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

The man in white snorted coldly, made a fist with his left hand, and then punched it out hard.

"Bang! Click!"

The sword blade collapsed in response, but it did not completely dissipate. There were still a few remaining sword intent flying towards the man in white.

The man in white's expression changed, and he waved his hands together, crushing all the remaining sword intent into pieces.

But at this moment, a wisp of purple lightning as thin as a cow's hair quietly passed by.

"call out!"

The sword intent traveled through the void, instantly piercing the shoulder of the man in white with a trajectory that was difficult to discern with the naked eye.

"what!"

The man in white screamed miserably, covered his wound and staggered back.

Zhou Yiqiao took advantage of the victory to pursue, and the cold soul dagger turned into a cold light and pierced directly into the chest of the man in white.

"Pfft!"

Bright red blood spilled out.

The man in white fell to his death immediately, and Zhou Yiqiao was also stunned.

The opponent was coming with great force, and his strength had reached the peak of Nascent Soul. He thought it was another fierce battle.

Unexpectedly, after just one face-to-face meeting, this person would return to the west and completely lose his life.

After sacrificing the Ten Thousand Souls Banner as usual and adding a Nascent Soul Evil Soul to it, Zhou Yiqiao raised his eyes and focused on the small cauldron suspended in front of him.

This small cauldron, shaped like a heaven-swallowing cauldron, was still turning slowly after losing the control of the man in white, exuding a cold and sinister air that made people shudder.

Not only that, there is a thick layer of black mist covering the surface of the small tripod, which looks more like a ghost!

Zhou Yiqiao squinted his eyes and stared at Xiaoding in deep thought.

Although this was not the first time he encountered such a strange incident, every time he saw these evil creatures, he always felt very bad, especially...

When I saw that familiar face above Xiaoding!

The sixth uncle of the Su family!

"Zhou Yiqiao, you will not die a good death. You betrayed the Su family on both sides. I curse you to die a bad death!"

"Zhou Yiqiao, you despicable villain, how can you cultivate to the realm of Nascent Soul!?"

A series of curses came from the small cauldron, hoarse and full of resentment and hatred.

"Can this small cauldron capture the memories of the soul in the cauldron?"

Zhou Yiqiao raised his eyebrows and became interested.

As the owner of the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, Zhou Yiqiao has been playing with the living souls for more than a hundred years, so he naturally saw through it at a glance that the thing in the cauldron was not the living soul of the sixth uncle of the Su family.

I don’t know what these living souls have gone through. They may have been suppressed, wiped out, or tortured. They have long lost their minds and become members of the evil ghosts.

The emotions shown by these souls at this moment are just illusions manipulated and simulated by this small Tianshou Cauldron after dismantling the memories of the Su family's sixth uncle before his death.

"Is it similar to the puppetry technique that uses evil spirits as a medium?"

Zhou Yiqiao completely ignored the crazy shouts of the sixth elder of the Su family in the Tiantian Cauldron. He stretched out his hand and forcefully took the Tiantian Cauldron into his arms.

As soon as the small cauldron was obtained, the evil spirit in the cauldron who looked like the sixth elder of the Su family became even more filthy.

The hoarse roar fell into his ears, which not only did not annoy Zhou Yiqiao, but surprised him even more.

"Could it be said that the weapon spirit in this Heaven-Swallowing Cauldron can control this magical weapon on its own even if the owner dies?!"

Thinking of this, Zhou Yiqiao hurriedly ran the magic formula, mobilized the power of the soul in the sea of ​​​​consciousness, and began to try to expel the weapon spirit of the Heaven-Swallowing Cauldron.

Sure enough, as he had guessed, the Tiantian Cauldron seemed to have a unique spirituality. No matter what method Zhou Yiqiao used, the consciousness in the cauldron could cleverly avoid Zhou Yiqiao's soul scanning and stay firmly entrenched in the small cauldron.

Seeing this situation, an idea flashed in Zhou Yiqiao's mind.

He shouted angrily, his voice mixed with the power of the soul.

"I know you can hear me, so obediently let go of your restraints and let me imprint my divine consciousness."

"If you are willing to use it for me, I can guarantee that you will have a good death in the future. Otherwise, your little tripod will be completely scrapped today!"

In the Tiantian Cauldron, the evil spirit that was fighting endlessly with Zhou Yiqiao suddenly became quiet, as if he was in hesitation.

After a long time, the evil spirit that looked like the sixth uncle of the Su family appeared again, and actually opened his mouth to talk to Zhou Yiqiao.

"Don't lie to me, I won't believe you!"

"You despicable and shameless monks are not worthy of negotiating terms with me!"

Seeing that the other party refused to eat the toast, Zhou Yiqiao lost his patience.

It can be thought that although the puppet's method is novel, it is not so rare.

As long as Zhou Yiqiao wants it, similar magic weapons can be obtained in the Nether Demon Realm.

Now we are still on the vast sea, surrounded by dangers. Zhou Yiqiao has no more temperament to spend time with the other party again.

"Since you don't agree, don't blame me for being ruthless and destroying you!"

The strong power of the soul condensed into a sharp cone and penetrated fiercely into the small cauldron.

A humanized wailing suddenly came from within the Tiantian Cauldron, followed immediately by a childish cry for mercy.

"Master Shangxian has a lot. Please spare me this time. I promise you."

The will within the Tiantian Cauldron compromised, so of course Zhou Yiqiao would not continue to entangle and took back his soul.

The young will within the cauldron breathed a sigh of relief and surrendered immediately.

"Sir, please tell me, what should I do?"

Zhou Yiqiao Road.

"Let go of your resistance and let me imprint the divine consciousness first."

"This place is out of the ordinary. Let's talk about refining on the way."

Hearing this, the will within the tripod did not dare to neglect, and he quickly followed the instructions.

"Om~!"

After a slight tremor, the black fog on the surface of the small tripod dispersed, revealing the true appearance of the tripod.

The entire body of the Tiantian Cauldron is greenish-green, and the mouth of the cauldron is slightly purple, vaguely revealing a bit of simplicity.

Along with the real body of the Heaven-Swallowing Cauldron appeared, an ugly ghost that was no more than a foot in size.

It was a furry, fleshy mass and looked very cute, but its eyes were extremely scarlet, as ferocious and terrifying as a beast.

At this moment, the kid was kneeling and sitting on top of the Heaven-Swallowing Cauldron, with his eyebrows lowered and his attitude very respectful.

"grown ups."

"Ah."

Zhou Yiqiao responded symbolically, then stamped his divine consciousness on the Tiantian Cauldron and asked again.

"What's your name?"

The kid timidly raised his head and glanced at Zhou Yiqiao, then quickly lowered his head and replied tremblingly.

"Sir, my...my name is Zeon."

Zhou Yiqiao nodded and continued.

"Very well Zeon, since you recognize me as your master, you will call me master from now on."

"Your choice today is very smart. I believe you will feel lucky for your choice today in the future."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Yiqiao withdrew the brand of divine consciousness, threw the small cauldron into Najie, and then said to Ji Weng in the Tiantian Devouring Cauldron.

"You stay in the cauldron for now. The journey is far away. If I have time, I will take the time to completely refine you."

After saying these words, Zhou Yiqiao ignored this little weapon spirit, took out the giant ship, accelerated with all his strength, and sailed away from this sea of ​​right and wrong.