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

On these scarlet threads, Lin Fengyu's coercion clearly remained, overwhelming and terrifying.

Although the body of the red thread looked weak, it completely suppressed Zhou Yiqiao and Murong Yunhe, and they could not even think of a single thought of resistance.

The two of them looked at the red line that was getting closer and closer, their eyes widened with anger. They had obviously understood the true role of the afterlife list from their elders, and did not want to just surrender and become the harvest target of the Central Continent Holy Sect.

But there is a drop of Lin Fengyu's blood left in the red line after all.

The two Nascent Soul cultivators cannot resist the pressure of the combined power!

Seeing the red line approaching again, the thoughts of resistance that had reached their peak in the hearts of Zhou Yiqiao and Murong Yunhe were suddenly swept away!

While their minds were forcibly calmed down, their bodies were imprisoned and unable to move, and they were completely helpless!

At the critical moment, a vast and majestic aura suddenly descended on the entire palace.

The majestic power enveloped a whirlwind, and after involving all the red threads, it disappeared into the hall before anyone could react.

At the same time, the pressure that had been pressing on Zhou Yiqiao and Murong Yunhe suddenly relaxed.

The two of them looked up and saw that Qin Yuelou, the elder of Huangquan Temple, was already standing in front of them, taking away all the pressure from Lin Fengyu for the two of them.

"Master Tuoba, fellow Daoist Qin, are you trying to obstruct the registration of the Death List and become enemies of me, Wentian Pavilion?"

Perhaps because Tuoba Qingshan and Qin Yuelou teamed up to make him look good, Lin Fengyu finally showed a hint of anger on his face.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he was overwhelming again.

However, Tuoba Qingshan did not have any dissatisfaction with Lin Fengyu's behavior, and his face did not even twitch.

"I am afraid that Fellow Daoist Lin may have misunderstood the hard work of me and Fellow Daoist Qin."

Tuoba Qingshan waved his hand, and in the main hall, Lin Fengyu's yet-to-be-formed coercion was dispersed by his wave.

"Since I became the leader of the Netherworld Demon Sect, I have personally led every massacre feast and summoned disciples from all walks of life in the Netherworld Demon Sect to participate in the event. I believe that I attach great importance to the Death List and Wentian Pavilion."

Tuoba Qingshan looked at Lin Fengyu with a smile, obviously really angry.

"It is obvious to all that Tuoba Sect Master attaches great importance to the massacre feast."

Seeing Tuoba Qingshan's sudden change of attitude, Lin Fengyu immediately calmed down his aura and bowed his hands in a respectful manner.

"But I am so polite to Wentian Pavilion, but Wentian Pavilion doesn't seem to take me, Netherworld Demon Sect and Yongzhou Demon Cultivator seriously?"

In this world, Lin Fengyu is not the only one who uses his power to bully others, Tuoba Qingshan also knows how to exercise discretion.

Seeing the other party's low posture at this time, he immediately seized the opportunity, and his tone suddenly turned cold and questioning.

After all, Lin Fengyu could be regarded as a true gentleman. Once Tuoba Qingshan really brought out the scoundrels belonging to the demon cultivators and started to seriously calculate them, he would be at a loss for what to do.

What's more, Tuoba Qingshan is not only Lin Fengyu's senior in terms of seniority, but his strength is considered to be at the top of the Nether Demon Realm, and he is far from being someone that Lin Fengyu can surpass.

With no choice, he had no choice but to bow his hand again and regard himself as a junior.

"Senior Tuoba, what do you mean by this?"

"This junior also acted under orders. I wonder where I offended senior Tuoba?"

Tuoba Qingshan still maintained his airs, and his attitude did not relax due to Lin Fengyu's concession.

Qin Yuelou, who had never spoken at this time, finally spoke up and made a fool of himself.

"Fellow Daoist Lin came to register as a disciple on the order of Wentian Pavilion. We were not even ready to welcome you, so naturally we have no objections."

"It's just that the red line given by Fellow Daoist Lin to Zhou Yiqiao and Murong Yunhe is too huge. Qin and Tuoba Sect Master are worried that it will affect the paths of these two children..."

Lin Fengyu understood what the two meant, but still had no intention of giving in.

"You two don't have to worry about this."

"The Rebirth List is a magic weapon that was personally refined by me, the Pavilion Master of Wentian Pavilion. These red lines belong to the spiritual power that the Pavilion Master has stored in the Rebirth List. It has the effect of clearing the meridians and accelerating the movement of spiritual power for these juniors."

"The higher the ranking, the more red lines the Pavilion Master will give. This is a reward for these juniors. It will be beneficial without any harm. You two don't have to worry."

However, Tuoba Qingshan did not appreciate it.

He snorted coldly, interrupting Lin Fengyu's explanation that he wanted to continue.

"It is true that this red line can speed up the practice of disciples, but it is not enough to go too far in everything."

"Once such a large amount of red thread enters Zhou Yiqiao and Murong Yunhe's bodies, it will increase their cultivation level in a short period of time."

"But in the long run, this action will only occupy the magpie's nest, disturb the purity of their spiritual altar, and hinder their path to immortality."

"Excuse me for being honest, I really can't see what benefit these red lines will have to Zhou Yiqiao and Murong Yunhe?"

Lin Fengyu was speechless at being slapped with such a big hat.

Of course he knew that these red lines were not what he said at all, they were to help the disciples practice.

Its real purpose is to leave a mark on these people's bodies and pave the way for better harvesting in the future!

The higher they are on the death list, the more powerful the mark will be. Through the blessing of the red thread, it will remain in the bodies of these disciples, making them as eye-catching as fireflies in the dark night!

But now, Tuoba Qingshan prevented him from laying a red line for Zhou Yiqiao and the two of them, citing the hidden danger of the spiritual platform, which is a reason that all monks attach great importance to.

If he still insisted, he would be braving the disapproval of the world and blatantly violating the established rules of the entire world of immortality.

Between a dilemma and a dilemma, Qin Yuelou, who was still making a fool of himself, stood up.

"The red line of blessings is a rule that has been passed down since the birth of the Purana List. It is impossible for us to completely violate it."

"But the Qingming Festival at the Lingtai is indeed related to the path to immortality for every monk, and Master Tuoba's concerns are not unreasonable."

"Let's do this. The blessing will continue this time, but the number of red threads given by Fellow Daoist Lin to Zhou Yiqiao and Murong Yunhe will be the same as that of all the disciples. How about that?"

Lin Fengyu didn't understand that one of Tuoba Qingshan and Qin Yuelou was a good person and the other was a bad person. They might have set a trap for him long ago, waiting for him to jump into this dilemma.

After pondering for a long time, he finally nodded and took up the pen again to draw two blood-like red lines from the dead list and submerged them into the bodies of Zhou Yiqiao and Murong Yunhe.

The two of them only felt a burst of warmth in their bodies, and before they had time to look inside, they found that the warmth had disappeared without a trace.

In last night's issue, Lin Fengyu stopped writing angrily, got up and left, but heard Tuoba Qingshan's voice coming from behind again.

"Did Fellow Daoist Lin forget the bet he made with me?"