Immortal Mansion: With mediocre qualifications, I have no choice but to live forever

Zhou Yiqiao was sitting cross-legged in the quiet room of the cave, and the spiritual power in his body was constantly performing a cycle of the Great Zhoutian according to the route of the Seven Killing Techniques of Breaking the Cocoon. Suddenly, he felt that there was a figure outside Suo Longze, lingering nearby.

The visitor was wearing a black bundt, which was extremely slim and highlighted the man's explosive figure like a ferocious beast.

He has a black heavy sword at his feet, but he also carries a silver-white long sword on his back. His aura is as high-spirited as these two long swords.

Zhou Yiqiao released his spiritual consciousness and saw the face of the incoming man clearly. After slowly withdrawing his power, he dispersed the cloud that had been protecting Suo Longze, and appeared in front of him in a flash, joking.

"Senior Brother Yan has always been busy with everything. Even the elixirs sold by Junior Brother are sent here to pick them up. What kind of wind brought you here today?"

This person's name is Yan Shaoyang, and he is a famous weirdo in Phoenix Pavilion.

It is said that this person only entered the path of immortality when he was twenty years old. He had already missed the best age for physical training, but he came from behind in the Phoenix Pavilion. In just twenty years, he reached the late stage of foundation building.

When the senior officials of Phoenix Pavilion saw this boy's extraordinary talent, they all offered him an olive branch, hoping to accept him as his direct disciple, but they were rejected by him for the weird reason of "being obsessed with business."

In the next ten years, this man stopped making progress in his cultivation. Instead, he ran a medicine shop called Wufutang, and gradually disappeared from the public.

After Zhou Yiqiao first entered the Phoenix Pavilion, in order to be able to sell elixirs in exchange for spiritual stones for a long time, he spread the news within the sect that he was a second-level alchemist, and he was quickly noticed by Yan Shaoyang.

The two hit it off immediately, and they were very attracted to each other, and soon they entered into a long-term elixir trade, which has been maintained to this day.

In the past few years, Yan Shaoyang has been obsessed with expanding the business scope of Wufutang. He has been traveling around the Chu Kingdom. When delivering the elixirs every month, he would send his cronies in the shop to come in person like this to make a deal. first time since.

"Junior brother Zhou, please don't try to hurt me anymore. I have no intention of living forever. My only hobby is these heavy spiritual stones."

Yan Shaoyang smiled and waved his hand. Although the two had not met much, they had known each other for a long time. They were greeting each other like two old friends.

Zhou Yiqiao bowed and invited Yan Shaoyang.

"Senior Brother Yan won't go to the Three Treasures Hall if you have nothing to do. You might as well go into Junior Brother's Cave to have a talk."

Yan Shaoyang nodded upon hearing this and followed Zhou Yiqiao into the cave.

Zhou Yiqiao led Yan Shaoyang to the table, took out the tea set from the storage bag, brewed a pot of spiritual tea for Yan Shaoyang, and asked aloud.

"My senior brother Guanyan's outfit is completely different from usual. I wonder what the purpose of this trip is?"

Yan Shaoyang smiled and took off the silver sword behind him, touched the spike on the hilt, and said.

"This is not a competition that the sect is going to hold today. I am wearing a magical weapon that I just purchased."

"Junior brother Xianyun Yehe, no one in the sect can contact you. Senior brother came here this time under the order of the sect to inform you about the sect competition."

Since returning from the secret realm, Princess Fengxiao felt that Zhou Yiqiao's strength was no longer what it used to be. From then on, even if he wanted to travel far away from the sect, he would no longer be notified. Over time, Zhou Yiqiao became a loner in the Phoenix Pavilion.

After hearing Yan Shaoyang's reasons, Zhou Yiqiao couldn't help but wonder.

"As far as I know, junior brother, this sect's grand competition does not require all disciples to participate. Why is this time so special?"

Yan Shaoyang took a sip of the spirit tea and chuckled.

"Junior brother is indeed deaf to what is going on outside the window. In order to highlight the connection between the Holy Sect and our Chu country, the Central Continent Holy Sect Qinjian Villa sent several relatives of the Holy Sect to inspect the Chu Kingdom."

"They came to our Phoenix Pavilion a few days ago, and our sect coincided with a grand competition. In order to highlight the reputation of the largest sect in the Chu Kingdom's righteous path, the sect leader specifically asked all disciples in this world to participate."

"It is said that the rewards of this competition are several times better than before."

Yan Shaoyang was talking eloquently on the side, but Zhou Yiqiao frowned in his heart.

For many years, he has always maintained an attitude of avoiding any competition he could, and has never actively participated in any competition.

This time, if you participate passively, you will attract the attention of others no matter what. Zhou Yiqiao doesn't like this feeling.

"It is said that the sect master attaches great importance to this competition. Anyone who does not rank well in the competition will be sent to the front line of Yanhuang to fight against the demon country. Senior brother mobilizes troops like this to get a good ranking."

There was a melee between humans and monsters on the front line of Yanzhuang, and the war was extremely fierce. If you were sent here, you would have to walk on thin ice all day long, and it would be difficult to concentrate on practicing.

As a result, Zhou Yiqiao had to give up the idea of ​​elimination in one round.

Seeing that Yan Shaoyang had run out of tea, he made a new cup of tea for him and asked in an extremely serious tone.

"In this case, senior brother, do you know how many rankings a junior brother with a mid-stage foundation-building cultivation level need to obtain?"

Yan Shaoyang was stunned when he heard this, and then understood what Zhou Yiqiao meant. After thinking about it for a while, he spoke.

"The specific requirements are determined by the sect leader, and my senior brother doesn't know either."

"But our sect has three thousand foundation-building disciples, and there are about two thousand people in the early stage of foundation-building. Our sect's competition has always adopted a elimination system. According to senior brother's guess, based on the junior's cultivation level in the middle-stage foundation building stage, , it is better to win at least two or even three rounds and defeat all the early stage teammates.”

Yan Shaoyang was already busy, so when he saw that the notification was in place, he wanted to leave. He stood up and said goodbye.

"Junior brother also knows that senior brother is busy. Since junior brother already knows, senior brother will leave now. We will meet again during the competition tomorrow."

Zhou Yiqiao stood up quickly, sent Yan Shaoyang to the entrance of the cave, and thanked him.

"Thank you, senior brother, for coming here to tell me that if there is any need for help in Wufu Hall in the future, if my brother is able, I will definitely help."

Yan Shaoyang said yes, then took out the black heavy sword and turned to leave.

Watching Yan Shaoyang's figure disappear from the sky, Zhou Yiqiao once again activated the light phase gray silver array and returned to the cave.

He made himself a cup of warm spiritual tea, tapped his index finger on the table, and fell into deep thought.

This Yanzhuan front line is a place that cannot be entered no matter what, and this sect competition will inevitably expose part of the strength.

The Ghost Roaring Whip was obtained from the storage bag of a Liuyang Sect disciple. Situ Yiming was obviously going to participate in this competition, so he could not use this spiritual weapon for the sake of caution.

The two spiritual weapons, the Beast Bone Nail and the Five Ghosts Mysterious Clothes, are of too high a grade, which conflicts with Zhou Yiqiao's helpless status. If they are used rashly, they will definitely attract the attention of interested people, and they cannot be used either.

After going back and forth, only the Swift Wind Sword and the Autumn Water Blade were left to be used, which were still not enough to cope with this sect competition.

"It seems that we need to go buy some low-level spiritual weapons."

Zhou Yiqiao murmured to himself.