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

As the spiritual power fluctuations of the Flowing Light Shuttle became stronger and stronger, the clouds in the sky outside the refining room rolled more violently, the thunder and lightning became more violent, and an invisible pressure enveloped the entire island.

"Is this... a sign of a heavenly calamity?!"

Lin Xiaotian and an old man with white hair and beard appeared outside the refining room. The old man's eyes were full of excitement and surprise.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou actually did it. In just a hundred years, he actually upgraded the Flowing Light Shuttle to the level of an innate ancient treasure!"

The old man was the supreme elder of the Lin family and the original owner of the Flowing Light Shuttle. He sensed the change in the Flowing Light Shuttle and rushed over immediately.

"Boom!"

A deafening thunder roared, and a bolt of lightning as thick as a bucket suddenly struck down, heading straight for the weapon refining room.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou, quickly send out the Flowing Light Shuttle. It needs to complete its final transformation in the heavenly tribulation!"

Lin Xiaotian's voice came through the door of the refining room.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yiqiao summoned the Streamer Shuttle without hesitation. The magic weapon turned into a stream of light, passed through the door of the refining room, and appeared in the sky.

"boom!"

Another bolt of lightning struck and hit the Flowing Light Shuttle accurately.

However, the Flowing Light Shuttle was not damaged in the thunderstorm. Instead, it emitted an even brighter light. The spiritual patterns on it became clearer and more spiritual under the baptism of thunder and lightning.

"Hahaha, good! Good! Good!"

The Supreme Elder laughed loudly, and appeared next to the Flowing Light Shuttle in a flash. He took out a number of formation plates and began to set them up.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou, thank you so much! I owe you a favor!"

The voice of the Supreme Elder spread throughout the entire island. While controlling the formation plate, he slowly moved away from the place where Zhou Yiqiao was in seclusion with the Flowing Light Shuttle and the thunderclouds in the sky.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou, I am so grateful for your kindness. The Lin family owes you a favor!"

After the old man left, Lin Xiaotian still stood outside the weapon refining room and bowed deeply to Zhou Yiqiao inside the house, his eyes full of admiration and gratitude.

Zhou Yiqiao's figure did not appear, only his voice came from the room.

"Patriarch Lin, there is no need to do this. This is Zhou's job."

"Please ask Patriarch Lin to tell Brother Li that I still need to retreat for a while. If he has anything to do, he can leave first and doesn't have to wait for me."

Lin Xiaotian heard the intention of expelling Zhou Yiqiao from his words and nodded, with a hint of seriousness in his voice, which obviously raised Zhou Yiqiao's status in the Lin family to a higher level.

"Don't worry, Brother Zhou. I will convey your message to Brother Li exactly as it is."

"In addition, the Lin family will do their best to protect this place. No one will come to disturb Brother Zhou's peace before I give my approval."

After saying that, Lin Xiaotian turned around, threw out a flying sword, and sped away without stopping.

Watching Lin Xiaotian leave, Zhou Yiqiao sighed, adjusted his state to the best, and immersed himself in the world of refining equipment again.

Another hundred years passed quickly, and Zhou Yiqiao completely forgot the passage of time. Like a lonely craftsman, he kept fire as his companion and tools as his friends, and gradually disappeared from everyone's memory.

......

On this day, several disciples of the Lin family passed by the place where Zhou Yiqiao was in seclusion.

"Have you noticed that over the past hundred years, every time a dozen years pass, a strange phenomenon will appear in the sky above the weapon refining room."

A young disciple lowered his voice, his eyes full of curiosity.

"Yes, I heard from the elders that this might be because that senior was refining some extraordinary magical weapon, which caused the strange movements in heaven and earth." Another disciple responded, with a bit of envy in his tone.

"I really don't know what kind of treasure it is that requires such a long time to refine."

The third disciple exclaimed.

"If I could refine such a powerful magical weapon, how could Lin Miaomiao dare to deduct my monthly salary?"

"That's right. Do you remember that incident thirty years ago? The sky was covered with thunderclouds, lightning and thunder, as if a calamity had come. The entire island was illuminated as bright as day."

There was a gleam of excitement in the young disciple's eyes.

"Shh, keep your voice down."

An older disciple reminded.

"That senior is a distinguished guest that the clan leader personally instructed us to treat with respect. We'd better not make any assumptions."

The young disciples nodded one after another. Although they were curious, they also understood the rules of the Lin family and did not dare to discuss too much.

"However, since the clan leader thinks so highly of that senior, I believe that senior's weapon-refining skills must be extraordinary."

A disciple whispered.

"It would be great if we could learn even a little bit."

"Don't dream. We can't even begin to match that senior's skills."

Another disciple attacked.

"We should practice hard and strive to break through as soon as possible."

The young disciples nodded one after another. Although they were full of curiosity and yearning for Zhou Yiqiao's weapon-refining skills, they also knew their own position.

"Let's go, don't delay the business."

The older disciple urged, and the group quickened their pace, gradually moving away.

Inside the retreat room, Zhou Yiqiao was still immersed in the world of refining equipment, unaware of anything in the outside world.

There was a three-foot-long disc floating in front of him, and the disc was as red as blood. Next to it stood an old man with equally blood-red eyebrows.

This person is none other than the spirit of the weapon, Blood Evil, who has been sleeping in the Blood-Drinking Millstone for a long time!

At this moment, Xuesha's eyes were full of joy. When Zhou Yiqiao finished regulating his breathing and opened his eyes, he immediately couldn't wait to speak.

“I originally thought that after Sucking Blood’s death, I would remain at the level of a low-grade acquired ancient treasure for the rest of my life.”

“I didn’t expect that after meeting you, not only did you help me repair the core and return to the rank of top-grade acquired ancient treasures, but today I was even fortunate enough to advance to the realm of innate ancient treasures. This is simply the greatest adventure and good fortune in my life!”

Zhou Yiqiao smiled slightly, raised his hand and lightly touched the blood-red disc, feeling the tremendous power contained in it, and said with a smile.

"Senior has saved me from danger many times. Today, it is only natural for me to help you advance to the innate ancient treasure."

"After the senior advanced, his strength increased greatly, which is also a great help to me. In the future, we will fight side by side and will be even more invincible."

When Xuesha heard this, a touch of emotion flashed in his blood-red eyes. His body trembled slightly, and even the air around him became hot.

"Don't worry, Zhou. You and I are one. From now on, as long as I still have some wisdom, I will never let you get into danger before me!"

Zhou Yiqiao nodded, feeling warm in his heart.

"Senior, you have just advanced and are not familiar with the power of the innate ancient treasure. You should return to the Blood-Drinking Grindstone to stabilize it. Once the power is fully integrated, we can discuss the future path in detail."

"Okay, if you need anything, feel free to contact me!"

The bloody evil acted swiftly and decisively. After he finished speaking, he turned into a streak of blood light and disappeared into the blood-drinking millstone with a whoosh.