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

Seeing Pei Yu smiling broadly and chatting animatedly with the woman in green, Zhou Yiqiao's suspicions were almost confirmed.

The majestic young master of the Wanfa Weapon Sect was forced to flee the mountain forge because his skills were inferior to his talents. This was clearly because the drunkard had other agendas than drinking!

If Zhou Yiqiao's guess was correct, Pei Yu might have deliberately failed every time to meet the woman in green, and "lost" all the treasures of the mountain forge.

He touched the tip of his nose and cursed secretly in his heart.

"It seems that my task today is much more difficult than expected."

Thinking of this, Zhou Yiqiao took a deep breath, honestly reduced his presence, and tried not to disturb the conversation between the two.

Pei Yu and the woman in green were chatting happily, until the maid named Qing Luan reminded them that they remembered that there was Zhou Yiqiao.

The woman in green suddenly turned around, looked directly at Zhou Yiqiao with a pair of bright eyes, and a playful smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"My concubine, Ye Qing'er, has met Taoist friend."

"Since fellow Taoist disciples came here with Master Pei, they must know the rules here."

Zhou Yiqiao was stunned and turned to look at Pei Yu.

Pei Yu repeatedly raised her hands towards Zhou Yiqiao, as if asking for help.

Ye Qing'er seemed unaware and explained in a self-conscious manner.

"I have rules here. Every time I challenge, both parties need to take out magic weapons or spiritual materials of equal value as bets."

"If I win, the bet will naturally belong to me; if I lose, I will take out the corresponding treasures as compensation."

Listening to Ye Qing'er's words, Zhou Yiqiao was really one of the top two.

He still doesn't even know what the challenge is, and has completely become a tool for Pei Yu to get close to Ye Qing'er.

Zhou Yiqiao's temples were pulsing and he was about to have an attack.

But when he thought that he still wanted something from Pei Yu, he had no choice but to ask.

"Senior Pei indeed did not tell Zhou about the method of fighting. Please make it clear to Fellow Daoist Ye."

Ye Qing'er smiled slightly and explained while raising her black hair.

"The so-called discussion is actually a battle of wits."

"Master Pei has been inferior to others in skills over the years and has been defeated by me. The reinforcements he invited are all useless trash. I am really tired of it."

Ye Qing'er's dark eyes rolled around, and then she seemed to have thought of something interesting, and raised the corners of her mouth slightly.

"I can see that Master Pei is sincere this time, so I specially asked fellow Taoist Zhou to help me."

"I will not embarrass Fellow Daoist Zhou. As long as Fellow Daoist Zhou can hold on for three sticks of incense under my attack, I will be considered defeated."

After speaking, Ye Qing'er's aura of the late stage of divine transformation suddenly erupted, and a powerful pressure instantly enveloped the entire courtyard.

Zhou Yiqiao's face changed slightly, showing an expression of extreme fear.

There is indeed a secret passage in my heart.

"Although this woman has reached the late stage of becoming a god, the power she exerts is far from being a match for Pei Yu. I don't even need to use all my strength to hold on to this woman for three sticks of incense. "

"It's just...should I win?"

He glanced at Pei Yu without any trace, but when he saw the other party gently shaking his head towards him, he suddenly understood.

"As expected, we still have to lose to the opponent."

Zhou Yiqiao sighed helplessly, but on the surface he nodded calmly and said to Ye Qing'er.

"Fellow Daoist Ye is extraordinary in strength. Zhou knows he is invincible, but since he agreed to Senior Pei's request to come here, he must try his best."

As he spoke, he bowed his hands towards Ye Qing'er.

The woman nodded with satisfaction, then waved her hand and led Zhou Yiqiao and Pei Yu towards the backyard.

Passing through the winding corridor, the three of them soon arrived at a wide courtyard.

In the center of the courtyard is a huge arena.

There are dense runes carved around the arena, and all the runes emit a faint spiritual light, completely covering the entire arena.

Ye Qing'er acted vigorously, raised her jade feet lightly, and sat down in the ring, and then said to Zhou Yiqiao.

"I don't take advantage of Fellow Daoist Zhou, so Fellow Daoist Zhou can make preparations in advance."

Zhou Yiqiao nodded after hearing this.

Since it’s a show, it’s natural to do a full set.

He sat cross-legged in a corner of the ring, closed his eyes and concentrated, and his breath quickly became deeper.

After being silent for about a stick of incense, Zhou Yiqiao completely calmed down his mind, stood up and took several talisman seals on his body, and then said to Ye Qing'er with his hands in hand.

"Zhou is ready, please give me some advice from fellow Taoist Ye."

Ye Qing'er smiled slightly, raised her delicate hand slightly, and touched it gently.

"In that case, I'm not welcome."

As soon as the words fell, a huge amount of spiritual pressure burst out from Ye Qing'er's body, turning into an invisible storm and sweeping towards Zhou Yiqiao.

Although he has decided to lose to the woman in front of him, how to lose is still a big knowledge.

If the persistence time is too short, Ye Qing'er will inevitably be despised and Pei Yu's face will be lost in front of Ye Qing'er.

If he persists for too long and makes Ye Qing'er doubt his strength, it will only be a small problem. As a result, the tacit understanding between Pei Yu and Ye Qing'er will completely disappear, which will become a big problem.

With this idea, Zhou Yiqiao's thoughts became more active.

While he mobilized his magic power to resist the spiritual pressure released by Ye Qing'er, he silently counted the time in his heart.

After about half a stick of incense, Zhou Yiqiao felt that the time was ripe. Facing Ye Qing'er's overwhelming attack, his body deliberately exposed its flaw and was hit by an invisible energy. His whole body flew out and hit the ring heavily. the edge of.

"Zhou is not strong enough, please forgive me, Fellow Daoist Ye."

Zhou Yiqiao struggled to stand up, raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and cupped his hand towards Ye Qing'er, his face full of admiration.

"Fellow Daoist Ye is a woman who is not inferior to men. Zhou really admires her!"

Seeing this, Ye Qing'er couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou is ridiculous. I have also taken advantage of my cultivation, otherwise I may not be able to defeat Daoist Zhou."

Pei Yu also jumped onto the ring at the right time, helped Zhou Yiqiao up with a concerned look on his face, and asked repeatedly.

"Brother Zhou, are you okay?"

"It's okay, I just suffered some minor injuries."

Zhou Yiqiao leaned against Pei Yu and nodded calmly towards him.

Pei Yu understood the idea, took out a very high-grade magic weapon from the storage bag, and threw it to Ye Qing'er.

"I am willing to admit defeat. After all, Daoyou Zhou was entrusted by me to come to help Pei Mou. If he lost the magical weapon to Miss Ye, Pei Mou should pay for it."

Ye Qing'er took the magic weapon, a trace of satisfaction flashed in her beautiful eyes.

She waved her hand and put away the magic weapon, glanced at Zhou Yiqiao again, then turned and walked towards the backyard.

"I'm tired, please help me."