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

The Song family's residence is located on the outskirts of the territory currently controlled by the demon clan.

Although the two tribes have continued to conquer over the years, their trade with each other has become increasingly close.

Many human casual cultivators, and even some of the more savvy members of the demon clan, took advantage of this opportunity to make a lot of money.

Therefore, when the human monk Zhou Yiqiao entered the city where the Song family was located, he did not attract much attention except for necessary inspections.

The entire city is now in a state of morbid prosperity, with shops lined on both sides of the streets and a steady flow of people.

The two tribes of humans and monsters mixed with each other, and they were quite harmonious for a while.

Zhou Yiqiao followed the instructions given to him by Hu Changzai and easily found the mansion where the Song family was located.

The mansion occupies a very large area, covering an area of ​​more than a hundred acres, and is built magnificently.

"I don't know how many human monks sacrificed their lives to obtain these jade railings."

Zhou Yiqiao murmured, and after looking around the mansion, he walked straight into the Song family's residence.

From the beginning to the end, the two guards at the door, who were at the peak of Qi refining, seemed not to see him, allowing him to pass through the mansion's numerous defensive formations and arrive at the core area of ​​the Song family, the meeting hall.

I don’t know what day it is, but a large number of monks have gathered in front of the Song family’s meeting hall. They are in small groups, changing cups and cups, and it is like a prosperous scene.

"Hey, the Song family is really prospering now. Not to mention Song Changyun's eldest son Song Wenxuan, even the youngest son Song Wenxun broke through the Qi training period last month and was promoted to a master in the early stage of foundation building!"

"Who says it's not the case? If the younger generation of the Song family grows up, they will be the number one Jindan family in a thousand miles. If one of them can take a step further..."

Several middle-aged monks in gorgeous clothes were sitting in front of the meeting hall, drinking and chatting. From time to time they raised their eyes to glance at the meeting hall, showing envy, jealousy and hatred on their faces.

Just when everyone was chatting heatedly, the door of the meeting hall suddenly opened, and a group of guards wearing armor and holding swords emerged.

The guards lined up on both sides of the road, and then a man in a purple robe slowly walked out. Behind him, followed a young man with an immature face who had just gathered spiritual power in his dantian. .

"All uncles came from afar to attend the initiation ceremony of Wenxuan's eldest son. Wenxuan is very grateful!"

The man in purple robe had a warm smile on his face and his voice was calm and strong. After speaking, he pushed the young man behind him in front of him.

"I have met all my uncles. Yan Yun has entered the realm of immortality for the first time. Please take care of me, uncles!"

As he spoke, the young man clenched his fists and bowed to everyone in a serious manner, showing great respect.

When everyone present saw the young man, they all stood up to return the favor and praised him.

"Okay, okay! The tiger father has no dog son, what a unicorn!"

"Song Changyun is still like that. The descendants he has taught are more and more successful. The rise of the Song family is just around the corner!"

"Yan Yun is a handsome boy. He will definitely be a great young talent in the future!"

Zhou Yiqiao listened to the praises of everyone in his ears, and a look of ridicule appeared on his face.

This person named Yan Yun has no qualifications but two spiritual roots, but in their mouths he is like a rare genius. This shows how powerful the Song family has become in the past few years.

The so-called initiation ceremony that the Song family is currently holding is a ceremony that can only be held by the Zhongzhou Holy Sect and some peerless geniuses from the Four Holy Lands.

The original intention of these powerful forces to hold the initiation ceremony was to allow their younger generation to stand out in the world of cultivation through this ceremony and lay a foundation of connections for them to become the leaders of the sect in the future.

And the Song family in front of me...

It's just a person who got carried away after getting rich all of a sudden. It's ridiculous to try to show his strength through this kind of poor imitation.

Zhou Yiqiao raised the corners of his mouth slightly, sneered secretly, walked straight across the crowd, and sat on the main seat.

In front of the meeting hall, everyone was still arguing with the Song family, but suddenly they found that a strange young man with a charming face and a cold aura appeared above them, staring at the Song family with a smile.

"Who are you? How dare you break into my Song family!"

When a guard from the early stage of foundation building of the Song family saw Zhou Yiqiao, his eyebrows suddenly stood up, he glared at him and yelled at him.

After all, Song Wenxuan was the eldest son of Song Dynasty. When he couldn't see Zhou Yiqiao's reality clearly, he held down the rising guard and bowed towards Zhou Yiqiao.

"I don't know why this fellow Taoist came to my Song family?"

Song Wenxuan had a smile on his face and his tone was polite and gentle. Compared with Zhou Yiqiao, who was full of evil spirits, he looked like a gentleman.

Zhou Yiqiao didn't seem to hear Song Wenxuan's words. He lightly hooked his fingers and used this spiritual power to take a spiritual fruit from the fruit plate, enjoying it while laughing.

"I came here because I want to make a deal with the Song family."

Song Wenxuan looked puzzled and asked after a long silence.

"I wonder what deal you want to make? I am the acting head of the Song family, and I can take full responsibility for this matter!"

After Zhou Yiqiao heard this, he put all the fruit peels on the table and slowly used a dust-cowarding technique to clean up the debris in his hands before continuing.

"I want the Poria cocos grown by your Song family."

"presumptuous!"

As soon as Zhou Yiqiao finished speaking, the guard leader beside Song Wenxuan roared violently.

"Who do you think you deserve to care about the Song family's things?"

"Oh?"

Zhou Yiqiao was not angry when he heard the other party's scolding, and spoke calmly.

"This sentence should be given to you. A mere bodyguard of the Song family is nothing. Your clan leader has not spoken, so you should call out first."

"Exercise a small precept, and you won't do it again."

After saying this, Zhou Yiqiao stretched out his finger and pointed it towards the man.

The next moment, his fingers bloomed with dazzling silver light.

"boom!"

The leader of the guards didn't even react. He only felt a huge force hitting his chest. His sternum collapsed, blood spurted out, and he fainted instantly.

"hiss!"

Seeing this scene, all the monks present took a deep breath, and they all hunkered down in their seats like quails, not daring to speak.

"Fellow Taoist is so ruthless, does it mean he doesn't take my Song family seriously!?"

His bodyguard was seriously injured by a blow from the man in front of him. As the acting head of the family, Song Wenxuan could no longer do nothing and immediately scolded him.

Hearing this, Zhou Yiqiao raised his eyelids and looked at Song Wenxuan with a half-smile, his tone was extremely cold, like a fierce ghost from the Nine Netherworld giving the final order.

"While I'm still in a good mood, hurry up and get the Poria cocos. Otherwise, today next year will be your memorial day."