roar, seemingly extremely excited.

I don't know how long it took, but the young man finally let out a loud roar and let it all out, and he fell on the snow-white horse. Like a deflated ball, he let out a long sigh.

I don't know how much time passed, but both of them seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep. The young man in red robe slowly opened his eyes again, with a smile on his face.

Without raising his head, he stared at a high place, opened his mouth and jerked it down, making a sound.

The woman seemed a little confused and confused, her high chest rose and fell slightly, and her breathing became rapid.

Looking at the pounding white chest and the beautiful red body, he smiled.

The woman hummed softly again, her voice was hoarse, her expression was confused, and she seemed to be unconscious.

For an unknown amount of time, the mahogany bed that kept shaking and creaking finally became quiet.

There was no other movement in this inner room, only the gentle breathing sounds of men and women.