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

Zheshan City was the capital of the Zheng State. After the fall of the Zheng State, this magnificent city naturally became the most important trade hub among the newly incorporated territories of the Chu State.

Zheshan City has strict regulations, and even Jindan monks like Zhou Yiqiao are not allowed to fly over the city.

Zhou Yiqiao took Chu Tianxing down a few miles away from the city and walked on foot instead.

As immortal cultivators, the two of them could move much faster than ordinary people, and they reached the city gate in just a moment.

The city gate several feet high is open, and outside the city gate is the desolate countryside. Within the city gate is a prosperous street scene, which is clearly distinct, but it seems to be taken for granted.

After all, with the cultivation level of Jindan realm, the monks guarding the city gate will naturally not stop him too much.

Zhou Yiqiao simply revealed his identity and led Chu Tianxing towards the center of Zheshan City.

After more than ten years of renovation, the imperial capital of Zheng State has been transformed into a huge store that houses most of Yanzhou's spiritual objects. The purpose of the two people's trip is the upcoming auction in this store.

The store was crowded with people, and shops of all sizes were lined up in rows, making it quite lively.

Zhou Yiqiao looked around and seemed to see a familiar figure among the crowd.

He took off a storage bag from his waist, put it into Chu Tianxing's hand, and said through the message.

"Tian Xing, this storage bag contains 20,000 spirit stones, which is enough for you to participate in this auction."

“After entering the auction, remember to keep a low profile and don’t make enemies for yourself for no reason.”

"Master saw an old friend here and went to catch up with old friends. After your auction is over, Master will go find you."

Upon hearing this, Chu Tianxing solemnly took the storage bag and bowed to Zhou Yiqiao.

"Thank you Master, Master, please rest assured that the disciples will obey Master's instructions."

After saying that, he carefully placed the storage bag close to his body and then disappeared into the crowd heading to the auction.

After Chu Tianxing completely disappeared from sight, Zhou Yiqiao turned around, looked at his old friend who was still shouting hawking not far away, and walked quickly to him.

"Yan Shaoyang, Senior Brother Yan!"

Yan Shaoyang, who was still selling spiritual objects, turned around immediately when he heard someone calling his name.

After seeing Zhou Yiqiao's face, he couldn't believe it at first, then he smiled and bowed to Zhou Yiqiao respectfully.

"Elder Zhou, long time no see!"

Yan Shaoyang's cultivation was still at the late stage of foundation building just like when the two parted ways many years ago.

At this moment, facing Zhou Yiqiao, who was already in the Golden Core realm, he naturally did not dare to call himself senior brother anymore.

Zhou Yiqiao smiled happily when he saw an old friend he hadn't seen for decades, waving his hands cheerfully.

"Senior Brother Yan, don't be like this. We are old acquaintances, so there is no need to stick to these common etiquette."

When Yan Shaoyang heard this, he was silent for a long time, with heaven and man fighting in his mind, and finally he said with a wry smile and cupped his hands.

"Vulgar etiquette cannot be abolished. How about this, brother Yiqiao, let's call each other by our names?"

Zhou Yiqiao nodded slightly, accepting this compromise.

"Why did Brother Shaoyang come here to open a branch?"

As soon as he talked about how to do business, Yan Shaoyang suddenly became excited. He gave a few instructions in a low voice to the servants on the side, and then greeted Zhou Yiqiao to enter the shop.

The store's furnishings are extremely exquisite. The deerskin from the Zoroastrian Monster Clan, the pearls from the endless sea, and the fragrance of snow from the netherworld of the North are enough to reflect the taste of the store owner.

"After I cooperated with the Nangong family, Wufutang has developed rapidly. Now it is the most prestigious medicine hall in the entire Chu country besides the Nangong family."

Yan Shaoyang was full of energy and specifically emphasized the role of the Nangong family. It seemed that he was still brooding about his refusal to cooperate back then.

But even if Zhou Yiqiao was given the choice now, he would still refuse Yan Shaoyang's invitation.

He raised his eyebrows calmly, made an envious expression, and complimented loudly.

"Brother Shaoyang's talent in business is truly extraordinary."

"Ha ha ha ha.

Hearing Zhou Yiqiao's compliment, Yan Shaoyang's face turned rosy.

He summoned a beautiful maid to serve her spiritual tea and said with joy.

"I have been traveling around Yanzhou over the years. Although it is hard work, my hard work has paid off and I have achieved my original vision."

"Brother Yiqiao, come and try it. This is the imperial gift tea flowing out from the palace. It is the snow lotus tea picked from the Yongye Mountains in the far north. Nowadays, the Chu State and the Netherworld Sect are circulating less and less. A rare treasure.”

Zhou Yiqiao picked up the tea cup and looked at the former senior brother who had gained weight in front of him. He was lost in thought for a long time and said nothing for a long time.

"Brother Yiqiao, what's wrong?"

Yan Shaoyang's voice came, awakening Zhou Yiqiao who was trapped in memories.

Zhou Yiqiao looked stunned, secretly thinking that he was too careless to relax in an outsider's world.

He quickly took a sip of tea to hide his embarrassment, and then praised it.

"This tea has a lingering fragrance on the lips and teeth, with endless aftertaste. It also has the effect of calming the mind and calming the energy. It is truly a holy product of tea, worthy of being a gift from the Holy Emperor."

After saying a few polite words in succession, Zhou Yiqiao looked at Yan Shaoyang, who was no longer what he was before, and suddenly lost interest and had no intention of staying any longer.

"Brother Shaoyang, I still have some questions in Zheshan City. I will return to Fengmingfang City one day and reminisce with Brother Shaoyang."

Zhou Yiqiao said goodbye softly, and left Wufutang despite Yan Shaoyang's repeated dissuasion.

The auction that Chu Tianxing participated in had just begun. Zhou Yiqiao found a nearby restaurant, asked for a private room, drank and waited.

"At that time, Yan Shaoyang was immersed in business, but he was still enterprising and enthusiastic."

"Perhaps it's because I have followed the Nangong family for decades. Today, it seems that all that is left is flattery, hypocrisy and righteousness."

"My body has been drained by drinking and sex. After so many years, my strength has declined instead of rising."

Zhou Yiqiao looked at the passing clouds outside the window, thinking secretly in his heart, and was filled with emotion.

"Strength is the most important thing in Tianchen Realm. Even if there is a life-extending spiritual thing hanging in the sky a hundred years later, if you don't have the courage to fight with the sky, you will still turn into a handful of loess."

"At that time, even if you are as rich as the country, you will eventually become someone else's wedding dress."

He shook his head and drank the spiritual wine in the cup to relieve the inexplicable depression in his heart.

"It doesn't matter, everyone has his own ambitions. Back then, I advised Yan Shaoyang to pay attention to his cultivation. I have done my best to be benevolent and righteous."

"Everyone has his or her own ambitions. No matter what others think of me, I have a clear goal and I have no regrets about coming here!"

At the beginning of the thought, a cold feeling came from the depths of the soul.

This feeling was so refreshing that it spread throughout his limbs and bones in one breath. Zhou Yiqiao felt that he had been sublimated in an instant.

Epiphany!

When this idea first appeared, Zhou Yiqiao didn't care that he was still in the restaurant, and summoned the fixed purple bamboo sword to protect himself.

Sitting cross-legged and on the couch, closing his eyes and meditating, he fell into darkness!