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

"Master Zhou, please come this way."

Inside the water prison, it was dark and damp, and every stone seemed to have been eroded beyond recognition by time and moisture.

Zhou Yiqiao followed the jailer who was elected by several people, and his soul tried his best to expand outwards, trying to see every detail in the water prison.

But it is a pity that there seems to be something in the water prison that inhibits the exploration of the soul. Although Zhou Yiqiao's soul has been fully activated, he can still only see a blurry scene.

The jailer took him between the islands. Every once in a while, he could hear the sound of water dripping, clear and lonely.

There was an indescribable smell in the air, which made Zhou Yiqiao frown involuntarily.

They came to an island that was obviously three-thirds larger than other prisons. The jailer stopped and Zhou Yiqiao gave instructions.

"Master Zhou, the prisoners on this island are all serious criminals. Most of them are very powerful. Even the Soul Locking Pill cannot completely control their memories, so they are all imprisoned here."

"When you train in the future, you should pay more attention to the death row prisoners released from here. If you see anyone acting strangely, inform the boys immediately."

Zhou Yiqiao nodded, indicating that he understood.

The two moved forward again and soon reached the end of the water prison.

Here is a huge pool, the water is as black as ink, and there is a bottomless black vortex in the center, which seems to be able to swallow all light.

Zhou Yiqiao's soul was attracted by the vortex. He tried hard to pry into the mystery, but found that his soul seemed to be pulled by an invisible force and he almost lost control.

He hurriedly withdrew his soul, feeling extremely shocked.

"What is this?"

Zhou Yiqiao asked in a deep voice, staring closely at the black vortex.

The jailer shook his head, a look of awe on his face.

"Master Zhou, this is the forbidden area of ​​our water prison. Legend has it that it is the entrance to the underworld. It is called the 'Netherworld Vortex'."

"Anyone who tries to pry into its secrets will be punished unimaginably, and may even disappear from this world forever."

Zhou Yiqiao frowned. Naturally, he would not believe what the jailer said about the passage to the underworld, but he could feel the danger and strangeness contained in the vortex.

He understood that his current strength was not enough to explore this mysterious vortex, so he kept this place in his heart and immediately turned around and left.

The two returned to the farmhouse in the palace, and the remaining jailers had already cleaned up the farmhouse.

Several people cast questioning glances at the jailer accompanying Zhou Yiqiao. After receiving an affirmative look from the latter, they gathered around with a smile.

"Master Zhou, this farmhouse is where you will live from now on. If you need anything, just ask me to wait."

Zhou Yiqiao nodded, glanced around the farmhouse, and then asked curiously.

"I have taken over your residence, where will you live from now on?"

The jailers looked at each other and smiled, one of them said.

"Master Zhou, don't worry, we will have our own place to go."

"This farmhouse was originally prepared for the warden. Although you are not the warden, you are still my immediate superior, so naturally I will give it to you."

Zhou Yiqiao smiled and nodded, but secretly recalled in his heart, besides this place, where else in the water prison could these people live.

After a long while without success, he waved his hand and said.

"You all please step back. I need to be quiet and make some preparations for the next training of the prisoner army."

Upon hearing this, the jailers bowed and retreated, not daring to show any signs of neglect.

The farmhouse suddenly became quiet, and only Zhou Yiqiao was left.

"What is certain now is that there is indeed a mysterious and dangerous thing under the pool at the end of the water prison. The Netherworld Vortex must be related to this thing."

Zhou Yiqiao murmured to himself.

"It's just that it's not yet certain whether the thing under the pool and the treasure Li Wenshi placed in the water prison are the same."

His eyes flickered, and he already had a decision in his heart.

No matter what, he had to find a way to find out.

However, before that, he still needs to make some preparations.

After all, this time he came to train the prisoner army. If there were no results, Li Wenshi would definitely become suspicious, and then his plan would be unsustainable.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yiqiao no longer hesitated and took out all the specially carried classics on military training from the storage bag.

At the same time, he also began to think about how to use the resources in his hands to enhance the strength of the prisoner army as much as possible.

Time passed little by little, and Zhou Yiqiao seemed to be completely immersed in his own world.

The sunrise and sunset were simulated in the small world. Several hours passed, night fell, and everything was silent.

The only thing left in the whole small world is the bright lights in the farmhouse.

After an unknown amount of time, he closed the last book and took a deep breath.

"Although these classics are precious, most of them are training methods summarized for monks with self-awareness. They are still somewhat inappropriate for the prisoner army."

Zhou Yiqiao murmured to himself, frowning.

The prisoner army is not so much a prisoner who has been deprived of self-awareness, but rather a puppet who obeys the command, and all actions are carried out according to the will of the orderer.

Therefore, some changes must be made to their training methods.

"Perhaps we can find inspiration from the puppet master's method."

Zhou Yiqiao thought for a long time and suddenly had inspiration.

He took out another book from his storage bag, but the content of this book was completely different from the previous training manual. It was a book about puppet masters.

"Blood Magic Book..."

Looking at the book in his hand that had been idle for a long time, Zhou Yiqiao couldn't help but fall into memories.

It was from this blood magic book that he refined the art of blood puppet, and refined the incarnation of Chu Tianxing through the art of blood puppet.

"The only book on puppet control that I have at hand now is the Blood Magic Book. Let's see if there is anything useful in it."

Zhou Yiqiao sighed softly, then opened the book and began to read it carefully.

"I still remember that I spent a lot of effort to strip the blood puppet technique from this blood magic book. Now that I have read this book after reading Qianfan, I have a different perception."

His eyes quickly swept over the tome, but he kept thinking about how to combine the things in the Blood Magic Tome with the training of the Prisoner Army.

Time passed little by little, but the lights in the farmhouse never went out.

Zhou Yiqiao seemed to have forgotten the passage of time, completely immersed in his own world.

It wasn't until the sky turned white and the first ray of sunlight fell on his face through the window that he suddenly came back to his senses.