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

Sword washing pool, sinking sword tower.

"The store has just opened, and the most important thing is to make a name for itself."

"When you arrive in Baigufang City, you will use the name of my elder Baigu's disciple to promote it. As long as you can get your name out there, with the quality of our elixirs, you won't be afraid of losing profits."

Zhou Yiqiao gave Hu Changzai a bulging storage bag and gave instructions in a deep voice.

"Yes, Master, please rest assured, I will try my best to live up to Master's expectations!"

When Hu Changzai heard the words, he immediately responded, turned around and left the sword washing pool with a bloody face that he had been unwilling to speak.

Zhou Yiqiao couldn't help but sigh as he looked at Hu Changzai's leaving figure.

Although Hu Changzai was not like Seven Swords, who stayed by his side to cultivate loyalty since childhood, he had a delicate and clear mind, and he usually knew how to figure out his psychology.

After all, the blood painting has not yet accepted Zhou Yiqiao's spiritual brand. According to Zhou Yiqiao's character, it can still allow him to deal with the shops in Baigufang City, which shows how much this demon is usually in line with his wishes.

"I just hope that this blood bat can see the reality clearly, so that I won't have to personally solve the trouble."

Zhou Yiqiao secretly thought in his heart, and without further delay, he took out the senior brother's experience in having a baby sent by Shen Kuo.

It has been more than a month since he returned to Wangu Mountain.

During this period, he had not chosen to retreat for a long time because he considered that his cheap master might return to Ten Thousand Bones Mountain to teach his skills at any time.

Because of this, these days, apart from his daily practice, he can only spend the rest of his time studying the Dongji Immortality Materia Medica and the insights given by his senior brother.

As for the magic of reincarnation of demons taught by Elder Bai Gu, it has been put off again and again and has never been started.

"Elder brother is indeed a genius that Yongzhou has recognized over the years. I have just scratched the surface of this knowledge and have solved many problems that have arisen in my practice so far."

Zhou Yiqiao put the bamboo slip between his eyebrows and felt the majestic spiritual power transform into characters one after another and flow into his mind.

"It's true that after reading the book a hundred times, its meaning will become apparent. Every time you read Senior Brother's insights one more time, you will understand a bit of the truth contained in it."

Zhou Yiqiao's reading progress was very fast. In less than two hours, he finished browsing again and slowly opened his eyes.

"Huh... I have gained a lot from this retreat!"

Zhou Yiqiao couldn't help but smile as he felt another problem in his mind being resolved.

This feeling of having clear thoughts was something he had not felt for a long time after he advanced to the Golden Pill.

Qijian, who had been waiting on the side for a long time without speaking a word, quickly brought tea to Zhou Yiqiao when he saw that Zhou Yiqiao had finally finished practicing.

Zhou Yiqiao took the tea cup, looked at Qijian and smiled bitterly.

"You are also a Golden Core cultivator after all. Aren't you tired of hanging around me all day like a servant?"

"What did the master say? The Seven Swords are what they are today because of the master. These simple tasks are just a matter of course."

Upon hearing this, Qijian knelt down on one knee and spoke respectfully.

Zhou Yiqiao looked at Qijian kneeling in front of him and shook his head.

"You are just too rigid. I still like you the way you were before. You would be more likable if you were more lively."

He handed the finished teacup back to Qijian and continued.

"I know it's because I don't want the maids from Wan Gu Mountain to enter the sword washing pool that I let you do it yourself."

"Let's do this. You find a group of mortal women with clean heels and let them station in the sword washing pool. From now on, let them do the menial work of serving tea and water and serving guests."

Hearing this, Qijian hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"Yes, Seven Swords will do it as soon as possible."

Zhou Yiqiao looked at Qijian's respectful appearance and sighed in his heart.

Seven Swords is also a monster after all. With such a pure and kind temper, I guess I can only see it myself.

"Go down and get ready."

After sending the Seven Swords away, Zhou Yiqiao took out the Dongji Immortality Materia Medica that he copied and read it carefully.

This Dongji Immortality Materia Medica is more like a diary recording the daily life of alchemy than a book of insights.

The senior who created this book recorded in detail the entire process and steps from entering the alchemy path to becoming a sixth-level alchemist.

Because of his foundation, Zhou Yiqiao's alchemy records of the first to third levels were all in one glance, and he quickly integrated his alchemy skills together.

However, the difficulty of alchemy techniques from the fourth to the sixth level rose sharply. He had only a limited understanding of many places. He could only wait until he went to the Netherworld Demon Sect and attacked the alchemy elder from the side.

As usual, Zhou Yiqiao first carefully studied an alchemy note written by his senior, and then refined two batches of elixirs according to his daily refining techniques and the steps described in the note.

After the second batch of elixirs was formed, he compared the elixirs refined by the two methods in terms of cost, medicinal properties, erysipelas and other aspects to determine which one was better and to improve his alchemy skills.

This kind of practice method, apart from the consumption of spiritual herbs, can be said to have improved Zhou Yiqiao's alchemy skills clearly to the naked eye.

But for Zhou Yiqiao, who is pregnant with the moonstone space, consuming spiritual grass is harmless.

Unknowingly, an hour passed quietly.

Zhou Yiqiao put down his books and cleaned up the spiritual herbs. It was rare to relax and have free time.

The night in the Sword Washing Pond is not too dark. On this dark and windy night, the pond filled with sword intent during the day seems even more quiet and refreshing.

Zhou Yiqiao paced around the sword washing pool for a week, his eyes flashing with excitement and a hint of smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.

While he was immersed in the night, the entire Ten Thousand Bones Mountain suddenly changed.

The pressure as surging as the waves came from Jiutian, and before Zhou Yiqiao could react, a spiritual thought covering the entire Wangu Mountain had already locked onto him.

"Master!"

Zhou Yi, who was leaning on the bridge, was overjoyed and raised his hands toward the sky.

This divine thought was clearly that of Elder Bai Gu, the cheap master he was so familiar with.

"Yes, even in just over a month, you have not neglected your practice."

"It's too late today. I'll go to the Bone Palace tomorrow and I'll teach you the remaining skill coefficients."

Even though they were far apart, Elder Bai Gu could feel Zhou Yiqiao's actions.

The brilliant heavenly sound came with the moonlight, which made Zhou Yiqiao's eardrums sting, but he felt even more ecstasy in his heart, and he quickly agreed.

When Elder Bai Gu's spiritual thoughts dissipated, the oppressive feeling that enveloped Zhou Yiqiao finally dissipated.

He suppressed the excitement in his heart, bowed again in the direction Elder Baigu left, put aside his thoughts of relaxation, and returned to Shenjian Tower.