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

Inside the tent, candlelight flickered.

"Brother Mao, this hundred-year-old wine is indeed mellow and rich."

Zhou Yiqiao took a sip of the wine in the glass and couldn't help but sigh.

Mao Xin laughed when he heard this, picked up the wine glass on the table and drank it all in one gulp.

"This jar of century-old green bamboo wine is the treasure of that old man Henggui. He lost to me in a bet a few days ago, which made him feel distressed for a long time."

Zhou Yiqiao nodded slightly when he heard this, couldn't help but smile, and continued to taste the wine in the cup.

Mao Xin suddenly thought of something and turned around to ask.

"When we were discussing in the camp just now, I looked at the saint girl of the Netherworld Sect, and her eyes stayed on you from time to time. I must have a close relationship with you, right?"

Zhou Yiqiao was slightly startled, then smiled and shook his head.

"Brother Mao is joking. The status of the Saint of Netherworld Sect is so noble. It is a blessing for me to be able to become friends with her and explore the secret realm together in three lifetimes."

Seeing that Zhou Yiqiao was unwilling to admit it, Mao Xin didn't ask any more questions.

"I wonder how Brother Mao returned to the sect from Yiping?"

Zhou Yiqiao drank all the wine in the cup and after dispelling the smell of alcohol, he asked.

"General Weiyuan led his troops away, and Henggui used his secret method to notify me. Seeing that the situation was not good, the two of us ran back to Chu State in advance and escaped the disaster."

Mao Xin said with a smile.

"I see."

Zhou Yiqiao nodded.

Master Henggui runs Xianju in the camp on the Yanhuan front line. He is very familiar with the movements of all parties. It is not surprising that he can warn Mao Xin in advance.

"Since Brother Mao returned to Phoenix Pavilion early, he must have some understanding of the demon clan attacking Phoenix Pavilion?"

When Mao Xin heard this, his expression became much more serious.

"As far as I know, the number of monsters that invaded the Chu Kingdom this time is large, and those coming towards my Phoenix Pavilion are a group of powerful giant wolves."

"This group of giant wolves is huge in number and extremely intelligent. They are also cunning and ferocious. They are difficult to deal with."

"In addition, the commander who controls this group of giant wolves has never appeared head-on. We still don't know his true strength."

Hearing this, Zhou Yiqiao listened silently to what Mao Xin said, but began to plan his own plan in his heart.

Nowadays, the enemy is in darkness and we are in the dark. If you want to survive here, you still have to make good use of your own value and firmly grasp the thigh of Zhenjun Xuanyun.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yiqiao asked sincerely.

"Brother Mao and I have known each other for many years, and I also know that my younger brother likes to be quiet, but he doesn't want to get involved in this kind of disturbance."

"If Brother Mao has any news, please stay behind as much as possible. Please take care of me!"

Seeing this, Mao Xin patted his chest.

"Don't worry, little friend Zhou. Although this catastrophe is coming fiercely, with the Phoenix Pavilion, Liuyang Sect, and Netherworld Sect's Taoist friends gathered here, it won't be a problem to withstand it."

"As for staying behind..."

Mao Xin looked at Zhou Yiqiao with a half-smile.

"Young Zhou is now a saint who relies on the Netherworld Sect. Why should you sacrifice what is close and seek what is far away?"

After being reminded by Mao Xin, Zhou Yiqiao slapped his forehead and suddenly realized.

"Brother Mao made the point in time, but my younger brother was so confused that he even forgot about it."

"In that case, I just need to stay behind temporarily and wait for good news from the front."

Mao Xin laughed, picked up the wine in her hand, tilted her neck and drained the glass, then filled another glass and handed it to Zhou Yiqiao.

The two of them exchanged cups again, and it was already an hour after the jar of century-old green bamboo wine was finished.

Zhou Yiqiao stood up with a smile, rejected Mao Xin's offer to continue drinking, and left Mao Xin's tent.

He still had a lot of things to do before he could be sure that he could stay behind the battlefield.

Returning the way they came, they happened to see Zhenjun Xuanyun leading Wu Ranchen out of the meeting camp.

As soon as Zhenjun Xuanyun saw Zhou Yiqiao, he said to Zhenxuan Chengxuan at the side.

"Zhou Yiqiao is an elder of the Phoenix Pavilion and is familiar with my disciples of the Netherworld Sect. During this period, I will let him stay in our Netherworld Sect."

"If there is a misunderstanding between the two monks, it will be easier to deal with it if Elder Zhou is here."

Upon hearing this, Zhenjun Chengxuan thought for a moment and then nodded in agreement.

Seeing this, Zhou Yiqiao hurriedly stepped forward to salute and thank him.

"Thank you, Zhenjun!"

Immortal Chengxuan waved his hand, indicating that it was okay, then turned around and left with several Immortals from Phoenix Pavilion.

Zhou Yiqiao followed True Lord Xuanyun and Wu Ranchen to the tent prepared for the Nether Sect monks and heard True Lord Xuanyun say.

"There are many people here, and in addition to the three major sects, there are also many casual cultivators who come here to make money. You two must be careful."

The two of them bowed and agreed. After watching True Lord Xuanyun enter their tent, they smiled at each other and walked towards the disciple's residence nearby.

Along the way, Zhou Yiqiao looked around carefully.

He found that in this camp, the disciples of the three generals only accounted for 40% of the number, and the majority were casual cultivators in different costumes.

In order to maintain the reputation of being the most upright person, Phoenix Pavilion is open to all casual cultivators.

These casual cultivators are a mixed bag of fish and dragons, each with his or her own agenda. Except for the fact that the entire camp is occupied by humans, it is no more stable than the previous frontline battlefield.

When he and Wu Ranchen were walking halfway, they saw two groups of people fighting endlessly, refusing to give in to each other.

"You guy, don't be punished by not eating your toast. Take out the demon elixir from the golden elixir giant wolf, otherwise I will kill you today."

A short, fat Taoist priest with a bloated body held two swords in his hands and threatened in an angry voice.

"You fat guy, we have also contributed to the Golden Elixir Giant Wolf. We agreed to distribute the demon elixir to us. Why are you going back on your word now?"

On the other side, two monks dressed in the costumes of Phoenix Pavilion disciples were glaring at the fat Taoist priest without showing any signs of weakness.

"Hey, I wonder why you two don't have any brains? We agreed at the beginning that whoever kills the monster will get the monster pill."

The fat Taoist priest looked like he was succeeding in his evil scheme and said with a smile.

"Now that the demon beast is dead, the demon pill will naturally be kept by me."

As soon as the fat Taoist priest said this, the uninformed onlookers around him suddenly sighed.

The two felt the contempt in the eyes of others and became angry. One of the younger ones couldn't bear the anger in his heart and drew his sword out of its sheath.

"Humph, you fat man is just too much of a bully."

After saying that, he shook the sword in his hand and stabbed towards the fat Taoist priest.

Seeing this, the fat Taoist priest was not afraid at all and snorted coldly.

"court death!"

With a "clang" sound, the fat Taoist priest closed his two swords and caught the opponent's flying sword. Then he released his right hand and threw away the opponent's long sword.

The sword had already flown out, but the fat Taoist priest didn't give up. When the two swords were combined, the golden light surged, and he was about to chop down the two Phoenix Pavilion disciples.