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

Hearing Liu Qingyun's words, Zhou Yiqiao's heart thumped and he cursed secretly.

He still thought too well of Liu Qingyun, thinking that after Feng Wuhen died, Liu Qingyun would temporarily stop making things difficult for him.

Unexpectedly, in just a few days, Liu Qingyun paid another visit in person, making it clear that he was going to cause Zhou Yiqiao trouble.

Looking at the four Fu Wanli people behind Liu Qingyun who had obviously transferred their hatred to him, Zhou Yiqiao had a better understanding of Liu Qingyun, a sanctimonious person.

"Little friend Zhou, is there anything else that needs to be prepared?"

Liu Qingyun looked at Zhou Yiqiao with a smile, a false smile on his face.

"Zhou has packed everything and is ready to go at any time."

Zhou Yiqiao responded lightly, then passed Liu Qingyun and walked straight outside Wenjian Mansion.

"So good."

Liu Qingyun nodded, turned around and gave instructions to Fu Wanli and the other three behind him.

"Little friend Zhou comes from the Netherworld Demon Sect and is unfamiliar with Central Continent. You must lead the way on this journey so that little friend Zhou can experience the customs and customs of Central Continent. Don't let little friend Zhou down."

"Yes, Elder Liu!"

Fu Wanli and the four others agreed in unison, with a sinister look flashing in their eyes.

Liu Qingyun's words made it clear that he wanted Fu Wanli and the others to make Zhou Yiqiao unhappy. How could Zhou Yiqiao let him get what he wanted?

"In this case, I would like to help the four Taoist friends of the Holy Sect."

"After Zhou goes to the Holy Sect, he still has to fulfill the last wish of fellow Feng Daoist. Now that things have happened here, why don't we set off immediately?"

Although Zhou Yiqiao's words were somewhat polite, anyone could hear the profound meaning in his words.

When Liu Qingyun heard this, the smile on his face froze slightly, but it quickly returned to normal.

"Haha, what Zhou Xiaoyou said is absolutely true. I will send you off to the Holy Sect right now, so as not to delay Zhou Xiaoyou's business."

After saying that, Liu Qingyun took the lead and walked towards the door.

Zhou Yiqiao also followed closely behind, and left Wenjian Mansion under the gazes of Fu Wanli and others.

Surrounded by many monks in the city, a few people walked all the way outside the city. Only then did Liu Qingyun stop, turned to look at Zhou Yiqiao, and said with a smile.

"Little friend Zhou, we are going to the Holy Sect. The mountains are high and the rivers are far away. Liu will no longer see me off."

"If you need anything, little friend Zhou can ask Fu Wanli and the others for help."

"Keep this in mind, Zhou."

Zhou Yiqiao knew that his strength was limited, so he did not say any harsh words to Liu Qingyun. After raising his hands to signal, he left with Seven Swords.

As for the two Nether Demon Sect elders who came with Zhou Yiqiao?

The two of them had already excused themselves on the day of Zhou Yiqiao's competition and disappeared.

As Zhou Yiqiao and others gradually moved away, the smile on Liu Qingyun's face slowly faded, replaced by a cold look.

"How can the power of the Holy Sect be resolved by your self-righteous cleverness..."

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After the group left Tiangang City, Zhou Yiqiao remained silent.

Although he had already revealed in his words that Feng Wuhen had left a last message for him, but comparing his feelings, if he were Fu Wanli and others, he would not give up here.

Liu Qingyun's instructions to Fu Wanli and the others were almost blatantly telling them to cause trouble for Zhou Yiqiao on the road.

In order to prevent him from getting angry, he naturally became speechless.

Unfortunately, in the eyes of Fu Wanli and the others, his silence turned into a sign of guilt and weakness.

They followed Zhou Yiqiao all the way, but they kept thinking about Xiao Jiujiu, trying to find an opportunity to teach Zhou Yiqiao a lesson.

"Even if the four of you join forces, you are still not my enemy."

Zhou Yiqiao sneered secretly in his heart. He was naturally aware of the little thoughts of Fu Wanli and the others.

However, he didn't want to cause trouble now, so he didn't take the initiative to provoke Fu Wanli and the others.

But that doesn't mean he will tolerate it forever.

If Fu Wanli and the other four were really ignorant and dared to provoke him, then he wouldn't mind letting them know what true despair is.

Just when Zhou Yiqiao was thinking about how to deal with Fu Wanli and the others, a rapid sound of breaking through the air suddenly came from a distance.

Zhou Yiqiao looked up and saw a stream of light flying rapidly towards him.

"Ok?"

Zhou Yiqiao frowned slightly, feeling an inexplicable vigilance in his heart.

He could feel that this stream of light contained extremely strong aura fluctuations, which was definitely not something ordinary people could possess.

In a moment, the stream of light came rushing from a distance and stopped in mid-air a hundred feet away from Zhou Yi Bridge.

When the light dissipated, what was revealed was a gorgeous carriage pulled by six white horses.

This carriage is eight meters wide and more than fifty meters long. It is decorated with dragons and phoenixes and is extremely luxurious.

Each white horse is tall and mighty, all white without a trace of color, and its hooves are in the air, so majestic.

The curtain of the carriage was slightly raised, and a beautiful figure walked out of it and stood on the carriage.

Zhou Yiqiao looked up and saw a girl in a green dress standing there quietly, looking at him with a pair of clear eyes.

The girl is about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a delicate face, long hair shawl, and a heroic spirit between her brows.

She stood there as if she were integrated with the heaven and earth, giving people a fresh and refined feeling.

"Junior Sister Qing!"

While Zhou Yiqiao was still stunned, Fu Wanli and others had already exclaimed, looking at the girl on the carriage with awe.

"My father has ordered me to greet the envoys from the Nether Demon Sect and take you back."

The girl known as Junior Sister Qing smiled sweetly and seemed gentle and kind, but there was a hint of arrogance hidden between her brows.

"Not easy to get along with."

Zhou Yiqiao secretly commented in his heart, with a standard fake smile on his face.

"It turns out it's fellow Daoist Qing, and Zhou is polite."

The girl nodded slightly and responded to Zhou Yiqiao.

"Come with me."

The girl pointed at the carriage, said a few words, then turned around and entered the carriage.

Zhou Yiqiao nodded towards Fu Wanli and others, and followed the girl onto the carriage under the angry eyes of several people.

Several people were aggrieved, but seemed to dare not disobey because of the girl's identity, and finally chose to get on the carriage.

"This trip will take more than a month. Junior sister still needs to practice, so I won't greet you all."

Everyone sat down, and the girl immediately closed her eyes to rest her mind and said no more nonsense.

Zhou Yiqiao glanced at the girl, then followed suit and closed his eyes to rest.

He believed that even if he stayed where he was, Fu Wanli and others would still be able to cause trouble for him.

Sure enough, the girl's carriage could not fly for more than a few days, but Bai Ling, the female cultivator among the four, couldn't bear it anymore.