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

It wasn't until Liu Yun looked at the list in his hand that he realized that he had fallen into Zhou Yiqiao's trap.

This is a naked calculation!

But he was unable to refute.

Regardless of Zhou Yiqiao's identity, he is the fifth direct disciple of White Bone Taoist Master.

The price of this Black Blood Ginseng alone can definitely afford the price of 10 million spiritual stones.

Moreover, Liu Yun also had a vague feeling that Zhou Yiqiao did not want others to know that this black blood ginseng that was more than 9,800 years old came from him.

This means that as long as he secretly helps Zhou Yiqiao collect the spiritual objects on this list, he and Zhou Yiqiao will have reached a tacit understanding of mutual benefit.

This kind of tacit understanding can be good or bad, but in Liu Yun's view, it undoubtedly has more advantages than disadvantages.

Thinking of this, Liu Yun had some concerns in his mind.

In front of Zhou Yiqiao, he carefully put the list into his sleeves and said with a smile on his face.

"Fifth Young Master, you think it's a coincidence, Liu can get everything on this list if he knocks it off."

"I wonder if Fifth Young Master can give Liu three months. After three months, Liu can personally deliver the spiritual objects on this list to Fifth Young Master's sword washing pool."

Hearing this, Zhou Yiqiao raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Can you really get it?"

Liu Yun smiled and rubbed his hands, seeming a little embarrassed about the Haikou he had praised so much.

"The Fifth Young Master may have forgotten that there was this Purple Jade Auction House behind Mr. Liu."

"As a foundation-building monk, Liu is naturally impossible, but with the cover of this auction house, Liu can do a lot."

"If Fifth Young Master doesn't believe it, Liu dares to make an oath!"

Seeing this, Zhou Yiqiao raised the corner of his mouth with a faint arc, and personally placed the brocade box containing black blood ginseng into Liu Yun's arms.

"Okay, I believe you once. Three months later, I will be waiting for you at the sword washing pool!"

After saying this, Zhou Yiqiao stood up and walked away. When he reached the door, he suddenly turned back and said to Liu Yun with a smile.

"If you can accomplish this, no matter where you are promoted in the future, I can give you priority the items I want to sell."

After giving Liu Yun another reassurance, Zhou Yiqiao turned around and left without any hesitation.

Liu Yun watched Zhou Yiqiao leave, with a look of ecstasy on his face.

Originally, he just planned to sell this Black Blood Ginseng to the Purple Jade Auction House and make a fortune on the way, but he never thought that he would be able to connect with Zhou Yiqiao.

As long as he can cling to Zhou Yiqiao's thigh, it goes without saying that there will be benefits in the future. Even if his position cannot be changed, he will have much more money than before!

At the thought of this, Liu Yun was elated, and with a bright smile, he sat in the seat where Zhou Yiqiao had just sat, and poured himself a cup of spiritual tea, which was extremely comfortable.

On the other side, after Zhou Yiqiao left the Purple Jade Auction House, he went to his shop to collect one million spiritual stones, and then purchased some basic cultivation supplies in the market, before he commanded Teng Yunhu and returned to the Sword Washing Pond. .

After suspending retreat twice in a short period of time, Zhou Yiqiao became a little impetuous.

Unable to calm down and practice the techniques in seclusion, he simply took out the Wentian Pill and planned to take it during this period to face his inner demons in advance.

Through the connection between the presence and absence of the sea of ​​consciousness, Zhou Yiqiao asked Chu Tianxing to temporarily return to the sword-washing pool to handle the chores for him, then sat down cross-legged and swallowed the Wentian Pill.

In an instant, the surging medicinal power exploded, impacting every inch of flesh and blood and meridians in his body like a tide.

This huge medicinal power made Zhou Yiqiao's whole body turn reddish, like cooked shrimps.

Zhou Yiqiao thought that after these years of masochistic practice, he had become almost immune to pain.

But now I am still suffering from this burning pain.

He wanted to force himself to stay awake, but as soon as he used his spiritual power to refine the power of the Wentian Pill, he completely fell into a coma.

......

When he woke up again, Zhou Yiqiao found himself sitting cross-legged in a very simple cave.

The entire cave was empty and lifeless except for a pair of tables and chairs, a stone bed, and a shelf with a few miscellaneous items.

He stood up slowly, feeling weak and sore all over. Looking inside, he realized that his cultivation had actually regressed to the middle stage of Qi refining!

Zhou Yiqiao was shocked. Just when he wanted to mobilize his spiritual power to check what was wrong with him, he found that his body was not in control and started to act!

"what happened!"

He hurriedly gathered his mind and tried to manipulate the spiritual power in his dantian to regain control.

However, all this is in vain.

Zhou Yiqiao watched helplessly as his body walked out of the cave and boarded an extremely dilapidated spirit boat.

The spirit boat headed towards a towering mountain peak in the distance. After flying for about an hour, it slowly stopped at a square.

What he saw were many Qi Refining disciples with similar cultivation levels to him. Each one of them was walking in a hurry, but their steps were hurried, but they were all heading towards a big hall in the center of the square with a clear goal.

Zhou Yiqiao looked around and saw the familiar scenes and situations. The long-standing memory in his heart was unlocked, and a name that he had forgotten for a long time appeared in his mind.

"This is the Yaori Sect!?"

He actually returned to the sect he had joined when he first entered the path of immortality, the Yaori Sect!

"If this place is really the Yaori Sect, then this is the Hall of Contribution."

"Looking at my cultivation, I must have just discovered the Moonstone Space. I came to the Contribution Hall this time to seek a position as a handyman in the Medicine Garden."

Zhou Yiqiao looked down at his body like an outsider, stepped into the Contribution Hall, and came to a middle-aged man in white.

"This is Shi Kai. He is a veritable second-generation immortal among the Yaori Sect. He was the person I envied the most back then."

Zhou Yiqiao looked at his old friend in the foundation-building realm and fell into memories.

Until he came to worship his master, Elder Baigu, although he moved around in various sects, he was still alone after all.

If a lonely person wants to succeed in cultivation, he has to compete for resources everywhere. When he is in trouble or exhausted physically and mentally, he has also thought about whether he would go further if he were like Shikai.

"Boom! Boom!"

As soon as Zhou Yiqiao's thought came up, a deafening sound of bells sounded in his mind.

In an instant, the world was spinning, his vision went dark again, and he fell into a drowsy state.

When he opened his eyes and woke up again, he found that his cultivation level had been upgraded to the foundation-building realm.

But Shi Kai, whom he had just met, turned into a disciple in the middle stage of Qi refining. He was tremblingly taking out a spirit stone from his sleeve and handing it to him calmly.

"Senior Brother Zhou, my junior brother is weak and cannot do heavy work. I hope that my senior brother can arrange for my junior brother a light job like a handyman in the medicine garden."