Fantasy: Immortality starts with absorbing demons

The second one was a young man in white clothes with fair skin. He seemed to have not experienced such things and was a little nervous when he went on stage to practice.

He was performing a set of Yuan Miao Sect's initial boxing, Ning Yuan Fist, which was a basic boxing method with a solid foundation and training of qi and blood. It was also equivalent to the preparatory skills of various advanced martial arts of Yuan Miao Sect.

This person was obviously from a station under Yuan Miao Sect and was of the same lineage.

But I don't know if it was because he was too nervous or not very skilled. Originally, it should be a solid and stable Ning Yuan Fist. In the hands of this young man in white, it was like a castrated stallion, without any power.

Miao Qian Laodao frowned.

"Stop." He stopped before the man in white finished.

As usual, a palm wind followed the strength to detect the qi, blood, and bones.

"Let's go." He took out a sign and threw it to the other party as before.

After the man in white got the wooden sign, his face looked ugly, and his bones were in his bones.

He seemed to be angry about his poor performance, but he didn't dare to say anything more. He didn't even say hello. He took the sign and left.

Taoist Miao Qian didn't care. This was actually part of the assessment.

In this courtyard, besides him, there were several other assessors hiding. They would evaluate the people in front of them from different angles.

Root bone, blood, character, and origin, together, are the size of potential.

The sign given by Taoist Miao Qian only represents the root bone aspect, and it does not determine the stay or departure of several people.

And deliberately not telling these assessors this is also meant to test their character and determination.

Soon, the third and fourth came forward one by one for the assessment.

These two people seemed to be the candidates pushed over by the subordinate strongholds of Yuan Miao Sect. They both performed a set of Ningyuan Fist, but like the man in white, they were new to the place, inexperienced, a little nervous, and ordinary. They were not as amazing as the bearded man.

"Okay, next one." Taoist Miao Qian shook his head in disappointment.

The fifth person was naturally Han Yi. He deliberately stayed in the middle and back of the team to observe what the others meant.

Now four of the six people have demonstrated, and it is almost time to go on stage. The first and the last are not the best

Now it seems that except for the first bearded man, the blood and strength of the others are not as strong as him.

He walked forward slowly, moved his blood and energy, his arms swelled slightly, and he performed a set of the most familiar boxing.

He has rich practical experience and strong strength. A low-level boxing is also vigorous in his hands. The transition between moves is smooth and free, like the Yangtze River and the sea, endless, with a master's style. Everyone on the field looked at him sideways.

And Miao Qian Laodao, although expressionless, rarely made a sound, quietly watching Han Yi finish this set of boxing.

Afterwards, Han Yi, like the previous few people, stepped forward to undergo testing.

Taoist Miao Qian waved his right hand, and Han Yi felt an invisible force coming through his body. He subconsciously tried to use his strength to resist, but he relaxed immediately.

Then came a faint tingling sensation, like an electric shock, but it quickly disappeared.

"Next." Taoist Miao Qian had a dull expression, and it was hard to tell what he was thinking. He reached for the wooden sign at the corner of the table.

But when he touched it, he found that the yellow wooden sign had been used up.

He snorted coldly, and the young Taoist behind him changed his expression and quickly turned around and ran to the inner hall. After a while, the young Taoist quickly brought a stack of wooden signs and put them on the mahogany table, and arranged them neatly with some sweat on his forehead.

Taoist Miao Qian didn't say anything, picked up the top one, waved his hand, and wrote a few words, his movements were obviously much bigger than others.

Han Yi hurried forward and respectfully took the wooden sign, but his face changed slightly. The four characters "medium and low root bone" occupied most of the wooden sign.

His heart sank, but he said nothing and calmly retreated.

The last person was a woman in black clothes, with a handsome face and short hair.

She did not practice the basic boxing of Yuan Miao Sect, Ning Yuan Fist, but a small martial arts that used both fists and feet. The movements were bright, hard and soft, and natural and smooth.

"Well, not bad." After a set of postures, the expression of Miao Qian Laodao softened a little, and he sent out a wooden sign with a smile.

"You guys..." Then, Miao Qian Laodao randomly pointed out a few people, including Han Yi and three others.

