Fantasy: Immortality starts with absorbing demons

The big city is next to the river, and a big river flows through it. This big city happens to have a huge dock built at the place where the water flow of the river is gentle.

Under the sunlight, the river water is surging, waves are rising with the wind, and the river surface is turbid. There are dense warships and merchant ships shuttling back and forth.

And the city wall that is tens of meters high can be seen like the reflection of sparkling water waves even from a distance.

The towering ancient city has an ancient atmosphere. On the huge city gate tower, the three dark red words "Yunzhou Prefecture" are clearly visible.

Under the city gate, the city gate that is more than ten meters wide is open like this, without any defense at all.

The passing farmers sit on ox carts, pulling vegetables, fruits and grains into the city, and small vendors either push small carts or carry two large loads of goods into the city in an orderly manner.

Occasionally, there would be some monks in robes, Taoists holding whisks, and students wearing scholar's robes passing by, but more often, there were gang members wearing shining swords and passing through the city gate.

The pale yellow light of the early morning shone on the faces of the crowd, and everyone's expression was different, either joyful, or excited, or sad, or anxious...

But they all had one thing in common, that is, there was a distinct, vibrant force behind them.

This place and the lifeless Anyan City were completely two different worlds.

On everyone's face, there was less confusion and ignorance about the future, and more recognition of order and possible hope.

"Is this Yunzhou Prefecture..."

Han Yi was filled with emotion. After several months of running around, crossing nearly ten thousand miles, and crossing the border of a large state, he finally came to this unfamiliar Central Plains area.

"Brother Han, we..." Wang Yunkai patted Han Yi on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Let's part ways now. Yunzhou Prefecture is not like ordinary places. If you are mistaken for being with us... I'm afraid... it will cause you a lot of trouble..."

What he said was indeed the truth. There were too many things involved in Tan Tai Xunzhen. It was not something that a small martial artist like Han Yi could get involved in. Besides, Han Yi didn't want to get involved.

"Old Wang, thank you for your care along the way. I will settle down in Yunzhou Prefecture in the future. I will carefully consider your advice to me."

Han Yi got off his horse and bowed to Old Wang to express his gratitude.

When he first met Wang Yunkai and his group, he did have some complaints about them. After all, no one wanted to be involved in a pursuit for no reason, and there was a period of fleeing and wandering.

But after such a long time together, his unhappiness gradually disappeared.

Wang Yunkai and his group were not the kind of cruel and ruthless people who killed innocent people indiscriminately. They also had their own difficulties and helplessness.

In addition, Wang Yunkai gave him guidance and instruction along the way.

The customs and customs, human geography, common sense of life, etc. in Yunzhou Prefecture, as well as the distribution of major forces in Yunzhou, and the secrets and tricks of various martial artists' breakthroughs.

He even gave him advice and planned his future path according to his characteristics.

These things, whether Wang Yunkai appreciated them or wanted to compensate, made Han Yi gain a lot.

Therefore, his thanks were sincere, and he was grateful for the knowledge and experience shared by the other party.

"Brother Han, you are polite. We have troubled you along the way." Wang Yunkai stroked his beard and smiled, "We will live in Dongyang College for a long time in the future. If you encounter any problems, you can come here to discuss them. I have some face in this city."

"By the way, didn't we discuss your mottled strength and impure blood before?" Old Wang seemed to have thought of something and took out a yellow envelope sealed with red wax from his arms.

"I have thought about it, if there is a place in Yunzhou Prefecture that can perfectly solve the problem of impure blood in your body, then there is only one place that can do it... that is Yuanmiao Sect!

Although I don't have any great ability, I still have the power to recommend talents to Yuanmiao Sect every year. If you are interested, you can go to Yuanmiao Sect with this envelope and try it out."

"Yuanmiao Sect, letter of recommendation?!"

Han Yi was a little shocked.

Dongyang College is the leading place for training martial artists in Yunzhou. Wang Yunkai, as the chief instructor of Dongyang College, has a wide network of contacts, and he believes that he has the ability to recommend.

