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

As the prison where the Netherworld Demon Sect imprisoned all false or orthodox monks, the Merciless Prison was extremely heavily guarded.

Zhou Yiqiao followed the deacon who was in charge of entering and exiting the Merciless Prison and passed through nine checkpoints before finally arriving at the core area of ​​the Nether Demon Sect.

In front of him was a huge prison.

The entire prison was surrounded by layers of solid dark iron chains, like a huge steel cage, filled with an indestructible aura of darkness.

On the only door leading to the interior of the Merciless Prison, a guard in black robes stood on the left and right sides of the passage every ten feet.

If you observe carefully, you can see that these guards holding heavy swords are puppets with the golden elixir realm.

The expressions of these puppets were very stiff, and pairs of dark eyes followed Zhou Yiqiao and the deacon closely after they arrived.

An invisible feeling of depression spread.

Not to mention Zhou Yiqiao, even the deacon in front of Zhou Yiqiao, who had been responsible for welcoming people all year round, felt a little uncomfortable.

The two subconsciously speeded up their pace, and after crossing nine more passes that stood above the passage, they finally arrived at the gate of the Merciless Prison!

Zhou Yiqiao raised his eyes and found that there was a defensive formation with a faint light outside the gate!

This formation is extremely complex, engraved with ancient runes and spells, and each rune exudes rich dark energy.

This black energy seemed to be able to absorb all light and spiritual energy. Zhou Yiqiao even suspected that if he touched it without authorization, he might drain all the spiritual energy in his body in an instant!

"Junior brother, wait a moment."

The deacon in front of Zhou Yiqiao finally spoke.

Zhou Yiqiao nodded and stood there, quietly waiting for the other party's instructions.

The deacon took out a jade slip from his sleeve and embedded it into the only groove on the light screen.

Only a click was heard, and a palm-sized portal opened above the light curtain.

Behind the portal, a pair of alert eyes appeared.

After the deacon opened his mouth and said an extremely obscure word, he took out another token from his sleeve robe and sent it to the other party through the narrow door.

The man behind the portal took the token and after checking that it was correct, finally opened a passage above the formation that only allowed one person to pass through.

Zhou Yiqiao and the deacon looked at each other, then crossed the passage and entered the interior of the Merciless Prison.

There was darkness in the Merciless Prison, with only a faint light coming from the cracks under the ground, illuminating the narrow and gloomy corridors.

The walls on both sides of the corridor were engraved with various restrictions that Zhou Yiqiao had never seen before.

These restrictions echoed each other, and the pressure between them was entangled, making even the most basic movements difficult for Zhou Yiqiao.

In desperation, Zhou Yiqiao had no choice but to activate his spiritual power and form a simple spiritual shield outside his body, which was able to isolate the pressure of the surrounding restrictions and resume normal actions.

The two continued walking along the corridor, and finally saw a glimmer of light after nearly a stick of incense.

"arrive?"

"arrive."

The deacon nodded and handed the token hanging around his waist to Zhou Yiqiao.

"Junior brother, the rules in Wuqing Prison are strict. Senior brother can only send you here, and the rest of the journey depends on you."

"Senior Brother Xuanya should be in the Penultimate Prison on the penultimate floor. Junior brother, just look down and you should be able to see him."

"Thank you, senior brother."

"Junior brother, you're welcome. I'll take my leave now."

After the deacon said this, he saluted Zhou Yiqiao, then turned into a stream of light and flew away quickly along the road he came from.

Zhou Yiqiao watched the other party disappear into the darkness, took a deep breath, and stepped into the dim light in front of him.

A burst of dazzling light obscured his eyes, and the smell of decay rushed straight into Zhou Yiqiao's nose. Zhou Yiqiao couldn't help but cough twice.

After a while, the light gradually dissipated, and Zhou Yiqiao finally adapted to the harsh environment around him and opened his eyes.

What came into view were rows of cells, and in each cell was a pseudo-monk imprisoned.

There is a golden elixir puppet guarding in front of each cell.

When Zhou Yiqiao entered the prison, these Jindan puppets had already noticed his presence, and all eyes were focused on him.

Seeing this situation, Zhou Yiqiao hurriedly held the token given by the deacon brother in front of him.

Seeing this token, the Jindan puppets turned around and allowed Zhou Yiqiao to pass by.

Zhou Yiqiao followed the same method on each subsequent floor, going down through the dark corridor, and finally reached the Infernal Prison where senior brother Xuan Ya was.

The atmosphere in the Infinite Prison became more and more oppressive and bad. A strong evil aura rushed towards his face from the surrounding restrictions, forcing Zhou Yiqiao to have to guard his mind to prevent this evil thought from contaminating his Taoist heart.

He did not dare to stay here too long and walked forward quickly, looking for his senior brother Xuan Ya.

After a cup of tea, Zhou Yiqiao finally found his senior brother Xuan Ya.

A young man with a handsome face in a green shirt sat cross-legged on a futon.

There was a layer of light yellow aura surrounding the young man, as if some power was nourishing his body, causing him to exude a vague pressure, blocking out all the evil atmosphere in the Infinite Prison.

Zhou Yiqiao handed the yellow album presented by Senior Sister Xuanyun to the young man, then bowed respectfully towards the young man on the futon and got straight to the point.

"Zhou Yiqiao, a disciple of Elder Baigu of Wangu Mountain, pays homage to senior brother!"

Hearing Zhou Yiqiao's words, Xuan Ya slowly opened his eyes, glanced at the yellow book in Zhou Yiqiao's hand, and said with some surprise.

"That girl Xuanyun went to Yanzhou more than a hundred years ago. Where did your yellow book come from?"

Zhou Yiqiao heard this and immediately explained.

"Reporting to Senior Brother, Junior Brother is originally a monk from Yanzhou. He was able to join the Netherworld Demon Sect because of Senior Sister Xuanyun's recommendation."

"Oh? I didn't expect that, junior brother, you are actually a monk from Yanzhou."

Xuan Ya's expression was obviously more surprised than before.

"It seems that girl is right. A true pride of heaven can stir up wind and rain even if he is born in Yanzhou."

Xuan Ya said, stretched out his hand, took the yellow book from Zhou Yiqiao's hand, checked it carefully, and finally asked after confirming that it was not fake.

"Since he is the person recommended by that girl Xuanyun, as her senior brother, I can't be stingy. After all, what do you want from this trip?"

A look of hesitation appeared on Zhou Yiqiao's face. After organizing his words, he finally spoke.

"Junior brother had some accidents when he was having a baby, and he formed a demon baby. I came here because I want to ask my senior brother for the method of cultivating a demon baby."