These three people were the type who had just broken through, worked hard to practice martial arts, and had little experience.

"Some of you have weak Qi and blood, and you practice too many things at the same time, so your strength is not the same. Others are not good at actual combat and have weak minds. I'm sure you all know this, right?"

Han Yi's heart trembled. When he arrived, Old Wang had talked to him about this problem. For a large sect with a long history like Yuanmiao Sect, the most important thing is to require pure Qi and blood.

Old Wang was also worried that he would get stuck on this point.

The other three people around him also looked unhappy based on their own situations.

At this time, Taoist Miao Qian held his breath and continued: "If you want to reach the peak of martial arts practice, it is not determined by only one factor, but often, this defect will make you encounter difficulties when you break through in the future.

So, you have to think clearly. Even if you enter the threshold of my Yuanmiao Sect, you will waste a lot of money and time in vain because of this seemingly insignificant defect. Therefore, Taoist, let me ask you one more question, do you really want to enter?"

"Yes!"

Han Yi and four other people spoke at the same time. If it wasn't for joining Yuanmiao Sect, who would have traveled thousands of miles and abandoned their family and children to come here?

What's more, who among those who can become martial arts masters are not determined and have some reputation in their own land?

They were unwilling to go back like this, they had no shame to go back, and they couldn't explain to others.

After hearing this, Mr. Miaoqian was not surprised. Perhaps he had known this answer for a long time, and this inquiry was just a routine matter.

"Okay, you two go in first." He looked at the bearded man and the short-haired woman with a gentle expression. If nothing else goes wrong, these two people should become his junior brothers and sisters.

The young Taoist behind him led the two of them out of here quickly and entered the side hall.

Han Yi and the others stared closely at Miao Qian, watching his next move.

"The two of them are different from you, you should have noticed." Old Taoist Miao Qian said coldly, "There is no luck in martial arts. If there are additional flaws, it will be difficult to achieve great development. But since it is a flaw, it will There is a plan to make amends, do you understand this?”

What he said was so confusing, so confusing, so confusing.

Han Yi understood at once that this meant something, there was something behind the words... Could it be... he thought of a possibility.

Although he had some guesses, the three people around him were still in a state of confusion and did not understand.

"In that case, I'll just tell you the truth." Master Miaoqian looked at the confused expressions of the three people and became a little impatient. "If you have a weak foundation, you can use resources to make up for it. If you have a weak heart, you can hire a protector to protect you. If your understanding is not enough, you can go to Shangsanfeng and ask the elders to teach you. These are all ways to make up for it, so you need to prove that you have the ability to make up for your shortcomings."

At this time, the three people suddenly realized that it was obvious that they were here to ask for money, just like their grades were not enough and they needed money.

A few people looked at me, and I looked at you, and then, a delicate-looking woman quickly stepped forward and stuffed a roll of something into Miao Qian's hand.

The remaining two men followed immediately, each stepped forward and took out something to show their respect.

Han Yi could see clearly from behind that everyone was holding rolls of gold tickets. At a glance, they were no less than several thousand taels.

He gritted his teeth, took out most of the gold tickets on his body, and put them away.

In just the blink of an eye, with a touch of Taoist Miao Chang's hand, at least tens of thousands of taels of gold tickets disappeared in an instant, and no one knew where they went.

Han Yi also looked distressed. Just now he was lamenting that he didn't have much money, but now, a few thousand taels of silver was just like wasting money, and he didn't even hear a sound.

He originally planned to use the money to do a few important things, but it was just gone?

But right now, that's all he can do.

At this time, Old Taoist Miaochang's face softened a little, but he still said calmly: "You have to know that this money is not for me. It is equivalent to a contribution to the sect. The contribution is large enough to ensure that you have the ability to make up for the shortcomings." Let’s get started!”

He looked at the silent people and continued: "Don't be impatient. These rules were not made by me. They were discussed by the head of the hospital and the elders above. Family background is also an important condition that determines a person's future prospects. ! If you still have the energy, you must show it more to avoid regrets later!"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone remained silent.

Finally, the woman who was the first to pay the money looked around and then at the old Taoist Miao Qian. With a cruel heart, she took out a small white jade delicate porcelain vase from her arms and handed it to the old Taoist.

