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

Zhou Yiqiao had long been on guard against the three people in front of him. The moment the old man burst out to kill, he took out the Ice and Thunder Talisman from his storage bag.

During the activation of spiritual power, the destructive power of thunder once again appeared in the small refining room and bombarded the old man who was rushing towards him.

"Since I know that you possess the ice and thunder talisman, how can I be unprepared? A mere thunder bombardment will not hurt me!"

After a burst of smoke and dust dispersed, the Liuyang Sect old man held up a cracked pink paper umbrella and walked towards Zhou Yiqiao calmly.

He held the broken pink paper umbrella in front of him and said with a showy look.

"I don't have many years to live, so why not use this wave of resources to exchange for spiritual stones to try to reach the golden elixir realm."

"My peach blossom umbrella can withstand at least two talisman attacks, but my friend, your talisman only has the last shot left..."

The old man laughed loudly as if looking at a dying person.

"My dear, why don't you just give up, I will definitely give you a pleasure!"

Zhou Yi, whose bridge surface was frosty, did not answer the old man's provocation.

The old man waited for several breaths, but did not see Zhou Yiqiao's begging for mercy. His face suddenly turned ferocious, and his old palms turned into eagle claws, grabbing Zhou Yiqiao's throat.

"Sister, it's now!"

Zhou Yiqiao suddenly made a sound, which alerted the old man.

The moment the opponent turned around, the last thunder power burst out from the Ice and Thunder Talisman.

Just when the thunder of destruction was about to hit the pink paper umbrella, a Suzaku fire spirit arrived first, carrying blazing flames, and jumped on the paper umbrella first.

It's another talisman, the Vermillion Bird Burning Star Talisman!

Two attacks comparable to those of the Jindan Master landed on the pink paper umbrella at the same time, shattering the paper umbrella in an instant.

The old man lost his last protection and spit out a mouthful of blood. His old body flew out and hit the wall of the weapon refining room heavily.

He struggled to turn into blood here, and a dagger exuding a sharp aura fell from the sky. The sharp aura penetrated the old man's head and nailed it to the ground.

Although the old man had lost his vitality, Zhou Yiqiao was afraid of the other party's ability to turn into blood-colored liquid. The autumn water blade flew in the air, exuding the unique bloodthirsty atmosphere of the Seven Kills Sword Art, and cut the old man's corpse into flesh and blood.

The old man's blood spread throughout the refining room, and the entire space finally became quiet.

Zhou Yiqiao sat down slowly against the wall, took out several healing elixirs from the storage bag and swallowed them, closing his eyes and concentrating, he recovered in the bloody weapon refining room.

After about half an hour, Zhou Yiqiao slowly opened his eyes.

"Thanks to the collection of many prescriptions for treating injuries during the year spent in the Xuanwei Army camp."

He breathed a long sigh of relief, stood up and put the five storage bags scattered on the ground into the moonstone space, and then walked towards the room where the magic weapon was stored, holding the Suzaku Star Burning Talisman.

"Boom."

After pushing open the heavy door and confirming that there was no danger in the house, Zhou Yiqiao entered the room.

What came into view was a pillar of light reaching into the sky, with a long bamboo sword floating in the pillar of light.

He did not dare to act rashly, and turned to look at the two magic weapons rotating around the light pillar.

"Looking at the distance between these two magical artifacts, the treasure-protecting puppet should be the three magical artifacts summoned from here."

Zhou Yiqiao murmured to himself, reaching out and taking off a snow-white bone nail. As soon as he took it, a vast aura hit his face.

Although the bone nails are only as long as the palm of your hand, nearly a hundred kinds of vicious animal patterns are engraved on this slender magic weapon.

Zhou Yiqiao named it after its shape, named the Beast Bone Nail, and put it in a storage bag.

Then he reached out and took off another black robe. The black robe was made of silk and was extremely soft. Except for the dark patterns of the five ghosts printed on it, it was no different from the clothes he wore every day.

"Let's call him Five Ghosts Xuanyi."

After also naming the black-robed magic weapon, Zhou Yiqiao looked at the purple bamboo sword in the center light pillar.

To be cautious, he took out a spiritual stone from his storage bag and threw it into the beam of light.

I saw the spirit stone entering the light pillar, and in an instant it was crushed into powder by the light pillar and dissipated in the heaven and earth.

Zhou Yiqiao looked at the scene in front of him and kept pacing in the room, looking for a solution.

He inadvertently passed by the place where the animal bone nails had just been placed. After feeling a stream of air blowing from the bottom up, Zhou Yiqiao had an idea.

He walked to every location where the spiritual weapon was placed and felt similar airflow.

"Maybe it should be like this..."

Zhou Yiqiao murmured to himself, taking out five more spiritual stones from the storage bag, and placed the spiritual stones in the positions of the five spiritual weapons.

The spirit stones were each held up by the air current, and happened to surround the central light pillar with the force of the five elements.

When the last spiritual stone floated up, the light pillar in the center of the treasure house suddenly disappeared. A complex aura mixed with life and murderous intent, without the restraint of the light pillar, emanated from the purple bamboo sword, and instantly filled the entire place. treasure house.

"Sure enough."

Zhou Yiqiao burst into laughter. As expected, this senior made a little joke to everyone in the last room.

Only when each of the five elements floats this item, will the light pillar in the center of the treasure house disappear.

Zhou Yiqiao stretched out his hand to hold the hilt of the Zizhu Sword, and the five characters "Zizhu Sword" suddenly came into his mind.

"Is this a magic weapon?!"

Zhou Yiqiao was surprised and delighted. Only when the magic weapon reaches the third level, will a simple independent will be born. The most obvious one is that the magic weapon can name itself!

He probed his spiritual consciousness into it and soon felt an obvious resistance. This made Zhou Yiqiao even more convinced that this sword was a magic weapon that could only be used by a real person with golden elixir!

He knew that with his current strength, it was completely impossible to refine this magic weapon. For safety reasons, he held the hilt of the Fixed Purple Bamboo Sword and put the sword into the moonstone space with a thought.

Even Zhou Yiqiao's determination could not hide his joy at this time. He checked the room again and made sure that no other treasures were left behind before turning back and leaving the place.

"Boom!"

As Zhou Yiqiao left the room where the magical artifact was stored, the stone door behind him suddenly closed, while the originally sealed door among his colleagues slowly opened.

Zhou Yiqiao was not in a hurry to leave. After some consideration in his mind, he walked to the body of the plump female cultivator, pinned the storage bag back to her waist, picked up the body of the female cultivator, and then left the weapon refining room. .

After exiting the weapon refining room, he activated the Suzaku Star Burning Talisman again without any distress. After a deafening explosion, the Suzaku Fire Spirit reduced the passage into the weapon refining room to ruins.