In the void cloud realm, the sea of clouds is vast, as white as snow, a small vermilion building stands here. There is a gold plaque hanging high at the main entrance, inscribed with the three words "Red Sleeve Tower", as if it was made in heaven.
The highest floor of Hongxiu Building is a unique paradise.
The winding path leads to a quiet place, passing through a wilderness, with criss-crossing roads, and what you see is acres and acres of farmland. At this time, the wheat seedlings are green, which looks very pleasing to the eye. There are farmers working in it, and most of them have a smile on their dark faces.
, that is the hope for a good harvest in the future.
And behind the large fertile fields, a small town can be seen vaguely. There are teahouses and restaurants inside, and the streets are full of people. There are vendors selling various kinds of food, acrobatics performers, actors singing on stage, and urchins playing in the street. It is very
It’s so lively that the total population is probably no less than 300,000.
Climbing high and looking into the distance, on an embroidered building, through the gap in the gauze curtain blown by the wind, a woman had a panoramic view of the city's fireworks.
She was wearing a red gauze dress with wide sleeves, three thousand hair strands hanging down to her waist, and a red gauze scarf on her face. Her face could not be seen clearly, but her bright eyes seemed to contain autumn water, reflecting everything in the world.
On the embroidery stand in front of the woman is an unfinished piece of embroidery that looks like a picture scroll. It contains endless red mist, cities, mountains and rivers, men, women, old and young, monsters, monsters, and a peach blossom garden where the house is not closed at night and the life is prosperous.
, there is a wealthy town where material desires are rampant and people are cunning, there are ghost caves where hundreds of ghosts roam at night and run rampant, and there are also monster mountains where demons dance wildly and the land is full of poisonous miasma.
There is a beautiful love between a scholar and a fox demon, and there are also tragic scenes of monsters cannibalizing people. The scroll has no beginning or end, and seems to spread endlessly. Most of the characters in the scroll are just vague figures without specific faces.
They seem to represent a certain type of existence.
But at this moment, as the woman dropped the last stitch, the red thread passed through, and a lifelike figure appeared on the scroll. It was an ancient elephant with a ghostly aura lingering around it and a body as big as a mountain.
It jumped up, as if it was about to break through the sky, and on its back sat a beautiful figure, with its head lowered, holding an oil-paper umbrella, and a hint of silent shyness.
"Being born and sleeping together, dying in the same cave, this may be what love should be like."
Putting down the needlework in her hands, lowering her head, looking at the desolate elephant and the umbrella girl in the painting, the woman's autumn eyes were full of yearning, expectation, and shyness, just like a pregnant girl.
And at this moment, invisible threads connected, waves rippled in the void, and holding a head, the figure of Qixuan Dragon Lord walked out of it.
The pungent smell of blood filled the air, and the woman frowned slightly, her shyness dissipated, and an invisible power naturally emerged.
"Ghost mother!"
Seeing the woman sitting in front of the embroidery frame, who looked like a young girl who had not yet left the pavilion, her unruly attitude restrained, Qixuan Longjun bowed and saluted, because he was well aware of the terror of the woman in front of him.
"You did a good job this time. You can go to the sixth floor of Hongxiu Tower to practice and strive to break through the nine thousand years of cultivation as soon as possible."
After taking a look at the head with blood stains that had not yet solidified, the ghost mother spoke.
Hearing this, Qixuan Longjun's eyes flashed with joy.
Transformed into a ghost, its bones are still only average. The reason why it has six thousand years of cultivation upon birth is entirely because it absorbed the power of its previous life.
And the reason why it can raise its cultivation level to 8,700 years in such a short period of time, in addition to its heritage in its previous life, is because it joined the Red Mansion.
The ghost mother's methods are unpredictable, and this Red Sleeve Tower is a natural treasure with all kinds of magical powers that can help one's cultivation.
"Thank you, Ghost Mother."
