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

Zhou Yiqiao knew that this should be the benefit that the Soul Infant Fruit brought to him after being absorbed by the Consciousness Sea.

As time passed, Zhou Yiqiao felt that his consciousness became thicker and more solid, as if it were cast from a piece of fine steel.

Not only that, he could also sense that the God Forging Chapter had reached the second level, and now he was only one step away from breaking through to the third level, truly achieving the end of all hardships!

After an unknown amount of time, Zhou Yiqiao suddenly opened his eyes as a roar came.

"break!"

Zhou Yiqiao roared loudly in an attempt to relieve the pain of refining the God during the breakthrough in the God Training Chapter!

As Zhou Yiqiao roared, an invisible ripple of spiritual thought centered on him and spread in all directions.

The aura in the room was disturbed by this divine thought and became extremely chaotic.

"Crack!"

Following a crisp sound that only Zhou Yiqiao could hear, a gray-white mark suddenly condensed between his eyebrows.

Immediately afterwards, the spiritual thoughts in his body quickly gathered towards this mark as if they had found a target.

In just a few breaths, this mark had condensed and taken shape.

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Yiqiao waved his hand, and a thin gray needle instantly condensed between his eyebrows.

The next second, the thin needle flew out and instantly nailed into the ground not far away.

With a bang, the ground sank down by about three feet!

Divine thoughts become reality!

After the strength of a monk's spiritual consciousness reaches a certain level, it is a sign that the spiritual attack changes from virtual to real!

Zhou Yiqiao stood there, looking at the deep pit. Although he looked tired, the satisfaction in his eyes was unmistakable.

Although his spiritual thought only condensed a thin gray needle the size of a needle tip, the energy within it was indeed extremely overbearing.

You must know that the spiritual attack among monks is just a concept of nothingness. The attack method that can condense the entity is already a very unnatural method for others.

It was like the two sides were just attacking each other with silk, and suddenly someone took out a sharp sword. This move was enough to kill the opponent instantly!

Moreover, Zhou Yiqiao's method of transforming spiritual thoughts into reality is not a one-time consumable, but a conventional method that can be used continuously.

As long as his spiritual consciousness does not feel tired, then his spiritual consciousness can continuously condense one after another substantial spiritual attacks, making the opponent tired of dealing with it!

Of course, this kind of attack method based on virtual reality also has many disadvantages.

It can be seen from Zhou Yiqiao's pale face that this move is currently very draining for him.

Even with his spiritual consciousness, which is stronger than ordinary people, he can condense up to two fine needles in a short period of time under full exertion.

But even so, Zhou Yiqiao's confidence in the Soul Forging Chapter has skyrocketed due to the earth-shaking changes in his spiritual consciousness.

You must know that turning spiritual thoughts into reality is not just as simple as condensing a thin needle with spiritual consciousness.

If he learns more skills in the future, he can even add some special attack effects to his spiritual attacks, making it difficult for his opponents to defend against them and causing even more headaches.

Zhou Yiqiao even suspected that he would be able to completely grind a monk of the same level to death by just standing there and releasing spiritual attacks.

"call!"

After exhaling a long breath, Zhou Yiqiao felt his body relaxed a lot, and he threw his head up and fell on the bed behind him.

"The effect of this Soul Infant Fruit is extremely powerful. If it were not for the dual effects of this object and the Soul Forging Chapter, my spiritual consciousness would have to reach at least the Nascent Soul realm if I wanted to achieve such an effect."

Zhou Yiqiao looked up at the ceiling and couldn't help but sigh.

"And this God Forging chapter is really mysterious."

"According to what Eunuch Lin said, this Soul Forging Chapter is just a fragment obtained by chance from the previous Holy Emperor."

"The first four levels alone are so powerful. If I get the subsequent formula, I don't know what it will be like."

"It's a pity that such a powerful divine soul technique is probably kept secret by major sects in Yongzhou and even Zhongzhou. If I want to obtain the follow-up technique, I still have to be strong enough."

Shaking his head, Zhou Yiqiao stopped thinking about it and rested his head on the pillow in a daze, and fell into a deep sleep after a short time.

For a monk like Zhou Yiqiao who has just been able to realize his spiritual thoughts, the consumption of the fine needle of spiritual consciousness is still too huge.

He slept on the bed for three full days before slowly waking up.

Zhou Yiqiao rubbed his sore neck, stretched his muscles, and felt an indescribable sense of pleasure filling his whole body.

"Thank you for your protection. I will not break my promise with you when we arrive at Yongzhou and settle down!"

Zhou Yiqiao was in a good mood, and his attitude towards the Wanhun Banner Weapon Spirit became much kinder.

The soul beast nodded in agreement, then grinned at Zhou Yiqiao with its bloody mouth, turning into a burst of green smoke and getting into Zhou Yiqiao's body.

This time, it was obviously much more at ease in the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, and it had obviously been successfully coaxed by Zhou Yiqiao.

Zhou Yiqiao didn't bother to pay attention to it, sitting cross-legged on the bed and sinking into the interior scene. After confirming that the sea of ​​consciousness had been completely restored after three days of sleep, he stood up and walked out of the room.

It was late at night, and except for a few people on patrol, most Netherworld Sect disciples had returned to their residences to practice, and the streets were quite quiet.

Zhou Yiqiao rarely relaxed, so he strolled along the street.

Not long after walking, a group of people suddenly came in front of them. They were talking among themselves as they walked, as if something big had happened.

Zhou Yiqiao felt strange and instinctively gave way, not wanting to cause more trouble.

But that group of people refused to let him go and pushed in front of him, blocking his way.

"Mr. Zhou, the sect leader is looking for you. Please come over as soon as possible!"

The leader in front, a man in black who was in the middle stage of Jindan and had the highest cultivation level among the group, shouted to Zhou Yiqiao with an anxious look on his face.

Then without stopping, he hurriedly fled into the distance with the group of monks behind him.

Zhou Yiqiao felt a shiver in his heart. He expected that the demon clan might be attacking this place at night, so he didn't dare to delay. The stream of light flashed under his feet, and he stepped on Teng Yunhui and fled towards the residence of Zhenjun Xuanyun.

Soon, he arrived at the residence of Zhenjun Xuanyun.

"Master Zhou!"

"Mr. Zhou, you are finally here. The sect leader has been waiting for you for a long time. Come in quickly."

In front of the residence of Zhenjun Xuanyun, the senior officials of Netherworld Sect were already gathered. After seeing Zhou Yiqiao's arrival, they all greeted him with enthusiasm.

Zhou Yiqiao was secretly vigilant, but on the surface he didn't show anything unusual.

He nodded slightly in greeting, then stepped forward and walked into Zhenjun Xuanyun's residence.