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

Spring passed and autumn came, and in the blink of an eye, two more years had passed since Zhou Yiqiao returned to Phoenix Pavilion.

In the past two years, Zhou Yiqiao stayed at home and stayed in Suolongze to consolidate his cultivation.

In the moonstone space.

A bright white light ball was swimming on a piece of fertile black spiritual soil.

This ball of white light is the incarnation of Zhou Yiqiao’s consciousness!

After advancing to the golden elixir, his incarnation in the moonstone space became more and more real.

Thinking back when he first obtained the moonstone space, this ball of white light was only the size of a child's fist.

But now, it has grown to about half a meter, and the whole body is crystal clear, as if carved from white jade, and very agile.

At this moment, the white light mass transformed into a big hand, fetched a bucket of water from the creek next to the spiritual field, and poured it into the spiritual field.

In the center of the black spiritual soil, a large tree several feet high was swaying in the wind, with a canopy-like crown and lush branches and leaves.

This spiritual tree was cultivated from the Zhongnan Baomu that Zhou Yiqiao obtained from Mr. Luo many years ago.

After the advanced golden elixir was advanced, the ripening ability of the moonstone space once again increased significantly.

Zhou Yiqiao spent two years ripening the saplings, which were about an inch long, into what they are today.

The Zhongnan Treasure Tree is full of vitality, absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth and the essence of the sun and moon in the moon stone space. It grows rapidly and can grow a height every three months. It is full of vitality and full of spiritual power.

But the Zhongnan Treasure Tree is a fourth-level spiritual plant after all. In order to cultivate this spiritual tree, He Yunxi has invested all the spiritual stones he earned into it.

"What is limiting the growth of this Zhongnan Treasure Tree now is my ability to earn spiritual stones."

Looking at the giant tree in front of him, Zhou Yiqiao thought to himself.

In the past two years, Zhou Yiqiao has been in a dilemma.

Because of his rapid entry, his cultivation level has even surpassed that of Lin Yangzi.

But what kind of person is Linyangzi? He has extraordinary talent, a direct descendant of the sect, the first in foundation building, and a powerful opponent of fake elixirs. He has many titles rolled into one.

Zhou Yiqiao is just an ordinary monk with one or three spiritual roots. If everyone in the sect knows that he has formed an elixir, there is no guarantee that he will not be targeted by someone with intentions.

Zhou Yiqiao has never been a good person. If he saves others by himself, he naturally does not think that others will be good.

What's more, he has such a heaven-defying opportunity to be in the Moonstone Space. If the secret is leaked, I'm afraid there will be no place for him in Yanzhou.

If you have nothing to worry about, it may be the best choice to run away at this time.

However, because of Zhou Yi's peddling of elixirs in recent years, he has established a network of contacts near Phoenix Pavilion for many years. It would be even more inconvenient for him to leave this place and go back to his cautious days.

"I am already a Jindan Daoist. As long as those powerful Nascent Souls with surnames don't take action, I can hide my whereabouts when I hear the wind, and have the breath-condensing technique as a guarantee, so I can escape easily."

With this thought, Zhou Yiqiao no longer bothered too much. After checking all the spiritual plants in the moon stone space, his spiritual consciousness returned to his physical body.

That night, a bright and bright moon hung high in the night sky, casting a silvery glow over the entire Suolongze with a layer of silver gauze.

Zhou Yiqiao walked out of the cave and looked at the quiet night scene in front of him, and suddenly felt a restlessness coming from the golden elixir.

He looked stunned, turned into a gust of wind, and returned to the cave again.

The natal magical power is about to be condensed!

"The power of the natal magical power is closely related to the quality of the monk's golden elixir."

"What I have condensed is the ninth-grade golden elixir of the highest quality. I wonder what this divine power is?"

The natal magical power, like the natal magic weapon, is an important part closely related to the monks from now on.

The natal magical power is different from the ordinary spells practiced by monks. It is a spell that one has been extremely proficient in since the beginning of its formation.

Moreover, the natal magical power is powerful, consumes little, and can be used quickly. It can be said that it will be an important means for monks to fight against enemies in the future.

Of course, the most important point is that the natal magical power will continue to advance as the monk's cultivation level increases.

Therefore, if a monk condenses a very practical natal magical power from the beginning, he will benefit from it everywhere and be ahead of others.

"I am a monk with the three spiritual roots of gold, fire and wood, and I practice the technique of the golden spiritual root, the seven-kill cocoon-breaking technique."

"This natal magical power is most likely a metallic spell."

"Most of the metallic magical powers advocate killing, which just adds to my current heritage."

Zhou Yiqiao's thoughts turned around, and he concentrated on the inner scene.

In the dantian, in the center of the vast spiritual sea, a golden elixir was shining brightly.

Since Zhou Yiqiao broke through the golden elixir, the scope of the spiritual sea has expanded several times, and the form of mana has also been transformed from the previous liquid to the current crystal.

Now that he has gathered his natal magical powers, the spiritual sea is flowing again just like when he broke through.

Thousands of tiny crystals are equivalent to a spiritual vortex, constantly converging in the direction of the golden elixir.

The nine elixir patterns on the golden elixir flash alternately like breathing, illuminating the entire spiritual sea.

This scene remained in Dantian for a long time, until a quarter of an hour, there was no change.

Just when Zhou Yiqiao looked confused and was about to control his consciousness to go forward to check, there was a sudden buzzing in his ears.

"Buzz."

This sound is somewhere between existence and non-existence, as if it comes from outside the sky, but also seems to come from the golden elixir in the body, it is extremely mysterious.

Immediately afterwards, the golden elixir shone brightly, and turbulent energy spurted out, splashing into this dantian.

Zhou Yiqiao quickly withdrew from the light phase and activated the gray silver formation of the light phase. The fog that shrouded the entire Suolongze became thicker, completely isolating this place from the outside world.

After doing this, he looked into the dantian again, and saw that the golden elixir was like a scorching sun at this moment, with strong rays of light that penetrated beyond the sky, illuminating every inch of Zhou Yiqiao's meridians and flesh and blood clearly visible.

If an outsider sees Zhou Yiqiao at this moment, the light has already penetrated the flesh and blood, shining directly into the cave, and he is like a golden man in meditation, making people afraid to approach.

As an invisible and vast wave suddenly erupted from the golden elixir, a mixture of red and gold aura swept across the entire cave.

The red aura was filled with murderous intent, and the golden aura was unstoppable. All objects in the entire cave that came into contact with this aura were turned into powder!

At the same time, a feeling of hunger emanated from the golden elixir. Zhou Yiqiao was affected and suddenly felt weak and weak, subconsciously craving for food.

He patted the storage bag on his waist, quickly took out a Bigu Pill and put it into his mouth.

But even so, the feeling of hunger from the inside out is still raging, with no signs of weakening.