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

"All inner disciples, come to Tianyang Peak Square to discuss matters."

From the white jade token, Zhen Yan Zhenjun's voice came out, without any emotion in his tone.

When Zhou Yiqiao heard the information in the token, his face suddenly darkened and became extremely ugly.

Although Zhou Yiqiao has concentrated on training in the past three years, he has been understanding the war trends through Zhao Lexin's dictation.

The war between the two sects has reached a fever pitch. The low-strength cultivators have withdrawn from the war in order to save their lives. The Yaori Sect has no choice but to continuously invest its disciples into the battlefield.

Although the Yaori Sect is the largest sect in the Liang Kingdom, there are only about 50,000 outer disciples with basic combat effectiveness, and there are only more than a thousand inner disciples with foundation-building cultivation. Conservative estimates indicate that more than 10,000 outer sect disciples have been killed so far in the war, and nearly 300 inner sect disciples, who represent the backbone of the sect, have also been killed.

Zhou Yiqiao never expected that the sect would send a transfer order just after the three-year period of consolidating his cultivation. It seemed that the war on the front line was not optimistic.

Now that the situation is stronger than the others, Zhou Yiqiao is still a disciple of the Yaori Sect after all. Even if he can think of a way to evade or even escape later, today's assembly order can only be temporarily obeyed.

Putting the white jade token back into the storage bag, Zhou Yiqiao took out the golden silk sword and galloped towards Tianyang Peak.

Half an hour later, a ray of light fell on the Tianyang Peak Square, and Zhou Yiqiao jumped off the golden silk sword and looked around.

There were already more than a hundred inner sect disciples standing scattered on the square, and fellow disciples flying on the streamer were coming from the horizon one after another. However, until half an hour later, there were no more than two people in the square. Hundreds.

Seeing this situation, everyone's expressions, including Zhou Yiqiao's, became uncertain.

The white jade token clearly informed all the inner disciples, but at this moment, everyone still didn't understand that they had become the abandoned sons after the sect's senior officials discussed it!

Zhou Yiqiao suddenly remembered that three years ago, when he had just gone to the Contribution Hall to register for promotion to the inner sect after building the foundation, Shi Kai had already been brought back to him by his grandfather for the purpose of supervising his cultivation.

It must be known that the deacon of Contribution Hall has always been a good job and has been controlled by relatives of high-level officials in the sect. Shi Kai is also a notoriously unlearned and unskilled disciple in Yaori Sect. Zhou Yiqiao was doubtful at that time. Now it seems that Shi Kai's grandfather may have heard the news three years ago.

In the past few years, Zhou Yiqiao had not thought about joining a Jindan elder to gain temporary support, but before he could find a way, the sect's summons came first.

With a dull sound, the palace door that had been closed slowly opened, and a Jindan elder whom Zhou Yiqiao had never seen before appeared in front of everyone.

Zhou Yiqiao knew from the conversations of the disciples who knew about this that this person was the elder of the Yaori Sect.

"All of you disciples are the backbone of our Yaori Sect. Now that the battle on the frontline is tense, the sect has no choice but to send you to support. The war with the Ghost Alliance has reached the most important stage. After you go to the front line, you will represent the entire Yaori Sect. I hope Everyone must do your best!”

Elder Chuangong's words were high-sounding, more like an order than a notice to everyone.

Zhou Yiqiao's heart was as clear as a mirror, knowing that since the senior leaders of the sect had chosen everyone present, there was no room for change.

But there are still disciples on the square who want to seize the last chance to shirk this order.

"Elder Qi, it's not that this disciple is unwilling to go to the front line to serve the sect. In fact, the cultivation method requires a valley in the sect to practice. If you stop easily, you may damage your foundation. Can you be accommodating? Will you arrange for me to go again?"

A middle-aged monk who was in the middle stage of foundation building spoke sincerely, and the reasons he gave could not be faulted.

"This elder is only announcing the decision of the sect's senior leaders, not informing you."

The tone of the elder Chuan Gong suddenly became cold, and the pressure of Master Jin Dan unceremoniously trapped the middle-aged monk.

This person was under pressure and was sweating profusely, so he had no choice but to shut his mouth and acquiesce to this arrangement.

Seeing that everyone was silent, Elder Chuan Gong stroked his beard happily, and then said hypocritically.

"You will go through life and death for the sect. After the war, everyone returns triumphantly. The sect will naturally not be stingy with rewards."

Everyone sneered in their hearts, but could only keep silent.

Seeing that there was no objection, the elder Chuan Gong left a message and waved his sleeves to leave.

The fact was established, the cultivators each drove away in their escaping lights, and the square soon became empty.

Zhou Yiqiao didn't waste any time, took out the golden silk sword and turned it into a golden light and returned to Jinxia Mountain.

After returning to the cave, Zhou Yiqiao spent an hour putting all the items that might be used in the cave into storage bags, and then Zhao Lexin's voice sounded outside the cave.

Although Zhao Lexin wondered why his senior brother summoned him twice in one day, he did not hesitate after receiving Zhou Yiqiao's message and rushed to Jinxia Mountain as quickly as possible.

Zhou Yiqiao unlocked the Qianyuan Sword Formation guarding the cave, and when he saw Zhao Lexin walking in, he got straight to the point.

"The sect's transfer order requires me to go to the front line. I don't know when I will return. Junior Brother Zhao can help senior brother get the pills for a while."

"This is the storage bag that Brother Zhao has entrusted to me for safekeeping temporarily. It was supposed to be handed over to me after my brother advanced to the later stage of Qi refining. Now I can only hand it over to you in advance."

Zhou Yiqiao pushed the two storage bags that had been placed on the table towards Zhao Lexin, pointing to one of the slightly old openings.

Then he pointed to another.

"There are five thousand spirit stones here, which is enough for junior brother to buy a foundation-building pill. This is what senior brother promised you at the beginning, and now it is given to you in advance."

Zhao Lexin had helped Zhou Yiqiao handle the elixirs for so many years, and she had long since become as meticulous as hair. She immediately understood that she had no choice but to go there this time, so Brother Zhou would hand over all the resources to him at once.

He knew that Zhou Yiqiao always spoke the truth, so he fastened the two storage bags on the table to his waist and solemnly cupped his fists towards Zhou Yiqiao.

"Junior brother will definitely live up to the ardent expectations of senior brother and uncle. I hope senior brother will return in triumph as soon as possible!"

Zhou Yiqiao did not answer, but waved his hand half-heartedly and watched Zhao Lexin leave.

In fact, Zhao Lexin only guessed half of it right. Zhou Yiqiao did this just to repay Zhao Zhen for the many help he had given him.

Forced to go to the front line this time, if he really encounters trouble that Zhou Yiqiao cannot solve, then he will have no choice but to violate the oath he made to heaven, endure the pain of the demon's backlash, escape from the sect, and hide in another country as a last resort.

Even if the chance of immortality is completely lost in the future, it is still thousands of times better than dying on the battlefield because of the Yaori Sect.

Zhou Yiqiao took a Star Spirit Pill, closed his eyes and continued to practice the Seven Killing Techniques of Breaking the Cocoon. Things have not happened yet, and everything is still unknown. Now that he can improve his strength a little bit, he will have a little more vitality on the battlefield.