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

In the five-color valley.

Zhou Yiqiao still sat cross-legged in the Five Color Pond, calmly nourishing his energy.

He closed his eyes and stared at the slowly moving dark golden spiritual power of the Meridian Hui Sect, concentrating on running the Ten Thousand Demons Record.

The last cycle of heaven and earth was completed, and the dark golden spiritual power returned to his Dantian. He slowly opened his eyes and completed today's practice of Ten Thousand Demons.

"It will probably take several more years to reach the third level of the Ten Thousand Demons Record, which is the Golden Core realm."

Zhou Yiqiao murmured, slightly disappointed in his heart. He had originally thought about breaking through the golden elixir in a short period of time so that He Yunxi could have more strength to protect himself before coming to the Colorful Valley, but now it seems that this dream may be completely in vain.

However, he quickly put this trace of regret behind him. With Senior Sister Mu sitting on both sides of the colorful valley, He Yunxi could not make any move against him even if he had any intentions.

After thinking about it, Zhou Yiqiao was about to lie back in the colorful pool, but saw Shen Kuo, who had just left for a few days, returning to the valley with the Seven Swords.

"What's wrong, Fourth Senior Brother, why are you back with Seven Swords?"

Before Zhou Yiqiao finished speaking, Shen Kuo repeated the requirements of the Seven Swords in the sect's meeting hall.

With that said, he threw the Tongxin Jade that Qijian had obtained from Tuoba Qingshan into Zhou Yiqiao's arms.

After listening to Shen Kuo's description, Zhou Yiqiao showed a smile of realization on his face.

"I see......"

He hesitated for a long time and took out a talisman that sealed his voice.

"After you meet Brother Murong, give him this talisman and he will know your purpose."

Qijian took the talisman and did not leave immediately.

When Shen Kuo on the side saw this, he immediately understood the meaning of Qijian. He nodded indifferently towards Zhou Yiqiao and then disappeared in front of the two of them.

Zhou Yiqiao looked at Qijian funnyly and said doubtfully.

"Fourth Senior Brother is not an outsider. If you have anything to say, you don't have to avoid his presence."

Although Qijian nodded, Zhou Yiqiao could clearly see that the person in front of him had not changed his mind.

Such a temper would only benefit him without any harm, so Zhou Yiqiao just let it go without any control.

"You are so careful. Do you have something to discuss with me?"

After hearing this, Qijian couldn't help but ask the questions in his heart.

"The sect leader asked me to go to Huangquan Temple on behalf of the master to propose an alliance invitation. I wonder if the master needs any instructions?"

"What can I give you?"

Zhou Yiqiao smiled and waved.

"Your master, I am still a disciple of the Demon Sect after all. I have no reason to refuse the sect master's request."

"You only need to follow the instructions of the sect master and bring the invitation from the Demon Sect."

"As for whether the other party agrees or not, and how they will deal with it later, that is a matter between two high-level officials and has nothing to do with us."

However, Qijian still frowned and insisted.

"But the sect master has promised that if his subordinates can complete this mission, they can give the master spiritual objects to heal injuries and speed up the master's recovery."

"I really don't want to miss this opportunity. I hope the master can give me this opportunity."

"Oh?"

Zhou Yiqiao raised his eyebrows in surprise.

He knew that Qijian would definitely be rewarded by the sect after the hour, but he really didn't expect that Qijian would be thinking about him at this time.

He looked at Qijian, his eyes full of emotion. After a long time, he calmed down his emotions and said solemnly.

"If you have such intentions, I can no longer pretend to be arrogant."

Zhou Yiqiao rubbed his chin, and after a moment of hesitation, he gave instructions in a low voice.

"After you go to Huangquan Temple and see Brother Murong, tell him this..."

Qijian nodded, keeping what he asked in mind.

......

The next day, the morning light began to rise.

Two handsome men jumped out from the five-color valley and fled quickly towards the direction of Huangquan Temple.

Both of them were wearing black robes and covering their faces. Although they looked secretive, they also looked very abrupt.

However, considering the current environment where civil wars are raging throughout the continent and everyone is in danger, dressing up like this will not make people suspicious.

These two people were Shen Kuo and Qijian who were ordered to go to Huangquan Temple.

In order not to reveal their purpose, the two deliberately pretended to be casual cultivators avoiding the war. They deliberately stopped and stopped along the way. After walking for about a month, they barely arrived at the mountain gate of Huangquan Temple.

"You two, this is the forbidden area of ​​our Huangquan Monastery. No one else is allowed to enter. If you two want to visit the noble sect's disciples, you may wish to wait outside for a while. I will report to the sect first and then introduce you to you."

The disciple guarding the Huangquan Guanshan Gate stopped the two of them and said politely.

After hearing these words, Shen Kuo, adhering to the principle that doing more is worse than doing less, smiled and took the identity certificate given by Zhou Yiqiao from Qijian, and handed it into the hands of a Shouguan disciple.

"You two, we are here this time to visit Murong Yunhe, your direct disciple of the temple master. Could you please inform me."

The Shouguan disciples obviously did not expect that the two tightly wrapped people in front of them actually knew the direct disciples of their own master.

He quickly bowed his hands and said politely.

"I don't dare. Since we are friends of Mr. Murong, please wait a moment. I will definitely inform you two as soon as possible."

Hearing this, Shen Kuo nodded slightly, stood there with Qijian, and waited patiently.

After two sticks of incense, the disciple who went to pass on the message hurriedly returned, with a beautifully dressed maid behind him.

"You two, Mr. Murong, please come to the inner hall."

After saying this, the maid turned sideways and motioned for the two of them to follow her to the inner hall.

Shen Kuo and Qijian looked at each other and stepped to follow.

The scene inside Huangquan Temple is extremely special.

Different from the ordinary dark environment where evil spirits and murderous auras are mixed, the layout of Huangquan Temple is more like a paradise of immortals. Pavilions, flowers, trees, birds and animals are all decorated with pure green plants, and some flowers, plants and trees even exude strong vitality.

Along the way, in addition to meeting a few patrolling disciples, I occasionally met a few Huangquan Temple disciples, and they were all polite and courteous to them.

If an uninformed monk came here, he would not be able to imagine that this Huangquan Temple is one of the three most famous demon sects in Yongzhou, along with the Netherworld Demon Sect and Motuo Mountain.

The three of them walked for half a stick of incense and finally arrived at a semi-open courtyard.

The maid pushed open the closed door and made a respectful gesture of invitation.

Shen Kuo stepped in first, followed by Qijian.

The light in the room was dim, and the tables and chairs were all dark green, except for the bed in the middle, which was covered with a snow-white futon.

Sitting cross-legged on the futon is a handsome young man, who is meditating and adjusting his breath with his eyes slightly closed. His whole body has an indifferent and tranquil temperament, isolated from the world, like a banished immortal.