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

Zhou Yiqiao put away his casual demeanor and asked in a serious tone.

"Oh? What about them?"

Obviously, his views were the same as Song Yang's. What he really needed to pay attention to were his four peers at Motuo Mountain and Huangquan Temple.

Song Yang recounted the news he knew about these four people.

"First let's talk about those two shameless disciples from Mo Tuo Mountain who are still shamelessly coming to participate."

Song Yang showed contempt.

The war between the Nether Demon Sect and Mo Tuo Mountain over the Lianbo mineral veins is still going on to this day.

Therefore, not to mention Song Yang, even Zhou Yiqiao, who has always been self-interested, could not imagine that the two monks from Motuo Mountain now dared to come to Mo Sect to participate in the massacre feast.

"Those two are both direct disciples of Lin Yuanshan, the elder of the Patriarch of the Motuo Mountain, and their cultivation levels are in the late Nascent Soul stage."

"One of them is named Ding Mo, and he practices the "Nine Transformations of Demonic Evil" passed down by Lin Yuanshan."

"This technique is extremely powerful and cruel. Once it kills, it must absorb a large amount of flesh and blood essence. Therefore, every time Ding Mo takes action, it will inevitably cause a scene of blood flowing into the river."

"Junior brother, if you encounter this person, you must remember to strike first. Otherwise, if you let this person strike first, it will not be easy to deal with him in the sea of ​​blood."

Zhou Yiqiao raised his eyebrows slightly.

"What about the other one?"

"The other person is not only Lin Yuanshan's direct disciple, but also a core disciple of Mount Motuo. His name is Xiong Wuji. He practices the top magic book "Yin Lei Demon Art" of Mount Motuo, and has the peak level of Nascent Soul."

Speaking of Xiong Wuji, Song Yang's expression turned slightly solemn.

"Although this person has a domineering name, he behaves in an extremely low-key manner. His strength is very subtle and he rarely takes action in front of outsiders."

"Although no one has confirmed it, it is rumored that he once escaped from the hands of a monk in the realm of gods, and his strength is extremely terrifying."

"Regardless of whether he is as powerful as the rumors say, the mere fact that his cultivation has reached the peak of Nascent Soul is enough to make any monk of the same level shy away."

Zhou Yiqiao nodded, indicating that he had written it down.

Seeing that he understood his hint, Song Yang continued.

"If anyone has heard of Xiong Wuji, then it can be said that the two people from Huangquan Temple appeared out of thin air. No one has ever heard of them before."

"Oh?"

Zhou Yiqiao was confused.

"Since no one has ever heard of these two people, how can they think that these two people are the favorites for this massacre feast?"

"Because these two people have sky-high backgrounds in Huangquan Temple!"

Song Yang lowered his voice mysteriously and said something that surprised Zhou Yiqiao.

"how do I say this?"

Song Yang continued.

"Senior brother Gong Feichen of Huangquan Temple, junior brother, do you know?"

Zhou Yiqiao nodded.

"That's natural. As a senior disciple of Huang Quan Guan, Gong Feichen's cultivation is in the early stage of Void Refining. Who doesn't know about it?"

Song Yang shook his head.

"Junior brother, do you know that the two disciples of Huangquan Temple were personally sent to our Netherworld Demon Sect by Gong Feichen?"

"Ok?"

Zhou Yiqiao opened his eyes, showing a hint of shock.

In Zhou Yiqiao's impression, this elder brother of Huangquan Temple is also a lonely and aloof master. Unless the master of Huangquan Temple orders, no one can hinder this person's desire to escape from the world and practice.

"So...these two people were personally arranged by the master of Huangquan Temple to participate in this massacre feast."

Zhou Yiqiao murmured.

Seeing that Zhou Yiqiao was distracted, Song Yang chuckled.

Just as he was about to introduce the two people from Huangquan Temple to Zhou Yiqiao, two young men suddenly walked in at the door of the restaurant.

The leading man wears a snow-white Taoist robe, has an appearance that is beyond the ordinary world, and holds a handful of Buddha dust as black as ink, which is otherworldly.

The other man was dressed in black and carried a long knife behind his back. He exuded a sinister and bloodthirsty aura, giving people a fierce and cruel feeling.

As soon as these two people appeared, they immediately attracted everyone's attention, and many people recognized their identities immediately.

Song Yang winked at Zhou Yiqiao and kept transmitting messages.

"Junior brother, it's these two people!"

"Just looking at the auras erupting from these two people, it's really strange that they shouldn't have been so unknown before."

"Junior brother, after you enter the massacre feast, you'd better leave these two people to other popular geniuses and reap the benefits for yourself!"

When Zhou Yiqiao heard Song Yang's message, he raised his eyes to look at the leading man, and his eyelids suddenly jumped up unconsciously.

His keen spiritual sense told him that this person must not be simple!

While he was sizing him up, the Taoist-robed man seemed to sense Zhou Yiqiao's gaze and turned around to look at him.

The eyes of the two people met in mid-air, as if sparks of electricity were flying.

In an instant, Zhou Yiqiao saw the cold murderous intent and boundless anger in the other party's eyes at the same time.

This is a dangerous person!

Zhou Yiqiao made a judgment in his heart.

He was just about to look away calmly, but he didn't expect that the man in Taoist robes actually walked over directly with the man carrying the knife behind him!

This series of actions of the man in Taoist robes immediately made many onlookers in the restaurant recognize Zhou Yiqiao in the corner.

"That is Zhou Yiqiao of the Netherworld Demon Sect, a direct disciple of the White Bone Taoist Master, and the genius of the Netherworld Demon Sect during this massacre feast!"

"Can he represent the Nether Demon Sect? If I read it correctly, he is only in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, right?"

Everyone was whispering, and their voices reached the ears of Zhou Yiqiao and the man in Taoist robes.

"What do you know? Someone has checked it out a long time ago. This week Yiqiao was only a man of golden elixir cultivation. In order to worship the White Bone Taoist Master, he killed a monster in the Nascent Soul realm!"

"After that, he defeated Tuoba Zhi, the genius of the Tuoba clan, in the sect competition, leaving him unable to recover from his fall. He is still among the people to this day!"

"So powerful?"

"What is this? It has only been a few decades since Zhou Yiqiao became famous in one fell swoop. It has been decades from the peak of Jindan to the middle stage of Yuanying. If you look at his cultivation in the middle stage of Yuanying, do you still dare to call him weak?"

"Hi~!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone took a breath and looked at Zhou Yiqiao with more respect.

During these discussions, the two people from Huangquan Temple had already walked in front of Zhou Yiqiao.

The Taoist-robed man bowed his hands towards Zhou Yiqiao.

"Murong Yunhe of Huangquan Temple, this is my junior brother Qi Lie."

Murong Yunhe had a gentle smile on his face, which dazzled the surrounding female monks.

"Netherworld Demon Sect Zhou Yiqiao, I have admired the names of the two of you for a long time."

He stretched out his hand to avoid hitting the smiling person, and Zhou Yiqiao did not show off his face. He put a standard smile on his face and returned the favor.

"When I was passing by the restaurant, I sensed that my destined person was inside the restaurant. When I came in and took a look, I really saw Daoyou Zhou."

Murong Yunhe sat down on the seat very naturally and turned his back on the guests.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou, please sit down quickly and let the two of us have a good discussion."