Fantasy: Immortality starts with absorbing demons

Teacher Lin sighed, feeling a little confused in his heart.

In his opinion, recruitment competitions like this are just the most insignificant way for the inner sect of the Scarlet Flame Sect to recruit new people. Its more important role is to give the outer sect disciples a goal, just like a carrot. , giving them something to look forward to, settling down, and not running out of ideas.

Therefore, it doesn't matter whether the rules are changed or not. The simpler, the better, and the more understandable they are, the more they can stimulate the fighting spirit of those who aspire to become inner disciples.

While he was talking, several registration disciples came to the arena and shouted to the participating disciples to register. After a while, two long queues formed.

In previous years' mini-competitions, only a few dozen people entered the third round, but this year, Han Yi looked at the outer disciples coming and going, and there were probably hundreds of them.

"By the way, Han Yi, I heard that Song Qing from the Song family has also entered the third round of competition..."

Before leaving to queue, Li Tie whispered to Han Yi.

Song Qing?

Han Yi frowned. Wasn't that boy demoted to a mining disciple and undergoing labor reform in a mining camp?

But then, Han Yi changed his mind and thought that all outer sect disciples could sign up for the sect competition. Although Song Qing was a mining disciple, if he signed up, he would go through the first and second rounds of screening, and then pass In the third round of competition, he became an inner disciple again. The whole process was reasonable and no one could find fault with it.

Maybe some people will praise Song Qing for his perseverance in character. Even if he becomes a mining disciple, he is not discouraged and still continues to practice and pursue progress.

But Han Yi could also think with his toes that after Song Qing became a mining disciple, as the direct descendant of the Song family, he would still be domineering. Even the so-called first and second rounds were just a formality.

What's more, Song Qing himself is also a warrior in the late stage of bone refining and close to the blood refining stage. As a member of a noble family, his weapons, elixirs, and techniques are all of the highest quality. There are probably not many outer disciples who can match him... ....

Thinking of this, Han Yi couldn't help but sigh. With Song Qing's face, if he became an inner disciple, he would definitely come to trouble him. There was no good solution to Elder Li's matter. Unexpectedly, Song Qing jumped out of his mind. Qing’s twists and turns...

"Disciples, be silent!"

As the flow of people increased, inner disciples gradually came to maintain order.

Han Yi was also going to sit on the viewing platform aside, waiting for Xiaobi to start.

"Han Yi!"

Han Yi heard the sound and looked over, only to see Pan Sheng wearing a suit of gray and black leather armor with red lines on the corners, holding a long knife, and dressed like a patrolling disciple, walking towards him.

"What are you doing?"

"Haha, how about this leather armor? Isn't it handsome?"

After being in contact with Han Yi for a long time, Pan Sheng also learned a few novel words from Han Yi's mouth.

"This time for the sect's little competition, I am required to be responsible for maintaining order in the hall. It's a bit boring. Poor little girl, I have to guard the empty room alone..."

Pan Sheng curled his lips and said helplessly.

"Senior Brother Pan, maintaining order is a bit boring, but your little red girl doesn't necessarily have to guard the empty room alone~"

Han Yi raised the corners of his mouth and said with a wicked smile.

"Go away, you guy who ruined the true love between me and Xiaohong..."

"By the way, Senior Brother Pan, I heard that the rules of this sect competition have changed. Do you have any inside information?"

Han Yi approached and asked with a smile.

"I heard that the sect seems to have increased the number of inner disciples this time, and will adopt a 'competition' method..."

As a disciple of the Foreign Affairs Hall, Pan Sheng had indeed heard some rumors.

"But, what does this have to do with you? Just sit on the viewing platform and wait for the competition to end, then join the competition with the winner!"

Pan Sheng rolled his eyes. A small competition like this was held once a year in the Foreign Affairs Hall. He had seen it many times before and it was not interesting at all. It's nothing more than some outer disciples in the skin-refining and bone-refining stages pecking each other.

Moreover, Xiao Bi from the sect, that is, the outer disciples, took Xiao Bi seriously. Inside the Red Flame Sect, they never took Xiao Bi seriously. Just like in the square now, although people are coming and going and it seems very lively, the sect There won't be many real high-level people.

At most, a few off-duty elders from the Foreign Affairs Hall or the Law Enforcement Hall would come to watch the battle and register the status of the new disciples.

What really attracts the attention of the senior leaders of the Scarlet Flame Sect is the sect competition held every three years!

The outcome of the sect competition is the re-division of the interests of each hall, such as territory, red blood tiger meat and other important training resources. It is said that during the competition, even the sect leader who has always been invisible to the dragon will appear!

"But, Senior Brother Pan, I heard that boy Song Qing participated in this recruitment competition and even entered the third round!"

Han Yi lowered his head and lowered his voice.

When Song Qing was in the escort team, he not only had a bad relationship with Han Yi, but also had many conflicts with others in their ninth team.

"Song Qing?"

After hearing this, Pan Sheng showed a strange smile and said mysteriously: "Junior Brother Han, I forgot to tell you. Do you know the mission of Senior Brother Li Feng in this little competition?"

He was swaying, circling around, and slowly stopped talking for a while, as if he was stretching his muscles after standing for a long time.

Han Yi was still waiting for Pan Sheng to speak out, but seeing the half-smiling expression on his face, he just didn't speak.

Now Han Yi knew the reason. Pan Sheng was generous and magnanimous, and he was quite loyal to his friends, but he had one bad thing, which was that he liked to keep people in suspense.

So Han Yi did not ask any more questions, but just stood there, with his hands crossed in front of his chest, as if he was thinking about how to eat lunch, not anxious or impatient.

He had known Pan Sheng for such a long time, and he had long known that this guy's biggest bad taste was that he liked to wait for others to ask questions leisurely.

After others asked questions, he was still slow and didn't say anything, just wanting to see others anxious to death.

The more anxious others were, the happier he was. It can be said that it was quite bad.

But it didn't matter. Han Yi had already known how to deal with Pan Sheng's bad taste...

That is, ignore him!

Sure enough, after waiting for a long time, Pan Sheng looked left and right, turned around several times, but he didn't wait for Han Yi to ask questions, but scratched his head instead.

"Hey, I suddenly forgot what Senior Brother Li was going to do. He just told me, but I forgot it. I'm really old and my brain doesn't work well. I've been thinking about it for a long time and just now I remembered it..." Pan Sheng sighed and pretended to continue what he said before naturally.