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

As Zhou Yiqiao finished his words, the companion magic sword that had been sleeping in his body - Dusk, suddenly began to tremble violently.

Zhou Yiqiao felt the unusual movement of Mu, and a hint of joy flashed in his eyes.

"After being silent for a long time, you are finally going to be promoted to a post-natal ancient treasure."

Mu obviously didn't understand Zhou Yiqiao's mumbling. It was trembling violently, as if an innocent baby was suddenly filled with great joy and expectation and couldn't wait to express something.

Wisps of black mist were released from the dusk, enveloping Zhou Yiqiao, covering his entire body and most of the room he was in.

The black mist filled the room, and the sword of Dusk was looming in the mist, exuding an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.

Through the connection between the two parties, Zhou Yiqiao could feel Bo Mu's excitement and desire, and could clearly understand that Bo Mu was waiting for an important moment.

As time went on, Dusk's trembling became more violent, and the black mist began to swirl, forming a vortex with Dusk at the center.

The speed of the vortex was getting faster and faster, and the spiritual energy that had just returned to its original position once again gathered around Zhou Yiqiao, forming a huge spiritual energy vortex.

In the center of the spiritual energy vortex, the sword of Dusk began to emit a faint light, which became brighter and brighter, and finally became dazzling.

Zhou Yiqiao could feel that the sword body of Mu was constantly absorbing spiritual energy, and there was a force rising rapidly inside the sword body.

"Buzz!"

A clear sword sound was heard, and the sword body of Mu was shaken violently. The black mist and spiritual energy vortex were instantly sucked into the sword body.

Immediately afterwards, a strong sword energy dissipated from the sword and turned into a thick layer of mist, covering Zhou Yiqiao.

"Crack!"

A sound of shattering was heard. Zhou Yiqiao looked in the direction of the sound and found that it was a decoration he had placed in the room. Under the impact of the strong sword energy, it shattered directly and turned into a pile of debris.

This ornament is no ordinary object, but a tool that Zhou Yiqiao uses to hold spiritual liquid for a short period of time when he is refining pills!

Because the pills Zhou Yiqiao is now refining are fifth-grade pills, and the spiritual liquid he uses is also extraordinary, ordinary containers cannot bear it at all.

Therefore, this ornament is made from the bones of a second-level monster. Its hardness is comparable to the low-level magic tools carefully forged by Qi-refining monks!

However, even such a hard ornament was shattered directly by the sword energy emitted by Mu, which shows how terrifying this sword energy is!

Zhou Yiqiao's gaze returned to the dusk, and he saw that the dusk had undergone a drastic change.

The originally jet-black sword body had now become crystal clear, like a flawless crystal.

There is a faint silver luster flowing on the sword, making it look noble and mysterious.

The originally simple patterns on the hilt now became complicated, as if there were infinite mysteries contained in it.

Moreover, there is a row of sharp barbs on both sides of the hilt, giving people an extreme sense of danger.

The sword's momentum has increased by more than a hundred times compared to before. Zhou Yiqiao has no doubt that if he faces a strong man in the early stage of the Void Refinement Stage at this moment, Bo Mu will be able to hurt the other party!

"It has been hundreds of years since I learned the forging technique of the companion sword from my master."

"Over the past few hundred years, I have comprehended several sword principles, and finally caught up with Mu's quality to my level of cultivation."

"Today I saw the power of Dusk. All my efforts over the years have finally paid off."

Zhou Yiqiao glanced at the sword of Mu, his eyes full of relief.

This sword is not only a magic weapon, but also the result of his hundreds of years of hard work and efforts.

Through the twilight, Zhou Yiqiao seemed to see his own life and death experiences and the hard work he had put into the journey to immortality over the years.

He waved his fingers, and the dusk moved.

Suddenly, a sharp sword intent surged out, visibly cutting the air in the room in half.

The sound of the sword was clear and pleasant, echoing in the room, as if cheering for Mu's promotion.

The sword energy was everywhere, the sound of sword chanting gradually weakened, and the sword light in the dusk also dimmed.

After a moment, the sound of the sword stopped completely, and Mu was quietly floating in front of Zhou Yiqiao.

Looking at the dusk in front of him, Zhou Yiqiao's lips curled up slightly, revealing a faint smile.

"Congratulations, Dusk."

Then, Zhou Yiqiao stretched out his right hand with his palm facing up. Mu seemed to sense his call and turned into a stream of light, falling into his palm accurately.

He gently grasped the hilt of the sword, feeling the chill coming from the Dusk Sword. He gently grasped the hilt of the sword, feeling the chill coming from the Dusk Sword. Zhou Yiqiao couldn't help but reveal a gentle smile on his face.

"Dusk, thank you for being with me for these hundreds of years."

"For the next countless centuries, we can continue to move forward like we are today."

After saying that, Zhou Yiqiao's figure slowly disappeared in the room.

When Zhou Yiqiao left the room, everything in the room returned to normal, as if nothing had changed.

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In the blink of an eye, several months passed, and the news of the annihilation of the four major demon tribes, including the White Luan Tribe and the Blue Wolf Tribe, quickly spread in the borders of Zhongzhou and Zoroastrianism and in Qinjian Villa.

On the border of Zhongzhou and Zoroastrianism, the destruction of the four major demon tribes was just a topic of conversation after dinner, but for Qinjian Villa, it was news that was enough to shock the entire sect.

Zhou Yiqiao learned through his contact with Yu Linyue and others that the Great Elder was extremely shocked when he heard that the four major demon tribes were all wiped out overnight.

Especially from what the disciples of the villa who happened to pass by the Great Elder's residence said, the Great Elder's outburst of anger when he heard that his caravan had been destroyed almost made the entire Qinjian Villa tremble.

"It seems I have to be more careful next time."

Hundreds of thousands of miles away, Zhou Yiqiao, the instigator of the crime, was walking on the streets of Fangshi, muttering to himself.

He went out today because he was invited by Manager Sun of Lingcaotang.

As someone who knew Sun Yunchang's background, Zhou Yiqiao naturally would not refuse.

When he arrived at Lingcao Hall, Zhou Yiqiao was warmly welcomed into the inner hall by Manager Sun's disciple Liu Rushui, where he met the white-haired old man.

"Manager Zhou, I asked you to come here today because I have a favor to ask of you."

Shopkeeper Sun poured Zhou Yiqiao a cup of hot tea and went straight to the point.

"Shopkeeper Sun, please feel free to say it. As long as I can do it, I will do my best."

Zhou Yiqiao picked up the teacup, took a sip, and replied.

"Sun intends to leave this place, and I hope that Manager Zhou can train my disciple Liu Rushui on my behalf."