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

Time passed, and in a blink of an eye, it had been several months since Qijian followed Shen Kuo to Huangquan Temple.

He Yunxi, who got the news about Zhou Yiqiao, arrived at Wucai Valley half a month ago. When he saw Zhou Yiqiao, who was staying in Wucai Pond and could not leave even half a step, he felt a burst of cynicism.

Fortunately, the technique that Bai Qingxuan taught He Yunxi required her to renounce her love and affection, so the woman didn't go too far. She just gloated about the misfortune for a long time, then built a wooden house next to Wucai Pond and has been in seclusion ever since.

On this day, after Zhou Yiqiao finished practicing Ten Thousand Demons Record as usual, he lay down in the colorful pool to relax and absorb the medicinal power in the pool.

Suddenly, a familiar breath came from outside the valley.

"Seven Swords!"

Zhou Yiqiao opened his eyes, felt the familiar breath, and immediately recognized the person.

As soon as he finished speaking, a flash of golden light flew into the valley, landed beside the Five Color Pond, and bowed respectfully towards the Zhou Yi Bridge in the pond.

Qijian's body trembled slightly, and his face was filled with uncontrollable joy.

The last time Zhou Yiqiao saw this situation was when the Seven Swords had not yet transformed and was still a sand lizard in the Qi Refining Realm.

"Master, I am lucky to have fulfilled my destiny and successfully completed the mission of the Demon Sect!"

"This is the alchemy elder of Tuoba Sect specially selected for master to heal the body. Master, please take a look."

Qijian took off the storage bag attached to his waist. In a moment of excitement, he even tore off the refined tether on the storage bag.

Zhou Yiqiao took the storage bag and opened it slightly weakly to check the contents inside.

The storage bag is full of dazzling things. A large number of spiritual plants, spiritual herbs, elixirs, and even the flesh and blood of monsters that have just been processed are all neatly placed together.

"Master, are these resources enough to help you recover from your internal injuries?"

Seeing Zhou Yiqiao taking out some of the pills and flesh and blood without hesitation, Qijian asked eagerly.

"Enough, enough. This is almost as much as all the resources in a Nascent Soul Sect's treasure house. It is enough for me to recover most of the injuries in my body."

Hearing Zhou Yiqiao's affirmative answer, Qijian finally let go of his heart and couldn't help but smile.

Among all the demon beasts under Zhou Yiqiao, Qijian is the one who has followed him the longest, and is undoubtedly the most loyal.

Seeing the smiling Seven Swords revealed, Zhou Yiqiao somehow thought of how he had been working conscientiously and down-to-earth by his side all these years.

"Seven Swords."

Zhou Yiqiao suddenly spoke, and a crystal clear blue orb appeared in his hand.

"Take this treasure and take it."

Seeing the orb in Zhou Yiqiao's hand, Qijian's eyes suddenly widened, looking incredulous.

"Master...Master, this is Yinglong's essence and blood, which is extremely valuable. It is really a waste of money to give it to a young one."

Seeing Qijian's insistent refusal, Zhou Yiqiao shook his head slightly.

"You have sacrificed a lot for me, how can I treat you badly?"

"Don't forget that after you advanced to the golden elixir, a trace of the human-dragon bloodline condensed in your body."

"Although not pure, you are still half a dragon. This Yinglong essence and blood should be of great benefit to you."

"With this drop of Yinglong's essence and blood, you can greatly improve your qualifications, better follow my footsteps, and continue to work for me in the future."

After hearing Zhou Yiqiao's explanation, Qijian's eyes turned red. He knelt down by the colorful pool without hesitation and kowtowed to Zhou Yiqiao.

"Thank you Master for the reward. I will never forget the Seven Swords for your great kindness!"

Zhou Yiqiao's eyes became softer.

"Well, we have shared joys and sorrows together for so many years. I have already regarded you as my family. Why should family members be so alienated?"

"I want to take the treasure given by the sect here to recover from the injury as soon as possible. Don't leave, just take Yinglong's essence and blood to break through."

"Although my injury has not yet recovered, not only is my senior sister stationed in the valley, but also the owner of this drop of Yinglong's essence and blood is temporarily staying in the valley. If something unexpected happens to you, the two of them can help you get out of danger. "

After that, he pointed at a flat boulder under a giant tree in the distance and continued jokingly.

"Just two of them over there. Let's see who can refine the spiritual materials in his hands faster."

After hearing Zhou Yiqiao's instructions, Qijian nodded solemnly.

Then the two of them looked at each other and smiled. Qijian sat cross-legged on the boulder and began to adjust his breath, preparing to refine Yinglong's essence and blood.

Zhou Yiqiao, on the other hand, sat down cross-legged in the center of the Wucai Pond. He moved the Ten Thousand Demons Record to guide the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to gather towards himself. At the same time, he selected some milder spiritual objects from the many treasures and swallowed them one by one. This power repairs the cracks in the body.

The years passed by, the flowers bloomed and the snow melted for several autumns. Zhou Yiqiao and Qijian had been silent for several years, and finally there was movement.

The first person to open his eyes was Zhou Yiqiao, who had been soaking in the colorful pool for about twenty years.

All the spiritual objects given by the sect have been absorbed by Zhou Yiqiao. The originally dull body gradually regained its luster, and 90% of the fine cracks hidden under the surface of the skin were restored.

All this shows that Zhou Yiqiao's dilapidated body is out of danger.

Standing up slowly, Zhou Yiqiao glanced at Wucai Pond with lowered eyes, and secretly sighed a pity in his heart.

Having been with the pond water for twenty years, as a fourth-level alchemist, he has already roughly studied the composition of the pond water.

It's just that there are not some spiritual plants among them, but treasures that his cheap master got from nowhere. Even if he knows the elixir, he has no possibility of recovery.

Abandoning the random thoughts in his mind, Zhou Yiqiao simply moved his muscles and looked at the Seven Swords who were still meditating with his eyes closed on the boulder in the distance, and couldn't help but feel worried.

After the two of them retreated together for a year, the cautious Qijian finally adjusted his condition and swallowed the orb containing Yinglong's essence and blood.

According to common sense, Yinglong is one of the ancient bloodlines of the demon clan and is extremely powerful. Even if there is only one drop of blood left, its power is probably extraordinary. If Seven Swords swallows it, there will definitely be a violent reaction.

But ever since Seven Swords swallowed Yinglong's essence and blood, he has been in a state similar to trance, with neither hysterical cries of pain nor visions of heaven and earth of bloodline promotion.

He just sat here, like a pool of stagnant water, with no movement except for the steady rise and fall of his chest, as if he was asleep, extremely peaceful.

It's not like he hasn't asked He Yunxi about the reason for Qijian's situation. The result was that Qijian's consciousness seemed to be isolated in a world by something.

In order to completely refine Yinglong's essence and blood, Qijian can only escape from that world and find himself.