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

The efficiency of Seven Swords cannot be described as rapid.

As soon as Zhou Yiqiao entered the Shenjian Tower, Qijian arrived at the Sword Washing Pool with half of the selected monks from Moduo Mountain.

Qijian was afraid that these people would dirty Zhou Yiqiao's Shenjian Tower, so after throwing them outside the Shenjian Tower, he strode into the building to ask for orders.

"Master, everyone has been sent to the door."

Zhou Yiqiao nodded, not caring about this.

The reason why he wanted to return to Wangu Mountain was to safely take out the Daoyun of these people and satisfy his own needs for the next period of time.

More importantly, the affairs of Ten Thousand Bone Mountains must be entrusted to Qijian himself.

It is true that Chu Tianxing has advanced to Nascent Soul and can help him temporarily manage Wangu Mountain.

But in the final analysis, his top priority as he has just advanced is to consolidate his cultivation and practice in seclusion.

Unless there is something particularly urgent, the daily chores will still have to be done by Seven Swords.

"I am going to the sect this time. The specific return date is unknown. I will trouble you for a while again."

Zhou Yiqiao looked up at Qijian and said solemnly.

"Master is too polite. I'm just worried about your safety, Master."

Zhou Yiqiao waved his hand, signaling Qijian not to pay attention.

"If I had just arrived in the Netherworld Demon Realm, I might still be afraid of this massacre feast."

"Now that so much time has passed, I have a general understanding of the younger generation of monks in Yongzhou."

"Unless I meet a freak who has not devoted himself to cultivation for hundreds of years, only the monsters in the secret realm can threaten my safety."

Since he has followed Zhou Yiqiao since he entered the Qi Refining Realm, Qijian naturally knows Zhou Yiqiao's temperament.

Seeing his persistence, he naturally stopped trying to persuade her.

"Then I wish the master will kill everyone and win a good place in the massacre feast."

After saying that, Qijian bowed respectfully and retreated.

......

When Zhou Yiqiao was using those monks from Moduo Mountain to refine the Dao Yun, he was thousands of miles away in the Huangquan Temple, which was known as the three major demon sects along with Netherworld Demon Sect and Moduo Mountain.

A handsome man with black hair shawl is sitting cross-legged on the futon, closing his eyes and concentrating.

He was dressed in a pure white Taoist robe, his expression was as calm as water, and he exuded an ethereal and detached aura, as if he was untainted by the fireworks of the world, and he looked like a master of Taoism.

Suddenly, a strong smell of blood came from a distance.

He opened his eyes and saw a young monk with a long knife on his back and his body covered in blood, slowly approaching dragging several corpses.

"Infinite Heavenly Lord, who are these blind people?"

The man in Taoist robes put his hands together on his abdomen, sat upright on the futon, and recited Taoist chants. His tone was calm and clear, as if a warm spring breeze was blowing by. He did not have any emotional fluctuations at all because of the corpses in front of him.

The monk carrying the long sword threw the body outside the door, walked up to the monk in robes and picked up the teapot in front of the latter to drink.

"They are not just a few thieves trying to spy on my Underworld Temple."

"Senior brother, are you still meditating on your Book of Savior of the Dead?"

The negative knife monk sneered.

"Senior Brother, you have been studying Lao Shizi's Book of Saving the Dead all day long. If you ask me, Junior Brother, you might as well cut him off with one knife."

Hearing this, the monk in Taoist robes shook his head.

"Alie, the sword technique you practice is too sharp and domineering, and it is not in line with my path."

"Besides, this Book of the Dead emphasizes compassion for heaven and humanity. Senior brother, I can't bear to do it."

When Ariel heard this, he laughed as if he had heard the best joke, and he almost shed tears.

After a long time, he stopped laughing amid the other person's calm expression.

"When it comes to killing people, even if I were given another hundred years, I still wouldn't be able to catch up with you, senior brother."

Having said this, he shuddered as if he thought of something, and did not continue speaking.

"Let's not talk about this anymore. Senior brother, have you heard? The Netherworld Demon Sect's new massacre feast is about to begin."

"I don't know why, but Wentian Pavilion, who is responsible for recording the world's rankings, will personally send people to observe this massacre feast!"

The man in Taoist robe did not open his eyes and nodded slightly.

"Of course I know. Not only do I know about this massacre feast, I also want to personally participate in it."

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Ariel immediately showed an expression of surprise.

He reached out and patted the man in Taoist robes on the shoulder without any scruples.

"Hey, this is great! Senior brother, you don't have to hide in the dark and be lazy every time!"

The man in Taoist robes did not show much expression.

"It's just a matter of hands. Since it's Master's request, as a disciple, I should take the initiative."

"It's up to you. Do you want to come out of the gentle village of Yin Yang Sect and accompany me on this trip?"

After hearing this, Ariel quickly laughed.

"Senior brother is really joking. Since you have decided to participate in this massacre feast, how dare I leave you, senior brother?"

"hehe."

The man in Taoist robes smiled calmly.

"You are quite stubborn."

"My inspiration tells me that this massacre feast will not only bring my realm to a higher level, but may also allow me to gain a further understanding of the Book of Death."

"You come with me this time. Although senior brother cannot guarantee that it will have the same effect on you, I can at least gain you a lot."

Ariel couldn't help but his eyes lit up when he heard this.

"Is there really such a thing?"

The man in Taoist robes smiled and said nothing, acquiescing to this matter.

Ariel suddenly became excited.

"If that's the case, then I'll go ask Master for help!"

After saying that, he turned around and left.

After he disappeared from sight, the man in Taoist robes closed his eyes again.

......

Mo Tuo Mountain, somewhere in a magnificent palace.

In front of an old man with an old face and dozens of naked and flowery women waiting for him, two direct disciples of Mo Tuo Mountain knelt down.

"How about it, at the hands of whom the Haitao three died, have you found out any clues?"

This person is the sect-protecting elder of Motuo Mountain, the Taoist Fusion Master Lin Yuanshan!

Lin Yuanshan asked in an indifferent tone.

"Reporting to Master, this disciple used the method of blood tracing to drain out all of Zhao Haitao's existing relatives, and only then did he find some clues."

The direct disciple kneeling below lowered his head.

"explain."

Lin Yuanshan waved his hand impatiently.

The two of them took out a scarlet orb in fear.

"Master, forgive me! That person's technique was extremely clean. Not even a trace of Zhao Haitao's soul was left behind. Even if we tried our best, we could only find out that the murderer would participate in the Nether Demon Sect's massacre feast!"

"Perhaps only by close contact can we find the murderer!"

"A massacre feast?"

Lin Yuanshan continued to enjoy it without any surprise.

"In that case, you two should go there yourself."

"The treasure in the Rock Secret Realm was taken away by the Nether Demon Sect. The interest will have to be calculated with them."