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

In the northern city of Yaoyang City, Zhou Yiqiao, wearing a bamboo hat, was strolling there.

The northern market is the market with the highest unit price of items in Yaoyang City, and correspondingly, it is also the one with the best quality.

There was only half a month left before the sect's team headed to Zhulufang City departed, and Zhou Yiqiao began to prepare for the trip.

He shuttled among the crowds and observed the shops around him.

Perhaps because of the war between the two factions, every low-level monk who passed by him was either sad or happy, and was in a hurry.

This is the case for the helpless low-level monks, who have to fight for every bit of resources with their own lives.

Either he will be blessed with great fortune and fight for his way to immortality, or he will be defeated in a certain battle and lose his life.

If there was no Moonstone Space, with Zhou Yiqiao's qualifications, he was sure that he would eventually become one of these people.

"The Moonstone Space is my greatest support, and I must never expose it to anyone!"

Zhou Yiqiao secretly warned himself to be more cautious and entered a shop with high traffic.

The Aoki Armor was completely shattered when facing the red-haired evil cultivator. Zhou Yiqiao desperately hoped to obtain a top-grade or top-grade defensive weapon.

After entering the store, Zhou Yiqiao walked around in front of the counter but did not choose. He quickly attracted the attention of the store clerk.

The guy was only on the second level of Qi Refining. When he walked up and saw that Zhou Yiqiao was actually a monk in the late stage of Qi Refining, he immediately understood what he needed.

"Sir, this floor contains all the treasures needed by monks below the sixth level of Qi Refining. What you need is on the second floor. I will take you upstairs."

The guy took Zhou Yiqiao upstairs to the second floor, came to a middle-aged monk who was in the late stage of Qi refining, explained a few words, and then turned back to the first floor.

The middle-aged monk stepped forward and cupped his hands.

"My Excellency, Ding Honghui, the deacon of Linglong Pavilion, do you have any needs?"

Zhou Yiqiao chose a name at random to explain his purpose.

"I am Chu Shi, a disciple of the Yaori Sect. I will go to the front line in a few days. I am here to need a protective weapon to increase my strength."

He used the banner of the Yaori Sect without hesitation, secretly reminding Deacon Ding not to pass off a shoddy one.

Although Ding Honghui heard that the person in front of him was very popular, he did not dare to neglect him at all. In Luzhou, the disciples of the Yaori Sect were not easy to deal with. He smiled and asked Zhou Yiqiao to sit for a while and left quickly.

After drinking tea, Ding Honghui returned here, followed by six boys. Each two boys carried a brocade box, which immediately attracted other customers on the second floor.

Zhou Yiqiao frowned slightly when he saw the bamboo hat. What Butler Ding did this time made him the target of public criticism again.

Ding Honghui actually had his own thoughts, and he could actually lift the three brocade boxes with just one hand. The reason for doing this was firstly to compete secretly with what Zhou Yiqiao said, and secondly to take this opportunity to show the details of Linglong Pavilion.

Seeing that the goal had been achieved and the three treasures could not be displayed in public, Ding Honghui led Zhou Yiqiao into the private room.

The six young men placed the brocade box on the table and then retreated.

Ding Honghui waved his sleeves, and the three brocade boxes were opened one by one.

Inside the three brocade boxes were a small black shield, a piece of black soft armor, and a strangely shaped folding fan with a thorn on the top.

Ding Honghui stood aside and introduced Zhou Yiqiao one by one.

"Fellow Daoist Chu, this shield is a top-grade defensive weapon, the Manniu Shield. It was forged by a forger from Linglong Pavilion who spent all his efforts. Not only did this section use black iron, but it was also added during the casting process. The essence and blood of a late-stage first-order bull."

"This shield sells for seven hundred spirit stones."

"This armor is a top-grade defensive magic weapon, the Mysterious Silk Armor. This armor was forged by interrupting the Mysterious Ice Silkworm when it transformed into a cocoon and breaking through to the second-level spirit beast, and took out the Mysterious Ice Silk from the body. Its craftsmanship is in the surrounding areas. It has been lost in several countries and is extremely precious. More importantly, this soft armor is extremely light and can be invisible. Wearing it close to the body, Fellow Daoist Chu, can even defend against the attacks of monks in the early stages of foundation building."

"The price is one thousand three hundred spiritual stones."

He paused, then picked up the folding fan and said with a rather solemn expression.

"This fan is called Gelsemium. Although it is not the personal protective weapon requested by fellow Taoist Chu, Ding thought it over and gave it to fellow Taoist Chu for appreciation. This fan is supposed to be an elegant object. Why? The master who wanted to refine this fan was attacked by a poisonous luan while forging it. After fighting hard to force the poisonous luan away, the master suddenly had a whim and forged the fan into something like this."

"The fan is supported by the iron bones of the demon tiger, and the top is a sharp blade made of black iron. It can temper the venom of poisonous luan and seal the throat when it sees blood. There is also a small spiritual power circle carved on the fan, which can reduce the user's spiritual power consumption by 30%. .”

"As for the price, it requires 1,800 spirit stones."

Ding Honghui introduced the three treasures in one breath. He was confident that he could satisfy the appetite of the people in front of him. Without any warning, he poured himself a cup of spiritual tea and waited quietly.

Zhou Yiqiao was already very moved at this moment. These three magical weapons could greatly improve him.

The control method of the Manniu Shield is the same as that of the Aoki Armor, and he can use it with ease.

The black silk armor provides close protection, and with it, he is protected from the red-haired evil cultivator's close attack method again.

The most important thing is this Gelsemium, which is so poisonous that even though Zhou Yiqiao is still one foot away from this treasure, the chill it emits makes his hair stand on end.

It's just that if he took out so many spirit stones at once, it was difficult to guarantee that the person in front of him wouldn't be interested in making money.

There was a storm in Zhou Yiqiao's mind, and the room became quiet for a while.

This trip to Zhulufang City, if nothing unexpected happens, will be when the dust of the war settles when we return again. Maybe if you show your financial resources now, you will be coveted by others, but at least you will be intimidated by the banner of Yaori Sect.

But when they arrived at Zhulufang City, they were facing the front line. The hostile forces were fighting to the death, which one was more serious, and Zhou Yiqiao made a decision in his heart.

He took out two thousand spiritual stones from the storage bag, and put the Bull Shield and Black Silk Armor into his bag under Ding Honghui's surprised eyes.

Then he threw an iron plate out of his storage bag and spoke proudly.

"I like these three magic weapons very much, but I don't have so many spiritual stones with me."

"This token is the token of Senior Brother Shi Kaishi, the grandson of the elder Jindan of the sect and a foundation-building disciple of the inner sect. If you send this last magic weapon to the mountain gate of Yaori Sect, someone will trade with you. When the time comes, Your benefits are indispensable!"

Ding Honghui was already shocked by the financial resources displayed by this person. Looking at Zhou Yiqiao's leaving figure, he quickly bowed his hands and saluted.

"Fellow Taoist has done something extraordinary. He is truly a proud man of heaven. I will handle it properly and deliver it to you as soon as possible."

He maintained this posture until Zhou Yiqiao disappeared from sight. He squinted his eyes and looked at the iron plate left by Zhou Yiqiao on the table. The greed in his eyes was fleeting and he lost his mind.