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

As soon as the sect-protecting formation was broken, Zeng Fan received a message from the Supreme Elder Huan Haoguang, and rushed back to the medicine garden before he could recover his spiritual power.

After all, the quicksand grass is a third-level elixir related to elixir formation. Zeng Fan spent a lot of energy to put the quicksand grass into the jade box.

As soon as he walked out of the medicine garden, a spiritual white tiger roared towards him.

Zeng Fan's spiritual sense suddenly sounded, and he subconsciously took out a turtle shell magic weapon from his storage bag to protect it in front of him.

When life and death were at stake, he didn't care to think, and poured his remaining spiritual power into the turtle shell without reservation.

But this tortoise shell is just a top-grade magical weapon, how can it withstand the middle-grade spiritual weapon that Zhou Yiqiao exerts his full strength on.

Zeng Fan barely managed to hold on for a few breaths, and the turtle shell of the magic weapon had already cracked.

The magical weapon was damaged, and the already weak Zeng Fan suffered the backlash. He immediately felt a sweetness in his throat, a large mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, and he fell straight down.

Zhou Yiqiao was not in the habit of checking life and death up close, so his consciousness once again controlled the blast sword and killed Zeng Fan again when he fell.

Seeing that Zhou Yiqiao's plan of feigning death could not make Zhou Yiqiao careless, Zeng Fan had no choice but to bite the pill hidden between his teeth and swallow the secret medicine that had been kept in his mouth.

The secret medicine entered his stomach, and instantly turned into a manic force pouring into his blood. Zeng Fan's meridians suddenly swelled, like mountains winding over his body, and the infinite power followed the blood moon. The flow spreads to the limbs and bones.

Zeng Fan's speed suddenly increased, and he dodged the blast sword's attack with his left hand.

He slapped the storage bag with his right hand, and already had a pair of fist buckles on his hands. Zeng Fan changed his previous weak state, kicked the ground and rushed towards Zhou Yiqiao.

Although Zhou Yiqiao knew that there was a huge difference in strength between Zeng Fan and himself, he never thought that he could kill him with one blow, and he was not surprised to see his opponent make another move.

Throwing a spirit-accumulating pill into his mouth, he put his index and middle fingers together, and a golden flash of light shot out from his fingertips and went straight to Zeng Fan's face.

What he used was the Gengjin Sword Technique, his trump card during the Qi Refining Stage!

Although the foundation-building monks can easily control spiritual power to protect their whole body, the power of Gengjin Sword Technique is no longer as powerful as before, but it is more than enough to hinder Zeng Fan's attack at this moment.

Zhou Yiqiao fired Gengjin sword energy towards Zeng Fan one by one, using the cloud-stepping technique at his feet, keeping a close distance from the other party.

He was also an alchemist, so he naturally realized that what Zeng Fan was taking was a secret medicine called Feixue Pill.

Although this medicine can enhance the physical body of the user for a short time, it has no effect on restoring spiritual power. Zeng Fan has no spiritual power at this moment and looks like a rampaging monster.

If Zhou Yiqiao was really just an ordinary monk who had just established a foundation, as he said, he would definitely be caught off guard when he encountered the current Zeng Fan.

It's a pity that his true strength is destined to make Zeng Fan die in hatred.

Sikong Pan suddenly appeared in the air, and after feeling Zhou Yiqiao's spiritual power, he suddenly became ten feet in size.

Zhou Yiqiao did not hide or evade, and made Sikongpan switch from offense to defense, and suddenly faced Zeng Fan.

Everything happened in a flash of lightning. Now Zeng Fan only relied on his instinctive attack with one breath. When he saw Sikong Pan, whose aura was like a mountain, he was unable to dodge.

"clang!!"

Zeng Fan was like a heavy hammer hitting Sikong Pan. Even his physical body, which had been strengthened by Feixue Pills, was instantly bruised and bleeding.

