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

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration came into Zhou Yiqiao's mind, and he seemed to have grasped something key.

He quickly took out a piece of talisman paper from the storage ring, drew a talisman quickly in the air with his fingers, and then threw the talisman paper into the air.

"Use my spiritual power to break illusions and reveal the truth!"

Zhou Yiqiao's voice was firm and powerful.

The talisman paper burned in the air, turning into golden rays of light that spread out in all directions.

The rays of light penetrated the fog, illuminating the entire valley, and the surrounding illusions began to gradually dissipate.

As the illusion dissipated, Zhou Yiqiao saw the figures of two disciples. They were standing not far away, and seemed to be struggling against the constraints of this strange little world.

"Quick, follow me!"

Zhou Yiqiao shouted loudly and rushed towards them.

The two disciples were awakened by Zhou Yiqiao's voice, with surprise in their eyes, and they quickly moved closer to Zhou Yiqiao.

After the three of them reunited, Zhou Yiqiao did not lead them back out of the valley, but continued to go deeper, rushing towards the center of the valley, the source of the guqin sound.

Although he had entered the strange world very rarely, he had read many ancient books and secrets in his daily life. He knew very well that it was impossible to return safely to such a dangerous place.

Often, the real way out or solution is hidden in these seemingly most dangerous and unreachable places.

As they went deeper, the fog around them began to dissipate and the sound of the guqin became clearer and clearer.

Finally, they came to a huge stone platform.

The stone platform is ancient and mysterious, with a thick layer of moss covering its surface. If you look closely, you can even see tiny holes on it that secrete mucus, as if the stone platform itself is a huge living organism, which makes people feel inexplicably chilled.

In the center of the stone platform, an ancient zither was placed quietly. It had a simple appearance, and the body of the zither was made of an unknown dark wood with strange runes carved on it.

The strings of the guqin are not ordinary silk threads, but thin filaments that seem to be condensed from the purest moonlight. They vibrate slightly on their own in a windless environment, making melodious sounds.

However, the most disturbing thing is that there are dozens of tentacles growing around the guqin. These tentacles are like octopus tentacles in the deep sea, covered with slippery mucus. They are constantly waving in the air, as if looking for something.

As soon as Zhou Yiqiao and his two disciples approached, the tentacles suddenly became active. They attacked the three people with lightning speed, so fast that it almost caught them off guard.

"careful!"

Zhou Yiqiao shouted loudly, and the Dusk Sword in his hand danced with a sword light, cutting off the attacking tentacles one by one.

After the tentacles were cut off, no blood flowed out, but instead turned into black mist, emitting a disgusting stench.

However, these tentacles seemed endless. As soon as they were cut off, more tentacles grew out of the guqin and continued to attack the three people.

"These tentacles are weird, we can't let them get tangled up!"

Zhou Yiqiao reminded the two disciples, and at the same time he was quickly thinking of a countermeasure in his mind.

Since the two disciples were sent by Qing Lietian to assist Zhou Yiqiao and Xu Hanchang, their own strength must be strong.

With Zhou Yiqiao's reminder, the two responded quickly and each displayed their best skills.

One of them took out a precious mirror that was flashing with lightning. The mirror turned and several thick lightning bolts struck the tentacles, electrifying them and causing them to become charred and shrunken.

The other man was as nimble as a swallow, shuttling between the tentacles, holding a thin silver needle in his hand. Whenever a tentacle approached, he would accurately pierce the silver needle into its weak point, causing the tentacle to lose its vitality instantly.

"These tentacles seem to be driven by some evil power. Cutting them off directly will not completely solve the problem."

While the two were resisting the tentacles, Zhou Yiqiao quietly retreated behind them, staring at the tentacles that continued to regenerate, and quickly thinking of countermeasures in his mind.

"We have to find the source that controls these tentacles. It should be on that ancient zither!"

Zhou Yiqiao's words awakened the two disciples. Upon hearing his words, their eyes were instantly fixed on the ancient zither that was emitting a faint light.

The three of them exchanged glances instantly, and then each of them used their magical powers to try to get closer to the guqin not far away.

The two disciples from Qinjian Villa both used their best skills. One of the disciples, who was slightly weaker than the other, even bit his tongue and forced a drop of blood to merge into the silver needle in his hand, thus stimulating the silver needle to its limit and attacking the tentacles.

The two men's full-force attacks finally made the tentacles' recovery rate unable to keep up with the speed of their destruction, giving them a chance to catch their breath.

Taking advantage of this gap, Zhou Yiqiao leaped onto the stone platform and headed straight for the guqin.

Just as he was about to touch the guqin, it suddenly emitted a more passionate sound. The tentacles around it seemed to have received some kind of instruction and surged even more frantically, trying to stop Zhou Yiqiao.

Zhou Yiqiao's heart trembled, but he did not stop, because he knew very well that he could not retreat at this moment.

He took a deep breath, and the spiritual power in his body surged like a tide. He formed seals with his hands and hummed softly.

"The righteousness of the heavenly power protects me!"

As the spell fell, a layer of faint golden light emerged from his body surface, repelling the tentacles that were rushing towards him madly one by one.

Although this light shield is thin, it condenses most of Zhou Yiqiao's spiritual power, preventing evil creatures from getting close to him in a short period of time.

Taking this opportunity, he finally landed steadily in front of the guqin, his eyes sharp as torches, staring directly at the guqin that looked ordinary but actually contained a mystery.

The runes on the guqin appear even more mysterious under the reflection of the golden light shield, as if they contain an ancient and powerful power.

Zhou Yiqiao did not touch the strings directly. Instead, he stretched out his palm and gently covered the guqin. He closed his eyes and concentrated, trying to communicate with it with his mind.

"This ancient zither... turns out to be such a thing..."

Zhou Yiqiao was shocked. He felt an ancient and powerful will sleeping within this guqin.

This will is neither human nor demon, but an existence beyond his understanding.

At this moment, the runes on the guqin began to flicker, and the light became brighter and brighter until it illuminated the entire stone platform.

Those tentacles seemed to feel threatened and became more violent, attacking Zhou Yiqiao like crazy.

"boom!"

With just one strike, the shield that condensed most of Zhou Yiqiao's spiritual power was shattered.

Zhou Yiqiao's body swayed, but he did not retreat. Instead, his eyes became more determined.

At this moment of life and death, he no longer hesitated, and pressed down hard with his hand suspended above the guqin, plucking the first string.

"Buzz!"

A long and clear piano sound suddenly rang out, and in an instant all the tentacles were controlled in place.