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

Zhou Yiqiao nodded and agreed to Li Mubai's invitation.

Seeing this, the latter did not disturb Zhou Yiqiao too much. He let him rest well and left first.

After seeing Li Mubai off, Zhou Yiqiao tidied up the building a little, then quickly walked out of the pavilion and began to stroll in the courtyard.

Although this was not the first time he visited the Tijian Sect, Zhou Yiqiao still felt deeply moved that the foundation displayed by this hidden sect, the Tijian Sect, was indeed extraordinary.

As the afterglow of the setting sun gradually fades away, the scenery on Lingyun Peak becomes more charming.

Zhou Yiqiao stood on the balcony of the pavilion, gazing at the sea of ​​clouds in the distance and the sunset in the sky, with a peaceful heart.

Time passed quickly, and half an hour went by in the blink of an eye.

Li Mubai's voice sounded again from outside the building.

"Brother Zhou, the dinner is ready. I have invited some fellow apprentices to welcome you. I hope you won't mind."

Zhou Yiqiao looked in the direction of the voice and saw Li Mubai standing at the entrance of the courtyard waving at him.

Behind him followed several young monks, both men and women, each of them carrying a sharp sword intent, obviously the fellow disciples that Li Mubai mentioned.

Since others were so courteous to him, Zhou Yiqiao naturally would not neglect it and immediately invited them.

"Please come in quickly!"

With Zhou Yiqiao's approval, Li Mubai walked into the courtyard first, followed by several disciples who followed him.

They looked at Zhou Yiqiao curiously, obviously very curious about this guest who was personally invited by Li Mubai.

"Brother Zhou, let me introduce you. This is everyone's eldest senior brother, Lin Feng."

Li Mubai pointed at a young man with a burly figure and a resolute face and said.

Lin Feng exuded a calm aura and his eyes were determined. He was obviously a cultivator with profound attainments in the way of the sword.

"Lin Feng meets Senior Zhou."

Lin Feng bowed respectfully. His voice was loud and clear, probably because he had received some advice from Li Mubai. Although he did not look convinced, he behaved very decently.

Zhou Yiqiao returned the greeting and Li Mubai pointed to a slim and pretty female cultivator.

"This is my junior sister, Bai Lu."

"Although her talent in swordsmanship is not as good as Brother Zhou's, she has unique insights into communicating with the spirit in the sword. She is a rare talent in our Tijian Sect."

There was a hint of curiosity and awe in Bai Lu's eyes. She bowed slightly and spoke in a soft voice.

"Bai Lu meets Senior Zhou."

Zhou Yiqiao nodded. He could feel that although Bai Lu's sword intent was not as steady as Lin Feng's, it was more agile and changeable. He was also a rare sword genius.

Li Mubai continued to introduce other disciples, each of whom had his own characteristics and advantages.

Although Zhou Yiqiao was not familiar with these people, they had heard about Zhou Yiqiao's realization of the Hundred Changes of Sword Intent in the sect when he first arrived at the Tijian Sect.

Therefore, most of the disciples were extremely polite to Zhou Yiqiao.

After some polite exchanges, Li Mubai led everyone to the stone table in the courtyard.

The stone table was already filled with various spiritual fruits and delicacies. Every dish exuded an enticing aroma, making people salivate.

"Brother Zhou, these are the specialties of our Tijian Sect. You must try them."

Li Mubai invited enthusiastically.

Zhou Yiqiao was not polite either. He picked up the chopsticks, gently picked up a piece of crystal clear jade liquid cake that seemed to contain a faint spiritual energy, and put it into his mouth.

Suddenly, a sweet but not greasy taste blossomed on the tip of his tongue, and then turned into a warm current, nourishing his limbs and bones. He couldn't help but close his eyes and savor it carefully, praising it.

"It is indeed a delicacy on earth, and its taste is many times better than the so-called spiritual food in the outside world."

Li Mubai saw this and smiled.

"As long as Brother Zhou likes it, these spiritual foods are not only delicious, but also beneficial to cultivation."

"Come on, let's raise our glasses to welcome Brother Zhou and celebrate this beautiful occasion together!"

Everyone responded and raised their glasses. In the glasses was the spirit wine specially brewed by the Tijian Sect. It was amber in color and had a strong aroma. They were already a third drunk before they even drank it.

The crisp sound of clinking glasses echoed in the courtyard, and the atmosphere was warm and lively.

After three rounds of drinks, the topic naturally turned to kendo practice.

"Senior Zhou, I heard that your understanding of swordsmanship is unparalleled. Could you give me some pointers?"

Lin Feng spoke first, his words expressing both a desire to seek advice and a spirit of challenge.

"Lin Feng, don't be rude!"

Li Mubai gently reproached him, then turned to Zhou Yiqiao with an apologetic and expectant look on his face.

"Brother Zhou, Lin Feng is straightforward and extremely persistent in his pursuit of the Way of the Sword. If I have offended you, please forgive me."

Zhou Yiqiao waved his hand to show that he didn't mind, with a gentle smile on his face.

"Brother Lin Feng's dedication to the way of the sword is admirable."

"Although I dare not call myself a mentor, I would be happy to exchange my experience in swordsmanship with you all."

There was a sense of calmness and confidence in his words, and his eyes met Lin Feng's in the air, as if the two sword intentions collided lightly at this moment and then quickly dissipated into nothingness.

