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

Seeing that Zhou Yiqiao did as promised, the masked man finally relaxed after being worried.

He stiffened his neck, pretending to be under duress from Zhou Yiqiao, and spoke reluctantly.

"Ask me. As long as I know something, I will tell you everything."

Zhou Yiqiao nodded and briefly asked a few questions.

"Who is your surname? What is your title? From which elder in Mo Tuo Mountain did you learn?"

"My name is Lin Yunfeng. I hold the sword and protect the Dharma in Mo Tuo Mountain. I am considered a disciple of the elder Protector, and I have no title."

After hearing his words, Zhou Yiqiao raised his eyebrows with a surprised expression.

"With your strength, can you be the disciple of Elder Protector?"

Zhou Yiqiao suddenly remembered something, and a strange look suddenly appeared on his face.

If he remembers correctly, there is indeed a person in Motuo Mountain

This person is greedy and has become a proficient in the skill of "selling official positions and winning titles" in the sect.

Any disciple in Motuo Mountain who wants to find a supporter can exchange for the corresponding disciple status according to the different prices given by the elder.

"What is your relationship with Lin Yuanshan?"

Zhou Yiqiao looked at Lin Yunfeng and said tentatively.

"It's my great-grandfather."

Lin Yunfeng speaks out.

"Since you are Lin Yuanshan's great-grandson, how did you end up in this situation?"

Zhou Yiqiao looked at Lin Yunfeng again quite unexpectedly, his eyes full of suspicion.

Hearing Zhou Yiqiao's question, Lin Yunfeng, who had always been quite courageous, suddenly turned red, as if he was ashamed to speak.

"My great-grandfather, besides being greedy for money, one of his other hobbies was lust."

"The great-grandfathers combined their cultivation and lived for tens of thousands of years. I know of thousands of concubines alone, not to mention the number of great-grandchildren."

"Although not all descendants can possess spiritual roots, based on such a huge number, it has already exceeded tens of thousands."

"Among these tens of thousands of people, I can only be considered as an upper-middle-class person. How can I be remembered by my great-grandfather?"

"I see."

Zhou Yiqiao nodded slightly, not feeling any surprise.

In this Tianchen world, there are too many immortals who choose various "hobbies" in order to relieve their loneliness after practicing. Vulgar hobbies like Lin Yuanshan are already considered commonplace.

After thinking for a moment, he continued to ask.

"Then among these disciples of your great-grandfather, are there any talented people who come to the front line to fight against our Netherworld Demon Sect?"

Lin Yunfeng frowned and thought for a while.

"As far as I know, there are more than ten disciples under my great-grandfather who came to the front line on this trip, including one True Lord Transforming God and three True Lords Nascent Soul."

"Tell us all about the cultivation and appearance of the three Nascent Soul Lords!"

Zhou Yiqiao ordered.

The reason why he was willing to let Lin Yunfeng go was because he wanted to learn more about the Nascent Soul monks in Motuo Mountain from his mouth, so as to gain more Taoist charms.

"Those three people are called Zhang Heng, Wang Peng, and Zhao Haitao."

Lin Yunfeng quickly reported the names of the three people.

Zhou Yiqiao listened carefully.

"Zhang Heng and Wang Peng are only over two hundred years old now, but they are already in the early stages of Nascent Soul cultivation. They have outstanding talents and are hot new stars in the sect."

"As for Zhao Haitao, although he is over eight hundred years old and his cultivation level is only in the late stage of Yuanying, his natal magic weapon is an evil spirit that has been with him since he was a child. It is extremely powerful. Even a disciple of Yuanying Dzogchen. We can’t hurt him at all.”

When Lin Yunfeng said this, his speaking speed dropped sharply, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes.

Different from Lin Yunfeng, Zhou Yiqiao asked with a strange expression after hearing the other party's natal magic weapon.

"Luo Xi, who you were ordered to follow on this trip, does he know that Zhao Haitao's magical weapon is an evil spirit?"

If Zhou Yiqiao's guess was correct, Zhao Haipeng's natal magic weapon could also be regarded as the evil spirit that Luo Xi described, capable of producing blood vein patterns.

Lin Yunfeng didn't know why and answered honestly.

"Miss Naluo rarely talks to my monks from Motuo Mountain, so she must not know about it."

Zhou Yiqiao felt happy when he heard this, but continued with a calm expression on his face.

"Tell me the places where these three people usually hang out. You can make an oath like me and you can leave."

"What? You want me to swear too?"

After hearing Zhou Yiqiao's words, Lin Yunfeng's eyes suddenly widened, as if he had been greatly insulted.

"Oh, if you don't make an oath, how can I know whether what you say is true or false?"

Zhou Yiqiao snorted coldly, and his face suddenly turned cold.

Immediately afterwards, he exuded a suffocating and terrifying pressure, which instantly suppressed Lin Yunfeng and made him breathless.

"Although I have sworn a great oath, I can still make you die without a burial place. If you don't believe it, you can try it!"

When Lin Yunfeng heard this, his expression turned bitter.

The Tianchen Realm is vast and boundless, and there are all kinds of weird and bizarre spells emerging one after another. Since he has chosen to survive, he naturally does not dare to bet on the truth of Zhou Yiqiao's words.

After hesitating for a moment, Lin Yunfeng finally gritted his teeth and agreed.

"Okay, I would like to make an oath to truthfully report the whereabouts of these three people!"

After finishing speaking, he immediately circulated the spiritual energy in his Dantian, and like Zhou Yiqiao, he swore to his own great road.

Another black lotus slowly formed and landed on Lin Yunfeng's chest. It bloomed with a soft light and then gradually dissipated.

"Go ahead."

Seeing Lin Yunfeng take the oath of greatness, Zhou Yiqiao finally removed the pressure of his spiritual energy.

Lin Yunfeng gasped, took out a jade slip from the storage bag at his waist, and placed it on his forehead.

After a long while, he gave the jade slip to Zhou Yiqiao.

"I have recorded the locations of all three people on this jade slip."

Zhou Yiqiao took the jade slip and quickly browsed the contents inside.

"Thank you very much."

He cupped his hands towards Lin Yunfeng, then took out the Qingming Divine Fan and flew away without looking back.

Lin Yunfeng stood there, watching his disappearing back.

"I......"

Just as Lin Yunfeng was about to say something, his throat suddenly felt sweet and a stream of blood surged up.

He didn't have time to think about it and quickly swallowed several pills to treat the injuries in his body.

It took several hours to barely recover from the injuries in his body.

"This week Yi Qiao was able to inflict internal injuries on me with just one move. How powerful must Luo Xi be who subdued him with one move?"

Lin Yunfeng slowly opened his eyes. The toughness he showed when facing Zhou Yiqiao was gone, replaced by endless viciousness.

"No matter if he has such strength, if he can kill all three of them, then the place to enter the Rock Secret Realm will only fall on me!"

After thinking of this, Lin Yunfeng's eyes lit up and a smile appeared on his lips.

"Zhou Yiqiao, just wait. When I come back from the secret realm, the first thing I will do is settle the score with you!!"