Handing over Zhao Kuncheng's frozen head, Qixuan Dragon Lord sincerely worshiped him.
When it joined the Red Mansion, it was involuntarily and had no choice at all, but now it feels a little lucky in its heart.
Seeing such a scene, as the ghost mother's thoughts turned, the red threads dropped down, binding Zhao Kuncheng's head and sending him into the high sky, where there was a net woven with red threads, covering the sky
, hanging heads one after another.
Seeing that there was one more item in her collection, the ghost mother showed a happy smile on her face, like a little girl who had eaten candy, pure and beautiful.
"Ghost Mother, why did you secretly pass the news that Yingwei was trapped to the underworld? And you asked me to stop Zhao Kuncheng? Wouldn't it be better to just let him kill the people in the underworld? Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Zhao family
Maybe we can catch the ghost owner and kill it completely."
Feeling the joyful aura rippling from the ghost mother's body, he hesitated for a moment before Qixuan Longjun asked the doubts in his heart.
The Red Mansion is very low-key. This time, the ghost mother asked it to kill Zhao Kuncheng, the supreme elder of the Zhao family. It was a bit beyond its expectations. Moreover, although they are both ghost forces, the relationship between the underworld and the Red Mansion is actually not that good.
, the ghost mother has absolutely no reason to help the underworld at this moment.
"The people in Hades have been destroyed."
Casting her gaze at Qixuan Longjun, the ghost mother spoke like a clear spring.
Hearing this, Lord Qixuanlong showed a look of surprise that could not be concealed.
Having dealt with the underworld, it still has some understanding of the Barbarian Elephant. Although it is conceited, it has to admit that it is most likely not the opponent of the Barbarian Elephant at the same level.
According to its original expectations, after it blocked Zhao Kuncheng, Manxiang and others should be able to successfully rescue Yingting, causing the Dali Dynasty to suffer a big loss.
"The ghost master shouldn't die, at least he shouldn't die now, let alone in the hands of the Zhao family."
In a good mood, the ghost mother gave further answers.
When she said this, she stretched out her white and jade-like palms and gently touched the picture scroll in front of her. This picture scroll included all things in the world, including hundreds of people and hundreds of monsters. Generally speaking, it was complete, but there were still two
There is a very conspicuous blank space, waiting to be filled in later.
Hearing this, Qixuan Longjun was thoughtful.
There were originally four well-known forces among ghosts, namely the Red Mansion, the Underworld, the Ghost King Palace and Qianhun Mountain. However, now, the Ghost King Palace has been destroyed.
If the underworld is destroyed again, even if Red Mansion keeps a low profile, it may be targeted by various forces. After all, humans and ghosts are naturally on opposite sides.
As long as the ghost master does not die, most of the attention of the Dali Dynasty will be focused on it, which is good for Honglou, but Qixuan Longjun feels that the ghost mother has more considerations than that.
Of course, although there were still doubts in his heart, Qixuanlongjun had no intention of continuing to ask, and at this time the ghost mother's sweet voice sounded again.
"This era is turbulent. Compared with the past, you are more likely to become a demon king now. Go down and practice hard!"
Sensing something, the ghost mother's expression changed slightly.
Hearing this, Qixuan Dragon Lord bowed and said, "It has wanted to leave for a long time. The sweet and human smell in this city really makes it a little uncomfortable. It can only look at it but not eat it, because these are forbidden by the ghost mother. p>
Just like cultivating an orchard, except for some special moments, the ghost mother will pick out some sweet fruits for the ghosts to taste. Normally ghosts cannot touch these humans, but Qixuanlongjun has to admit that the humans here are far better than the others.
The sweetness of the outside world.
Gulu, suppress the greed in your heart and let the power of the Ghost Mother fall. The figure of Qixuan Dragon Lord gradually fades away. This world is shrouded in an invisible net. Only by relying on the power of the Ghost Mother can it enter and leave here. p>