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

After an incense stick of time, Lin Muzhi and Zhou Yiqiao woke up one after another, and both of them had recovered a lot.

Lin Muzhi's injuries improved quickly and he was completely healed in just a few breaths.

However, Zhou Yiqiao's condition did not improve much. After all, he had just consumed too much energy and needed to spend more time recuperating.

"Thanks to Brother Zhou's great strength, otherwise all of us would have died in the belly of the Ink Scale Demonic Snake today."

Lin Muzhi stood up, bowed to Zhou Yiqiao and thanked him, his face full of gratitude.

"Brother Lin, you are too polite. After all, this black-scaled demon snake came because of me, so I should help it."

The other disciples of Tianxuan Sect were still meditating, so Zhou Yiqiao and Lin Muzhi walked aside and talked in low voices.

"Brother Zhou, I have something to say."

Lin Muzhi hesitated for a moment, but decided to speak.

"Although I don't know who Brother Zhou offended in Qinjian Villa, we were ambushed by the Ink Scale Demonic Snake as soon as we left Qinjian Villa's sphere of influence. The other party is determined to kill you."

Zhou Yiqiao nodded slightly, his face calm.

Lin Muzhi sighed and continued.

"This place is still quite a distance away from Tianxuan Sect. If Brother Zhou is not prepared, it may be difficult to arrive safely according to the current situation."

Zhou Yiqiao's eyes flashed and he also let out a long sigh.

"The eldest lady said that she has arranged for the nearby Wenjian Mansion to mobilize forces to protect me. If the news is true, they should be able to arrive soon."

"If that's the case, then it would be the best."

Lin Muzhi breathed a sigh of relief, then reminded again.

"But Brother Zhou also needs to be fully prepared. After all, people's minds are hard to predict. It is still unknown whether Wenjian Mansion obeys Fairy Jimeng or the top management of Qinjian Villa who want to murder you."

Zhou Yiqiao frowned when he heard this.

At this moment, disciples of Tianxuan Sect hurried over and reported.

"Son, everyone has rested and is ready to go."

Lin Muzhi nodded slightly but did not give any orders. Instead, he turned to look at Zhou Yiqiao, obviously wanting to ask for his opinion.

"Brother Lin, I still need help from the Tianxuan Sect. There is no need to be so polite."

Faced with Lin Muzhi's respect and politeness, Zhou Yiqiao felt a little uncomfortable. He waved his hand, indicating that it was not necessary.

"Brother Zhou, you are wrong. You have experienced life and death with us, and you are already a friend of Tianxuan Sect."

"As the Holy Son of the Tianxuan Sect, I represent the entire Tianxuan Sect. I should treat my friends with courtesy."

Lin Muzhi's words made Zhou Yiqiao feel warm. He nodded and said.

"In that case, let's move on."

When the disciples of Tianxuan Sect heard the order, they immediately took action and the team set out again on the journey to Tianxuan Sect.

On the way, the two of them rode together in the Jade Dragon carriage, chatting happily, as if they had met each other too late.

Perhaps it was because the Wenjian Mansion was still under the control of Qing Jimeng, or perhaps the Great Elder's lineage did not attack Zhou Yiqiao again. In any case, on the rest of the journey, the group did not encounter any difficult-to-deal-with crises like the Ink Scaled Demon Snake.

The group arrived at Tianxuan Sect safely, and the grand elder of Tianxuan Sect personally came forward to secretly receive the distinguished guest Zhou Yiqiao.

The Great Elder is a white-haired old man with a kind face, but strong muscles and a pair of bright eyes. He is different from the ordinary elders of the sect who have an immortal look. He behaves like a martial artist.

"Mr. Zhou, since you are the friend of the Holy Son, you are also the friend of the Tianxuan Sect."

"In Tianxuan Sect, you don't need to worry about threats from anyone."

The Great Elder's voice was steady and powerful, giving people an inexplicable sense of security.

He personally arranged a secluded residence for Zhou Yiqiao and sent several disciples to protect him.

"Thank you, Great Elder."

Zhou Yiqiao bowed and thanked him, but his heart was filled with turmoil.

He understood that the Great Elder's words were not just a courtesy, but also a promise to him.

In Tianxuan Sect, he can indeed temporarily escape the pursuit of Qinjian Villa and practice and recuperate in peace.

Lin Muzhi and the Great Elder were both high-ranking officials of the Tianxuan Sect. They were busy with sect affairs, so after settling Zhou Yiqiao down, they left, leaving Zhou Yiqiao alone in this quiet residence.

He stood in front of the window, looking into the distance, his mind full of thoughts.

After arriving in Central China, he had been wandering around for several years, but now he finally had a place to settle down.

"I can finally settle down and consolidate my cultivation in the middle stage of the Spiritualization Realm."

Zhou Yiqiao secretly rejoiced.

After the battle with the Ink Scale Demonic Snake, he clearly felt that the concentration of spiritual power in his dantian was much thinner than when he had just advanced to the middle stage of the Spiritual Transformation Realm.

He knew that this was because he had forcefully used the secret technique before his realm was stable, which resulted in excessive consumption of spiritual energy.

Fortunately, this sign is not obvious, and Zhou Yiqiao still has room for remediation.

He sat cross-legged and began to practice his skills, closing his eyes and concentrating, absorbing the spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth.

As he breathed, the surrounding spiritual energy seemed to be summoned by something and gathered towards his body.

In his dantian, the spiritual energy began to slowly condense and gradually became thicker.

Time passed slowly, and Zhou Yiqiao seemed to have entered a state of selflessness, completely immersed in cultivation.

Before I knew it, spring had gone and autumn had come, and several years had passed.

Zhou Yiqiao practiced in seclusion in his residence in Tianxuan Sect, completely eliminating the hidden danger of not consolidating his cultivation in time after advancing.

On this day, Zhou Yiqiao finally ended his retreat.

He stood up, felt the powerful spiritual power in his body, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

After several years of hard training, not only did he consolidate his cultivation in the middle stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm, but the strength of his spiritual power also clearly surpassed the state when he just advanced, reaching a whole new height.

"Everything is ready now. I can finally relax and practice the Golden Dragon Vision Technique given to me by my senior."

Zhou Yiqiao's eyes flashed and he muttered to himself.

He took a deep breath, suppressed his excitement, took out the golden booklet from the storage ring, and planned to study it seriously.

As a magic method that can spy on the fortunes of others, Zhou Yiqiao is well aware that there must be many limitations in its performance.

Although the predecessors said that it was not difficult to get started with this technique, Zhou Yiqiao did not dare to practice it carelessly and then find someone to test the technique on.

After all, luck is a mysterious thing. If a disaster occurs due to one's reckless actions, no one will help him clean up the mess.

Therefore, even though his predecessors had made solemn promises, Zhou Yiqiao remained cautious.

He decided to study it carefully first to understand the mysteries, and after mastering it, he would look for some weak monks who would "volunteer" to act as guinea pigs to conduct experiments...