He could see that the eldest senior brother from the Tijian Sect had a lot of hostility towards him for some reason. If Li Mubai had not been present, he would probably have quarreled with him.

"In this case, I will throw out some ideas first."

Lin Feng stood up, the sword energy around him moved slightly, and a sharp sword intent surged out of his body and surrounded him.

The sword light seemed to be real, outlining intricate sword patterns in the air.

"This is the 'Wind and Thunder Sword Intention' that I have practiced for many years. It emphasizes the ultimate fusion of speed and power. Please appreciate it, Senior Zhou."

Zhou Yiqiao smiled slightly, without much emotion in his eyes.

He raised his hand lightly, his fingertips moved slightly, and a sharp, suppressed sword intent slowly flowed out of his body.

Completely different from Lin Feng's fierce wind and thunder sword intent, this sword intent carried a heaviness and depth that crushed everything, as if it could see through the essence of all things in the world, and seemed to be able to contain all the sharpness between heaven and earth.

"I am 'Thunderbolt', which is the sword spirit that the old man gave me when I became his disciple."

After Zhou Yiqiao finished speaking, the entire courtyard seemed to be silent, and even the aroma of wine floating in the air seemed to freeze for a moment.

Although the sword intent flowing through his fingertips had not been truly released, it had already made everyone present feel the tremendous power and unfathomable artistic conception behind it.

Lin Feng's expression changed slightly. He didn't expect that Zhou Yiqiao's sword intent was not only unique but also powerful.

More importantly, the thundering power displayed by Zhou Yiqiao not only had attributes almost the same as his wind and thunder sword intent, but it also easily suppressed his sword energy, causing him to feel an indescribable sense of frustration.

Not only that, Lin Feng's body even began to tremble slightly. In the face of Zhou Yiqiao's powerful sword intent, it was like he had encountered a natural enemy. Not only could he not release his sword intent, but it was suppressed instead.

His face turned pale and a hint of fear flashed in his eyes, a feeling he had never experienced before.

Seeing this, Zhou Yiqiao just sighed softly. With Li Mubai watching beside him, he had no intention of really doing anything to Lin Feng.

"Brother Lin Feng, when practicing swordsmanship, be careful not to be impatient."

Zhou Yiqiao's voice was calm, as if he was teaching Lin Feng like an elder.

Even if he decided to make a small matter out of a big one, he still had to make things clear so that the person in front of him would not harbor resentment towards him afterwards.

"Your Wind and Thunder Sword Intentions emphasizes forging ahead with determination, so I don't think there's anything wrong with your behavior, and I won't bear any grudge against you for it."

"But you also need to know that being too strong will break easily. Although the sword is powerful, you need a calm mind to control it."

"A true kendo master must not only have extraordinary sword skills, but also have an indomitable character and a broad mind."

"Your wind and thunder sword intent is like a violent storm, unstoppable, but if you can't restrain it in time, you will eventually hurt yourself, or even go astray."

Hearing this, Lin Feng's expression gradually relaxed, and a thoughtful gleam flashed in his eyes.

He took a deep breath, as if trying to calm his inner turmoil, then nodded slowly and saluted Zhou Yiqiao.

"Thank you, Senior Zhou, for your guidance. Lin Feng will learn from you."

He knew that Zhou Yiqiao could completely not retract his sword intent, and could even use his thunderous force to completely destroy his self-confidence and sword-fighting foundation.

The fact that Zhou Yiqiao didn't do so is enough to make Lin Feng respect him.

"Brother Zhou, Lin Feng is young and hot-tempered, I hope you won't be offended."

Seeing this, Li Mubai interrupted at the right time to ease the atmosphere.

"Junior Sister Bai, please tell me what you want to ask Brother Zhou."

When her name was called, Bai Lu instantly understood Li Mubai's intention. She stood up and personally filled Zhou Yiqiao's glass with spirit wine. Then she opened her red lips and spoke in a voice as gentle as jade, with a bit of worry.

"Senior Zhou, what is troubling me now is the 'Frost Sword Intent' that Zhishengsui is practicing. Although this sword intent can bring certain advantages in battle, I always feel that it is difficult to improve it and it is difficult to reach the door to the true realm of mind."

"I wonder what Senior Zhou thinks about this. Can you give me some pointers?"

Zhou Yiqiao pondered for a moment and then gave some advice to Bai Lu about her confusion.

"Miss Bai Lu, since you have a talent in communicating with sword spirits that is unmatched by ordinary people, why don't you use this advantage to improve your sword realm?"

When Bai Lu heard this, his expression froze, and he immediately became serious and asked for advice humbly.

"I hope you can give me some pointers!"

She had just wanted to ask casually to ease the awkward situation at the table, but she didn't expect Zhou Yiqiao to actually be able to give some advice.

Zhou Yiqiao gently put down the wine glass in his hand and looked directly into Bai Lu's deer eyes without any distracting thoughts.

You have unique insights into communicating with sword spirits, which shows that you have the potential to resonate with the sword's will."

"I suggest that while you are practicing sword techniques, you should communicate more with your sword spirit and try to understand its 'emotions' and 'will'."

"Sword intent is not just cold sword energy, it also has its own 'life'. Only when you truly understand your sword can your sword intent be truly released."