The man in white also looked gloomy, took out a translucent black-purple orb and sent it over.

Han Yi touched the things in his arms with a worried expression. Most of the money he had on him was basically gone, and the most valuable thing left was the alien species obtained from Li Chengfeng.

It's just...he hesitated.

This piece of alien species is worth a lot of money. Although he didn't plan to use it on himself at the beginning and had no need for it, would he consider using it for another thing? If he handed it over now...

never mind.

He was determined. No matter what, he had obtained the most difficult recommendation letter for joining Yuanmiao Sect, and with so much investment, he was not willing to give up. As long as you join Yuanmiao Sect, you can earn back everything else sooner or later.

He finally took out the black alien species and sent it over.

Miaochang Laodao held an inconspicuous alien species that looked like a black stone with a surprised expression.

"Young man, it's okay. Do you have such rare things?" He raised his eyelids and looked at Han Yi imperceptibly. Looking at the information, he didn't look like a rich man in his dress.

"Yes, although it is a low-grade alien species and can only be used by ordinary warriors, it is still of extraordinary value."

"Please take care of me, senior brother," Han Yi said humbly.

"It's easy to talk about." Master Miao Qian was in a good mood after squeezing out such a valuable thing.

Then, the young Taoist behind him approached again and led Han Yi and others to another side courtyard.

After a few people left, Miao Qian's face, which was originally solemn and plain, suddenly flashed with a trace of greed.

"Get rich, get rich!"

He was breathing rapidly and his face was flushed. Although these people were not very qualified, they were indeed worth a lot of money.

He is known as the magic money, so he is naturally a person who regards wealth as his life and believes that money can communicate with gods.

There is indeed a rule in the sect that requires one to enter the sect through contribution if the conditions are not met.

So he couldn't keep all these things, but even if he got them, it would be enough for him to be happy for a while.

"Every year, there are such stubborn people who insist on staying in the sect to waste time and resources. I'm afraid that only when you see those monsters who leave you far behind and can't catch up with you even if you practice for a lifetime, you will be disappointed and desperate... By then, you will know that life in this mountain is not as free and easy as living down the mountain!"

He sighed, took out a small box from his arms, unscrewed the lid, revealing the golden paste inside, with a strange fragrance wafting out.

He carefully wiped off a piece of ointment as big as a fingernail with his index finger, put it to the wing of his nose, and puffed.

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Time flies, and several days have passed in a blink of an eye.

Han Yi and the other four were in this side courtyard, each in a separate room, and occasionally met and communicated with each other several times.

On the first day, someone naturally delivered food and drink, and the four of them were not in a hurry. This kind of thing definitely takes time.

But... the second day, the third day, the fourth day...

Time passed day by day, and the four people seemed to be forgotten here, and no one notified them.

Even though the four of them were martial artists with strong meridians and perseverance, they would inevitably become impatient if they waited like this.

"Brother Han, you say, we are all recommended people. We should not look at the monk's face but the Buddha's face. At least you should say something about whether it succeeds or not. You just left us here like this, what's the matter!"

The man in white paced back and forth in front of the stone table, obviously feeling very irritated.

"Brother Tan, wait a little longer. It's been so many days, and it won't be a big deal. I believe that Yuanmiao Sect will definitely give us an answer in the end." Han Yi sat on the stone bench and answered helplessly.

The man in front of him was called Tan Hao, and he came from a peripheral station of Yuanmiao Sect.

This kind of conversation has been discussed several times in the past few days.

But he didn't know the answer to such a question, so he could only wait like this.

Tan Hao did not get an answer from Han Yi, so he turned to look at Feng Qingxin on the other side: "Miss Qingxin, do you have any news?"

"No, they just said that the senior leaders are discussing it." Feng Qingxin also answered helplessly.

She is the descendant of an inner courtyard disciple of Yuanmiao Sect. In this small group, she is the most well-informed person.

"Alas..." Tan Hao sighed like a deflated balloon.

Just waiting like this, how long will it take.

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On the other side, Han Yi and others' tokens, information, assessment results, and the items they handed in at the end were also peeled off layer by layer and finally handed in.

Soon, everyone's information was sent to the corresponding head of the courtyard.