But what is Yuanmiao Sect? It is a huge force that can suppress an entire state!

Although it claims to recruit disciples, not looking at status, but only looking at talent and aptitude, and is fair and just, but if you have such a letter of recommendation, you will undoubtedly be exempted from many additional assessments, which can increase the chance of successful entry by several percent!

Even with Wang Yunkai's identity, if he wanted to recommend someone to join Yuanmiao Sect, it would be impossible to do so casually. He would have to pay a huge price.

So...

Han Yi took a deep breath and shook his head to refuse: "Old Wang, this is too expensive!"

"Expensive?" At this time, Tan Tai Xunzhen suddenly interrupted, with an unhappy tone, "You saved my life, is my life not worth this?"

"No...it's just...this thing..." Han Yi had only a bitter smile on his face.

"Okay, okay, brother Han, take this." Wang Yunkai mediated and stuffed the recommendation letter into Han Yi's hand: "You need this, take it."

Han Yi held the envelope in his hand and was silent for a while. He sighed and finally put the recommendation letter into his arms.

What Wang Lao said was right. In this unfamiliar land, a recommendation letter from a top sect was indeed what he needed most.

"Thank you, Wang Lao!" He clasped his fists solemnly and saluted Tan Tai Xun Zhen at the same time.

Unexpectedly, Tan Tai Xun Zhen dodged at once. She said seriously: "Han Yi, remember, I still owe you a favor. Before I repay your favor... don't die!"

"I must..." Han Yi smiled bitterly and waved at their receding figures.

Although there was a veil between them, he could still vaguely see the concern in Tan Tai Xun Zhen's eyes.

The strong horse ran with four huge hooves and quickly left Yunzhou Prefecture.

The wind was whistling, and Tan Tai Xun Zhen looked back, but there was only a small black dot left in Han Yi's direction, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

In the wind, Wang Yunkai said loudly: "Miss, this is the best way. Han Yi is just an ordinary person after all. Even if he has some strength, if he is involved in our affairs, it will not be good for you or him."

"I know it in my heart... no need to say more." Tan Tai Xunzhen said lightly, "It's just that I hate to owe favors to others the most in my life, especially the favor of being saved by someone. If I don't do something, I will feel uneasy."

Wang Yunkai was speechless. He knew that this was just an excuse.

Tan Tai Xunzhen has lived in the deep palace since she was a child. She has been well-dressed and well-fed. She has also received various good educations. The best thing about her is that she treats everyone equally and fairly.

So, although she looks cold on the surface, she is actually cold-hearted and kind. In addition, when she was in the family before, because of her special blood, it was difficult to make real friends.

That is Yaer, who is her only good sister.

But she also committed suicide during this escape.

And Han Yi is her first friend in the true sense, so she would...

But... Wang Yunkai sighed.

If you want to become a friend of Tan Tai Xunzhen... it's not an easy thing...

......

......

Two days later.

Qingjiang Mountain, Yuan Miao Sect, Lower Six Peaks.

"Letter of recommendation? Another one from Old Wang?"

The old Taoist Miao Chang, who is in charge of recruiting people, frowned and looked at the yellow letter in his hand, feeling a little unhappy.

This Wang Yunkai, even if he is the chief instructor of Dongyang College, can recommend one or two people every year to be exempted from the assessment and go to the inner courtyard to practice.

However, you said that this old man Wang has stuffed people into the sect. It's not the first time. He recommends, but it's been a few years. The disciples sent every year are either weak-willed or not qualified. Anyway, they are all crooked and there are no outstanding people.

Even if Old Wang did recommend a few talents to Yuan Miao Sect in the past few decades, the number is really too small, not proportional at all.

On the envelope, old man Wang praised the disciple named Han Yi so much, saying that he had a good character and excellent bone age, and was the best choice.

But when did old man Wang not say this? He had long since stopped believing it.

"The flowers in this greenhouse are ultimately not as good as the warriors who practice and train alone..." Old Taoist Miao Chang shook his head and flicked the whisk in his hand.

