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

"Junior Brother Zhou, you still know how to come back!"

Before Zhou Yiqiao could sit down, he heard Song Yang complaining full of resentment.

"I didn't expect that Senior Brother Song missed Zhou so much and acted like a little girl?"

Instead of apologizing, Zhou Yiqiao looked at Song Yang with a smile and joked aloud.

Of course, all he got in return was Song Yang's blank stare.

"Junior brother Zhou, are you still in the mood to talk nonsense!"

Song Yang looked distressed.

"When I agreed to send you out of the camp, I thought it would only take a few months at most, but I never thought you would be gone for several years!"

"Junior sister Liu has accumulated a lot of resentment. If I hadn't been suppressing it for you, senior brother, I'm afraid she would have reported your failure to return for several years to Elder Jiu."

Song Yang rambled on and on, and then began to read in detail.

"Senior brother, please be patient."

Zhou Yiqiao stopped joking and spoke out the excuse he had already prepared in his mind.

"Junior brother, didn't I tell you that I need to go to a place to find the possibility of resolving anisophobia?"

"No, as soon as I found a way, junior brother, I rushed back without stopping."

After hearing this, Song Yang also forgot to complain and looked at Zhou Yiqiao simply and elegantly, looking completely in disbelief.

"Junior brother, do you really mean what you said?"

You know, during the time Zhou Yiqiao left the camp, the elders in the Demon Sect had not wasted time and had been looking for a way to cure the anisophobia, but to this day, there is still no progress.

Song Yang really couldn't believe that Zhou Yiqiao, a fourth-level alchemist, could crack a method that even the sect elders couldn't find.

Zhou Yiqiao didn't say this too fully. He smiled slightly, stretched out his right palm, and after turning it over for a while, an ancient bronze lamp appeared in his palm.

In the ancient lamp, a pale flame burned slowly, exuding a strong and extremely cold feeling. While making Song Yang feel that the sweat pores all over his body stood up, there was also a burst of hot temperature.

"This is......?"

Song Yang's eyes widened, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva as he looked at the ancient lamp that was filled with coldness.

"This is the method I use to overcome my misanthropy, junior brother."

Seeing Zhou Yiqiao's serious look, Song Yang couldn't help but take a breath, then frowned, with a thoughtful expression, and kept rubbing his chin.

"Although the power of this spiritual fire is overbearing, how dare the flames resolve the symptoms of anisophobia?"

Zhou Yiqiao waved his hand and said instead of answering the question.

"This matter is of great importance. I would rather trouble you, senior brother, to take me to see Elder Jiu first, and I will explain it to you then."

Seeing Zhou Yiqiao taking matters seriously, Song Yang didn't say much.

He led Zhou Yiqiao into his bedroom, the two of them changed into a set of clean clothes, and then hurried to Elder Jiu's residence.

After half a stick of incense, we were inside Elder Jiu’s thatched cottage.

"What, you said you found a way to cure anisophobia!?"

The wine elder slammed the table in excitement, almost knocking it over.

His figure shook sharply, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of Zhou Yiqiao.

The wine elder grabbed Zhou Yiqiao's shoulders and stared at him with burning eyes, eager to hear a positive answer from his mouth.

Zhou Yiqiao coughed lightly and said in a neither humble nor arrogant tone.

"This disciple is just a fourth-level alchemist, how can he find a way to cure anisophobia?"

As soon as these words came out, the surprise on the wine elder's face immediately turned into rage. He let go of Zhou Yiqiao's shoulders, and the terrifying spiritual pressure swept around, lifting all the ornaments in the thatched house into the air.

"You brat, are you trying to amuse me? You said you have a method, and you said you are weak and can't do it. Aren't you fooling me?"

The roar of the wine elder echoed in the room, deafening.

Zhou Yiqiao was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but sigh to himself, he was indeed a bit arrogant.

However, he did not back down and still insisted on his opinion.

"The elder has misunderstood. What the disciple means is that although the disciple has not found a complete cure for anisophobia, he has found a possibility to alleviate the symptoms of his fellow disciples!"

"This disciple spent a lot of money and went through a lot of hardships to get this thing."

Zhou Yiqiao once again took out the bronze lamp containing the bone-transforming fire from the storage bag and handed it to Elder Jiu.

Elder Jiu was worthy of being a Taoist priest, and his experience far surpassed that of Song Yang. He immediately recognized the flame in the lamp.

"Bone-transforming fire? As far as I know, this fire is indeed a treasure that can improve the quality of magical weapons for weapon-refining monks, but how is it related to alleviating the symptoms of anisophobia?"

Elder Jiu took the lamp suspiciously, and after carefully examining it for a moment, he was still puzzled. He even suspected that Zhou Yiqiao was pretending to be sophisticated and did not know how to control this ball of bone fire.

Zhou Yiqiao understood the doubts in Elder Jiu's heart, so he took the initiative to speak.

"I also know that my words are unfounded, so why don't I bother you, elder, to bring a fellow disciple who is suffering from spiritual aversion to me, and I will personally demonstrate it for you."

After hearing this, the wine elder nodded, said "wait", then turned and walked towards the underground mineral vein.

Not long after, the wine elder quickly carried the two of them back and delivered them to Zhou Yiqiao.

Looking at Zhou Yiqiao in front of them, the two people who were brought here showed doubts.

These ordinary disciples usually entered the underground mine veins from another formation in the camp, but this was the first time they came to Elder Jiu's residence.

Although the two of them were filled with doubts, they did not dare to make any overstep in front of Elder Jiu. They could only stand there with eyes, nose, nose and heart in silence.

"They are currently the two people with the most severe symptoms of anisophobia in the underground mines. You can use them as an example."

The wine elder spoke lightly, instantly deciding the fate of the two people in front of Zhou Yiqiao.

He knew the implication of Elder Jiu's words, which was that Zhou Yiqiao did not need to hold anything back when conducting experiments. Even if he failed, it would just end the two people's path to Taoism in advance.

The cruelty of the world of demon cultivators is evident.

Zhou Yiqiao nodded in agreement, then said goodbye to the wine elder, turned around and came to the two of them.

"Don't worry, I won't hurt you."

Zhou Yiqiao smiled faintly, then stretched out his hand, and a wisp of pale fire slowly floated out from the bronze lamp and wrapped around his hands.

"When the bone fire tempers the meridians, you will feel unbearable pain."

"But you must endure it. Only by enduring this pain can you alleviate the symptoms of spiritual aversion in your body and change your destiny of being unable to practice cultivation in the future."

After saying that, Zhou Yiqiao didn't wait for the two of them to react, and stretched out his hand to press on their chests.