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

Perhaps before this, Zhou Yiqiao would still be worried that the academy disciples had only a short amount of time to practice and were not as strong as outsiders.

But when I looked at it today, I realized that I was worrying too much.

"Dean Zhou, Zhang has something to ask of you."

Zhang Tong's voice rang in his ears again. Zhou Yiqiao looked back and asked with a smile.

"I don't know what Brother Zhang is talking about. If I can do my best, I will naturally help you."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Tong immediately smiled and waved his hands.

"Dean Zhou doesn't need to be so serious. For a golden elixir expert like you, it's just a piece of cake."

"In another half hour, the formation guarding this secret realm will be at its weakest."

"After all, Dean Zhou is my leader in New Zhengzhou. When the time comes, I will ask Dean Zhou to help me and buy some time for the juniors to enter the secret realm."

Hearing this, Zhou Yiqiao nodded naturally.

"Brother Zhang, just leave the secrets to me for your duties, and then you can leave them to me."

With the guarantee from Zhou Yiqiao, a powerful Jindan master, Zhang Tong breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Although the secret method to crack the secret realm has become extremely effective after being improved by countless predecessors over tens of thousands of years.

But this secret realm is only a preliminary exploration after all. If there are no strong monks to rely on, there is no guarantee that accidents will not happen.

"In this case, Zhang once again expresses his gratitude to Dean Zhou on behalf of all fellow Taoists here."

The two of them exchanged polite greetings again, and Zhang Tong took Zhou Yiqiao to find a secluded place and handed the magic formula to the young Jin Dan master.

This technique is simple and easy to understand. For monks in the Golden Core realm, they can learn it in the blink of an eye.

"You two are really easy to find."

A rough voice suddenly sounded from the side. Zhou Yiqiao and the others looked for the voice and found that it was the leader of the Pojun Sect, Shen Tumeng.

The Pojun Sect is one of the very few body refining sects in Yanzhou. As the leader of the Pojun Sect, Shentu Meng can be said to be the strongest body refining sect in the entire Yanzhou even though he only has the early stage of Jindan cultivation. Monk.

Zhou Yiqiao naturally heard about such a special person.

The two people stood up immediately and bowed their hands to him.

"You two are welcome! I have been chatting with the Wang family for a long time and plan to make a bet with these disciples. I wonder if Dean Zhou is interested?"

Shentu Meng, who was rough but thin, returned the greeting with his fists raised, behaved appropriately, stared at the two of them with a smile and said.

bet?

Zhou Yiqiao and Zhang Tong looked at each other and saw the doubts deep in each other's eyes.

The cultivation levels of the disciples who entered the secret realm this time are uneven. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the strength of Phoenix Academy is far superior to others. I really don’t know what to gamble on.

"Sect Master Shen, I don't know what the gambling game you are talking about is?"

Zhang Tong asked instead of Zhou Yiqiao.

Hearing Zhang Tong's question, Shen Tumeng's smile became even bigger and he said.

"The three of us masters all took out some treasures and bet on which disciple can bring out a second-level spiritual object from the secret realm!"

Zhang Tong frowned.

Although for high-level monks like them, who are in the late Golden Elixir stage, second-level spiritual objects are just commonplace.

But for disciples in the Qi Refining realm, wanting to obtain second-level spiritual objects means entering dangerous places and bearing great risks.

"Master Shentu, this trip to the secret realm is mainly to train disciples. I'm afraid it's not appropriate to make such a reckless bet!"

Zhang Tong reminded him.

As soon as he finished speaking, Shentu Meng immediately laughed.

"Zhang Zhoumu misunderstood. Our intention was not to ask all the disciples to die, but to let three Qi Refining Dzogchen disciples compete."

"Even if the disciples of Qi Refining Dzogchen are in danger, they still have certain abilities to protect their own safety. It is not a waste of caring for the lives of disciples. What do you think of it, Dean Zhou?"

After saying this, Shentu Meng looked at Zhou Yiqiao and invited him again.

Zhou Yiqiao pondered for a moment, carefully calculating the gains and losses.

"In that case, I won't let you down, so I'll have some fun with you."

Hearing Zhou Yiqiao's agreement, Shen Tumeng's face lit up, he held Zhou Yiqiao's arm boldly, and walked quickly to Wang Changfeng.

Wang Changfeng's face turned ugly when he saw Zhou Yiqiao appearing.

Shentu Meng seemed completely unaware and spoke.

"Dean Zhou agreed! Brother Wang, if you have any good things, please bring them out as soon as possible."

"We, the Pojun Sect, have moved together to New Zhengzhou. We are short of food and clothing, so we are waiting for this bet to replenish the sect's treasure house."

As Shen Tumeng spoke, he touched the animal skin bag on his waist and took out a pair of boxing gloves that glowed with yellowish brown light.

"Since it's me who proposed the bet, let me make the beginning."

"This is a medium-grade magic weapon. I won't give it a name. I always call it 'Loess Fist Glove'."

He placed the yellow clay boxing glove in the center of the three of them, and then laughed as if he had succeeded.

"You two have to put up a spiritual object equivalent to the middle-grade magic weapon as a bet."

Shen Tumeng's words immediately made Zhou Yiqiao and Wang Changfeng laugh.

These little thoughts of his have been seen through by the two of them a long time ago.

We are all Jindan masters. If we take out a second-level spiritual object as a bet, it would be beneath our status. Naturally, the two of them did not stop the idea of ​​​​Sect Master Shentu.

Wang Changfeng thought about it for a while and also took out a third-level treasure.

"This third-level flying magic weapon is called 'Teng Yunhu'. Although it is only a low-level magic weapon, it has many wind spirit power formations engraved on it. Its flying speed is also impressive compared to many high-level flying magic weapons."

After the two of them took out their magic weapons, it was Zhou Yiqiao's turn soon.

Zhou Yiqiao didn't refuse. After estimating the value of the treasures they took out, he took out a brocade box containing the elixir from the storage bag.

He pushed the brocade box to the forefront, pushed aside the magic weapons that everyone had placed, and spoke concisely and concisely.

"Two Chaoyuan Pills."

As soon as these words came out, Shen Tu and Meng were extremely surprised. They turned to look at Zhou Yiqiao with fiery eyes.

You must know that Chaoyuan Dan, which can help monks advance to the realm of golden elixirs, has always been priceless and unmarketable in Yanzhou, let alone Zhou Yiqiao taking out two of them at once.

Under the eager gazes of the two people, Zhou Yiqiao raised a smile on his lips and explained half truthfully.

"When he broke through the golden elixir, he obtained the excess elixir from the sect. Zhou used this elixir as a bet."

The two people in front of him could not go to Phoenix Pavilion to check the truth, and Zhou Yiqiao was not afraid of having his lies discovered.

Hearing Zhou Yiqiao's explanation, Shen Tumeng and Wang Changfeng were stunned, and then nodded to express their understanding.

Being promoted to the Golden Pill is a big deal for every monk, so it is not surprising to prepare a few more Chaoyuan Pills as a guarantee.

Seeing that all three of them had taken out their bets, Shentu Meng clapped his hands, and under the gazes of Zhou Yiqiao and the others, he spoke with an air of determination to win.

"Okay, without further ado, let's open the secret realm immediately."