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

"Since Mr. Zhou is so polite, I won't be pretentious, but..."

"The young man has a group of brothers under his command, but now he is worried that no one will join him."

"If Mr. Zhou doesn't dislike it, I am willing to lead them to obey Mr. Zhou's training. They will definitely become Mr. Zhou's sharpest blade in the future!"

After hearing this, Zhou Yiqiao finally became interested. He slowly raised his head, looked directly into Liu Yun's eyes, and remained silent.

Over the years, because of his status as Elder Baigu's personal disciple, all the monks treated him with respect. In contrast, he also developed an aura of calmness and dignity.

Liu Yun looked at him for a moment, and a thin line of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Zhou Yiqiao's gaze was as deep as the sea, like a dry well, as if it could swallow people up.

Liu Yun was frightened, but secretly hated himself for not expressing his surrender earlier.

If he had bowed his head to the enigmatic man in front of him earlier, perhaps his status would be even more noble now than it is now.

"You already have a good business talent. Now that you can understand this, I feel very relieved."

Zhou Yiqiao finally spoke, and the pressure surrounding Liu Yun was relieved.

Liu Yun quickly clasped his fists to say thank you, and then he asked slightly nervously.

"May I ask how the master plans to control the little one?"

"You don't need to call me Master, just continue to call me Young Master."

"Mr...Mr...Mr...Mr."

Liu Yun swallowed and spoke cautiously.

"Master, can you tell me how you plan to use us?"

Zhou Yiqiao stroked the table gently, with a playful smile on his lips.

"With your knowledge, you should be able to tell that every one of the Seven Swordsmen has the brand of divine consciousness set by me."

Liu Yun was so smart that he immediately understood the deep meaning of Zhou Yiqiao's words. Before Zhou Yiqiao could speak again, he knelt on one knee in front of him and begged first.

"Please also ask the young master to give me the brand of divine consciousness!"

Hearing this, Zhou Yiqiao showed a childish smile and flicked his hand into the air, and a streak of blood-colored light suddenly penetrated into Liu Yun's eyebrows.

Liu Yun felt dazed for a while, and then he realized that a scarlet rune had appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness. At the same time, he also felt an inexplicable closeness to Zhou Yiqiao.

"Since you are willing to join my sect, you will be on the same level as Seven Swords and others from now on."

"Don't worry, as long as I have a bite of meat, I won't be without your bowl of soup."

Liu Yun was overjoyed when he heard this and thanked him again.

"Thank you, Master, for your cultivation."

Zhou Yiqiao waved his hand, indicating that there was no need to be polite.

"Please step back. As for the brothers you mentioned, bring them to Seven Swords for the time being, and they will be managed by Seven Swords."

"Tell them that if they perform well, I can also give them a divine brand and improve their treatment."

Liu Yun nodded repeatedly and then left quickly.

After a while, Chu Tianxing was the last one to enter the Chenjian Tower.

Seeing the fluctuations of spiritual energy in Chu Tianxing's body that was already in the late stage of the golden elixir, Zhou Yiqiao expressed his heartfelt congratulations.

"Yes, the energy all over your body is as bright as the scorching sun. It seems that you have stabilized your practice in the later stage of Jindan."

Chu Tianxing is Zhou Yiqiao's external incarnation. When facing Zhou Yiqiao, Chu Tianxing doesn't behave in the same way as Seven Swords and others.

He sat directly on the table next to Zhou Yiqiao, poured a pot of spiritual tea, and said modestly.

"Thanks to the Xuanyuan Jindan and ice crystals you gave me back then."

"The spiritual power in my body is far superior to that of the Golden Elixir monks of the same level. I only need to focus on increasing the capacity of my Dantian to advance to the next level, saving a lot of time."

Zhou Yiqiao couldn't help laughing when he heard this.

"These elixirs are indeed good treasures, but it is also because your foundation is solid enough to be able to withstand such nourishment."

"Otherwise, if the ordinary golden elixir monks had to digest the ice crystals of the Xianxin Tower while possessing the Xuanyuan Golden elixir, they would probably have been exhausted and exploded to death."

As he spoke, Zhou Yiqiao flicked his fingers, condensing a drop of water to refill the finished teapot, and continued while pouring tea for himself.

"You and I have different bodies and the same mind. You should know that the most important thing I lack is pills. You don't need to save them for me in daily practice."

"This time I will stay in Ten Thousand Bones Mountain for a long time. In my free time, I will refine a Nascent Soul Pill with a pill pattern for you. When the time comes, you will advance to the Golden Pill Great Perfection and you will be able to advance faster. Level Nascent Soul."

"It will take a long time for Seven Swords and the others to achieve Nascent Soul. I can only count on you to share some of the chores for me after I advance."

Chu Tianxing nodded, agreeing.

After the two chatted for a while, they mostly talked about their cultivation experiences and the use of techniques.

After a while, Chu Tianxing seemed to have thought of something and suddenly spoke.

"By the way, the Nascent Soul monk named Zhao Qi has not come to the Ten Thousand Bone Mountains to exchange souls for three years."

"Seven Swords and the others, regardless of the strength gap between themselves and the other party, were full of passion and wanted to go to seek an explanation for you, but I stopped them."

Zhou Yiqiao took a sip of the spirit tea and slowly exhaled a mouthful of rich smoke. There was no trace of anxiety at all.

There was silence in Shenjian Tower for a long time. After a while, Zhou Yiqiao slowly spoke in appreciation.

"You did very well."

"Although Zhao Qi's strength is not worth mentioning, he is still a Nascent Soul monk. If you go there without authorization, you will undoubtedly be a sheep in a tiger's mouth and seek your own death."

"Leave this to me."

Chu Tianxing did not ask Zhou Yiqiao what he planned to do. He drank the last sip of the spiritual tea like an old friend, waved his hand, and returned to his cave.

Shen Jianlou finally regained his composure, and Zhou Yiqiao's eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

Then Zhao Qi, who has given away the living souls of Wangu Mountain for so many years, should know that he is the direct disciple of the White Bone Elder of Wangu Mountain.

In addition, he had the brand of divine consciousness placed on him by Zhou Yiqiao himself. Unless a monk above the level of God Transformation came to help him resolve the brand, he would not dare to disobey Zhou Yiqiao's order even if he had a hundred courages.

But Zhao Qi, who has a large number of ordinary Nascent Soul casual cultivators in Yongzhou, how could there be a cultivator in the realm of gods willing to take the risk of offending Ten Thousand Bone Mountains to help him brand his spiritual consciousness?

After thinking for a long time, he still felt that this matter could not be shelved and he must go to investigate as soon as possible.

But now in the entire Ten Thousand Bones Mountain, there is only one direct descendant of Elder White Bones, who needs to stay on the mountain to take care of the affairs of the master's sect and cannot leave at all.

"Then take this opportunity to test the value of Liu Yun's brothers."

Zhou Yiqiao made a decision in his heart, and recalled Liu Yun, who had just left, to Shenjian Tower, and spoke out.

"Now I need one of your brothers who is good at hiding to help me keep an eye on someone."