Fantasy: Immortality starts with absorbing demons

As the power was running, the nutritional characteristics of the monster meat were quickly transformed into the dragon force. The dragon force, which was originally as thick as a stream, suddenly changed to the thickness of a river, burning hot.

Accompanied by an extremely subtle "pop" sound in the body, it suddenly gushed out from the Yongquan acupoint on the foot and flashed across the two kidneys on the back.

"This is the Flying Dragon Power, and it will be completed soon!"

Han Yi was delighted, exhaled a hot breath, and opened his eyes to check the panel information.

[Name]: Han Yi (17/196)

[Realm]: Middle stage of Tongmai, second-level martial artist; Sword realm: one kill every ten steps; Knife realm: as heavy as a mountain

[Martial arts]: Qianyang Gong (entering martial arts, Qianyang Jin, characteristics: rejuvenation, evil-breaking, perfect strength); Feilong Gong (entering martial arts, swimming dragon strength, characteristics: rapidity, fire poison, great strength 40/50)

[Secret skills]: Yueyin (special effect: concealing breath and changing shape)

[Elemental force value]: 22

As expected, his Feilong Gong has made another step towards perfect strength, only the last point is missing.

Ever since he bought water bear meat from Fatty Zheng, he has been practicing hard behind closed doors for several days, and the progress is indeed gratifying.

"It's a pity that the more than 20 kilograms of water bear meat have been consumed again..."

He shook his head and sighed. No matter when, this monster meat is always another important factor that restricts his strength breakthrough.

Bang!

Since he had nothing to do now, he simply pushed the door open and went out to relax his mood after sitting for a long time.

Outside the door, the endless dark clouds were endless, and the fine rain seemed to be endless.

The large patches of bright red meat fields were like the most eye-catching existence in a painting. Just looking at it from a distance, one could feel a hot existence that distorted the air.

The spring rain fell into the meat field, but strangely did not penetrate into the soil. Instead, it was evaporated by an inexplicable force and turned into warm water vapor. The water vapor spread and formed fog, covering the meat field and this land.

Although it was the desolate and cold early spring, the fog seemed to be the hot steaming in midsummer.

Next to the meat field, Han Yi half-squinted his eyes and stared at the meat field in front of him.

This strange meat field really made him think about it.

This meat field, how was it formed, what is the principle, what is the essence...

He has been practicing in seclusion next to this meat field for dozens of days. He doesn't know whether it is his illusion or the effect of the abundant water bear meat. He always feels that when practicing near the meat field, the blood in his body seems to be more active than usual, and the speed of practice is also much faster.

These days, when he was free, he also tried to explore the meat field tentatively.

He once dug up the surrounding soil at the edge of the meat field to try to expand its scope, but it didn't go as he wished. No matter how he tried, no matter how empty the surrounding area was, the strange edge of the meat field always remained in place without any change.

He also kept digging deep into the soil at the edge of the meat field, but no matter how deep he dug, it was still blood red. When he dug to a depth of several meters, the ground of the meat field under the soil was abnormally hot, and the texture was as hard as iron, and it was difficult to shake at all.

There was no seed or root in the excavated soil, as if the meat had grown out of thin air.

Even the soil he dug out, as long as it leaves the meat field and is exposed to the air, the red color will gradually fade and turn into mud that is no different from ordinary soil.

The pits left in place will heal themselves, just like a piece of flesh cut off a person's finger, which will grow and heal over time.

These phenomena made him curious.

How can such soil, with high temperature and hard and dense hardness, produce monster meat?

He once asked Tian Jing.

Tian Jing even said that since he was responsible for taking care of this meat field more than ten years ago, he had also made curious attempts similar to Han Yi, but no matter what, this meat field was fixed here, and it could neither be moved nor changed in size.

It could not be expanded nor destroyed.....

'It seems that this meat field, like Yin Qi and Yuanli, has become an unsolved mystery again...' Han Yi smiled bitterly and shook his head.

People often think that the higher the status and the more knowledge one has, the more secrets one can know, but they don't know that the more one knows, the more doubts one has...

