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

After saying goodbye to Xuan Ya, Zhou Yiqiao left the Merciless Prison just as he had come, went through the tedious procedures, and headed towards the largest market next to the Nether Demon Sect.

Before setting off to the battlefield between Netherworld Demon Sect and Mo Tuo Mountain, he also needed to purchase some spiritual objects necessary for practice and some necessary magic weapons for himself.

The most important one is naturally the flying magic weapon suitable for him.

The battlefields of the two sects are hundreds of millions of miles away from the sects or the Ten Thousand Bone Mountains. It is naturally impossible for Zhou Yiqiao to go there without the help of any magic weapon and only rely on his spiritual power.

The largest market near Netherworld Demon Sect is called Netherworld Demon Sect. It is a huge market for immortal cultivators that is personally managed by Netherworld Demon Sect and ranks among the best in the entire Tianchen world.

The entrance to the market is guarded by two huge black stone lions.

The stone lion is made of the extremely precious Xuanming Stone. The aura it emits alone is at least in the realm of refining the void.

The eyes of the two stone lions flashed with a cold light, scanning every cultivator who entered Netherworld City. While remembering the auras of all the monks, they also warned everyone not to think about any transcendence in Netherworld City. Lift.

Stepping into Youmingfang City, Zhou Yiqiao saw a prosperous scene in front of him.

The streets are wide and flat, paved with black stone bricks, giving people a mysterious and depressing atmosphere.

On both sides of the street, tall buildings blocked the sunlight, making the entire city look dim, adding a mysterious aura similar to that of the Netherworld Demon Sect.

On the street, many monks who could not afford the prices of shops in Netherworld Square set up stalls on the spot and hawked along the street.

At the stalls, colorful spiritual stones, precious herbs, weapon refining materials, magic weapons, elixirs and even spiritual objects that Zhou Yiqiao couldn't even name were all for sale. It could be said that everything was available.

An endless stream of immortal cultivators stopped in front of various stalls and bargained with the stall owners, making it very lively.

Zhou Yiqiao visited each stall one by one to see if there were any treasures he needed.

It's a pity that although the Nether Way can be said to include most of the treasures in the world of immortality, it still doesn't have what Zhou Yiqiao wants.

Except for the spiritual spiritual objects Zhou Yiqiao needs in a few shops, there are no flying magic tools that meet his needs in the entire city.

Just when he shook his head and sighed, and was about to return in despair, a magic weapon on a stall that had just been set up caught his attention.

Zhou Yiqiao walked to the stall and carefully looked at the folding fan in the middle.

The folding fan is generally ink-colored, with four scarlet gems inlaid on each fan bone. A black dragon and a black phoenix are carved on the fan surface, which is lifelike.

Even without touching this treasure, Zhou Yiqiao could still feel that this folding fan-shaped flying magic weapon was of extremely high quality and was enough to meet his current needs.

"Brother, are you interested in this flying magic weapon?"

The stall owner looked at Zhou Yiqiao and kept looking at the folding fan, and asked with a smile.

Zhou Yiqiao spoke out without comment.

"Fellow Taoist, could you please introduce this treasure?"

The stall owner picked up the folding fan and displayed the precious fan in front of Zhou Yiqiao in detail.

"This flying magic weapon is a high-grade spiritual treasure, called the 'Qingming Divine Fan'. I obtained it from the cave of a senior Lianxu."

"Brother, you should be able to see the power of this magic weapon. I don't think I need to introduce it too much."

"If I hadn't been short of money recently and could barely afford even the most basic elixirs, I would never have sold this treasure."

The stall owner sighed and looked at Zhou Yiqiao with some pain, as if he felt that his loss was too great.

Zhou Yiqiao naturally didn't care about the other party's clumsy method of raising the price. After thinking about it for a long time, he quoted a price.

"Even if fellow Taoist praise this Qingming Divine Fan to the sky, it can't change the fact that it is still just a flying magic weapon."

"One thousand high-grade spiritual stones. If fellow Taoist can accept it, I will take a photo of it. If fellow Taoist cannot accept it, I will at most spend some time looking for another seller."

As soon as Zhou Yiqiao said these words, the stall owner immediately looked at Zhou Yiqiao with a surprised expression.

"Brother, could it be that you have lost your mind and gone crazy!?"

"Although brother, you can produce high-grade spiritual stones, but the price of a thousand pieces, let alone high-grade spiritual treasures, can't even buy some middle-grade spiritual treasures in excellent condition!"

After saying this, he looked like he was at a disadvantage and compared the numbers to Zhou Yiqiao.

"If brother really wants it, two thousand high-grade spiritual stones!"

When Zhou Yiqiao heard this, he sneered, said something coldly, and stood up to leave.

"The price is 1,500 high-grade spiritual stones. If you are still not willing, then forget it."

When the stall owner saw this, he became anxious, turned red and shouted.

"Fifteen hundred spiritual stones...Brother, you might as well kill me for fun!"

He looked like a madman, but he saw that Zhou Yiqiao didn't stop at all. After struggling for a long time, he finally shouted with a louder voice.

"Brother, wait a minute, one thousand five hundred high-grade spiritual stones is one thousand five hundred high-grade spiritual stones. I will treat you as a friend!"

The stall owner's compromising voice reached Zhou Yiqiao's ears, finally making him stop.

He returned to the stall, quickly took out a sufficient amount of spirit stones, handed them over to the stall owner, and said with a smile.

"I personally teach Zhou Yiqiao, the elder of the White Bones of Ten Thousand Bones Mountain. If my fellow Taoist comes to the Wild Bone Plains in the future, you can come to Ten Thousand Bones Mountain to find me. I will definitely do my best to be a landlord."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Yiqiao did not stop, turned around and disappeared from the stall owner's sight.

But the stall owner who stayed at his original appointment couldn't help but become ecstatic.

If he can establish a relationship with the disciples of Elder Skeleton, his status will be greatly improved in the future throughout the Netherworld Demon Sect.

"A direct disciple of Elder Bai Gu...he is making a lot of money now!"

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On the other hand, after Zhou Yiqiao left the shop, he was not in a hurry to leave Netherworld City. Instead, he found an inn and stayed in it temporarily.

Now that he finally got a high-grade flying magic weapon, he naturally wanted to complete the sacrifice as soon as possible and use it completely for his own use.

Because of Zhou Yiqiao's status, the inn where he was staying found an extremely quiet courtyard for him so that he could practice without any worries.

For several months after that, he stayed in the courtyard without leaving home, refining the Qingming Divine Fan inside and out several times before finally putting it into his storage bag.

After everything was ready, Zhou Yiqiao did not return to Wangu Mountain. Instead, after communicating with Chu Tianxing as usual, he set off directly from Youmingfang City and flew towards the Lingshi Mine where the two sects were fighting.