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

Zhou Yiqiao listened carefully to the conversation of the group of people around him.

"Is this happening? Senior Brother Xu is upright and friendly to others. How could he have a conflict with Senior Brother who is in the foundation-building stage of the inner sect?"

The man asked Zhou Yiqiao's confusion.

"Who says it's not the case? I heard that the inner disciple coveted an ancient book that belonged to Senior Brother Xu. He came up with this plan when the deal failed and wanted to threaten Senior Brother Xu into submission."

The person who spoke before spoke with certainty, as if he had seen it with his own eyes.

"Unexpectedly, Senior Brother Xu is usually very good at everything, but he is also a tough master at heart. He really gritted his teeth and accepted this trial. Now he is dead, which is sad."

The group of people talked, crossed Zhouyi Bridge together, and walked towards the valley.

The person who was still chatting and laughing the last time we met heard again that he had died between heaven and earth.

While sighing, the vagaries of the world of cultivation once again sounded the alarm for him.

Even a talented person like Xu Hanchang, who was protected by the sect, could die in a fight with others. He should be more careful in the future.

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Stepping into the valley, several eyes immediately fell on Zhou Yiqiao.

After entering the outer gate, Zhou Yiqiao spent most of his time in the cave and didn't know many people.

This trading conference was spontaneously formed due to mutual referrals from participants.

It was Xu Hanchang who recommended Zhou Yiqiao.

This valley is located in an extremely remote area of ​​Yaori Sect.

The entrance to the valley is winding and winding, and ordinary people will only be trapped to death if they enter. Qi refining monks will also suffer a lot if they have no guidance.

Being able to participate in the meeting is naturally not for nothing. Zhou Yiqiao is neither humble nor arrogant, meditating under an ancient tree and regulating his breath.

When everyone saw unfamiliar faces, it was just out of curiosity.

Most people looked away and no longer cared. A few friendly people even nodded to Zhou Yiqiao.

In about one stick of incense, a powerful sword light came from the sky and landed in the center of the valley in an instant.

The person who came had a beard and a beard, and was dressed in a short black suit. His spiritual pressure was surging all over his body, and he had an astonishing momentum.

A red sword floated behind him, and a white tiger pattern wrapped around the blade, showing off its murderous aura.

"Qiu Yuankai, Senior Brother Qiu!"

"Low-grade spiritual weapon!"

Everyone in the valley exclaimed as someone revealed the identity of the visitor.

Qiu Yuankai, recognized as the number one in the outer sect, is also the organizer of this fair.

He has cultivated to the Great Perfection of Qi Refining at the age of thirty, but for some unknown reason, he has not been able to break through the foundation building for more than ten years.

But because of this, his spiritual power was repeatedly polished, and the quality of his spiritual power became as viscous as liquid.

Next to him is the low-grade spiritual weapon Ghost Tiger Xunsha Sword.

Generally speaking, only the spiritual power reserves of foundation-building monks are sufficient for spiritual weapons.

Qiu Yuankai's Qi Refining Perfection Strength was not only able to control this blade, but he was also able to fly with it, which showed how terrifying his strength was.

After he landed on the ground, he pinched a magic spell with his hand and cast a giant rock spell. With a rumbling sound, a high rock platform appeared at his feet.

Qiu Yuankai didn't hesitate and spoke.

"Qiu has something to do. He came a little late to apologize to all the junior brothers. Without further ado, let's start from here."

Now that the host of the conference has announced the start, everyone cheers up.

A charming female cultivator in the middle stage of Qi refining jumped onto the high platform and spoke softly.

"I have a red flame flower that is fifty years old, and I hope to exchange it for pills that can be used to improve my cultivation in the middle stage of Qi refining."

Although this red flame flower is old, its use is limited.

Finally, a middle-aged male cultivator with a fiery expression agreed to exchange with her for the price of fifteen Shengyuan Dan.

The charming female cultivator got her wish and jumped off the high platform happily. The fiery male cultivator who had exchanged with her also took advantage of this and came up to the stage. He tapped the storage bag on his waist and a blue knife appeared in his hand.

"This sword is called Ice Soul. It is a medium-grade magic weapon. It was obtained by killing enemies down below. It is very suitable for Shui Linggen monks."

"I hope to trade this for any magic weapon or rare treasure suitable for the fire spirit root..."

One monk after another came to the stage to exchange, but unfortunately there was nothing that Zhou Yiqiao needed.

He is not in a hurry. It is best to gain something from this meeting, and nothing can be used to broaden his horizons.

An old man who was already over sixty years old came to the stage.

"Fellow Taoists, here is an ancient recipe. The recipe records an elixir used to improve cultivation in the middle stage of Qi refining."

"I hope to exchange for five bottles of each of the lower-grade Qi-refining elixirs."

As soon as the old man opened his mouth, he attracted Zhou Yiqiao, who had been on the periphery of the crowd.

He deliberately remained silent for a while before speaking pretendingly.

"Can you please take a look at this recipe first?"

The old man was already worried. For ordinary monks in the middle stage of Qi refining, the Shengyuan Dan was enough for their own cultivation, and this elixir was not attractive.

This time, he also bet that someone among the people present was obsessed with the art of alchemy, in order to exchange for some cultivation resources for his grandnephew.

Seeing silence, the old man had given up and was about to leave. He never thought that someone would respond to his request, so he immediately answered with joy.

"It's all right! Please come on stage and talk about it."

Zhou Yiqiao jumped lightly, flew over the crowd, jumped onto the high platform, took the elixir prescription from the old man's hand, and read it carefully.

Most of the prescriptions contained common medicinal materials, but there were two elixirs that were not recorded in the pharmacopoeia, which made Zhou Yiqiao hesitate.

The old man saw him frowning, as if he knew the reason, and spoke quickly.

"My father Yaoyang Zhenren, this elixir was collected by him during his lifetime. The medicinal materials needed in it have naturally been preserved by the old man."

"Young friends don't have to worry about collecting medicinal materials."

After saying this, his expression dimmed, and his already colorless eyes became even more cloudy.

After a moment of silence, he spoke again.

"I am old and have dull qualifications. Over the years, most of my father's inheritance has been consumed, and I can only stop at the later stage of Qi refining."

"Now I am here to exchange prescriptions. I know that my time is running out, and I hope to exchange this for some resources for my grandnephew."

"My little friend, if you can fill two more bottles of Shengyuan Dan, I will form a good relationship with you, and I will exchange the medicinal materials for my little friend."

Zhou Yiqiao naturally knew that this man was interested in getting married when he saw that he was so young.

He looked hesitant and gritted his teeth.

"It's not that I don't want to, it's just that I don't have enough elixirs on hand to exchange with fellow Taoist."

"I only have three bottles of Shengyuan Dan left with me. If you can trust me, I will make a deal with you first, and then I will make up for your share."

The old man was thankful to God for being able to trade this ancient prescription and said without hesitation.

"Of course. I will trade this recipe with Old Man first. After the auction is over, Old Man will take my friend to the cave to get the elixir."

The matter was finalized, and both parties had a great time. Under the attention of everyone, they jumped off the high platform.