At this time, Han Yi was in the hot mist, thinking about many things in his mind.

The mist was pure and thick, so pure that only water vapor was evaporating.

Speaking of Tian Jing, Han Yi couldn't help but feel a little strange again.

It stands to reason that Tian Jing should be guarding such an important place as the meat field every day. He behaved and acted like this before.

But these days, I don't know what he is busy with. He is not in the meat field all day, and I don't know where he went.

"Forget it, these things have nothing to do with me. Now, I just need to practice well..." Han Yi thought so and walked out of the meat field.

After staying in the meat field for so many days, I have to go out and take a look.

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Outside the meat field, the library.

As soon as Han Yi walked to the library, he saw Shen San walking towards him in a hurry.

Since Han Yi started practicing in the meat field, Shen San became his exclusive errand boy under his operation. Shen San was asked to run errands for any small matters such as passing messages. During the day, Shen San waited for Han Yi outside the meat field, ready to take orders at any time.

There was no danger, no fatigue, just some errands, which was considered a benefit that Han Yi took special care of Shen San.

As for the meat field, Shen San certainly didn't know. He just thought that Han Yi was practicing in a special training ground, so he didn't allow outsiders to disturb him.

"What's wrong, what's this?"

Han Yi stopped and looked at Shen San who was running towards him quickly.

"Master Han, it's a big deal, it's a big deal!"

Shen San trotted all the way and slipped to Han Yi's side.

"What's the matter? Look how anxious you are." Han Yi glanced at Shen San's expression with a smile, it shouldn't be a bad thing.

"Our Chiyan Sect has reconciled with Qianye Sect!" Shen San took a breath and said in a low voice.

"Reconciled?!" Han Yi was stunned. The last time Aoyang convened a meeting, he made such a solemn promise at the meeting. Now he has reconciled?

If they reconciled easily, not to mention that Aoyang's prestige would be reduced, how would others view the honor of the sect?

Changing orders every day is not a wise decision.

"Reconciled? Shen San, did you hear some false information?" He looked at Shen San with some suspicion.

"Really, Master Han!" Shen San explained anxiously, "Although the sect has not issued a notice yet, it has spread throughout the city now..."

"It is said..." He whispered, "It is said that the county magistrate ordered the mediation because it was discovered that the real culprit of the fire in the black market was not Qianye Sect, but someone else!"

"Someone else? What did you say?" Han Yi felt a little strange at this moment.

He knew that the black market incident had almost been turned over. Qianye Sect took the blame for the county government, but something that was originally in their favor was overturned by the county government?

"What a coincidence, Mr. Han, do you still remember the tragedy of the Liu family in the city?" Shen San asked, "You also told me to keep an eye on it."

"Yes. That's right." Han Yi replied.

Shen San looked angry: "The tragedy of the Liu family was solved by the county government. According to the head of the police in the government, after torture, it was found that the people who caused this group of tragedies were a group of foreign cult members... The things in the black market were also done by these unscrupulous and inhumane cult members!"

At this moment, he was full of anger and indignation, and obviously regarded this matter as the truth. After all, he was also a witness to the black market incident and had seen some gods and ghosts. He knew that this was not something that the so-called hidden weapons and toxins of the Qianye Sect could produce.

He continued, "The government killed more than a dozen cult members at Caishikou this afternoon. It is said that there is another base outside the city, so the government ordered mediation to remove this cult together."

"Cult?" Han Yi stood in place, his eyes deep and bright.

"Yes, Mr. Han, you don't know that it is said that several major cases in and outside the city were all committed by these cults, such as the death of Huang Shanjun, the inspector..." Shen San chattered and added.

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In the Bai family courtyard, Han Yi looked at the yellow paper notice in his hand, and a chill appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Cult? If an ordinary cult had the means to create a strange domain, then the world would have been taken over by this cult long ago."

A few days passed, and as expected, the Chiyan Sect and the Qianye Sect simultaneously issued a notice, saying that the conflict some time ago was a misunderstanding, and the real murderer was the cult of Pan Heng outside the city. They should work together under the leadership of the county magistrate Wang Youfang to deal with the cult outside the city...

