Fantasy: Immortality starts with absorbing demons

The next day

Shanzhongfang

In the early morning, the east was covered with morning glow, and the snow-like clouds were bordered with a golden edge. In the middle of Shanzhongfang Square, a majestic and majestic hall with a glazed tile roof shone brightly under the sunlight.

In the hall, the sunlight slanted down to the ground, reflecting the flying dust, and several red lacquered sandalwood pillars like elephant legs supported the golden glazed tiles.

The top ten of the sect competition, including Han Yi and Song Qing, entered one by one after receiving the message from the deacon disciples.

Swing!

The iron-red gate closed, and the sunlight like water dissipated in an instant, leaving only the eternal lights on both sides of the hall that had been burning for years, "hissing", making the whole hall seem like daytime, and at the same time, releasing a faint fragrance like winter plum.

After entering, Han Yi immediately saw the middle-aged man in a white robe sitting in the middle. He was white-faced and beardless. Although he was old, he must have been handsome when he was young. However, the gloom in his eyes destroyed the overall beauty.

This is the deputy leader of the Chiyan Sect, Qu Jingxian!

Han Yi's eyes tightened, and his heart condensed. After taking a look, he quickly lowered his head. There were words "230~285" floating on the side of the leader Qu, which was the highest value of everyone present, and the strongest person Han Yi had seen so far!

'Is this the late stage of Tongmai, or the legendary master? '

Han Yi's thoughts turned quickly. He only knew that a value over 100 was considered a Tongmai warrior, and he really couldn't convert Qu Jingxian's value of "230~285".

There were two chairs above the stage in the hall, and Qu Jingxian sat on the left one.

Further down were seven chairs, four in one row and three in the other row.

The first chairs at the top of the two rows were empty. After that, Elder Li Chengfeng, who had a gaunt face, sharp eyes and extraordinary demeanor, sat on the second chair.

Opposite Elder Li was an old man with a sturdy figure and well-developed neck muscles. This was Song Qing's father, the head of the Song family, Song Mu, Elder Song.

Further back was a middle-aged man in a gray robe with a red flame embroidered on his cuffs. Han Yi had also seen this man. He was the one who gave rewards to the guards, Elder Qu from the Law Enforcement Hall.

Finally, sitting at the end was Han Yi's old acquaintance, Huang Ze, the elder of the Internal Affairs Hall.

There were seven chairs, four of which were occupied, and three were empty.

Further down, Han Yi and his ten disciples stood in the middle.

Han Yi secretly glanced around the layout of the hall, and his heart sank. Among these people, Huang Ze was the weakest, but he was also a martial artist in the Tongmai period.

In other words, the few people in this hall, plus the sect master, deputy sect master, and Granny Ding from the library, this means that the Chiyan Sect has at least seven Tongmai martial artists on the surface!

Han Yi was also shocked by his speculation. The Chiyan Sect, which only occupies a quarter of Anyan City, has such strength. The other three sects should be almost the same...

'I still have to work hard to practice. My strength is still too weak...'

He sighed in his heart.

"Report to the sect master, the top ten of the sect competition have been brought here."

The deacon disciple saluted and reported to Qu Jingxian.

Tap, tap, tap

Qu Jingxian did not reply, his arm was on the handle, and his index finger kept tapping.

An invisible pressure spread, and the air seemed to be stagnant and no longer flowed. Everyone's heart was like a heavy mountain, heavy with depression.

Time passed by minute by minute, the knocking sound gradually disappeared, and it seemed that only the "bang bang" heartbeat and heavy breathing were left in the ears.

This period of time seemed to be extremely slow, so that Han Yi felt as if he had passed a few days.

Bang!

Qu Jingxian suddenly knocked on the chair hard, and the condensed air became active again like a gurgling spring, and the atmosphere in the hall suddenly relaxed.

Plop!

Song Qing was pale and staggering, as if he was drunk and fainted, and sat down with a buttock.

Then, like dominoes, there was a continuous sound of falling to the ground, and Song Qing and nine other people sat on the hard bluestone floor one after another.

The people who sat down were sweating and pale, as if they had just recovered from a serious illness.

On the field, only Han Yi stood in the middle.

Although his face was flushed and his body was shaking slightly, he finally stood up.

"Not bad!"

"You kid, you can get the first place in the competition, you are really good!"

Qu Jingxian clapped his hands and laughed, habitually wanting to stroke his beard, and only realized when he touched his lips that his beard had just been burned when he went out last time. He felt a little distressed at this moment. The hair of middle-aged people is not easy to maintain. His smile became gloomy again.

"Thank you for your appreciation, Sect Master!"

Han Yi did not dare to be arrogant in front of this Sect Master of unknown realm, and bowed respectfully. Fortunately, he remembered Huang Ze's reminder and did not add the word "deputy".

"Hmph..."

Elder Li snorted coldly in a low voice. He had long regarded Han Yi as a dying man and had disdained to pretend to be friendly to Han Yi.

After the other nine people got up from the ground with red faces, Qu Jingxian glanced at them lightly and said loudly: "Today, I specially summoned you here. I believe you must have many questions in your hearts."

"Let me tell you first, this is good news, you can relax..." Qu Jingxian paused, then changed the subject: "You can fight out of the many outer disciples and rank high. You are excellent in cultivation, strength, and character..."

'This Sect Master Qu is worthy of being a leader. He gives us a lot of compliments...'

Han Yi stood in the front row and complained in his heart. It might be because the real Sect Master was not there. This Qu Jingxian looked gloomy, but he kept talking proudly, and he really enjoyed the addiction of being a Sect Master.

"So, the rewards for the top ten are..."

Han Yi was refreshed, the drama was about to begin!

"Special permission, the top ten in the sect competition will join the Dark Affairs Hall and be directly under the command of the Sect Master!"

As soon as Qu Jingxian finished speaking, the people in the whole hall began to stir and talk. Of course, the elders sitting on the chairs looked clear. Obviously, they had already known the news.

Han Yi was also stunned after hearing this, and recalled the news about the Dark Affairs Hall that Bai Sanren and Huang Ze had said.

The Dark Affairs Hall is the most mysterious hall of the Chiyan Sect. The disciples in it are not bound by the sect's laws, nor are they under the jurisdiction of the elders. They only obey the orders of the two sect masters and perform special tasks.

In addition, it is said that the disciples in the Dark Affairs Hall can go to the library to choose any martial arts to practice. They only need to wait every month, and there will be high rewards!