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

Hearing Baicao Weng's words, Zhou Yiqiao felt confused.

The old man in front of him obviously had a misunderstanding about the relationship between him and Qing Jimeng.

However, Zhou Yiqiao did not clarify.

First of all, the innocent are innocent, and hasty explanations will only make people more likely to imagine something untrue;

Secondly, he could see that the senior Baicao Weng in front of him doted on Qing Jimeng. If the old man misunderstood the relationship between them, he might learn more about alchemy from the old man.

After all, Baicao Weng was able to create such a heaven-defying elixir as the Hidden Dragon Transforming Spirit Pill on his own, so his alchemy skills must be extraordinary.

If I could get some guidance from him, it would undoubtedly be a huge help to my future path of practice.

"Senior, I am willing to stay and continue to observe and learn."

Thinking of this, Zhou Yiqiao's expression did not change, and he bowed respectfully to Baicao Weng as usual.

When Baicao Weng saw this, a hint of approval flashed in his eyes.

"Okay, I am very pleased to have your kindness."

"I will not ask you for help in vain. After the optimization of Hidden Dragon Transformation Pill is completed, I will give you three more pills in addition to the one given to Qing Jimeng. As for how you use them, it is up to you."

After saying this, Baicao Weng turned around and went back to the alchemy room, where he began to organize the alchemy equipment in preparation for the next round of alchemy.

Zhou Yiqiao followed closely behind and plunged into the alchemy room.

In the following days, Zhou Yiqiao followed Baicao Weng to learn the art of alchemy.

He witnessed with his own eyes Baicao Weng's repeated improvements to the Hidden Dragon Zhuanling Pill. Not only did he gain a deeper understanding of Baicao Weng's alchemy skills, but he also gained a lot of experience in the art of alchemy.

Zhou Yiqiao humbly asked for advice, and Baicaoweng was happy to teach.

In just a few years, Zhou Yiqiao's alchemy skills improved by leaps and bounds, and his understanding of medicinal materials and control of spiritual power reached a new level.

One day, when Baicao Weng finished refining the Hidden Dragon Transforming Pill again, he turned around and saw four round precious pills in his palm.

"Thanks to the help of Mr. Zhou, the optimization of the Hidden Dragon Transformation Pill has been completed."

"These are the three precious pills I promised you, plus the pills from Qing Jimeng. I'm giving them all to you now."

Zhou Yiqiao took the four Hidden Dragon Transformation Pills that exuded a faint dragon breath with both hands.

"Thank you for your generous gift, Senior. I am grateful to you."

He carefully put the precious pill into the jade bottle that had been prepared long ago and bowed to the other party.

After spending many years together, Baicao Weng liked Zhou Yiqiao very much and personally sent him to the exit of Fuguang City.

"My boy, if you have any questions about the Dao of Alchemy in the future, feel free to come to me. As long as I am still here, I will tell you everything I know."

Baicao Weng patted Zhou Yiqiao on the shoulder, his eyes full of appreciation for his talent.

"You have a strong character, and your understanding of the Dao of Alchemy is much better than those alchemists in Medicine King Valley who only know the same old tricks. I believe that you will be able to carve out a glorious path of your own in the Dao of Alchemy."

"But remember, although the art of alchemy can help people practice, it is ultimately just a means to assist in longevity. Don't put the cart before the horse and forget the foundation of everything."

Zhou Yiqiao probably understood this principle better than anyone else, but since it was an elder's instruction after all, he did not neglect it at all and bowed again with a sincere tone.

"I will keep the teachings of my elders in mind. I will definitely focus on cultivation and take alchemy as a supplement, so as to live up to the expectations and cultivation of my elders."

After that, the two of them exchanged glances, nodded, and then parted ways.

......

After leaving Fuguang City, Zhou Yiqiao controlled the Red Flame and Flowing Gold and headed straight for Qinjian Villa.

After a hundred years, Qinjian Villa still stands on the mountain top and lake shrouded in clouds and mist.

The morning sun shines through the sparse clouds and onto the solemn stone gate of Qinjian Villa. The golden light interweaves with the mountain mist, casting a mysterious veil over this ancient sect.

Zhou Yiqiao stood outside the mountain gate, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar scene, with an indescribable excitement in his heart.

When he left Qinjian Villa, he hid his identity and kept his tail between his legs, just like a mouse.

Now he has returned to Qinjian Villa. Although he still cannot reveal his identity due to his own identity and the fights in the villa, at least he is walking at night in fine clothes and is full of confidence.

Zhou Yiqiao took a deep breath, threw out the still valid Qingmu disciple token, and entered the villa safely.

"Brother Zhou!"

As soon as Zhou Yiqiao stepped into the villa, he heard a clear voice coming from not far away.

He looked in the direction of the voice and saw a young-looking woman in a scarlet dress walking towards him quickly.

There was a gleam of surprise in the woman's eyes. She was none other than Liu Rushui, the girl he had sent to Qinjian Villa that year.

After not seeing each other for decades, Liu Rushui's appearance has not changed much, except that her figure has become as slender as a branch, and she has a bit more of the gracefulness that only a young girl can have.

She just stood there and spoke, and attracted countless eyes to Zhou Yiqiao.

"Rushui? You've grown so big."

Zhou Yiqiao secretly sighed in his heart that beauty is a disaster, but a smile appeared on his face and he quickly walked towards her.

Liu Rushui quickly ran up to Zhou Yiqiao, grabbed his sleeve, and quickly left with Zhou Yiqiao in the sight of many Qinjian Villa disciples.

"Senior Baicao Weng's message was delivered to the eldest lady first, so she sent me to guard here to prevent Brother Zhou from being harassed by the disciples of the villa because of his status."

"I didn't expect that you, Brother Zhou, could come in so smoothly by yourself!"

Liu Rushui chattered non-stop, unable to suppress the smile on her face.

The two of them walked through the bustling crowd of disciples, attracting sidelong glances from time to time, but Liu Rushui seemed not to notice. She just held Zhou Yiqiao's sleeve tightly, as if she was afraid that he would suddenly disappear.

The journey was smooth and the two soon arrived at Qing Jimeng's residence.

In fact, although Zhou Yiqiao has known Qing Jimeng for such a long time, this is the first time he has entered Qing Jimeng’s residence.

Qing Jimeng's residence is located in a quiet bamboo forest deep in Qinjian Villa. It is surrounded by a veil-like mist, making it seem particularly otherworldly.

Stepping into this bamboo forest, it seems that even the air has become fresh and sweet. The occasional rustling sound among the bamboo leaves adds a bit of tranquility and elegance.

"Brother Zhou, the eldest lady's residence is in front, but the eldest lady has asked me to do something else, so I won't go in with you."

Liu Rushui stood in front of the bamboo house, gave Zhou Yiqiao a few instructions, and then disappeared from Zhou Yiqiao's sight like a gust of wind.

"I haven't seen this girl for many years. How come her personality has become so erratic?"

Zhou Yiqiao shook his head and laughed, then pushed open the door in front of him and saw a woman with extraordinary temperament in the room.