But Han Yi didn't believe this at all. He said that Dan Yangzi was obviously about to turn into a half-demon. What kind of cult could have such a great ability.

These words are nothing more than an excuse to stabilize the hearts of the people in the city. There should be another purpose.

Of course, in the past few days, he also went to Huang Ze to ask about the inside story, but Huang Ze seemed to be very busy and was nowhere to be seen.

He just asked Huang Jiuer to bring him a message, that is, to let Han Yi practice well and not be distracted. They are just cooperating with the Qianye Sect to deal with a big thing, of course, it is a good thing.

Therefore, Han Yi simply stopped caring about this matter and continued to practice seriously.

In any case, Huang Ze said so, it should not be a bad thing.

At least, the fight between Chiyan Sect and Qianye Sect came to an end, which temporarily eased the atmosphere in the city and stabilized the people a little.

But for some reason, Han Yi always had a sense of crisis in his heart.

"Maybe it's just my illusion. All this is obviously happening in a good direction..."

Han Yi put away the yellow paper notice and gathered his mind.

No matter from which angle, which aspect, which way to think about it, it is always a good thing that all forces in Anyan City now give up fighting, cooperate sincerely, and unite against the outside world.

And the only thing he can do is to improve himself as much as possible and make himself stronger.

Only by becoming stronger can you have a way to solve any problem when you encounter it!

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Outside the city, there is a rolling black and gray mountain forest with steep cliffs and strange rocks. From a distance, it seems like a black tide is surging.

But when you look closer, you see groups of soldiers ready to go and armed to the teeth.

At the front of the military formation are five tall horses, each with one person, majestic and mottled.

The man in the middle is wearing a sun and moon flying tiger helmet, silver embroidered flying tiger iron armor, animal heart shoulder pads, and a bronze mirror to protect his heart. He is obviously a middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance, but he has the aura of a mighty general.

This person is the county magistrate of Anyan City, Wang Youfang, the second strongest person in charge of the whole area of ​​Anyan City.

At this time, he was laughing and talking to the people around him.

On his right side is Ao Yang, who is riding a yellow gelding, with a majestic figure, casual appearance and a big bald head.

Yao Yang was picking his nostrils out of boredom at the moment.

There was nothing he could do. On his right was Zhang Qingye, who he didn't deal with very well.

Wang Youfang on the left was chatting happily with the two Xuanjia guards from the foreign affairs department who were covered in black full-body armor, and he was too embarrassed to interrupt.

He thought for a while and couldn't help but ask Zhang Qingye: "Old Zhang, this time I am going to strangle the demon. I heard that your wife has several concubines. Have you written down your surviving relatives?"

It's okay that he didn't open his mouth. He would almost make Zhang Qingye angry when he opened his mouth. How could he talk like this? He would curse others to death as soon as he started speaking.

Zhang Qingye rolled his eyes at him angrily: "If you don't bother, you should think more about the meat field at home. By then it will dry up..."

At this point, he chuckled, obviously with bad intentions.

"So I'm asking you to leave a will..." Yao Yang stabbed Zhang Qingye on the shoulder, "If you don't leave a will, after you die, I will go to the Qianye Sect. Isn’t it natural to take over your meat farm? Otherwise, it would not be beautiful if a few more lives were lost!”

"You!" Zhang Qingye reined in his horse, with a hint of anger on his face.

"Hey, Lao Zhang, why are you so impatient? Am I telling the truth?" Yao Yang wiped his nose on Zhang Qingye's white clothes and said casually.

"Okay, okay, you two, please calm down." Wang Youfang turned around and tried to persuade the two of them, obviously hearing their noise.

So, Zhang Qingye snorted coldly and drove his horse to keep a distance from Yao Yang. Yao Yang, on the other hand, also smiled and stopped making any sound.

When Wang Youfang saw this, he didn't say anything more. He looked at the soldiers behind him, who were as long and slender as a long dragon, and then looked at the front of the military formation. He was so powerful that he was the elite of the force, and he felt heroic in his heart.