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

Zhou Yiqiao didn't know when Lu Liangcai discovered that he was an immortal cultivator, but seeing that the other party never revealed his identity, he didn't pay attention to it.

"Mr. Zhou, when did you come back?"

Lu Liangcai walked quickly to Zhou Yiqiao with a smile on his face.

"It just so happened that I just came back and was about to report to the village chief's home so that I could continue teaching the children in the village."

Zhou Yiqiao did not forget his excuse for disappearing and followed Lu Liangcai's words.

"Are you interested in going hunting in the mountains?"

"Hehe, I hunted a young deer for the tooth festival."

Lu Liangcai smiled and touched his head.

"Mr. Zhou, please give it a try. The student can share half of it with you."

"No, just take it back to your parents to recuperate. I need to report to the village chief's home first so that the village chief can inform the villagers that I won't talk to you without delaying tomorrow's classes."

Zhou Yiqiao understood the topic in a few words and walked quickly towards the village.

Lu Liang stopped where he was. He didn't come back to his senses until he saw Zhou Yiqiao completely disappearing from sight.

"Mr. Zhou seems to have achieved something again. He must have made a breakthrough, right?"

His eyes were full of yearning, and after some speculation, he shook his head with a wry smile, and walked slowly towards his home.

On the other hand, Zhou Yiqiao was walking in the village. He met many villagers who nodded and greeted each other along the way. He spent a long time with a stick of incense and entered the village chief's home in the center of Taoyuan Village.

The village chief of Taoyuan Village is an old man who is over seventy years old. This is considered a long-lived person in this world.

As soon as the village chief's son saw that Zhou Yiqiao was visiting, he immediately stepped forward to greet him. Every villager in Taoyuan Village respected the only teacher in the village.

"Mr. Zhou, I don't know when you came back. Have you found any relatives at home?"

Hearing this, Zhou Yiqiao returned the gift with his hands raised, and then smiled.

"I just came back and came to visit the village chief. I want to reply as soon as possible about the study of the children in the village."

"As for those relatives, they all have their own futures and are unwilling to return with me, and I have not forced them."

When the village chief's son heard about Zhou Yiqiao's visit, he didn't talk to him much and immediately took him into the backyard.

"Dad, Mr. Zhou is back!"

As soon as they entered the backyard, the village chief's son, who was "older" than Zhou Yiqiao, shouted loudly.

As soon as he finished speaking, an old man with white beard and hair and a stooped figure walked out slowly on crutches.

When Zhou Yiqiao saw the visitor, he quickly stepped forward and bowed again.

"Village chief, I'm back."

The old man smiled and grabbed Zhou Yiqiao's hands and led him into the house.

After the two sat down, the old man spoke.

"Mr. Zhou came here in such a hurry. Does he want me to inform the villagers to start studying tomorrow?"

"The village chief will see you tomorrow."

Zhou Yiqiao heard this and complimented.

Seeing that Zhou Yiqiao did not refute, the village chief nodded, then called his son and asked him to go from house to house to announce the news.

"Mr. Zhou, why don't you have a drink with me tonight, so that I can take care of you."

The old village chief stroked his gray beard and said with a kind face.

"Zhou thanked the village chief again for his kindness, but he has not seen his wife for many months, and he really misses her."

"As it should be."

The village chief smiled and nodded, then sighed again.

"Mr. Zhou and your wife have been in love for so many years. It's only because of the big insect that we killed that day that Mrs. Wu couldn't get pregnant."

What the old village chief lamented was the excuse for Zhou Yiqiao and Wu Ranchen to have no heirs.

When Zhou Yiqiao heard this, he also put on a sad expression and said in agreement.

"Hey, madam, if he can leave a life behind, I am already satisfied. How can I look forward to someone who can succeed me."

After the two of them finished speaking, the hall was silent for a long time.

It wasn't until the old village chief remembered that Zhou Yiqiao had just returned to the village and that his words were inappropriate, that he broke the silence.

"As the old man gets older, he likes to gossip. Don't be offended, Mr. Zhou."

"Since Mr. Zhou still wants to see his wife, I won't stay any longer."

Zhou Yiqiao sat there for a long time, waiting for these words. He immediately stood up, cupped his fists and saluted, and went out to find Wu Ranchen.

It took him a while to search for a stick of incense in the village, but he finally found Wu Ranchen in a house.

The two performed another harmonious drama in front of the villagers, and then returned to their residence in the east of the village hand in hand.

"Mr. Zhou, you are fighting with others. Why did you demolish the whole house?"

The two passed through the blind formation, and Wu Ranchen stared at the debris on the ground and said dumbly.

"Something unexpected happened when the mirror was broken."

"I have invited the Saint here to inform Her Highness the Saint so that the secret will not be exposed later."

It was a matter of his own cultivation. It was impossible for Zhou Yiqiao to tell Wu Ranchen the specific process, so he just made a few casual remarks.

"I forgot that Mr. Zhou has broken through to the late stage of the Golden Elixir and is expected to live forever. I am here to congratulate you!"

Wu Ranchen didn't mean to force it, and immediately nodded as if he knew it. Then he seemed to remember that Zhou Yiqiao was already a late-stage Jindan monk, and congratulated through gritted teeth.

Zhou Yiqiao couldn't help but burst out laughing when he saw the other party's cute and innocent look.

Thinking back to the first time she met Zhou Yiqiao, Zhou Yiqiao barely managed to beat one through the talisman.

A few years later, it was only a matter of five or five that the two met again.

Now, decades later, Zhou Yiqiao has advanced to the late stage of Jindan, but her progress is weak. If she fights again, she may not even have a 50% chance of winning.

As a result, Wu Ranchen felt extremely angry, but it was understandable.

Seeing Zhou Yiqiao actually taking the opportunity to laugh, Wu Ranchen was even more angry. With a flash of inspiration in his hand, he took out a bloody dagger and shouted sweetly.

"Well, Zhou Yiqiao, let's fight this saint for 300 rounds!"

After saying that, the blood-red dagger in his hand drew thousands of distractions and slashed towards Zhou Yiqiao's direction unceremoniously.

Zhou Yiqiao's face was surprised, and his movements were really slow. He drew out the fixed purple bamboo sword and then fought and walked away towards the distant mountains and forests.

Wu Ranchen used this battle to vent his frustration, but Zhou Yiqiao used it to test his progress.

The two fought for several hours, until Zhou Yiqiao thoroughly confirmed his own strength as the sun set, and then he slashed out with his sword and "narrowly won".

Of course, although the battle here has ended, the battle over the girl's yin and yang menstruation has just begun.

The two of them did not even change the battlefield and continued to fight for several hours.

It wasn't until the sky turned white and Wu Ranchen repeatedly begged for mercy that he stopped and gave up.

After returning to his residence with Wu Ranchen in his arms, Zhou Yiqiao urged him to repair the wooden house, then tidied up his clothes, transformed and became a teacher in Taoyuan Village again.