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

Time flies, half a month later.

In the inn, Zhou Yiqiao gave some instructions to True Monarch Bloodbeard, then left him a bottle of elixir to stabilize Qi and blood, and then set off towards the direction of Tianbao Palace.

At this time, more than a dozen monks with different auras had gathered in Tianbao Hall.

Among these people, the weakest ones have the cultivation level of Nascent Soul Dzogchen, and the strongest ones are close to the Dzogchen Dzogchen.

Everyone gathered together in twos and threes, each discussing their experiences in practice.

Zhou Yiqiao glanced around, but did not see Xu Changjun. He walked to a corner and sat down silently, closing his eyes to rest.

About a stick of incense time passed, and after several more monks arrived one after another, Xu Changjun finally appeared in front of everyone.

He was dressed in white, had a handsome face, and his whole person exuded a chic and refined temperament.

"Everyone can arrive as scheduled. On behalf of Tianbaodian and Wugui Realm, Xu expresses his heartfelt thanks."

Xu Changjun's voice was clear and clear, echoing in the hall so that everyone could hear it clearly.

He looked around, nodded slightly, and continued.

"This time we entered the Ghost Suppression Tower together. Although we have no affiliation with each other, we hope to work together to cooperate with the ghost king's movements in the region and seal the ghost king together before evacuating safely."

After hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement and expressed their willingness to obey Xu Changjun's orders.

After all, as Xu Changjun was the initiator of this matter, they were still willing to give him this face.

"So good!"

"Without further ado, please step back to the edge of the hall. Xu is about to open the passage to the Ghost Suppression Tower!"

Xu Changjun came slowly, and after speaking to everyone, he immediately sat down cross-legged, stretched out his hand to make a seal, and displayed a formation pattern.

"Boom!"

Along with a deep muffled sound, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became cold.

Immediately afterwards, a jet-black light pillar fell vertically from the sky above the hall and landed directly in the center of the hall.

"Crack!"

The sky above the main hall exploded, revealing a deep, dark hole inside.

Within the entrance of the cave, there were faint cries of ghosts and howls of wolves, and a sinister and eerie aura hit their faces, causing everyone's expressions to change slightly.

"The passage to the Ghost Suppression Tower has been opened, everyone enter quickly!"

Seeing this, Xu Changjun called on everyone to walk quickly towards the light pillar.

Zhou Yiqiao deliberately stayed at the end of the queue and waited until everyone had almost entered the Ghost Suppression Tower before he took a step forward and walked in.

"Shh!"

When his figure disappeared, the light beam trembled suddenly, and then disappeared without a trace.

"Whizzing!"

As soon as he stepped into the area of ​​the Ghost Suppression Tower, wisps of dark wind blew over and hit Zhou Yiqiao.

He frowned and released his body-protecting energy to block the evil wind. He immediately looked past the crowd and looked at the leader, Xu Changjun, waiting for his next instruction.

Xu Changjun led everyone forward, and soon arrived at a wide square, with a towering tower standing in the center of the square.

This huge tower has nine floors in total. On each floor, there is a dark light door standing in the hall, exuding a simple and vicissitudes of life.

"This is a tower within a tower, and what is sealed in the tower is the five peak ghost kings!"

"Everyone, please remember that our mission does not require getting close to this tower. You must keep a distance from it no matter what. Otherwise, once you are contaminated by the Ghost King's ghostly energy, no one can save you except Senior Shenyou himself!"

After giving some earnest instructions, Xu Changjun raised his head and looked at the top of the tower, then raised his right hand slightly and played a series of spells.

In an instant, a dazzling red light shot out from his sleeves. After leaving Xu Changjun, it turned into brilliant fireworks and disappeared into everyone's eyebrows.

Immediately afterwards, a piece of obscure text emerged in the minds of all the monks, including Zhou Yiqiao.

These words continued to flow, and soon formed a mysterious and obscure skill - "Red Flame Curse".

Looking at the exercise information manifested in his mind, Zhou Yiqiao moved his lips slightly and recited silently.

"Red Flame Curse" is a secret technique specifically designed to restrain ghosts. According to the description in the curse, it should be a technique created by the wandering old man specifically for the current situation.

This technique can be easily performed by only the Nascent Soul realm. The higher the cultivation level, the more terrifying the power.

At the same time, the wandering old man should have considered that Xu Changjun did not have extremely high-level subordinates, so he designed the "Red Flame Curse" into a secret technique that could cooperate with each other.

The more monks running the "Red Flame Curse" at the same time, the greater the power that bursts out.

"Everyone, if you have no objections, let's spread out and perform the spell together!"

Xu Changjun saw that everyone should be ready, so he opened his mouth to remind everyone.

Hearing what he said, everyone immediately calmed down and found their respective areas to stand. Then they activated their spiritual power and poured it into their palms.

In an instant, brilliance bloomed in the hall, and dazzling lotus shadows emerged, floating above everyone's heads.

These lotus phantoms were red in color, releasing blazing high temperatures and expelling the cold air. They not only isolated the surrounding cold wind, but also caused the temperature in the hall to rise sharply.

"Chichi!"

As time went by, beads of sweat appeared on everyone's foreheads, and their cheeks turned red. They were obviously under great pressure.

"Shopkeeper Xu, how much longer do you want us to hold on?"

The monks in the Deadly Ghost Realm are mostly divine cultivators and ghost cultivators. How could they withstand such horrific physical torture for a long time.

Soon the Yuanying monk with the lowest cultivation level started to complain.

As soon as he finished speaking, another person echoed.

"Yes, Shopkeeper Xu, I really can't hold on any longer!"

"I......"

As soon as the two of them spoke, the remaining monks also expressed their attitudes.

Xu Changjun frowned slightly and stared at the giant tower in front of him.

The terrifying ghost energy on the giant tower is still strong and shocking, but due to everyone's efforts, it has dissipated a lot, and there is no longer the terrifying scene of the previous demonic flames.

Thinking of this, Xu Changjun's eyes flashed and he gritted his teeth and said.

"Hold on just a little longer and it will be over soon!"

After finishing speaking, Xu Changjun also made a secret in his hand, a lotus flower appeared on his head, and joined in the execution of the "Red Flame Curse".

Another half-stick of incense time has passed, and the monks who first shouted were already shaky, covered in sweat, and their faces were as white as paper.

They could no longer bear the invasion of the sinister wind on the giant tower. They could only feel the spiritual energy inside their bodies churning, as if they would be torn apart at any time.

"Pfft, cough!"

Finally, one of the monks could no longer resist, vomiting blood and looking extremely pale.

"Everyone, I... really can't hold it any longer!"

The man fell to the ground, and the shadow of the lotus on his head disappeared in an instant.