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

Zhou Yiqiao was on this trip to participate in the massacre feast, but he had not yet had time to tell his master, Elder Bai Gu.

Because of this, the cave where he now settles in the sect can only solve the problem on his own.

Fortunately, in order to welcome this massacre feast, the Nether Demon Sect has made extremely thorough preparations.

Zhou Yiqiao spent some more spiritual stones and easily got a good guest room.

The layout of the guest rooms is extremely comprehensive, not only exquisite and comfortable, but also equipped with sound insulation array and spirit gathering array.

After Zhou Yiqiao entered the house, he immediately closed the formation and locked himself in the house.

Immediately, Zhou Yiqiao took out the golden ring that he called the 'Thousand Machine Bracelet'.

"It is indeed the Thousand Machine Bracelet..."

Zhou Yiqiao repeatedly injected his own spiritual power into it and tested it several times, and finally confirmed that he had not blinded himself.

"I hope this strange stone is just like my guess."

Zhou Yiqiao murmured to himself and turned to look at the ugly and strange rock.

He followed the method recorded in the classics, burned incense and bathed, and after expelling all the bloody smell from his body, he carefully held the strange stone and used his spiritual power to continuously eliminate the impurities on the outside of the strange stone.

As one of the few precious spiritual materials that can activate the power of space, the Kongming Pearl itself is extremely sensitive.

Zhou Yiqiao must be extremely careful in order to remove external impurities without stimulating the spirituality of the internal Kongming Stone and causing irreparable losses.

After spending several hours of hard work, Zhou Yiqiao finally removed all the impurities from the strange stone.

As the last bit of his tentative spiritual power poured into it, a layer of pale blue light penetrated the remaining gray matter, illuminating the entire room like the deep sea.

The surrounding space seemed to be collapsing, twisting, and constricting... It was as if a pair of invisible hands were playing with the void, causing the room that was originally spiritually stable to suddenly experience careful spatial turbulence.

"It's really the Kongming Pearl!"

Zhou Yiqiao shouted in surprise, and then immediately withdrew his spiritual power.

The Kongming Pearl is such a precious treasure, and Zhou Yiqiao doesn't want any interested people in the inn to discover it and cause unnecessary trouble.

"What a pity. The massacre feast is about to begin. It's too late to ask Senior Pei Yu to forge a space magic weapon."

"Otherwise, if there is a space magic weapon that comes to hand, Murong Yunhe of Huangquan Temple does not need to pay attention at all."

With a long sigh, Zhou Yiqiao put the Kong Ming Bead into the storage bag and continued to search for other spiritual objects in the storage bag given by Song Yang, wondering if he could find two more items that Song Yang had discarded due to lack of experience. of treasure.

But to Zhou Yiqiao's dismay, Song Yang was not a fool without any scheming. Song Yang kept many unknown treasures with him while he was willing to lose some profits.

Most of the storage bags Song Yang gave him were common spiritual objects, and a few of the more valuable ones were herbs that Zhou Yiqiao could name. ore.

"Forget it, you can't be too greedy."

He comforted himself, then put the counting work over completely, and turned around to practice.

Although Zhou Yiqiao knew very little about the other contestants participating in the massacre feast, Zhou Yiqiao knew that he still needed to make some preparations for Murong Yunhe, who had already played against him.

"The technique Murong Yunhe used in the restaurant is similar to the illusion technique. It should be a means of establishing an illusion based on his powerful spiritual consciousness and killing his opponents when everyone is confused by the illusion."

Zhou Yiqiao murmured to himself.

Murong Yunhe's method was extremely weird. Even though Zhou Yiqiao had taken precautions at the time, he was still led into the boundless hell.

Although he broke free quickly, it was because Murong Yunhe did not have any murderous intention at that time. Otherwise, for the Nascent Soul cultivator, that moment of trance would be enough to displace his head.

"It is impossible to improve your spiritual consciousness in a short period of time. If you want to obtain the means to break Murong Yunhe's illusion in a short period of time, I am afraid that you will need to use external forces."

Zhou Yiqiao frowned and fell into deep thought.

"Now that you have a lot of income, purchasing some treasures that only attack spiritual consciousness is the fastest way."

"It seems that we have to trouble Senior Brother Song tomorrow and ask him to bring some things to buy some talismans and talismans."

With the solution in hand, Zhou Yiqiao suddenly became enlightened, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily raised slightly, showing a bit of joy.

Not long after, he sat quietly on the bed again and entered a state of cultivation.

......

Silent all night.

At dawn, Zhou Yiqiao hurriedly finished his night of practice.

Nowadays, the entire Netherworld Demon Sect is a mixed bag, and the inn where Zhou Yiqiao lives cannot completely reassure him, so the whole night, he did not completely relax and practice.

After hastily recuperating his tired mind, Zhou Yiqiao visited Song Yang's cave again.

"Junior brother is here to make trouble again. I hope he won't be surprised."

In front of Song Yang's cave, Zhou Yiqiao bowed his hands apologetically.

Song Yang didn't take it seriously.

"Junior brother, what are you talking about? As a popular figure in the Netherworld Demon Sect, how can you feel bored before it's too late for me to flatter you, senior brother?"

The two exchanged pleasantries and soon got to the point.

"Junior brother has been cultivating in Ten Thousand Bones Mountain since he became the disciple of Elder Bai Gu. He knows very little about the construction within the sect."

"This time I want to buy some talismans and talismans used to resist spiritual attacks, but I don't know where to buy or sell them. Senior brother, can you give me some advice?"

Hearing Zhou Yiqiao's request, Song Yang was just stunned for a moment and quickly agreed.

"I happen to know the manager of a store. Junior brother, come with me."

Song Yang led Zhou Yiqiao through many twists and turns, through the streets, and entered a secluded alley.

This alley is said to be secluded, but that is only compared to the bustling Netherworld Demon Sect today.

On both sides of the alley, there were a large number of monks sitting on the ground, with spiritual objects for sale placed in front of them.

In front of each stall, there are a large number of monks picking and choosing, discussing prices with stall owners or asking about demand.

"Junior brother, the steward of this shop is called Wang Fugui, and he is quite famous in the Netherworld Demon Sect. If you want something, just ask him."

The two passed through the crowds and finally stopped in front of a small shop.

Song Yang pointed to the man in black robe who was sleeping drowsily in the shop in front of him.

"Fat Wang, Senior Brother Song, I've brought guests here, why don't you come out to greet them!"

Wang Fugui lazily opened his sleepy eyes, and when he saw the faces of Song Yang and Zhou Yiqiao behind him, he suddenly smiled.

"It's actually Senior Brother Song who's here. Junior Brother, I'm not too far away to welcome you, but sometimes I'm not too far away to welcome him!"

Although Wang Fugui was fat, his figure was extremely flexible. A breeze blew by and he appeared in front of Zhou Yiqiao and the two of them.