Compared to those guys holding recommendation letters, he prefers those who practice alone, step by step, pass the test steadily, and then continue to practice and join the sect.

In fact, think about it, as a college instructor, Wang Yunkai basically contacts people like college disciples and students. These people may be well-versed in classics, have a lot of knowledge, and are very good at talking. They can talk about a little thing.

But... martial arts practice is not just talk after all. Don't you have to go through the physical and mental fighting and tempering at every level?

How many of those little guys who have never seen blood can survive?

Therefore, the people recommended by Wang Yunkai every year are not only disliked by Miao Chang, but also have many people in the sect who have complaints about it.

"What's more... this old man Wang is already very old, and I heard that he is still involved in the affairs of the Tan Tai family..." Miao Chang frowned even more deeply.

Yuan Miao Sect is the largest force in Yunzhou, and it is a white jade pillar in the territory. Many forces have inextricable connections with it, so its information sources are extensive, far from the situation of information blockage on the mountain imagined by ordinary people.

"Forget it, what does this matter have to do with me? Let them have a headache!" Miao Chang rolled his eyes and picked up the recommendation letter that he was struggling to hand in.

Anyway, he is just a freeloader. It is up to them to decide whether to hand in the recommendation letter. No one will be offended. Anyway, as long as they don't cause trouble for him, it's fine.

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......

At the foot of the mountain, Qingjiang Town, inn.

Han Yi is lying on the bed, closing his eyes and concentrating, recovering from his injuries.

After half a year of recuperation, the damaged meridians in his body were completely healed under the nourishment of the medicine prescribed by Wang Yunkai.

"System." He thought to himself.

Name: Han Yi (17/200)

[Realm]: Middle stage of Tongmai, second-level martial artist

[Martial Arts]: Qianyang Gong (Entering Strength Martial Arts, Qianyang Strength, Features: Rejuvenation, Evil Breaking, Perfect Strength); Feilong Gong (Entering Strength Martial Arts, Wandering Dragon Strength, Features: Rapidity, Fire Poison, Ignition, Perfect Strength)

[Secret Technique]: Yueyin (Special Effect: Concealing Breath and Forming); Nisshin State (Special Effect: Strength Bonus, Strengthening Speed, and Enhancing Explosion)

[Elemental Strength Value]: 202

"The injury is completely healed, and not only healed, but even after the meridians have recovered, they are obviously stronger. It can be regarded as a blessing in disguise."

Han Yi opened his eyes and smiled.

The Nisshin State is the explosive force form he discovered by occasionally reversing the operation of the Qianyang Gong and Feilong Gong meridians. It is also his most powerful move so far, hurting others and himself. It is equivalent to an explosive trump card and can only be used when he encounters danger and explodes desperately.

Originally, he could only last for ten breaths in the Nisshin State. If it lasted longer, it would burn the meridians and cause irreversible damage.

One breath is about three seconds, ten breaths, that is, about thirty seconds.

And now, it is estimated that the meridians that have become slightly stronger seem to have become more durable, at least, they can last for fifteen breaths!

This means that his strength has increased again without any additional help.

"It's just... Yuan Miao Sect, why hasn't anyone replied yet?"

His originally happy mood was covered by dark clouds again.

A few days ago, after separating from Wang Yunkai and his group, he came to Qingjiang Mountain according to Wang Yunkai's instructions.

This Qingjiang Mountain may have been just an open space at the foot of the mountain, or there may have been a town. In short, this Qingjiang Town is also extremely prosperous, like a small town.

Han Yi found an inn at random, put down his luggage and horses, and went out to inquire.

It is indeed as Wang Lao said that the registration place of Yuan Miao Sect is quite famous. Just asking casually, a kind person immediately gave instructions.

He did not delay and quickly went straight to the registration point and presented the recommendation letter.

The Taoists at the registration point didn't ask anything, but just asked for his residential address, and said they would report it, and then send someone to tell him whether it was successful or not.

Han Yi returned to the inn.

However, three days passed, and no one came to talk to him, even if they sent a message.

If this continues...