The two of them flew backwards in opposite directions. Zeng Fan had not recovered his spiritual power and was already at his wits' end. Zhou Yiqiao took back the Sikong Pan, hooked his left hand, and the Gale Wind Sword, which had been standing in the air, connected with his mind and roared towards Zeng Fan.

The Seven Killing Sword Technique was unleashed, and the blast of the wind sword was like the painful wail of a ghost, piercing Zeng Fan's eyebrows.

The Gale Sword pierced through Zeng Fan's head and pinned him firmly to the ground.

Zeng Fan stretched out his hand and wanted to struggle, but the Swift Wind Sword emitted another burst of scarlet light. His body quickly shriveled up like a deflated balloon.

After a few breaths, Zeng Fan's body, which was originally full of vitality and blood, turned into a mummy.

Zhou Yiqiao raised his sword eyebrows slightly. This was the first time he used the Seven Kills Sword Duel against an enemy. The sword moves were so powerful that he was extremely satisfied.

He stepped forward and took off the two storage bags hanging from Zeng Fan's waist. He penetrated them with his spiritual consciousness and quickly found the quicksand grass.

"It's a pity that with the current moonstone space, it takes at least twelve hours to ripen a third-level elixir, so I can't keep it for myself."

Zhou Yiqiao secretly thought it was a pity and put his mind on the medicine garden in front of him.

The hesitation time was short, and Zeng Fan only had time to take away the quicksand grass. The remaining spiritual plants in the medicine garden were still intact and planted in it. Several of them were spiritual plants that Zhou Yiqiao no longer owned.

His eyes were as dark as ink, and his mind was filled with thoughts, and he left the medicine garden in a flash.

At this time, Jin Bonian had already led the Qi Refining disciples from Jinshi Sect and Poyan Sect to completely surround Kuangsha Sect. Zhou Yiqiao's figure appeared above everyone, which immediately aroused alarm.

He didn't explain, he just sent a message to Jin Bonian to ask for a Qi Refining disciple from Jinshimen.

Naturally, Jin Bonian would not refuse such a simple request, and immediately ordered a female cultivator at the fourth level of Qi Refining.

The female cultivator walked respectfully to Zhou Yiqiao. Just as she was about to salute, Zhou Yiqiao grabbed her arm and disappeared from everyone's sight.

The qi-refining female cultivator felt like the world was spinning. When she saw the scene in front of her clearly again, she had already arrived in front of the Kuangsha Sect's medicine garden.

"walk into."

Zhou Yiqiao's tone was cold and he ordered without any warmth.

How could the female cultivator dare to disobey the orders of the Yaori Sect's foundation-building cultivators and walk towards the medicine garden tremblingly.

Although the entire Kuangsha Sect was in a raging war, the area around the medicine garden was extremely quiet. The female cultivator could only hear her own heartbeat.

She was only a few steps away from the medicine garden and soon walked into the medicine garden.

"Take a walk around inside."

The cold voice continued to come from behind, and the female cultivator had no choice but to take another step and continue walking deeper into the medicine garden.

Zhou Yiqiao let go of his consciousness and watched the female cultivator walking in the medicine garden. He did not fly into the medicine garden until he confirmed that there were no traps in the medicine garden.

The golden sword, as light as catkins, flew to the female cultivator and stabbed her through from top to bottom.

The female cultivator looked shocked, she was already dead. The golden sword flew again, and it took two more blows before flying back to Zhou Yiqiao's side.

Zhou Yiqiao held the golden sword in his hand, shook off the blood on the sword, and put it into the storage bag together with the spiritual plants he had picked.

When things happened, he left the Kuangsha Sect, fearing that the fight between Jian Tianyu and others would be affected.

Jin Bonian saw Zhou Yiqiao appearing alone in front of him and asked aloud.

"Why is the Jinshimen disciple who left with fellow Taoist missing?"

"Died in battle."

Zhou Yiqiao's tone was cold and without any color.